"Are you happy like that?"

In the distance, on a tall building, Su Bai and Xie Yu stood side by side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's not interesting to ask. Su Bai responded.

Below the two of them, there is a scene like the Shura field, just now, the radio released a realistic strangulation mission, asking nearby listeners who received the radio to shoot and kill the hunchbacked old man.

There doesn't seem to be a precise rule for the judgment of this kind of punishment in broadcasting, but at least as a listener, especially at the level of advanced listeners, the general sense of proportion is still well understood.

With so many people dying in the square, such a deliberate cause and effect, it is impossible for the radio to make him wait until the next story world to burn it.

"Anyway, you have more lice on your body, and you're not afraid of biting. Xie Yu sighed, Su Bai's trick of the doppelganger, so that the hunchbacked old man did not hesitate to blow himself up and die in the end, but he caused such a big sin, for Su Bai, it is indeed much lighter than his own direct attack to kill the hunchbacked old man, but since you Su Bai have already killed a senior person just now, why don't you just carry one pot and two pots and continue to carry it, and you have to play such a bloody roundabout way.

After all, these dead ordinary people are actually his fellow villagers, but Xie Yu has no reason to accuse Su Bai of anything, because before the incident happened, he had actually seen Su Bai's plan, and he didn't stop it at that time, and now he doesn't bother to do it when he squeezes tears in an afterthought.

"I said that I am not afraid of death, but that does not mean that I want to die. Su Bai looked at Jixiang who was dozing off on his shoulder, reached out and rubbed it on his belly, and Jixiang stretched out his paws in his sleep and waved subconsciously.

"You're almost close to the next story world. Xie Yu propped up the railing with both hands, "By the way, why don't you kill him, and then use him to accumulate some virtue." ”

"I just didn't hear the radio. Su Bai pointed to his ear and said, "You listened to the broadcast, but I didn't hear it, do you really think that the broadcast is so stupid, give me this opportunity to deliberately brush up my favor?

This guy has already blown himself up, and although he is not dead, he is no different from a piece of mud. ”

"I don't want to go down and kill him. Xie Yu shook his head, "Because it makes me think that I deliberately used so many ordinary people's lives to slap the radio sycophants." ”

"Xie Yu, I think that if you die one day, the cause of death must be because of hypocrisy. Su Bai smiled, "Okay, you finally got home, just accompany your mother more, in fact, it's good to let go of your mood, your illusion has high requirements for your mood, if your mood is full of flaws and fears, it will be difficult to really bring others into your illusion."

Do you know why your illusions have no effect on me? Because compared to my life, the ups and downs and experiences you have tasted are too simple, and perhaps this is also a change in the way you fight as an advanced listener. ”

Su Bai turned around and patted Xie Yu's shoulder.

Xie Yu thought for a moment and said, "Thank you." ”

This is Su Bai's guidance to himself, and it is also the guidance given by his opponent, which is very valuable.

The two didn't say anything about the scene that they would have a chance to drink together at a later date or another day, and directly chose to separate.

..................

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

A man in a black tracksuit knocked on the door, and soon the monk opened the door, and the man in front of him smelled of alcohol and had a new tattoo on his shoulder on his sleeve.

"You're getting crazier and crazier. ”

The monk said helplessly.

The person who came in turned out to be the Buddha, the Buddha took off his hat, the whole person lay on the sofa, one foot on the coffee table, picked up the teapot on the coffee table and drank it directly to his mouth.

The monk took the teapot and went to make a cup of tea for the Buddha, for the current state of the Buddha, the monk did not say anything, everyone also knew that both sides were actually stuck at the end, and they were both looking for their own ways to break through.

"Wipe it off. The monk threw over a wet towel.

The Buddha took it and wiped it on his face, he deliberately didn't use his own strength to digest the alcohol when he was drinking in the dance hall, but tried to indulge himself as much as possible, so now the whole person is indeed a little drunk.

"Qilu, if I become a bigwig-level audience in the future, you can be my housekeeper. ”

When a person jumps out of his original identity position to another position, he may not notice anything, but the people around him will feel it deeply.

"Yes. The monk put the Buddha on the sofa, and went to the courtyard outside with scissors to start pruning the vine, "Now, the toxicity is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems to have a corrosive effect on the soul, the magic circle arranged by the poor monk the day before yesterday is still a little unsafe, and it will have to be rearranged in a few days." ”

"Hehe, when Dabai comes back and picks a few leaves for him to make tea, he will say that it is Huoxiang tea. Buddha Ye smiled.

"It's also a good appetite, you can really eat this with yellow eel, you are also a sword, in fact, there is no need to do this. The monk said.

"This is the best way to achieve the best effect, and I noticed at the time that the vines have not really ripen yet, and only have a purely physical effect. ”

Buddha turned on the TV, then took out a bag of white powder from his coat pocket, and then took out a round bucket glass bottle.

The monk who had trimmed the vines walked back to the living room, saw the things on the coffee table, and said helplessly, "If you let the believers over there know that their spiritual leader has become like this, it is estimated that their faith will be directly shattered." ”

"I can't help it, I have to take the medicine, I used to carry too much on my shoulders, and I thought too much, now, I have to put it down first, let myself finish the previous sprint, and then it doesn't matter if I carry it again. ”

The Buddha took out an alcohol lamp from under the coffee table and began to swallow himself.

The monk sat on the sofa opposite, holding a cup of tea in his hand,

Drinking tea,

The Buddha on the opposite side is smoking, drugging,

This picture is indescribably weird.

After a while, the Buddha put down the object in his hand and slowly relaxed, and his face showed a look of intoxication.

"Seven laws, do you know, sometimes the strength is too strong, the life level is too high, and it is not interesting, and some of the many indulgent enjoyments cannot be enjoyed.

If I hadn't taken the initiative to seal my demonic body, I wouldn't have experienced the feeling of tobacco, alcohol, poison, and products at all. ”

"To indulge at the cost of one's own life, the poor monk does not dare to agree. "The monk is still very serious.

"What is life for?" the Buddha squinted at the monk, "Do you know the Seven Laws?"

"You know?"

"I don't know. The Buddha shook his head, "Hehe, if we knew, wouldn't we have already become a Buddha a long time ago?"

The monk nodded, signaling that Gyatso was right.

Then, there is silence,

Silence is very common when two people live together in Lao Fang's house.

In the past, there would be that cute little guy, there would be a fat man who liked to grin and joke, there would also be the cold cat, and the Su Bai who only came back occasionally to make his home a hotel.

But now, there are only the two of them in this house, but fortunately, they themselves have long been accustomed to this kind of quietness, and a monk, if he can't even get used to it, is like a soldier who doesn't know how to shoot.

"I think now that people are really tired of living, it was okay when I didn't think about anything before, but this time, I am tired of playing, tired of living without a goal, tired of living with a goal, in short, I can't do without a tired word. ”

Gyatso suddenly sighed.

"It seems that your experience life is really right, and it has actually gone to the wind of decadence. The monk took a sip of tea and said, "Further down, you will slowly feel that life is boring, and then you will feel that your life, and even the lives of the rest of the people, need you to save it." ”

"Is it so mysterious?" asked Gyatso.

"At that point, you'll be left with two paths, one is to become a famous artist, to sing, to write, to make films, and so on, to show a style that belongs to you, which is incompatible with the mainstream style of this world. ”

"What about the other one?"

"Another is suicide. The monk said seriously, "In fact, there are many more people who choose the second path than the first path. ”

"Huh. Gyatso picked up the towel again and wiped it on his hand, "Actually, it's true, I don't know if anyone committed suicide when they first became a listener." ”

"It should ...... Very little, after all, the radio will choose people, regardless of men, women and children, the poor monk thinks that the radio should not choose those who are scared to commit suicide as soon as they come in, which is a waste for broadcasting, and it is also a kind of destruction to the story. ”

"You say, is there any work, you don't need to do anything, just sit there, and wait for the money to fall every day?" Buddha Ye asked at this time, obviously, Buddha is really more and more like an ordinary person now, he is still in a stage of immersion, like entering the water first, and then sinking to the bottom, and when he feels that he can resurface, it means that the door has been pushed open.

At this time, the door of the entrance was pushed open, and neither the monk nor Gyatso sensed it in advance, and when they saw that it was Su Bai who walked in, the two of them calmed down, indeed, now Su Bai's breath is indeed not so easy to sense, and Su Bai is also familiar with the formation of this house, and he will not react when he enters the formation.

Both the monk and the Buddha got up from the couch.

Su Bai held Jixiang in one hand, and said with a smile while changing slippers at the entrance:

"Yo, Buddha, I know the work you just said, yes.

It is to be the eighth king in the wishing pond at the door of the temple or Taoist temple,

Don't do anything,

Someone throws money at you every day. ”