"It's better to be asleep, isn't it?"

It wasn't Han Qi who asked this, but the flying string Sugree next to him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's not night, it's daytime.

After walking around and returning to the residence, although Han Qi's body was initially controlled, he had become an ordinary person or even a wasted person, and Feixian Sugree was also considerate and did not let him get tired.

After going back, the little short body leaned on Han Qi's arms, and his eyes were closed and opened, opened and closed.

In the end, Han Qi helped her lie down, leaned on his lap, and fell asleep not long after.

Han Qichu smiled, pinned the hair on her forehead, and snored.

It's not that you're tired, but it's not easy.

To take care of Han Qi, a wasted person with injuries on his body, doesn't mean that your Sword Saint Law God's innate realm is infinitely powerful, so you don't have any burden.

If a mosquito bites him, the little short body will give him mosquito repellent. Later, there were mosquito nets that were better. Han Qi likes to live on the beach, and while guarding against sandworms, Han Qi tells him not to kill.

When she coughs at night, she has to wake up, and she still treats with the source of life.

In the past, the short-bodied temple loved to eat the most, and then loved to sleep. And there are no superfluous hobbies.

But because he changed everything in life, he became sensible, obedient, ladylike and introverted.

"In the end, I hurt her more. ”

Han Qi sighed lightly and rubbed her cheeks. Turning around and frowning, he looked at Feixian Sugree: "Also, what does it mean that it is more beautiful to be asleep?

Feixian Sugray looked at Han Qi brightly, and said calmly: "When you wanted to send her here, no one accepted her, and I thought that if you came, it would be no problem." As a result, it didn't take long to stay on Dragon Island, and it caused such a big incident. Aren't you still like that when you're around?"

Han Qi took a breath and muttered, "It was an accident." ”

Flying String Sugree frowned, "Why did a dragon kill you, and how did you come back to life?"

Han Qi was curious: "What? Didn't I say it at the time?"

Sugree didn't respond to her hair, but she still looked at him.

Han Qi thought for a moment and said, "At that time, I fell into a state called shock. Easily wake up without external distractions. In this case, he was killed by an ignorant dragon. It's as simple as that. ”

After a pause, Han Qi frowned and narrowed his eyes: "As for how I came back......"

"You're not trying to say you don't know, are you?"

Feixian Sugree looked at Han Qi with her chin propped up: "You said that before, I heard it." ”

Han Qi snorted and looked at her curiously: "Then can I not tell you? It's the kind I don't want to tell you, can I?"

Flying String Sugree was shiny and wrinkled her nose.

Han Qi pointed at her with a smile: "Don't be cute at such an age." A human probably doesn't live as long as I do. ”

Feixian Sugree Hen~ snorted and glared at Han Qi: "Not necessarily." Count yourself, how many times have you died after ten years of coma?"

Han Qi rubbed his bald head: "Then it's a skill to not die every time, right?"

"Ahh ”

The little short body muttered in his sleep, patted Han Qi and continued to sleep.

Flying String Sugray glanced at her with a chuckle, got up and said, "Yes, you always have the ability." I guess I guess I will hide the things I have pointed out. ”

Han Qi smiled: "What does it matter if I hide it from you, the Corolla Empire is the richest, and at the same time, it is also the largest market. Any novelty products can only be popularized and developed here, and can be sold. As long as you maintain this advantage, you will not be able to get around the business sector. ”

Flying String Sugree smiled and stood up noncommittally: "It doesn't matter. ”

After speaking, he has to leave, after all, as an emperor, it is impossible to accompany him all the time and deal with official business. Now that Han Qi is here, his body has also seen it, and there seems to be no problem. Pointing and pointing, I have known each other for so many years, and it is not a moment to get together.

Besides, the last two years of the six years still have to come over.

Without saying much, he walked out of the door, and Han Qi got up to see him off.

"That's right. ”

Sugree suddenly opened the hole in the space and took out a small box.

Han Qi was stunned for a moment, and took it with a smile: "Give it a gift." ”

"Open it and take a look. ”

Flying String Sugree pinned her hair and motioned to Han Qi.

After Han Qi opened it, he was suddenly surprised. It turned out to be a couple watch.

That's right, the real past life kind of table, the style has never been seen, but it is indeed the type of the previous life.

There is a clockface, a hand, the kind with a minute scale.

"Wow......"

Han Qi sighed in admiration, picked it up and looked at it, and said in a half-loud voice: "I just invented it? I haven't seen it before, aren't they all magical?" ”

Feixian Sugree chuckled and said: "Actually, it is also an outcast product, I guess you passed on too many things to the foundling, and I don't remember it." ”

Han Qi thought about it carefully, and he really didn't remember whether he had passed on the Three Peoples, but it was hard to say whether the so-called holy book was recorded. After all, at that time, Han Qi was going to leave the Bachelor City to wander, and he didn't think that he would go back in just three years, so he recorded it as comprehensively as possible. Maybe there is.

"Then what do you mean by buying abandoned products and giving them to the abandoned king?"

Han Qi smiled, but put it on.

Flying String Sugree smiled: "You still say that I, don't you yourself seem to be a very high rejection on the surface, but in fact, you are an adult in your heart, right?"

Han Qi nodded: "It's so beautiful that it's not all good, but you have to have self-cultivation and the city." ”

Feixian Sugree wrinkled her nose, and Han Qi lowered her head and suddenly wondered: "There is another piece for our short body hall?"

Feixian Sugray glanced at the little short body sleeping there inside, shook her head and looked at Han Qi: "Originally, I wanted to keep it myself." But I'm afraid that she will kill me, so make sure I can send it to you first, and this piece will be given to her. ”

Han Qi frowned and raised his head: "Let you say it." What has become of our short body? Now it is more and more ladylike and quiet. What else do you want?"

Flying String Sugree nodded: "Just for you......"

Turning her hair away, Feixian Sugree looked at Han Qi: "Every time you have an accident, you either fall into a coma or are nearing death, in fact, you don't know how fierce she was when you were in a coma and near death, right?"

“......”

Han Qi was silent.

Sugree looked at him and clicked on it. Instructed him to have all the famous doctors of the Corolla Empire consult him in the afternoon and let him prepare. Then he left.

Han Qi stood at the door for a long time before turning back.

Sit back on the edge of the bed and look at the short body that sleeps sweetly. Curled the corners of his mouth and just looked at it.

Although she cursed that she would grow less than one meter six in her life, she slowly grew into a big lump of meat from such a small lump of meat when she was born, arching and biting in her arms, and now, it is a big magnesium and aluminum that has captivated the country and the city.

She had always been the same when she was around him. Although she said that she became sensible and introverted, she actually knew that it was her.

However, Sugree didn't need to be reminded, he just didn't want to remember.

What can she be?

The moment he buried her in the soil and crawled out again, the white legless figure with a face full of mouth, sharp teeth and slender nails cut through his heavy silver essence, and by the way, opened his stomach and bit his heart.

By the time the Divine Continent faced the Sword Saint, Han Qi had never been so crushed.

Without the slightest force to fight back, he was dying.

"Huh. ”

Han Qi smiled inexplicably, just now Feixian Sugray also said how many times she was near death, at least once, it was caused by her.

Actually, what does it matter if you don't remember it?

Does she remember?

"Hey. ”

Picking up her white and tender arm, Han Qi put the smaller watch on her wrist. I looked left and right, smiled and put it back, covered her with the quilt, and meditated cross-legged on her knees in a spare place on the bed, beside her.

The little short body slept, Han Qi meditated, and no one noticed that as Han Qi closed his eyes and read the scriptures, the faint yellow light on his body flashed, not abrupt but in harmony with the surrounding environment.

It's as if the light belongs to the surroundings.

"The relics are the emptiness of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased. ”

"Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old death, no old death, no suffering, no wisdom, no gain, no gain. ”

As he recited the scriptures, it became an instinct.

Behind him, the swasker symbol looms.

Han Qi's state of mind has entered a realm of clarity.

Between the moment he really had combat power and the moment he lost his combat power, for more than ten years, he always felt that he was getting farther and farther away from Zen.

Occasionally, chanting and meditating is also boring recitation, and he always ridicules himself as an abandoned monk. In fact, it is just an excuse for evasion and quibbling.

But he didn't expect to lose his combat power at this moment, but Zen slowly approached him. Return, perhaps.

I don't know why, but inexplicably I thought of Uncle Dekong again.

It's just that he doesn't know why he can't enter the inner world if he wants to.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have anything on his mind at the moment but the scriptures.

So what is the identity of these things in my mind at this moment, and what is my self as I read the scriptures?

Can you really split your mind into two thoughts?

He didn't know if Uncle Dekong could do it.

I don't know why I suddenly remembered him.

Although it is said that he often thinks of him after coming to another world, there is nothing special.

It's just this moment.

He held what he fed, and he played around with his back.

He taught himself fist and foot kung fu, and he taught himself to meditate and practice internal strength......

"Buzz!!"

Suddenly, Han Qi opened his eyes, and the peaceful yellow light around him disappeared, and the swastika symbol that he couldn't see himself slowly disappeared.

His brow furrowed slightly, and his gaze seemed to be unfocused looking out the window.

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never seen Master Dekong's uncle cultivate internal strength.

Perhaps, this in itself is not visible?

Because internal strength is a matter in one's own body, the meridians cannot be seen and can only be felt.

But yourself, why do you suddenly think of this?

"Huh?"

Suddenly remembering the voice behind him, Han Qi was interrupted and came back to his senses, and subconsciously turned around.

The little short body rubbed her eyes and woke up, looking at her wrist with an extra thing.

Subconsciously looked at Han Qi's wrist, and inexplicably curled the corners of his mouth and smiled. Sleepy-eyed came over, pillowing him on his lap and hugging him, Han Qi paused, rubbing her hair.

At this time, someone from outside had already come in, saluting and signaling, and the doctors had gathered, waiting for Lord Han Qi to be consulted.