Eighteen ladders slum, small courtyard.

In the kitchen, which has never been on fire since Zhou You's changed his body, there is finally some temperature at this moment.

White steam poured on the pot, diced meat mixed with rice grains rose and fell in small pieces, and black jade-like diced eggs tumbled back and forth.

Zhou You stood in front of the stove, smelling the faint seductive fragrance, and was stunned for a while.

"Brother, are you cooking preserved eggs and lean porridge?"

"Ah, yes." Zhou You suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Zhou Sheng who was leaning against the door and said with a smile: "I remember that you used to like to drink this the most." ”

Zhou Sheng's eyes lit up, and he shouted in surprise: "Primitive? ”

"That's for sure, in the past, our family was poor, so we could only eat the grain paste. But it's different now, your brother is now a soldier, and I can make money. In the future, we will be able to eat the original food every meal, and the man-made food will not even be on the table. ”

"That's good."

Zhou Sheng looked at Zhou You's body, and suddenly asked in a trembling voice, "Brother, does it hurt?" ”

"Does it hurt or not?"

Zhou You was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, waved his hand and patted his chest, making a dull sound that was completely different from ordinary people.

"What's the pain of transplanting a machine, a dozen anesthetics, and a sleep."

The wooden spoon stirred the bottom of the porridge slowly, and the surging heat kept the damp chill out of the door.

In this city overturned by heavy rain, two young men with immature eyebrows and young eyes quietly guarded the corner of the stove, with a satisfied smile on their faces.

Zhou Sheng sat beside him with a bench, "Brother, I miss you very much." ”

"I know." Zhou You tilted his head, hiding the expression on his face.

"Don't blame yourself for what happened back then. If it weren't for you to make money, I'm afraid I'd have starved to death. ”

"Me"

Zhou You suddenly suppressed his choked voice and raised his hand to wipe his face.

"Actually, I have lived quite well in the Buddha country of Luohan Temple over the years, it is very beautiful, there are endless meadows, countless cattle and sheep, and beautiful morning bells and evening drums."

Zhou Sheng said softly: "Except that every time after the causal calculation, I will feel a little tired. ”

"I thought it was a nightmare, and now I wake up and it's all gone."

A bowl of steaming porridge was handed to Zhou Sheng.

He held the porridge bowl, but he didn't drink it, "This is not a dream, this is a doomed cause and effect, a catastrophe, and a chance." After going through this ordeal, I knew what I was going to do in the future. ”

There was a subtle sadness hidden in Zhou You's eyes, "What do you want to do?" ”

Zhou Sheng raised his head, his eyes burning, "I want to become a follower of the Buddha Dao sequence!" ”

The boy didn't speak, just looked at his younger brother with longing in his eyes.

"Over the years in the Buddha Kingdom, my wisdom root has been developed, it is natural, not man-made!"

Zhou Sheng pointed to the center of his eyebrows, where there was a distinctive flesh mark.

"Don't you hate them?" Zhou You said in a hoarse voice.

"It's all fate, why hate? I remember listening to the master in the Buddha kingdom before, after suffering, the rest is good fortune. ”

Zhou Sheng said in a brisk tone: "And brother, didn't you also take refuge in Buddhism?" I'm going to be like you! ”

"Take a sip of porridge, or it's going to get cold."

Zhou You just stared at the porridge bowl, and the gradually cold rice grains were sinking.

Zhou Sheng ignored his words, and still talked about his ideas for the future.

"Brother, you are now a soldier nine, so will you be the protector of the Dharma for me in the future?"

Bang dang.

A wooden spoon is thrown into the pot and a little bit of sticky rice soup is splashed.

Zhou You's facial features were distorted, and there was a terrible anger condensed between his eyebrows.

"Why, why can't you even disguise this little time?"

"What's wrong with you, brother?"

Zhou Sheng panicked, his neck tightened, and he was grabbed by the collar and lifted up.

The bowl he was holding in his hand was knocked over, and the porridge that had lost its fragrance spilled on the cold ground.

"Why do you want to treat hatred as a gift, why do you say such disgusting things so that I can no longer force myself to believe that you are Zhou Sheng?"

Zhou You looked at the face that he once missed so much, and the anger in his chest could no longer be contained.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you, I'm Zhou Sheng, I'm your younger brother!"

Zhou Sheng's face turned red, and his hands struggled to shake the palms that were choking his throat.

But this extremely weak body had no strength to help him break free.

"I want to treat you as Zhou Sheng, and I even thought about living this life in self-deception like this."

Zhou You's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared in his mouth: "Because even if the soul can't come back, I want you to take Ah Sheng's body to see the world, to grow up, to marry a wife and have children, and to live a life that an ordinary person should have!" ”

"But why don't you even have this little patience, and don't even give me the last bit of comfort!"

The hysterical roar echoed in the dilapidated courtyard, and even the night rain seemed to laugh at his self-deception, banging on doors, windows, and eaves, making noises so similar to joking laughter.

"I'm Zhou Sheng, I'm real."

"No, you are the Huangliang ghost used to transform me, and you are the host of the Buddha Kingdom hidden by Longtu!"

Zhou You's voice suddenly became indifferent, and the palm that was holding his throat slowly tightened with force.

When he heard this, the horror on Zhou Sheng's face faded like a tide, and a strange smile appeared in his eyes.

"Why keep yourself awake when you're in so much pain? Confusion and ignorance are the skills that God has given you to survive like an ant. ”

He no longer pretended to struggle, and let the palm of his throat pinch his voice sharply: "You have to think clearly, if you kill me, Zhou Shengke will never come back." ”

"If he doesn't come back, then I'll go find him."

The young man moved his tired steps and dragged the yellow-beamed ghost into the rain.

He raised his head, his eyes widened, and he looked at the dark sky against the rain line, and the corners of his mouth slowly grinned.

"Ah Sheng, don't blame me, brother, I really tried my best, I'm so tired."

"Boss He, I'm sorry for you, I can't help you watch the show in the future, I can only pay you back the money I owe you in the next life."

His deep voice paused for a moment, and he could no longer hold back his crying, and cried out loudly:

"Brother Jun, Zhou You betrayed you, so I will return this life to you now."

Airplanes.

The heart of the machine trembled at a terrifying frequency and made a piercing and sharp sound, and the huge pressure in the body squeezed the white bionic blood out of the facial features, and then it was washed away by the rain.

"You're going to blow yourself up? Are you crazy?! Stop! ”

'Zhou Sheng', who guessed the other party's thoughts, could no longer maintain his calmness just now, and struggled frantically.

"I've been crazy for a long time."

Rumble!

Blazing waves of flames rose into the sky, sweeping the downpour back into the sky.

Before his consciousness completely disappeared, Zhou You's ears seemed to hear an unwilling cry.

"Why, why I still haven't been able to temper him."

The corner of the young man's mouth glanced slightly, and he smiled disdainfully: "I'll fuck you." ”

(End of chapter)