What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 12
Chen Hong felt that he was really getting old.

It can't keep up with the thinking of today's young people.

He looked at the young man in front of him with an indifferent look on his face, like a monk in a TV show.

Calm, no waves in the ancient well.

But what he said was incomparable.

Also fortunate!

If you bring some supper, you will be blessed.

Then he gave it a few more times, wouldn't he be able to buy lottery tickets? !

However, it doesn't matter!

The society has polished his edges and corners clean, and all the Martian texts in the space have been deleted by him long ago, and the former love family is gone forever!

Today, he is just a man who is kind and smiling all day long in the eyes of outsiders.

Chen Hong had long forgotten how to offend people.

Therefore, Chen Hong ignored the condescending attitude in the words of the person in front of him, he smiled and replied: "If you say your wish... I still want to have a child!"

After saying that, Chen Hong shook his head.

In today's world, children really can't afford to give birth or raise them!

Very simple truth - once a wife is pregnant, she must take care of her body and stay away from charcoal fire.

The barbecue stall can only be supported by him alone.

He is the only child in the family and has no siblings to help.

In this way, it is certain that he will not care about his head and his slums, or even the word of mouth that he has finally built up may be smashed.

In addition, the cost of diapers, milk powder, and clothing immediately arises as soon as a child is born.

In this way, if you want to settle down in this city, it will be a long way to go.

It doesn't stop there.

When children grow up, they have to go to school.

I can't send it back to my hometown to be a left-behind child, and then when I grow up, I'm just like him, and I can't even get into a university!
So, education spending is another big deal.

In this way, their husband and wife were completely tied to their children.

How dare he give birth?

but……

He is 27, and his wife is almost 25.

If they don't give birth, they will all run to three.

Older mothers are no joke.

And Chen Hong knows that his wife likes children very much!
Every time I go back to the rental house and look at other people's children, I can't hide the love and desire in my wife's eyes.

The two old people have also been urging them to give birth.

It's crazy to want to be grandparents and grandparents!
Just thinking about these things, Xu Ji's cold voice came from the ear: "Then get rid of smoking and drugs first!"

Chen Hong blinked and looked at the person in front of him, not quite understanding what the other person meant.

The other party has already stretched out his hand.

"Don't move!" Just as Chen Hong wanted to hide, he listened to the other party.

He was pointed at the chest.

The feeling of numbness and numbness suddenly arises.

Then, Chen Hong only felt that his chest was sour and astringent, unnatural and extremely comfortable.

As if after the cupping, the body is a little lighter.

"Turn around!" The other party ordered softly.

Chen Hong responded stupidly and turned around obediently.

Another pointer in the back.

The rising soreness quickly spread from the spot to the whole body, and the whole person seemed to be paralyzed.

The other party stretched out his hand and patted Chen Hong's top lightly.

The pain was magnified tenfold and a hundredfold.

Chen Hong couldn't help screaming: "It hurts... it hurts... it hurts!"

"It hurts!" Tongtian Sect Master said indifferently, he picked up the torn box of cigarettes from the glass plate, pulled out one, quickly crushed it, took out the dead leaves, and twisted them in the palm of his hand. Then stuff it into the two nose holes of this mortal.

Then two hands were placed on either side of his nose.

Snapped!
Chen Hong only felt his head dizzy.

Immediately clear up.

Soreness and pain, slowly passing away.

The aroma of tobacco leaves in the nose, inhaled into the lungs.

vomit!
Chen Hong smelled the smoke and immediately retched on the counter.

The smell of smoke seemed to him an unbearable smell.

Just like...

People who don't eat coriander eat a big mouthful of coriander.

People who hate durian are stuffed with durian flesh in their mouths.

Do not……

Worse than this!
It should be someone with a cleanliness addiction, who was forced to put on a dress full of oil, and then rushed into the sewer.

Immediately, Chen Hong desperately pulled out all the shredded tobacco from his nose like a conditioned reflex.

Then, he raised his head and questioned the other party angrily: "What have you done to me?"

Tongtian Sect Master looked at the mortal in front of him and shook his head: "After all, it's a shallow fate!"

But on the surface, it was a light cloud, and he said softly, "Help you quit smoking and drugs!"

Chen Hong was stunned.

He listened to the other person say lightly: "Remember the position and strength I just clicked..."

"Three times a day, morning and evening..."

"Persist for ten days, and the effect will last forever!"

"In this life, you will smell the smell of cigarette poison and stay away!"

"One year after quitting, your physical potential will gradually repair itself where it was damaged by tobacco and poison..."

"Then, you can rest assured to have a healthy child!"

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Xu Ji walked to the end of the corridor.

A stone gate appeared in front of him, he pushed it gently, and the stone gate was pushed open.

A lamp came on.

But it was a stone room that no one had been to for a long time.

The stone room is simple.

Simple enough to have almost no furnishings.

There was only one cradle, which seemed to be woven of some kind of vine, in a corner of the stone room.

Xu Ji frowned.

"Cradle bed? The style of painting is not right!"

He muttered and walked slowly to the crib.

He gently held the vines of the cradle.

It is very soft, and the tentacles have a warm feeling. It seems that this cradle bed has a great background and is absolutely extraordinary.

only……

An old monster, a giant of the evil way in the Xianxia world, but behind the stone hall where he retreated and practiced, there is such a stone room, and there is a cradle in the stone room?
No matter how you think about it, it seems that something is not right!
Xu Ji reached out and touched the cradle, and found a small rattle-like thing.

Shake gently.

dang dang...

Drums can also be played.

It seems that someone was here, shaking the drum and teasing the little baby on the cradle.

"This old monster ever had children?" He scratched his head: "Is it possible that I want to be a father?"

He took the small drum and put it in his hand, and through the light, he saw that there seemed to be words on both sides of the small drum.

He recognizes it!
Because this is a hieroglyph.

On the front are two crooked eves superimposed on each other.

"A lot?" Xu Ji whispered.

He flipped to the back.

The text on the back is a little more complicated.

A house or palace-shaped eaves cover two crooked characters.

Xu Ji looked at it carefully, identifying it carefully.

"Wang Jiatu?" He became suspicious: "Or Wang Jiashi?"

What word needs a treasure-like hijab to cover the king/earth or king/scholar?
"precious?"

"So it's a lot of treasures together?"

"The old monster's name?"

"No!" Xu Ji shook his head: "It should be the name of the child who was raised here by the old monster!"

"Many treasures!"

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dang dang...

The soft sound of drums echoed in the depths of the ancient temple.

The treasured image was solemn, and the compassionate Buddha raised his head.

A pair of eyes full of wisdom and profound meanings are as dazzling as gold, with boundless mercy and compassion rising from them.

"Amitabha!" The Buddha bowed his head and sighed, clasping his hands together and saying, "All dharmas are empty, monks should cut off the past!"

Then, he closed his eyes again, and the whole figure sank into the ancient temple.

The ancient temple turned into a phantom-like foam, and disappeared in a flash on the spiritual mountain of the Western Pure Land.

Now is not the time for it to come out.

The ancient Buddha who burns the lamp has never entered extinction.

The Buddha Shakyamuni cannot return to his place!

Therefore, Lingshan Daleiyin Temple should be hidden from the world!
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