Applaud for Happiness

Shooting.

Shen Qi is the true spirit, and he will not be tired or too painful. Of course, although the master is jerky, he is gentle and considerate and does not make him uncomfortable.

It was only the first time that the master was enlightened, and he was quite interested. He pulled Shen Qi over and over again, and delved into other poses by himself, and asked Shen Qi to darken his heart again, and it turned out to be a fake monk.

After making the noise, Shen Qi waved again, and the sea of ​​flowers under him turned into a hot spring. Even if he knew that he didn't need to clean up, he still liked to use water to bathe.

If the robes were neatly arranged, he never took off his clothes from beginning to end, only Shen Qi was exposed, but it was not interesting.

"Is this your ability?" He looked around.

Shen Qi lay lazily by the pool, his long black hair spread out on the water, like seaweed, quite a bit strange, he supported his head: "If you come and go, you can change the world as you like, of course. "" He raised his lips. "It's up to you now."

Look up and spit out two words: "Master."

Because of a moment's wandering, the smile and the title are different, no matter how you look or listen.

I don't know why, such as the appearance of the lamp, makes Shen Qi particularly want to tease.

For example, the appearance of the lamp has not changed in the slightest, the eyes are calm, the eyebrows are kind, and the sage monk praised by everyone is restored, as if all the illusion happened before.

Shen Qi froze boringly.

"It's not early, it's time to go out." Ru Dengdao.

"Okay." Shen Qi shrugged. "You are the master. You have the final say."

With a snapping finger, the sight in front of me is no longer. For example, the lamp has already appeared outside the Melaleuca Tower, and there is a whisper of Shen Qi with a smile, and the warm breath falls on his ears, and he even bites. Sip his earlobe.

"I know what the master wants to do. For the time being, the master can not expose the existence of the map that comes and goes. I will turn it into a bead. The master only said that he could get this bunch of bodhi beads."

At the end of the speech, he felt that his wrist was cold, and a bunch of Bodhi beads were added. The dark red color reminded him of the boy who fell in the sea of ​​bloody flowers.

It seemed to capture his moment of loss, and a light laughter sounded in his ears again: "The master can treat me as a bead. I can't always appear in front of the person. The master should leave me alone. The master touches the bead and assumes it. Touch me, I'm wronged by the master, and I will serve the master well when there is no one. "

For example, when the light stepped, seeing Shi Bo's concerned eyes, he smiled helplessly: "My true spirit is more naughty."

Master Shi expressed his understanding that the true spirits have their own personalities, so they must have a relationship with the true spirit or negotiate the conditions at the beginning of the contract, otherwise the longer they can appear, the longer the distance from the master. As you get farther, you will cause all kinds of troubles.

The ten disciples of Zhengdao all successfully obtained their own real tools, and they came out cheerfully. They were led by the elders of the various factions and went back to the schools to study their own real tools and strive to break through the vision as soon as possible.

Wanfozong is located at the northwestern tip of Leizhou, built on a towering mountain, the top of the mountain is soaring into the clouds, covered with snow all year round, is a place of hardship for elders of Zongmen. Ordinary disciples live on the mountainside, where magnificent temples and red tiles Brick, winding all the way to the top of the mountain.

The elders exerted their best, but three days later, the party returned to Zongmen by flying boat.

Shen Qiyi was very good on the way and did not show up. After all, there were elder monks on the flying boat, and for the safety of his disciples, everyone's thoughts and movements were covered by the elder's consciousness. Seven didn't want to drop the chain at the beginning.

The flying boat fell, the elders hurried away, and each disciple returned to each temple to find each teacher. As the number one in the yellow list, the highly regarded Buddha, naturally the status of a master like a lamp is unusual, but he is the master brother. Head of the Eighteen Elder Buddha Sect.

If the lamp goes along the mountain road to the top of the mountain, the monks seen along the way salute him, and he smiles in return, no matter who he is facing, he is gentle and kind.

"How many monks are there in Wanzong?" A lazy voice suddenly appeared in his ear, followed by a heavy back, and a warm body attached.

If the lamp tilted slightly, his cheeks touched a delicate, facing a pair of curious eyes.

"One hundred and thirty-three thousand and one hundred and forty-two people," he said, "not including disciples of each ten thousand Buddhist temples in Kyushu."

"There are so many people willing to be monks?" Shen Qi looked around and looked back to see the majestic palace. "Can more than 100,000 people live here?"

As if the lamp didn't feel like there was a person on his back, he even turned a blind eye to Shen Qi's ambiguous gesture and said: "There are more than 60,000 disciples who have no foundation, and more than 30,000 who cannot build the yuan. Only less than 10,000 are counted as official disciples of Wanfo Sect, and among these people, who can walk there ... "He looked to the distant peaks," but few dozens. "

"As for why you want to be a monk ..." He gently brushed Shen Qi's hair falling down to his ear. "Poverty, hunger, sickness, or helplessness, or see through the dust, nothing more."

He said plainly, but Shen Qi heard the indifference.

But he didn't show anything, just twisted a bunch of hair, swept his tail like a lamp with his tail, and laughed, "Just like you do for revenge?"

If the lamp smiled slightly, no matter what, hold down his scrambled wrist, and said warmly, "Don't make a fool."

Shen Qi heard the warning in his tone and let go with interest.

Although Shen Qi learned about Ruden's past through the thousand-story pagoda, he was not careful enough to look at every inch of his memory, and listened to Rudeng along the way to introduce him to Wanfo Sect.

Wanfozong is Buddhism, but it is not the kind of Buddhism in ancient or modern society. After all, this world is a fantasy world. All things are strong. Even if you practice Buddhism, you pay more attention to one word, not Buddha.

There are people in Purdue, and there are lectures in Lenfo, but these are all under force. Only the promotion of cultivation to achieve longevity is the ultimate goal. Only those who are destined to be hopeless will slow down and truly sink in. Into Buddhism.

Those who can occupy the top of the peak of Wanfoshan, except the 18 elders of Zongmen, are the presiding officers.

For example, Dengshumenshulu arrived at Master Fu Zhi's Dongfu, saying that it is Dongfu, but it is really Dongfu. There is no towering gorgeousness under the mountain temple, but a five-meter-wide hole was cut in the mountain wall, surrounded by snow and dead wood. There are some greens like pines and cypresses, but not many. There is not even a small sandy gatekeeper at the entrance.

Entering it was suddenly bright, very wide, obviously more than one hole, there are rooms in the hall, but no matter how wide, it is also a cave, natural to the point where it can no longer be natural, and there are even vines hanging on the wall.

The elders are treated this way. It is not difficult to imagine what those disciples will do. Shen Qi can't help worrying about the next life.

Elder Pu Zhi sat on the stone bench in the living room. When he saw the light come in, he smiled, "Here you are, come back."

When Shen Qi relied on the true spirit not to appear automatically, only the owner could see it, there was no intention to come down from the lamp, even after sitting on the futon like a lamp, he sat in his arms instead, habitually In a straddling posture, his chin rested lazily on his shoulder, his arms around his waist.

If the lamp glanced at him, with some helplessness, there was a hint of warning.

Seeing his expression, Elder Pu Zhi smiled and said, "But your true spirit is making trouble for you?" What he said is obviously not the same as what Shen Qi did.

For example, the corner of the lamp's lip raises a slightly subtle radian, and his hands are crossed: "He is young and slightly naughty."

"Your true spirit is a child?" Elder Pu Zhi was a little surprised, and then laughed, "You need to take care of him more, not too harsh, children are inevitably naughty, think about your childhood, haven't done something to mess with Something angry for the teacher. "

If the lamp smiles, it should go down.

"Child?" Shen Qi narrowed his eyes with a smile, raised his chin and licked his ears like lamps. "Originally the owner likes this. It doesn't look like you should call your master, you should call your dad. Also, the master awakened me. It is also my father of rebirth. "

He sighed softly and exclaimed, "Daddy ..."

If the expression of the lamp remains unchanged, the muscles are stretched.

Shen Qi smiled like a stealthy cat, and blossomed in his heart. He was originally worried that the world would be boring. Now it seems not at all, it is very interesting.

However, he also knew that everything should not be too much, and then obediently lay in the arms of Ru Deng and did not bother him again, listening to him and Elder Pu Zhi explaining this trip to Zhongzhou.

With the temperament of a lamp, naturally it will not tell others the existence of the map, even if this person is his own master, as shown in the previous discussion, only the existence of the bead is shown, and the monk has the bead as a real instrument, which is a perfect match. Elder Pu Zhi was really happy, and he kept feeling that the Buddha was the Buddha.

Then he carefully told him how to use the real instrument to break through the imagination.

Shen Qi heard these things in the clouds and fog, plus he wasn't interested in them, and was drowsy.

He still has no one in this world. Regardless of his appearance or character, he is him, and he doesn't want to hide it.

After a few days of observation, he almost figured out a human character like a lamp. He didn't need compassion and sympathy, and he didn't appreciate the so-called simple innocence. For him, the only two things were revenge and becoming stronger, so Shen Qi The only thing I can do is help him.

Yes, help him.

If he wants revenge, help him. If he wants to get stronger, help him.

This is what he needs. If he has a romantic feeling for a forbidden love, it is basically a delusion. I am afraid that in the eyes of Lantern, he is a passive gossip. Think about the true Virgin Spirit that he designed to kill and play his own role. The ability to let him see his value is the right way.

Of course, cough, for now, this ability has two meanings.

If Lantern is willing to tolerate him now, it's just that he is the only real thing and his future half. If he can't show his ability to match his ambition, I'm afraid he will have nothing to do with the Virgin Spirit in the end. Both.

After the teacher and apprentice had finished their cold greetings, if the lantern resigned from Dongfu, Shen Qi fluttered and hung on him, there was no intention to come down. If the lantern only looked at him and did not stop, he just hung with him and returned to his cave. .

Wanfozong occupies a whole mountain range. As the elder's Ruyi disciple, he is also the leader of his peers. Rudeng has an independent mountain and built a simple house on the mountainside for living.

When Shen Qi saw the house a little relieved, he couldn't live in the cave for two lives.

The house is not gorgeous, but it is also elegant. It even has a bit of pastoral style. The bamboo and wooden fence, the yard with bluestone flooring, and a tall lush linden tree on the side of the yard, Shen Qi finally was willing to let go like a lamp. , Around the bodhi tree.

There were two little Shami standing outside the courtyard, and when they saw Ru Deng, they saluted with excitement: "Luke Deng."

If the lamp smiled and nodded: "There is no need to serve here, you go for the time being, I will call you if needed."

"Yes." Xiao Shami left.

"So the monk also has servants?" Shen Qi joked.

If the lamp retracts his gaze, sneers: "The monk is not a saint."

Without an outsider, Shen Qi no longer cares about it, floats back, reaches out to Ru Ru, smiles and yells, "Daddy, hug ..."

If the light stepped, his eyes were obviously helpless, but he did not refuse. He took a step forward, grabbed him by the waist, hugged him, wrapped his hips, and could not be more familiar with the posture.

Shen Qi climbed his shoulders, the red eyebrows became bright, and raised his lips: "These days I have worked hard for the master, and now there are no outsiders, let the master handle it." He paused, as if he realized what was wrong and corrected. Ah, no, it's wrong. It's up to Dad. "

He also said with a clever innocent wink.

As the lamp hoop tightened his hands around his waist.

Shen Qi cooperated immediately, and his eyes were misty, and his eyes were soaked, and his cat looked at his cheek like: "Daddy, it hurts ..."

For example, the corner of the lamp lip stretched into a straight line, but walked to the bedroom unhurriedly, opened the door, and closed it slowly. When the door closed, his eyes sank, and he pressed him against the door.