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Ji Ji's eyes flashed slightly: "What's the use of dying? Living is the most painful."
The dead are all gone, and the living are suffering.
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Li Qinian felt like he had had a long, long dream.
In her dream, birds were chirping and flowers were fragrant, the wind was gentle and the sun was shining, and sandalwood was lingering around the sound of chanting sutras. She would run and play in front of the Buddha statue every day, with someone chasing her behind her with a broom.
"Xiao Qi, don't run! Did you steal Uncle Li's chicken again?!"
"Brother, I didn't steal the chicken. It jumped into my arms and insisted on going with me"
The little monk named Xiaoqi has a big bald head, bright head, and two short legs, and he can run smoothly.
"Don't run, stop!"
The screen changes.
There was another back figure in the dream.
"stand up."
The childish voice was childish, with a maturity and poise that did not belong to this age. Li Qinian immediately recognized that it was the voice of a little mute.
"don't want!"
The little monk was lying in the grass catching summer cicadas, holding his chin with his little hands, his little face bulging, and the cassock on his body was stained with a lot of soil.
"Little mute, get out of the way, you scared it away."
The little mute: ¡°¡¡±
The little boy standing next to her finally couldn't stand how slovenly she looked. He grabbed her by the back collar and tried to lift her up from the ground.
Unexpectedly, the little monk looked thin, but he was very strong. Instead of pulling her up, he fell into the grass.
The little mute: ""
"Are you OK?"
The little monk blinked his big eyes like black grapes, sat on him, and turned him over.
This time, Li Qinian finally saw the face of the little mute clearly.
The boy had cold eyebrows and a pair of long, pure black eyes, like a very beautiful little fairy boy. He fell down and just tightened his thin lips and frowned slightly
Li Qinian looked at this indifferent little face, and his heart was shocked like thunder! !
Why does this little mute look so similar to Brother Wan when he was young? !
No, it¡¯s more than just a resemblance, it¡¯s almost exactly the same!
She once saw photos of Jiang Wan when he was a child at Jiang¡¯s house. Except that the little mute¡¯s expression was colder than Jiang Wan¡¯s, there was almost no difference between the two! !
??The little mute is Brother Wang?
What about the little monk?
Why did she dream about Brother Wang¡¯s childhood?
"Little mute, you are so beautiful."
The little monk sat on his body, reached out and poked his face as delicate as a shelled egg, then clasped his hands together and tapped his small chin.
"Amitabha."
"It's a sin, it's a sin. Master said, you can't praise the opposite sex for being beautiful. She has violated the lust warning again."
When she opened her eyes, looking at the fairy-child-like face beneath her, she blinked seriously again:
"But it is indeed very good-looking. The Buddha said that you cannot lie as a human being. I should admit that the little mute is good-looking, but if I admit that the little mute is good-looking, I have violated the sexual precept again"
She muttered to herself, scratched her head, and realized she had no hair.
"I have to ask Master later, which Buddha said these words. Whoever has more powerful magic power, I will listen to whoever says it."
The little mute: ¡°¡¡±
Does your Buddha know that you are so powerful?
"Little mute, I will carry you back."
The young monk is not very old, but he has a very fierce personality.
"No."
"No, you're injured."
The young monk retorted seriously, pointing to his elbow where the skin was scratched by the gravel. The wound was very small, just a little bit of skin, and no blood flowed.
Little Mute: "I just hurt my hand, it's not that I can't walk."
The little monk shook his big head, clasped his hands together, and showed a serious expression:
"Amitabha, Master said, let me take good care of you. I must protect you as a delicate flower."
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? She didn¡¯t give him a chance to regret at all, and roughly picked up the person on her back. She carried the little mute on her back, not forgetting to weigh the weight.
"You are so thin, you must eat more in the future."
The little mute: ¡°¡¡±
"You are too weak, you can't beat me every time."
The little mute: ""
This little monkI don¡¯t know what he ate when he was growing up. He is as strong as an ox. Every time I carry him, it¡¯s like carrying a torn plastic bag.
"hold me."
The little monk felt like he was going to fall.
The little mute didn¡¯t move at all.
"If you don't hug my neck, then I can only hug you in another way. Although it is not good to hug a boy with a princess hug, you can't blame me for being disobedient"
The person on the back silently stretched out a pair of arms and hugged her neck.
The sun was setting in the distance, with grass stretching across the sky behind them, and the two figures were stretched far apart.
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Li Qinian felt that he was so absorbed in the drama that when he lowered his head again, he saw a pair of white and tender little hands.
She smiled and said: "It's weird"
Before she could say the word "love", she covered her throat and stared wide-eyed.
What the hell?
Did she make that soft and waxy little milky sound just now? ! !
¡¾Ding dong, the host relationship has been bound, I am your private system 438! ¡¿
A familiar mechanical sound suddenly came from my mind.
"Xiao Sanba?"
She didn¡¯t care about her little milky voice, her expression was shocked, and she called 438¡¯s name.
¡°Nian Nian?!!!¡±
The originally mechanized voice suddenly changed.
? 438When his eyes turn red, snot and tears will burst out!
"It's really you"
438 scanned the host¡¯s DNA and found out that it was really Li Qinian. He cried like an aggrieved child with a ¡°wow¡± sound, his little breasts twitching, and the cry was heartbreaking.
"Niannian Wo, Wo miss you so much Wo is useless, woo woo"
¡°Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo [omph, burp¡¡±
"I'm so happywuwuwu, what should I do, wo, wo, wo can't stop crying"
Li Qinian listened to her crying, and for the first time, he felt that the sound was so pleasant to his ears.
"Be good, don't cry."
As soon as she opened her mouth, she was tired of her soft voice.
"Niannian, Ni, why did it become like thisso cute woo woo woo"
438 I cried for too long and couldn¡¯t stop.
Li Qinian also wanted to know the answer. She stared at her clothes:
"Am I wearing it again?"
And dressed like a little kid?
Wait.
Why do these clothes look familiar? !
She stood up, looked at her clothes, and found that the clothes were exactly the same as the little cassock in her dream!
"Fuck, isn't it?"
She quickly ran to the creek and saw the face in the water clearly through the reflection!
Big brain!
No hair!
Tiger head tiger brain!
It¡¯s really the little monk in my dream! !
Li Qinian: ""
She had so many thoughts in her mind that she began to recall what happened on the day she fell into the water
So she died first and then lived again?
She told the story to 438. After hearing it, 438 was not too surprised:
"Do you still remember the protective shield you bought? In times of crisis, it will automatically protect the owner." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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