There were no flowers, no salutes, and no welcome to the primary school students who were welcomed by the way. Su Bai and Hills seemed very low-key when they walked out of the place of attainment, and could even be described as deserted.

There was only one tombstone left in the entire land of enlightenment, which was Su Bai's own tombstone. The other tombstones were all crushed and sent into Hills' body. Hills was still very satisfied with this.

Of course, people are really angry. Looking at the man in front of him, Hills really feels that he has no joy in his success in his enlightenment. Although he is all the enlightened ones, Su Bai has achieved a sense of transcendence, and he is nothing more than making his role in this game bigger.

Therefore, when Su Bai invited Hill to go back to the small temple to rest, Hills directly chose to refuse.

Limited life and limited life, especially in the near future, to face greater tests in that world, Hills hopes that he can be as happy as possible during this period, rather than becoming a jealous and resentful woman.

Hills left, and Su Bai returned to the small temple alone.

The mountains in the small temple are full of flowers, and the monk is stir-frying tea. The fragrant and rich tea fragrance spreads, refreshing the heart.

Sometimes, in a group, anyone can be lacking, but only people who have the interest in life and know how to cook are. Monks have been in this group for a long time as both father and mother.

Su Bai sat down on a chair in the yard. The fat man floated around Su Bai, with his long hair floating, as if he was playing with the aristocratic ghost. Of course, according to Fat Man himself, it was because those ancestors would not have any short hairstyles, and he was trying to make himself more immersive.

Buddha still did the same thing every day according to his schedule, but today he deliberately postponed his evening class, came to the yard, and sat down with Su Bai.

The two of them didn't talk much, and topics like "how the weather" obviously did not apply to these two men.

The monk took out the tea set and started making tea. The fat man still didn't take back his body. He was still floating around with his soul. He seemed to like this feeling of freedom.

Xun'er did not participate in this party. She was in seclusion. Of course, it might have been an escape she chose. At this time, it was a bit inappropriate for her to attend this party.

Some people are not around, but their relationships can become more and more delicious like old wine hidden in a cellar. However, some people are more and more like boiled water, not just a estrangement, but the meaning of forgetting each other is becoming more and more obvious.

The monk's tea was brewed, each person had a cup of it, and the fat man directly absorbed the fragrance of the tea, which was a bit like a ghost going home to enjoy the sacrifice.

Su Bai took a sip of tea. To be honest, the tea is very average, much inferior to the tea made by monks before. Master Su is not a person who doesn’t know how to taste it. No matter how good the tea is like a fat man, it will be drunk as if it is cool.

The monk's tea making skills cannot regress, so the problem is probably lies in this tea.

This tea,

not good.

Master Buddha frowned slightly, obviously something was wrong.

The monk continued to drink naturally, then put down the teacup and said, "Tea is like..."

"Tea is like life. Without the precipitation of time, it will not taste so much. If someone takes a photo for us at this time, it can be used as a composition topic for middle school students."

The fat man smiled and spoke first.

This time, the fat man cut off the monk's chicken soup in advance.

The monk was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "If the tea is not delicious, don't force it."

“……………” Fatty.

Everyone put down their teacups.

Su Bai looked at the monk and didn't think there was anything before, but now it seems that the monk is indeed much weaker, and this weakness is continuing.

"Is there something wrong with my body?"

Su Bai asked.

The monk shook his head, "No problem."

The Buddha said, "You're still stingy."

The mountain flowers in the yard are all fertile, and they are all nurtured by the monk's own vitality. It is a bit like the old wealthy and noble walking along the way. The Buddha said that the monk was stingy, which means that the monk did not add too much vitality to the tea tree.

Drinking tea makes me feel like I have a bloody bun.

The little guy was taken out by Jixiang. When Su Bai came back, he was taking a nap. Now he crawled on Su Bai's body and hugged his father and refused to let go. However, his little nose was still smelling, as if he had discovered that something had changed on his father, and it had become a little different.

A spiritual child is a spiritual child. Although he grows very slowly in this world, his spiritual sense is still there.

"Do you feel isolated?" Master Buddha suddenly asked.

"What?" Su Bai couldn't understand. Of course, this was just an attitude.

"It's beyond the world." Buddha asked, "and we are all still in the five elements."

"It's just that I have temporarily escaped the control of the radio on me, and I am now in front of you, the radio can see me."

"Then why don't you go to seclusion?" The fat man suddenly asked, "Hide well and wait until the broadcast is over. Damn, no one can stop you if you want to be Jesus."

"Impossible." The monk shook his head at this time, "The rules of broadcasting will not change. Even if it fails to enter that world, it will never allow the world it has already colonized. If Su Bai blindly hides himself and is not ready to go to that world, the final outcome is that before we go to that world, the broadcast will ask us to solve Su Bai first."

Su Bai nodded, obviously agreeing with the monk's statement.

"But no matter what, it's much better than us. At least you can breathe a little free air." The fat man still envies Su Bai now, "When you don't want to enter the story world, you can still stay there. How wonderful."

"In the end, I will take the train with you." Su Bai seemed very calm when he said this. He didn't plan to struggle not to go to the train. He knew that Lizhi was waiting for her in that world, and he had still had very important things to do. Therefore, he didn't plan to linger or struggle in this matter. In the last story world, he had actually thought it through.

After the tea party, Su Bai carried the little guy back to the bedroom. The little guy played with toys, Jixiang watched from the side, while Su Bai was lying on the bed, watching the TV in front of him.

Sometimes, people are really strange. When you are ordinary, you want to strive to change this ordinary, but those who are often extraordinary will constantly yearn for this ordinary.

Perhaps, it is because of different states, or it is because of different mentality, and the whining without illness with a sour smell always hits some people's g-points.

Looking at his palm, it seemed that the picture of enlightenment was still in front of him. The road was destined to become narrower and narrower. Su Bai was not sure about the plan of Lizhi. He was not even sure whether Lizhi was still alive in that world. But perhaps the monk said before was right, that is, if he had no parents, he would probably have lost the meaning of survival.

In ancient mythology, agarwood splits the mountain to save her mother, but when she comes to her, she goes through a lot of hardships to find her parents and then kill them.

The process is the same.

There was a knock on the door outside. Xun'er came in with some fruits and fed them to the little guy himself, but the little guy only ate a few bites and didn't want to eat them anymore. Su Bai could see that the little guy's attitude towards Xun'er was always close. Perhaps it was because Xun'er thought it was Su Bai's illegitimate son when she first met the little guy, and Ling Tong felt Xun'er's hostility towards him when she first met.

But the key to the problem may not be here. After all, the fat guy had stolen the little guy to hand in the task, but now the relationship between the two is the best.

"You can have something too, I'll go to rest." Xun'er left the room like this.

There was not much communication between each other.

Su Bai didn't feel anything, after all, nothing really happened between the two sides.

“Doudu……………………………………………”

The little guy was lying on the bed and was shaking something in his hand. Su Bai turned his head and looked at it and found that the toys the fat man bought for the little guy were really diverse. There were props for a cartoon character, a black plastic whip.

The little guy was waving it excitedly, and then the little guy looked at Su Bai.

Su Bai's eyes sank slightly,

The little guy immediately realized that this game did not seem to be liked by his father, so he quickly threw away the plastic whip and continued to play with his building blocks.

Jixiang on the side is still indifferent. Yes, it is a fantasy to ask a cat to take care of the child's daily life. It would be even more incredible if you ask a cat to educate the child about the comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor.

Su Bai got out of bed, squatted down in front of the little guy, reached out and pinched the little guy's face that seemed to be shattering, and said:

"What are you remembering in your little bag of melon?"

Of course, this is also Su Bai's own fault. His father was not like a father, but when he first met Yingying, he actually brought the little guy with him when he first met her.

Su Bai finally got the bitter fruit of the upper beam not straight and the lower beam not straight.

When I thought of Yingyinger, Su Bai suddenly felt that she missed her a little. In the past, she used to be in Shanghai, and every time she was in a bad mood or was bored, she liked to talk to Yingyinger. Looking at the woman who knows the best of men's thoughts and knows how to please you is really a pleasure in front of you.

At this moment, Su Bai's cell phone rang.

I took it out and looked at it. It was actually a WeChat message from Ying Yinger:

"You haven't been to the treatment for a long time."

Su Bai smiled. Maybe he had too many concerns and constraints in the past, but now, he is already a semi-free, and he can indeed be a little willful and casual.

"good."

Su Bai only replied one word, there is no need to ask the other person where he has time and when is convenient, etc. These questions were not needed before, nor in the future.

At this moment, Su Bai suddenly turned around and saw that the fat man's soul had floated into his room at some point. He blocked all his spiritual senses in the small temple. Otherwise, the big guy, the Buddha monk, Fatty, Xun'er, and the others would be under pressure from the big guy all the time. Therefore, the fat guy's coming in was not discovered in advance by Su Bai.

The fat man's soul came to Su Bai's screen, as if he was peeking at Su Bai's chat records.

Then a face,

He was so red that he was holding it up,

Very hard work,
Chapter completed!