[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 69: Mud Buddha (21)

After finishing the work, the Bodhisattva straightened his clothes.

If you can't help yourself, you can't restrain it many times, and the behavior of a few people is inevitably eager and rude. They participated in this absurd process and accepted to serve the Bodhisattva together. At this moment, it is over, but the cerebral cortex still lingers on.

The gods are not allowed to be profaned, but the Bodhisattva hangs out with them and gradually becomes human-like. Even if it is impossible to leave a mark on the Bodhisattva forever, the Bodhisattva's lips will be red from their kisses. Green plum juice, sinking to the bottom to make wine, sour and astringent with a mellow fragrance, the Bodhisattva is not in the altar, but in the alley.

They are no longer jealous and angry, or they hide everything well, maintaining a weird balance.

At least now Bodhisattva belongs to only a few of them.

They can rely on their own abilities in the long run, but now Lin Huaisheng cannot be alerted and escape.

Because Zhao You did not participate, it seemed that he had received a little reward and compensation at this time, and was able to be near the Bodhisattva. When he saw the Bodhisattva's long hair, he didn't know when it was messed up by someone, and he had to search all over the place where the hairpin was thrown. Zhao You looked down and saw that it was rolling at his feet.

He picked it up, patted the Bodhisattva on the shoulder, waited for Lin Huaisheng to look back at him, and pretended to be upright, not knowing that the Bodhisattva was blessed, and handed him the things.

"...Your hairpin fell off."

Lin Huaisheng glanced at him, thanked him, and took it. It just so happened that after going through the last dungeon, Lin Huaisheng also learned the ability to hold his hair with one hand over time.

A subtle pity welled up in Zhao You's heart.

Who still has long hair now, no one else, so all the men have no place to be courteous at this time. No matter how small a place is, it will make people tempted, and no matter how small it is, it will make people frustrated. This is the skill of a Bodhisattva. And the bodhisattva has boundless mana, so there is no need to do it yourself, but if the bodhisattva does it, he will become a bride from a bodhisattva.

Long hair, long hair...Zhao You was in a trance and suddenly realized, he shouted.

"Hair!"

His voice attracted everyone's attention, and Zhao You was immersed in the surprise of discovering the secret,

"The so-called brown tentacles, do they look like the hair of a giant?"

"Pangu opened the sky, and died of exhaustion. After Pangu died, his eyes became the sun and the moon, his voice was wind, cloud, thunderstorm, his body was mountains and rivers, and his blood was In Jianghe, the hair is the vegetation..." Zhao You looked around the crowd, "This is just a myth, but isn't it strangely consistent with our current situation? Maybe there is a giant like Pangu, and the brown tentacles are his long Hair. A giant is a god."

Several people looked at each other, Zhao You's idea was nonsensical, but it did broaden their thinking virtually.

The river god stood up straight, he sighed.

"If it is, then it is really a terrifying god."

The rest of the people did not speak, but they had the same worry in their hearts.

There was a slight smile on the pale face of the River God. He stretched out his hand towards Lin Huaisheng, as if pulling, like a coronation. Even though they were about to face a giant-like god, he stood with Lin Huaisheng unwaveringly.

"Are you ready, my Bodhisattva?" The

six

people completely abandoned the safe Bodhisattva Temple. They walked into the rain and chose not to back down.

Zhao You also put the statue on his back. According to him, even if the statue is useless, the god who is hiding in the dark cannot be taken advantage of for nothing. At this time, the six people were physically exhausted, and they could be regarded as desperate to fight.

For Lin Huaisheng, he did not step out of the Bodhisattva Temple for only one day, but the outside world suddenly changed drastically. The Bodhisattva Temple, which was originally safe, suddenly turned into a closed well. The people inside sat and looked at the sky, thinking that the scene facing the temple gate could represent all the world outside the mountain, but the whole mountain had been split into two. part.

The desolate scenery can still be seen everywhere, but a little bit of greenery is interspersed among them. It is not spring now, and it is even more impossible to have such a thriving scene after the flood.

Wang Yang looked at it and said, "It's the nourishment of those 'flesh and blood'."

Those monsters who were once villagers were skinned and boned after being selected by the sheep incarnated by the gods. The flesh and blood became nourishment, but the blood became nourishment, which made the land rejuvenate.

Zhao You pointed to a certain place: "Look! There is also jasmine." There are jasmine dots in the

flowers, even if there is a barren wasteland with no grass growing beside it, the jasmine still blooms beautifully in this small piece of tender grass. So much so that everyone could tell where the slaughterhouse where Bai Yang slaughtered the monster villagers was, and where the few monsters were hiding.

"Becoming a monster is not the most painful end for them."

"It's a corpse during the day, and it returns to a human form at night. Even if it's like a walking dead, it can still be alive. The most extreme horror is still death."

After finishing speaking, Li Qingming broke off a jasmine and handed it to Lin Huaisheng in full view.

Sui Lin said: "What are you doing!"

His words were filled with anger, obviously thinking that Li Qingming's actions were disturbing and kind.

Li Qingming said, "The Bodhisattva hasn't received flowers for a long time, hasn't he?"

His eyes were full of sincerity, but he laughed at Sui Rin's fuss, and he just wanted to send Lin Huaisheng flowers.

Sui Lin was forced to turn off the fire. In addition to incense, bouquets of melons and fruits are indispensable for worshiping the gods. Of course, Sui Lin knows this kind of custom. Sui Rin was just displeased with Li Qingming's superior appearance.

Lin Huaisheng also knew that Li Qingming was telling the truth. When he first came to the dungeon, the crude vases on the altar of the Bodhisattva Temple also had flowers in them, and they were all withered, but no one would let that vase sit idle.

Seeing Lin Huaisheng reaching out to take it, Li Qingming was in a good mood, so he said.

"Don't worry, even if the flesh and blood are dirty, these plants are the essence and will not be dangerous."

Lin Huaisheng said, "You know a lot."

Li Qingming's expression froze for a moment before he realized that the Bodhisattva's connection to his flowers was just a temptation. Li Qingming gritted his teeth and smiled. The Bodhisattva is really amazing. It seems that no matter what he does, he is cold-hearted. What is the difference between a golden body, a silver body and a mud body? As long as a Bodhisattva is not a physical body, his heart is empty of.

If the bodhisattva is in the flesh, then he is the real world of mortals.

But the Bodhisattva didn't throw away the flower either, he licked it with his light white fingers, and after a while, the little jasmine went to his hair to accompany the simple and elegant hairpin.

It turned out that the Bodhisattva liked Jasmine.

After that, it was a long road, and the cracked land can still be seen everywhere, but they must have Jasmine along the way. Even Sui Lin said that there had never been so many Jasmines on the mountain before. They are clustered near or far away, echoing each other from a distance, and the elegant fragrance seems to permeate their clothes. They all longed to be plucked, and to be adorned in the Bodhisattva's hair, but this time the Bodhisattva no longer favored them.

Too much jasmine, the rich aroma is more like a trap.

As for Lin Huaisheng's reaction to Jasmine, he just thought of the last story, Qingzhong and Wanfeng, and maybe there was a figure outside the Buddhist gate. In the last period of time, Lin Huaisheng lived very peacefully, so he only liked Jasmine in that place.

In front may be the burial site of countless villagers. This place is the most lush and lush. There is even a huge tree that Li Qingming and Sui Lin have not seen for many years. The trunk is thick and the roots are winding on the ground. Go, there is no second tree around that can compare with it, it is almost like the most obvious coordinate of this barren mountain.

Wang Yang suddenly said: "Perhaps this is why Zhao Yousuo finds it familiar."

"Compared with hair, brown, tentacles... are more like tree roots, aren't they? The vegetation grows best here, and it is possible that a large number of villagers live here. The carcass of the white sheep was cut up here, and the meat frequently fell on this piece of land, so there was this tree in front of us. We met the sheep yesterday, and it was probably also nearby, but the night was too dark, so we didn't check carefully at that time nearby."

Zhao You emphasizes intuition and can always give inspiration suddenly when everyone's thoughts are in trouble, while Wang Yang is thoughtful and his views often hit the nail on the head. In the dungeon, Wang Yang is the only person in the whole mountain who went out to study in college, so he is naturally unusually smart. But when choosing character cards, is it also destined to be drawn by a smart player?

Lin Huaisheng quietly watched Zhao You and Wang Yang asking and answering like a performance.

Zhao You said: "So it's the tree god?"

But his expression was not firm.

Wang Yang said: "No, it's this mountain."

Lin Huaisheng went further in the answers of these two people.

"To be more precise, it is this land."

"Everything has animism and can become a spirit, but to become a god, the road is long and obstructed. The river god and I become gods through the way of condensing beliefs. The time is the shortest in the law of God, but you have already seen its disadvantages."

Heshen and Lin Huaisheng agreed with each other, and finally made a final decision.

"First there is heaven and earth, and then there are all things. Even the gods will not be higher than heaven and earth. And the earth bears all things, tree roots, white sheep, floods, it can be said that everything on the earth is its part and its incarnation "

[Ding Dong--]

[Task 2: Find the culprit (completed)]

Hearing the prompt, Lin Huaisheng only felt irony.

The culprit, whether it refers to the torrential rain and flood, or the killing of Wang Yang's father, sounds so unforgivable, but for this land, it should take back its own things. Humans, gods, and the races that depend on it continue to hurt it arrogantly. Everything that happened today is just an add-on to the anger of the earth spirit.

Suddenly, Lin Huaisheng pointed the finger at Li Qingming.

"Li Qingming, you are a 'ghost'."

Lin Huaisheng asked directly, but his tone was already very firm.

Li Qingming didn't feel the panic and anger after being exposed, he quietly admired the bodhisattva's recognition of him.

"A ghost does not imply that there are real ghosts, but that it means 'becoming a tiger'. It's just that what appeared in front of us was not a tiger, but a goat. We have been circling around the outer layer of the truth for a long time."

Li Qingming smiled and said: "It's so simple that it can't really be called a trick, but it's very effective, isn't it?"

He said, he took off his glasses, and for the first time let people see his eyes thoroughly. His eyes were extremely dark, or in other words, without pupils. No one would have thought that such a terrifying secret was hidden under the glasses.

Li Qingming turned his dark eyes to look at Lin Huaisheng, but he himself was very calm.

"It's a little ugly... But it doesn't affect my vision, and the deception on the glasses has never been discovered. Over time, I have forgotten about it."

"It was very angry, even though I wanted to help it, but It still gives me pain."

"Just like everything humans do to it." At some

point, that white sheep, perhaps now the incarnation of the earth spirit, disappeared from the bushes behind Li Qingming. Drilled out, and then came to Li Qingming's side. It looked around the crowd indifferently, and finally looked at the wooden box containing the statue.

"The first time I realized my responsibility was when the Bodhisattva failed to fulfill the wishes of the villagers to pray for rain.

" , can no longer help humans."

"They pray for rain, pray for fertile land, pray for good crops, and pray for gold to be dug again... These things can be easily done for this land. The more Bodhisattvas do, the more The more you are suspected of acting on your behalf. If these responsibilities are returned to the original owner, the Bodhisattva will not suffer so much."