Chapter 1112 She dressed as a little monk

  The season's eyes flickered: "What's the use of death, being alive... is the most painful."

  The dead are gone, and the living are suffering.

  ……

  Li Qinian felt that she had a long, long dream.

  In the dream, the birds and flowers are scented, the wind is beautiful, the sandalwood is lingering around the chanting, she ran around in front of the Buddha statue every day, and someone behind her was chasing her with a broomstick.

   "Little Qi, don't run! Did you steal Uncle Li's chicken again?!"

  "Brother, I did not steal the chicken, but it jumped into my arms by itself, and insisted on walking with me..."

  The little monk named Xiao Qi held his big bald head, his head was bright, and his two short legs could run without any ambiguity.

  "Don't run, stop!"

  The screen turns once.

  There is another back figure in the dream.

"stand up."

  The child's voice was immature, with a maturity and steadiness that did not belong to this age, Li Qinian immediately heard that it was a little mute voice.

"do not want!"

  The little monk lay in the grass catching Xia Chan, resting his cheeks in his hands, his small face bulging, and his robes had been stained with a lot of mud.

   "Little dumb, you get out of the way, you scared him away."

  Little mute: "..."

  The little boy standing by the side finally couldn't bear her being so messy, and grabbed her by the back collar, trying to lift people from the ground.

  Unexpectedly, the little monk looked thin and weak, but his strength was not small. Instead of pulling her up, he fell into the grass instead.

  Little mute: "..."

"Are you OK?"

  The little monk blinked his big eyes like black grapes, rode on top of him, and turned him over.

  This time, Li Qinian finally saw the face of the little mute.

  The boy’s eyebrows were cold, and his long black eyes were pure and pure, like an extremely beautiful little fairy boy. At this time, he fell and he just tightened his thin lips and twisted his brows...

  Li Qinian looked at this indifferent little face, and his heart was shocked like a thunder! !

  Why does this little dumb boy look so much like his childhood elder brother? !

  No, it's not just like, it's almost exactly the same!

  She once saw a picture of Jiang Wang when she was a child in Jiang’s family. Except for the little mute look colder than Jiang Wang, there is almost no difference between the two! !

  The little dumb boy is a fool?

  What about the little monk?

  Why did she dream of Brother Wang when she was a child?

   "Little dumb, you look so beautiful."

  The little monk rode on him, poked his delicate face like a shelled egg, then folded his hands together and clicked a little chin.

   "Amitabha."

  Crimes and sins, the master said, can’t boast that the opposite **** is good-looking, she has violated **** and precepts again.

  Just when she opened her eyes, she looked at the fairy-child-like face under her, and she blinked her eyes earnestly:

  "But it’s really pretty. The Buddha said, you can’t lie as a human being. I should admit that the little dumb is good-looking, but admit that the little dumb is good-looking, and I have violated the precepts of **** again..."

  She scratched her head and found that she has no hair.

  "When you look back, you have to ask Master, which Buddha said these words, and whoever has more powerful magic power, I will listen to whoever said it."

  Little mute: "..."

  Does your Buddha know that you are so powerful?

   "Little mute, I will carry you back."

  The little monk is not very old, but his personality is very strong.

"no need."

   "No, you are injured."

  The little monk retorted in a serious manner, pointing to his elbow that was rubbed by the gravel. The wound was very small, but the skin was broken, and the blood did not flow.

  Little mute: "I just hurt my hand, not that I can’t walk."

  The little monk shook his head, folded his hands together, his little expression was serious:

   "Amitabha, Master said, let me take good care of you. I must treat you as a delicate flower."

  Speaking, she didn't give him a chance to go back at all, and she carried the person on her back rudely. She carried the little mute on her back and did not forget to weigh the weight.

   "You are so thin, I will eat more in the future."

  Little mute: "..."

   "You are too weak, you can't beat me every time."

  Little mute: "..."

  The little monk didn’t know what he had grown up with. He was as powerful as an ox. Every time he carried him, it was like a broken plastic bag.

"hold me."

  The little monk felt that he was about to fall.

  The little dumb stayed still.

  "If you don't hold my neck, then I can only hold you in another way. Although it is not very good to hold a boy with a princess, but you are not obedient, you can't blame me..."

The person on    silently stretched out a pair of arms and held her neck.

  In the distance, the setting sun sets, and behind is the grass and sky, the two figures are stretched out.

  …………

  Li Qinian felt that he had watched too much, so that when he lowered his head again, he saw a pair of white and tender little hands.

  She laughed and said, "It's still weird..."

   Before the word "love" was spoken, she covered her throat and opened her eyes wide.

  What the hell?

  She made the soft and sweet little milk sound just now? ! !

  【Ding Dong, the host relationship has been bound, I am your private system 438! 】

   A familiar mechanical sound suddenly came in his mind.

   "Little 38?"

  She didn't care about her little milk voice, she looked shocked, and called 438's name.

  "Read it?!!!"

  The original mechanized voice suddenly changed.

  438 eyes red, snot and tears will gush out!

   "It's really you..."

  438 scanned the host's DNA and found that it was really Li Qinian, who looked like an aggrieved child, cried out with a "wow" sound, the little milk sounded and matched, and the people who heard the cry were heartbroken.

   "Nian Nian...wo, Wo miss you so much...wo is useless..."

   "Oh oh oh oh... hiccup..."

  "I’m so happy...oooooooo, what to do, I can’t stop crying..."

  Li Qinian listened to her crying, and for the first time felt that the sound was so pleasant.

   "Hey, don't cry."

  As soon as she spoke, she was tired of her soft voice.

   "Niannian, mud, how did it become like this... so cute..."

  438 Crying for too long, she couldn't stop at all.

  Li Qinian also wanted to know the answer, she stared at her clothes:

   "Am I wearing this again?"

  Was it a little kid?

wait.

  Why are these clothes a little familiar? !

  She stood up, looked at her clothes, and found that it was exactly the same as the little robes in her dream!

   "Fuck, isn't it?"

  She hurried to the stream and saw the face in the water through the reflection!

  Big head!

  No hair!

  Tiger head tiger brain!

   is really the little monk in the dream! !

  Li Qinian: "..."

  With many thoughts in her heart, she began to recall what happened on the day she fell into the water...

  So she died first and then lived again?

  She told 438 the matter. After 438 listened, she was not too surprised:

  "Do you remember the protective shield you bought? In times of crisis, it will automatically protect the owner."

  (End of this chapter)