Maybe he knows that Yaoyao is not from the same world. This meeting may be the last and only time.
In his young heart suddenly had some unwilling.
"Why don’t you come to the Chenghuang Temple and we’ll watch the lanterns together?"
Yaoyao went on to argue that she was indifferent by nature, and her family education was strict. She had never been played by others like other children, not to mention this strange story. This seemingly dirty little beggar with stubbornness and courage that others did not have entered her heart for the first time.
Maybe never the second one.
"Good."
Ogawa should show a pair of tiger teeth.
"Hee hee …"
Yaoyao laughed happily for the first time, but Ogawa had never seen beauty before.
……
I have been watching Yaoyao walk into the gate, and Ogawa just sat back in the snow. He wanted to insist on sending Yaoyao to the city, but he thought of his identity, a little beggar who was spurned.
Finally, I can watch like this.
He suddenly bit his teeth and pulled up a pair of small fists tightly.
"I want to practice."
With this in mind, he hobbled back to his ruined temple step by step. Although he doesn’t know what practice is yet, he can do anything without being bullied.
He wants to stay with Yaoyao.
Night arrival
The cold wind blows, the thatch blows, the thatch shakes, the broken window in the temple closes and creaks, but there is silence.
Ogawa slept on the idol side with straw in his head.
I forgot the cold and hunger.
Is practice really free from cold eyes and bullying? But how can we practice? Who are the old man in gray robe and the man in white during the day?
Ogawa thought
"whew!"
Suddenly a black gas broke through the door and came towards him.
"who?"
An alarm Ogawa quickly sat up, but the blink of an eye was already invading his body. Suddenly, a burst of heartbreaking pain suddenly hit his mind, and he felt that he was madly converging somewhere towards his body and slowly melted into the flesh and blood.
"It seems that you are the devil who can trip over your own hands."
A moment later, the gray-robed old man walked into the hall in the daytime, his eyes fixed on the ground, and the miserable little beggar’s mouth floated with an evil smile.
However, compared with the daytime, his gray robe was full of blood, and his arm was soaked bright red, and his palm trembled slightly as if he had been seriously injured.
"Help me help me …"
Ogawa was lying on his back on the straw mat, so painful that he could move. He mumbled in his mouth as if he was looking forward to the man appearing again in the daytime to save himself.
It’s a pity that the moonlight is somewhat bleak.
"Hum"
The old man glanced at Fang Daozu’s old gentleman with a contemptuous sneer at Li Mei and turned to go out, then quickly disappeared.
"Ah …"
Leaving Ogawa alone in the temple, his consciousness became weaker and weaker, and he finally fell into a coma. In the past, black gas poured into his body, and he constantly condensed into his body somewhere in the lower abdomen.
Dantian!
A cold wind swept over and rolled up the snow.
Suddenly, a white man on the roof suddenly appeared to be lying on his back. He raised a hip flask in his hand and drank a mouthful of it. He glanced at the old man who disappeared in the gray robe with anger and compassion. The black gas in the temple raged and changed a child’s bones.
But also change his fate.
A high song echoed in this lonely night.
"the cycle of heaven and the cycle of life and death"
"All beings have a destiny"
……
Sun-wheel rotation
In a blink of an eye, it is a day and night.
Ogawa woke up from a coma, but in a daze, he couldn’t remember what happened just now. Everything was recalled in a short time.
Suddenly I heard this request from F. Ogawa was dazed. God wanted to promise to come, but in the end he still shook his head stubbornly.
