Transmigration & Reverse Transmigration

That morning's sunshine, the cicada on the mulberry tree in Tianzu Temple, the touch of his slightly cold arms resting on my forearm, and the rare warm smile, were dust sealed in my memory. At that time, I did n’t know. At the moment when he helped me, he had made a decision that I did n’t know, and whether I wanted to or not, from that moment on, my destiny was inextricably linked with him. Stumbled together ...

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Tianzu Temple is very large.

However, this dome is full of prayer flags, the four walls are carved with four seasons of Buddha statues, the inside and outside are filled with large pan incense, the public morals box is as big as Simmons, and the hall where you can run Ferrari's hall is Minmin's nightmare.

I have been kneeling here for a long time, and someone ’s calf has begun to show an early reaction without blood. The arteries are squeezed and contracted, the veins are squeezed and stopped, and the muscles are irregularly twitched. We usually call this state-hemp Already.

Minmin sighed and started the third job to pass the time after "counting the sheep" and "visually measuring the surroundings of the statue of the ancestral Buddha"-hang his throat.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Mimi?-Mimi?-Mimi?-Mimi?-Mimi-?--"

"Min-Min-Miss-!"

The uncle who stood still more than the statue of Buddha was finally intolerable. "Miss Minmin, the noise in the temple is a great disrespect to Tianzu! Our Miss Wen Wen told you to reflect on the two hours before Tianzu, you most Don't make it difficult for me. "While talking, threateningly slapping the family law in the palm ...

Yeah, yeah, the beastly lady Miss Snake in your family tortured me with more than two hours of etiquette training, which is actually an outrageous means of communiques, in order to not delay her tea time. Throw me here to kneel on the floor, and by the way, grant you the power to impose physical punishment on me whenever and wherever possible in order to double the blow to my young mind! (Please finish reading in one breath)

Everyone said that ancient women, especially the ladies who are not at the door, are boring in the boudoir, and something has happened. Since ancient times, the cruel and perverted abuse methods have basically been conspired by these guys. When then the female scorpions in the palace were also a living force. This Wen Wen is both a boudoir and a princess, so what she is doing is a pragmatic practice of the truth "won't go bad in silence, you go metamorphosis in silence"!

I dealt with the expressionless expression of the puppet who was ready to slap his sleeves, "Who said I was making a noise? This is the scripture of our country's ritual Buddha, what do you know?"

"How can the scriptures in your country be read in front of our Buddha?" Of course, that woman would not easily let me go, a woman who had caused her master to climb the carriage dozens of times. Wen, you are disrespectful to Tianzu! I am here to teach you instead of Tianzu! This is the punishment of heaven! "

"Hum! In my opinion, you are contempt of your noble Tianzu Buddha?"

"What do you mean?"

"Have you heard of a sentence? It is called: Dharma has no boundaries ~~ Buddha, it has no national borders ~"

The scrambled sentence was fooled by me.

"Or do you think the great Tianzu Buddha is not capable enough to carry forward the Dharma to the whole world?" I added jealousy.

"When ... of course not ..." She panicked, and she couldn't afford this ungodly behavior.

"So say you, superficial! If you have a whip falling on me who is concentrating on the Buddha, you are stigmatizing the Buddha! Sooner or later, thunder and smashing of the five thunders will not kill the mob wilderness ..."

Intimidating took a step back, and the family law in his hand was also let go. "You, you, you nonsense! Then you say, which Buddhist sect in your country?"

"Pepsi Ranking!"

"How much do you have?"

"There are 500 million less to say! That is 50 million!" This is the truth ...

"What's the name of your Buddhist scripture?"

"Ye Huimei"

"Which Praise is it?"

"Popular Little King Jay Chou."

"Tell me that Buddhist scripture!"

"Okay," I laughed. "You can regret it ~ I'm basically addicted to this sutra ~"

Then I rolled my tongue into three volumes, screaming "In the Name of the Father" as clearly as possible, during which I rapped RAP with a strong rhythm with the help of a crazy knock! In addition, the voice of the Italian soprano soprano shrieked with a narrowed throat was very religious ...

I collapsed ...

A long time later, the uncle led a group of good men and women to ask me what the popular little king is. Joining this Pepsi case teaches how much incense money to donate each year and the like ... I told her sadly that this was a long lost story Ancient church, and taught them the seven-character mantra of this religion very kindly:

do, ri, mi, fa, sao, la, si ...

Of course, these are the last words. In short, the cymbals of Zhang Yawu claws were immediately immersed in my "Sound of Heaven" and couldn't extricate themselves. Their eyes were dull for a long time.

In order to help her to better build and deepen her mind, I did not hesitate to bring a hand knife at her side carotid artery!

"Amen ~"

After knocking her down with the most elegant smile, I couldn't wait to get up to refresh my knees and stiff limbs. Pressing his legs, squatting his waist, and making a few brisk little jumps, I suddenly found that this hall that can run Ferrari is an excellent stage!

The afternoon sun outside was infinitely bright, and the soft spring breeze was drawn into the scent of grass and dirt, which instantly broke through the thousand-year-old incense in the temple! A breath of vitality came from all directions, and the unknown bird sang a string of tenderness! I feel inexplicably happy!

Putting on a ballet standard standing position, I was spinning around the temple like a white feathered pigeon! Dance steps without a name, tunes without a source, just want to dance, just want to laugh, just want to call, just so sunny afternoon makes me feel good!

Crossing the Golden Rule Article 6:

When the female lead falls, she will be held up! And this person is 80% handsome!

Facts have proven that there is a law of crossing the golden.

Every dance of the heroine is not a white jump.

Therefore, in the future, if you want to speed up the plot, you may wish to do nothing.

So, when I did three dizzy spins and fell backwards with dizziness, a warm and generous embrace appeared unsurprisingly.

I closed my eyes and asked in the arms of the prepared male lead:

"first name."

A dull laugh came from overhead, and then a sound like a golden drum that I had never heard before came into my ear with a smile,

"... Los Angeles."

Why, how can even the sound be so nice ah! I can't wait to open my eyes to see the owner of this voice ...

Cute little boy!

This is the first word reflected in my mind. How could there be such a handsome person! !!

If Xiao Shou is beautiful, the big fox is cold, and Yang's guard is cool, then this man is: Ya-and it is the kind of Ya that brings elegantness to the fullest!

Looking at Minmin in a daze, Luocheng smiled, and a thin thin lip slid out a charming arc, and the dark, stippling eyes instantly turned into a seductive vortex, causing countless girls to fall ... Xiao Shou will become a girl killer when he grows up, then this man is definitely a super upgraded version! All killed from eight to eighty!

"Awesome!"

I blurted out unconsciously. This person seems to be quite accustomed to the long-lasting stunning of others. He doesn't care what I mumbled, and freely plays with my short hair ...

"Rare haircut ... soft, cute, my kitten ~" He kissed a strand of hair and kissed him.

The goosebumps have fallen off the ground!

Conditioning regained his arms, and I stepped back instinctively. I instantly hit a 15% off on the good feeling of this handsome guy!

This guy ... is a pervert ... or a pervert ...

kitten?

Evil ~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have followed a little aversion to my whole body ...

Seeing me trembling, the man chuckled: "What? What are you afraid of? You asked for someone's name and didn't report your name?"

Then he jerked out a folding fan, shaking it chicly while posing Playboy's typical playful expression sticking like a piece of kraft candy. "Excuse me, please?"

This guy seems to have an unusual interest in my short hair!

Waving away his claws that messed up my hair, I suddenly reluctantly told him my name. This kind of psychology can be boiled down to the sequelae of the adult's teaching to us from childhood that "you can't eat sugar from strangers."

"You, who are you? Why do you want to tell me my name and I will tell you? This girl doesn't tell you!" I braced him with a costume, because I wore a fox forced this morning by a big fox. Set of soft yellow gauze skirts and some unknown jewelry, it is not cheap, it is more than enough to want to wear a lady show.

Few people did not bow down under his fan, and after hearing that, he raised his eyebrows in doubt, and looked back a little, "The kitten is the four lords?"

The expression on my face said in shock: how do you know?

He chuckled, "Because of the ancestor worshiping Tianzu today, there are only two people who are qualified to enter the backyard: one is a royal family, and this year His Royal Highness came to the Four Highness. The other is the Tianzu Temple. Master. Because I am the latter, you must be the former. "

"Are you a monk?" (What logic)

"Isn't that a pity?" Before he could see how he moved, this guy came to me again, holding his waist in an untruthful hand, and lowering his head softly in my ear: "Heaven The owner of the ancestral temple is King Luo. "

What is your name?

My name is Los Angeles.

"You're King Luo ?!" I was horrified!

Immediately denied himself.

"No, no ... this is impossible ..." Not to mention the appearance, this guy's temperament and physique are far from King Luo, and cannot be the same person.

"Hey, who are you? Wouldn't it be King Luo's son?"

"Oh ... While King Luo was born, how could I have such a big son? However, I can tell you that although I am not King Luo's person, I can freely enter and leave King Luo's palace, but wherever King Luo is Can't have me. Who do you say I am? "

My eyes ranged from his fluttering white robe to his Playboy essential prop fan, to the elegant elegance hanging from the waist, obviously from the purse and valuable jade of the hand of a beautiful hand of a heart, and then to him Nougat stuck to the arm around my waist, and finally landed on his handsome smile that died of electrocution. Suddenly he patted him on the shoulder ...

"I see. You are indeed the one to do this."

"what?"

"It's okay, everyone understands it. Just rest assured, I won't say it."

"What to say?"

"You know it. Now, in exchange for helping me keep your secrets, you are not allowed to tamper with me."

"No ~ Yes ~, just say what you want to say. As for me, continue to do whatever you want ..." The big hand started to move around me.

This rogue!

"You, please wait for me!" He held his hand desperately. "Did your dynasty not have the virtue of" men and women not giving or receiving "?"

"Um ... yes, but the kitten is not an ordinary woman, right?" He smiled and easily got rid of my restraint and continued his exploration work on me. "And I happen to be an ordinary man ..."

"Boom!"

I clapped my hands and stood up beside someone who was lying on the ground and unable to move.

"Yes, you are not an ordinary man," I smiled, "... you are a wolf."

To be honest, if I knew that there would be such serious consequences in the future, I would definitely not kick that kick. I would have known that it would be better to let him want to touch and hug if he wanted to hug, and it would be ok to get tired ... I won't beat him ... In the future, I often think so ...

I leaped out of the Buddhist temple, then turned around and made a face at him, "Being a wife's adulterer is still so arrogant, beware of retribution, the color-wolf-!" And then quickly run away!

While chasing like a headless fly, he imagined that he would just escape from the sky.

Of course, this kind of unplanned and unprepared escape will not have good results, so in fact, before I got out of the backyard, it was caught by the god-like Yang guard, who threw me like a chick In front of the big fox. Suddenly he walked the wall with his eaves on his eaves, and I suddenly realized an extraordinary fact: Maybe this Yang guard's work was very strong!

The big fox was holding a string of beads to play piety, and turned a blind eye to this ugly act that took place under the eyes of the broad daylight. I didn't ask why I did n’t study etiquette in the Buddhist temple.

A piece of paper fell in front of me, and the big fox commanded expressionlessly, "Back down."

I scanned it, and it was two poems, which showed their devotion to the Buddha. The latter one is obviously deeper and more effective than the previous one. I looked at the big fox with a questioning look.

"That's for Master Mingjing."

"Master Mingjing?"

"The Hou Ming got the first monk, traveled the world, has deep Buddhism, is proficient in astronomy and geography, and learns ancient, modern and future."

"Future ?!" My eyes brightened!

"What?" The big fox glanced at me suspiciously.

"No, it's nothing, you continue!" There is no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere! Maybe this Mingjing Master is my important breakthrough in anti-crossing!

"Master Mingjing sees only one person once a year, sees one person at a time, sees his heart, and discerns poetry. This year, only two people have met Master Mingjing, one is me and the other is King Luo. This topic Yes, Li Buddha. I want you to talk to King Luo as my adopted daughter, and you must lose to him. "

"These two poems?"

"The last Shiloh's poem, the first one is yours."

"how about you?"

"I want you to represent me."

"On your behalf, lose to him? Hmm ... you're very fond of your opponent." But, unfortunately, I don't intend to lose to anyone, I must see Master Mingjing!

"I won't represent you, and I don't want to represent you. Do you really think that you can please him by deliberately losing to King Luo?" I deliberately approached the big fox and smiled evilly. "Please come and believe me Strength, you look at it! "

The fox's eyes suddenly entered a dangerous state after being provoked.

I don't care about you, but now I am full of energy! Poems about Buddha? Crap!

"Waiting for ink and ink!"

"It's a shame that Min Min is a daughter." The big fox once commented after that.

"Wrong, it's a pity that I'm not my daughter, but you who care if I'm male or female." I answered him like this.

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The eyes of Master Mingjing are annoying to me, as if piercing through all eyes, turning up the deepest mud in my heart. Minmin also has such eyes. It is only detachment in the eyes of Master Mingjing, and pity in the eyes of Minmin. I don't need pity. I do not regret what I do, and always know exactly what I am doing.

Although King Luo is from the middle of the martial arts, he has eyes only for politicians. This person can be a good ally or a good opponent. For now, I hope it is the former.

The fragrance that has been burning for thousands of years is permeated in this Buddhist temple. The strands have infiltrated every floor tile and every post here.

Master Mingjing said that the sound of chanting and the murmur of countless young monks knocking on the wooden fish lingered around the entire hall, as if enchanted by mantras and eternal Sanskrit sounds, choking me, choking, choking!

King Luo Yin praised his poems, and the master was very satisfied. Yes, I knew that King Luo was also a very cultivated person in Buddhism. Master Mingjing looked at me and briefly recalled the poem that Minmin wrote on the paper, and I hesitated to speak.

"Trust me! Definitely impress King Luo!" She looked at my eyes full of expectations, what was she expecting?

"It's ugly."

"His Royal Highness, please listen to the old monk."

I groaned and spoke slowly:

"...

Being a linden tree,

The heart is like a mirror,

Wipe from time to time,

Don't make it dust. "

Suddenly I have a question. Is such a poem really written by Min Min?

Master Mingjing is looking at me with a strange look, believing that his heart is as full of questions as I am. It is only his question: Is such a poem really written by someone with my dirty eyes?

The master folded his hands, said a ring of Buddha, and sighed, "The old monk is still very shallow, and he has no eyes or people. Four lords, please inside."

"Slow-with-!"

A clear voice cut through the Sanskrit sound of the ancient temple for thousands of years, disrespectful and rebellious. With the noisy vocals and the door opening suddenly, the dazzling sunlight outside rushed into the open Buddha hall! The fresh wind swept away the suffocation! The corner of my mouth even smiled unconsciously.

"Master, it's been a long time ~"

A cat-like girl leaned on the door with a sly smile, the warm light naughtily covered her eyebrows, the guard on her knees outside the door, the stunning flash in Luo's eyes, and the moment's deep distress in the eyes of the master I pretended I didn't see it.

"Minmin, it must be irrational." I walked over and pulled her behind, saluting to the master, "This is my newly-recognized righteous woman, naughty and willful, I don't understand the rules. It is because I am not very disciplined and rude ... ... "

"Isn't the girl here?" Master Mingjing interrupted me suddenly.

In the eyes of Minmin, a kind of joy that everyone can see instantly erupted, and happily approached the master.

"It's really a master! Did you see it all? Too fierce! Tell me, what else can you see?"

"Minmin, don't be disrespectful to the master!"

"Um ~~ I still see a lot of things, but unfortunately the secret cannot be leaked ~~" The master turned out to be very happy, and dealt with Min Min's embarrassment.

"What about the fate?"

"You can say half."

"Deal!"

"Minmin ..." Pulled her down and lowered her voice, "Did you forget why you came here?" From the moment she discovered, she was obviously more interested in the master than King Luo!

"Of course I remember." She blinked mischievously, adding, "This is a double-edged bird!"

Turning around, Minmin said with full of energy on his hips: "Master, let's follow the rules, now I will also write a poem to see if I have any fate?"

The master nodded.

Minmin raised his pen and ink, and passed a piece of paper. Master Mingjing swept it again, and his eyes suddenly became bright and energetic! Staring directly at Min Min, he said with a clap of hands: "Girl Min Min, Hui Gen is very good, even the old monk has not been so detached in his 60-year journey! Sure enough, there are people outside, please worship the old monk!"

"Yes! Hey come with me, come on, let's talk behind us!" Minmin dragged the master's sleeve and dragged him to the back hall.

"Well, since you worship me so much, can you say more?"

"So ... six points."

"Too few, nine points!"

"Leakage days have a chance to break Yangshou, seven points!"

"It's not fun enough, at least eight!"

"The deal."

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The two strangers walked away, leaving a room of stunned mortals.

Minmin, this woman is really a baby.

The master's poem left on the table by Minmin was blown to the ground by the wind and slowly unfolded. The people in the Buddhist temple couldn't help but come forward and gather together.

There is also a poem on the paper:

Bodhiban without trees,

Der Spiegel is not Taiwan,

Nothing at all,

Where to provoke dust?

Minmin, who are you?

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