I Became a Loophole in the World

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The dense golden Buddha culture is a golden lotus, covering two women, one big and one small.

Su Yuren held Gu Xiaoya's hand, very moving, looked at the monk outside Jinlian, and sighed: "It's been a thousand years, brother Zizai, let go of yourself."

The monk smiled and said, "I have never forced myself, so how can I let it go."

Su Yuren's eyes were complicated and he said, "But you...have been forcing me..."

The monk's eyes were sad and he said, "I'm just abiding by the oath I once said, Yu'er, anyone can die, only you can't."

"You, only this life..."

"…"

Su Yuren said softly: "What about you, without the afterlife, only this life is left."

The monk smiled as bright as when he was a child, and said gently: "I don't mind, as long as you are well, I will die without regrets."

Su Yuren shook her head gently, unwilling to do so.

The monk spoke again and said, "I don't have much time, Yu'er, I'm sorry, just let me force you one last time."

"Go to sleep..."

When the words fell, the sound of the Buddha sounded.

Su Yuren and Gu Xiaoya's souls trembled slightly and slowly closed their eyes

"Zizai...Brother..."

"Uncle..."

"…"

The golden Buddha text and Buddha light emerged, and the souls of the two women began to merge.

See here.

Gu Xiu took a deep breath and said solemnly: "You said, I don't know, since that's the case, maybe I can save her."

The sound of the Buddha continued.

The monk closed his eyes and said, "He told Xiao Seng through his heart that the donor can't save him now. For Xiao Seng, if the donor is here at the moment, he is helping Xiao Seng to save people."

Gu Xiu resisted his anger and said, "So, what do you want to save now?"

The monk said: "The little monks wanted to use the soul crossing technique to exchange their soul fates, but the birthdates were not the same, only the age matched, so the soul crossing technique was very reluctant, but fortunately, there was a donor, and there was a hint of variables in the dark. Let this technique succeed."

"It's just that success is also a donor, and failure is also a donor."

"Now, the technique of crossing the soul has been interrupted by the donor, and the little monk can only use this last bit of time, the last bit of strength, to perform the technique of sharing souls."

"Once the soul-sharing technique is completed, the souls and fates of the two of them will merge into one."

"Yu'er's life is a poor life, and she can't survive the number of twenty-eight."

"The little monk tried his best, and with the help of the White Lotus Throne, he forcibly left Yu'er's soul and body until now, thousands of years later."

"…"

Gu Xiu's expression changed, and he said, "Fate numbers merge, and Xiaoya will also lose her life, will she not live to be sixteen years old?"

The monk nodded slightly and said, "Yes, the donor is an unknowable person, and the little monk is powerless now, so the little monk can only put his last and only hope on the donor."

"Before 28, the donor must change their lives for the two of them. Otherwise, Yu'er will die, and the little donor will also die."

"The art of sharing souls, although not living together, but dying together."

"This is both a plea and a coercion."

"If the donor hates it, then hate the little monk. From the beginning to the end, Yu'er was forced by the little monk."

"…"

Gu Xiu clenched his bloody fists and gritted his teeth: "How do I change my life?"

The monk paused and said, "Little monk... I don't know..."

you ride...

Gu Xiu closed his eyes angrily to calm down.

The monk said: "The art of sharing souls, the donor can no longer stop the little monk. In return, this Buddhist temple's most precious white lotus throne is given to the donor. The little monk has made an oath in it. , for the use of the benefactor."

talking room.

On the throne of the white lotus, Su Yuren's body vanished, leaving nothing behind.

Eighteen Buddha beads fell into the white lotus throne and turned into eighteen white lotus seeds.

Then, the throne of the white lotus shrank, the lotus leaves closed, and finally came to Gu Xiu, floating uncertainly.

"I don't lack your reward."

Gu Xiu opened his eyes and said, "Without you, I can get this as well."

The monk said: "The throne has a spirit. If I die, the throne will return to the land of the pure land. It cannot be found, and the donor will not be able to obtain it. Now the little monk has made an oath, the throne will not leave, but can be taken away by the donor."

"The little monk has no future life and this life, and he has nothing. I hope the donor will forgive me."

"…"

Gu Xiu looked at the White Lotus Throne and reached out to catch it.

[Trigger bug, is it forcibly bound? 】

bind.

The white lotus throne dissipated and appeared on the back of Gu Xiu's hand, turning into a simple lotus imprint.

It's just bound, but it still can't be used, and I can't see the specific effect of this Buddha's most precious white lotus throne.

Apparently, this is because of the monk's oath seal.

"The donor fruit is extraordinary."

Seeing this, the monk put down his heart and said, "That's how good it is, how good it is."

Gu Xiu slowly exhaled and said calmly: "Monk, I really want to kill you thousands of times, but even so, I can't relieve my hatred."

The fusion of soul and destiny is completed.

The monk smiled, raised his hand to support the souls of the two women who were one, came to Gu Xiaoya's body, knelt on the ground, and put the souls in gently.

Gu Xiu stood aside, and while he put away the giant stone doll, he watched this scene helplessly, helpless.

The soul returns to the body.

The monk's eyes were gentle and caressed down, but his palm passed through Gu Xiaoya's cheek.

After returning to his senses, the monk smiled casually and said, "Would the donor be willing to listen to the little monk tell a somewhat old story?"

Gu Xiu picked up Gu Xiaoya without saying a word.

The monk didn't care, knelt on the ground, raised his head slightly, his eyes were always on Gu Xiaoya's face, and he slowly began to talk.

"A thousand years ago, there were two children in a small mountain village..."

"…"

for a long time.

Silence returned to the hall.

Without the sound of the Buddha, without the light of the Buddha, there is a dead silence.

The monk is gone.

After telling the story of the past, the monk's soul disappeared.

The monk who has lost his next life has completely disappeared from this world and has become an existence in memory.

The only thing left is the deep bow kneeling in front of Gu Xiu before dissipating, and the last sentence: "Yu'er... please beggar..."

This sentence is full of pleas to return to the original intention, and prayers for nothing.

As for that story...

Gu Xiu came back to his senses, came to the monk's headless body, and touched it.

next moment.

The body also dissipated, leaving only a dark red robe and a golden relic.

The treasure chest appears.

The system prompt sounds.

Gu Xiu is not in the mood to pay attention to these now. Under the buff that triggers the bug and must get the rare golden buff, he kicked open the treasure box at will, put away the golden skill book, the dark red robe and the relic on the side, and hugged Gu Xiao who was still sleeping. Ya, left the hall.

The art of sharing souls...

Before the age of sixteen, you must change your life against the sky...

There are still four years left.

Four years...

Gu Xiu looked at the little girl in his arms, his eyes firmed.

The little girl's self-talk about the state of her soul was conveyed to him by the monk before he died.

This made him suddenly understand that Gu Xiaoya was not ignorant.

on the contrary.

The little girl cares about him very much.

As for the bad in my heart...

Gu Xiu walked out of the mausoleum, ignoring the dungeon entrance that disappeared behind him, opened the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella, and quietly stared at the rain curtain in front of him, speechless for a long time without moving.

There is so much helplessness in the world.

Whether it is the original world or the current world, whether it is the monk or him, they are all helpless.

But this time, he will never sit still.

It's just that even the monk can't save Su Yuren, how can he save Xiaoya...

You must know that although the monk is hateful, the other party is an existence stronger than Buddha.

Buddha, the title of the supreme Buddha.

The only one in the world.

Under the dim sky, the wind was a little cool, and the rain was as eager as ever.

"Put me down."

In her arms, Gu Xiaoya suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, opened her mouth, and said in a weak voice, "I can go by myself."

Bowing his head, Gu Xiu looked at the little girl, no, at Su Yuren, with complicated eyes.

This woman will share a body with Gu Xiaoya from now on.

The art of sharing souls...

Maybe you don't need to change your life against the sky, you just need to lift the soul-sharing technique to solve this problem.

As for Su Yuren's life and death, he never cared.

A strange... robber just...

If he hadn't already shared the soul, he would never hesitate at all, and immediately wiped out the opposing gods without a place to be buried.

Ah.

monk.

Now that you are dead, let her pay for some things...