The voice of Mother Lingzi was familiar to everyone present.
Therefore, no one dares to disobey.
No matter whether they were standing on two legs or one leg, no one dared to move.
Lingzi mother came slowly with Tamamo.
Although Moon's condition is the most attractive, he lacks legs after all.
However, the spirit child mother did not look at her at all, but greeted the Arhat holding a bowl.
She reached out her hand lovingly and caressed his face that turned into a chrysanthemum.
"You said you, isn't this a waste of money?
If you are not allowed to go, you must go.
What good can I gain?
Even if you don't say it, you can't lift this alms bowl.
Is it your destiny? Is it a trap from the west?
Why are you so abrupt?
Do you think you are great because you have the golden body of Arhat?
Do you really take Arhat status seriously?
Seeing you like this makes me really anxious.
Why are you so uneasy?
Why can't you let me have peace of mind?
Tell me, how can you make me worry-free?
I really want to slap you to death, is that okay?
Isn't it better to die in my hands than to die in someone else's hands and bring shame to our family?"
Mother Lingzi, who was originally gentle, became more and more angry the more she talked.
The movements of my hands are also getting heavier and heavier.
At the end of the sentence, it was like slapping the Arhat hard and lifting the bowl in the face.
I felt the tenderness of Mother Lingzi's hand. Although there was a lot of noise, the arhat was motionless.
He knew in his heart that the eldest sister was trying to help him recover with his sharp mouth and soft heart.
However, Yu Gonggong went to the head of an ox and still wants to recover, unless he goes back to study.
"Sister, I understand everything you said, and I understand everything.
Just don't bother.
I have also seen the god of suffering you mentioned.
It feels like it's just superficial, and I feel it's not safe to put all the treasure on him."
Ling Zimu stopped her hand. It was useless even if it was swollen. There was really no way to recover.
The chrysanthemum face is still the same chrysanthemum face.
But in my own hands, it turned pink and delicate.
With a long sigh, Ling Zimu relaxed all over and found a big stone to sit down on.
"Old San, no matter how Cai Gen is doing now, he is not dead.
I saw this with my own eyes. He went through so many things and he didn't die.
His tough life is his greatest asset, don't be dissatisfied.
God of bitterness, that is a player who is following the whole world against him.
What can you see?
People can become stronger if they suffer. The more they suffer, the stronger they become. Who can bear it?
Anyone who comes close to him will suffer, and the misfortune value is already full.
Those whose lives are not strong enough have already run out of fun.
If you don’t believe me, just ask Moon. No matter if he has good intentions or bad intentions.
Whether it's a friend or an enemy.
Are there many people around Cai Gen who live in TV dramas? How many are there?
How many people can meet a happy death after encountering the god of suffering?
The reason why I persist to this day is because of my cautious approach.
Every time I didn't think about it, I didn't dare to meet him for several nights.
Isn’t it good for you to live honestly?
Why are you so anxious?
You’ve endured it for so many years, why can’t you trust me?”
Moon does have a say, she is a professional goddess.
Live in fine clothes and food every day, and enjoy the glory and wealth in this world.
Ever since I got involved with Cai Gen, this scene has been unbearable to look back on.
Not only are you bald now, but you also have lost one of your legs, where can you go to reason?
Hearing Mother Lingzi analyze Cai Gen in such detail, Mu En was also horrified.
Could it be that no matter how strong Cai Gen is, he will be collateral damage when he is around him?
Wouldn't it be that evil?
It's so supernatural and scary.
Of course, the Arhat who holds a bowl also believes in luck, but he does not think that his luck is small.
Moreover, he is not fighting alone.
No matter which side you are in your heart, if you have the support of the West on the surface, can it still be compared to the god of suffering alone?
"Sister, I don't believe it, I don't accept it.
Now that everyone has cast their fortune wheel, whoever regains his strength first will have the upper hand.
Now that the cards have been reshuffled, why don't we compete?
I have had enough of being a dog in Ruixue Temple for such a long time, and I almost vomited after eating the lama meat.
In today's world, Gonggong's remains are rare and rare. I can't miss them anymore.
As long as I get the remains of Gonggong, I will definitely be able to shout around, and I will not be afraid of a Bodhisattva.
When the time comes, our family will
Mother Ling Zi interrupted her words with a cold face.
"You don't need to open your mouth and shut up about our family. It's as if our family is all dead and you are the only one left. Are you being exposed?"
Okay, as the old saying goes, it's hard to persuade a damn Arhat with good words.
Just follow your own path and go to the dark side.
If you have to recruit Cai Gen, then go ahead.
But don't take my son with you, I can't watch them go to death with you.
If I have the opportunity to meet your parents, I, as the eldest sister, will not take it personally.
I have advised you as much as you should, but in the end you cannot resist fate."
At this point, it's basically the end.
Originally, Capricorn Ge and Hong Lei still had the intention to follow the example of Arhat Raising a Bowl and give it a try.
Gonggong's remains are too tempting to restore strength.
No matter whether gods or Buddhas come down, they have the ability to reach heaven and earth.
However, after casting the Fortune Wheel, he lost his superhuman capital, which is comparable to that of ordinary people.
This feeling of falling from a high place into the mortal world and returning to its original form is an unforgettable pain for all gods and Buddhas. It is a common problem to be unwilling to accept it.
Who doesn't want to change back to the way they used to be? This is a desire engraved in the soul.
However, this world is like a desert. What else can we do besides suffering?
At this stall, the remains of Gonggong are like a spring in the desert, extremely precious.
Even if there is danger, even if you face the god of pain, it is worth fighting for it.
However, Mother Lingzi has already said that.
Even though Capricorn and Honglei wanted to go, they didn't have the guts to disobey my mother.
Especially at the stall where my mother is upset.
The two brothers did not dare to say a word except to lower their heads and fuss.
The Arhat holding a bowl was told by the Lingzi Mother, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.
An old guy who has been alive for so many years is not a stupid young man who just slaps his forehead on things.
As long as he can convince himself, he is not willing to take risks.
Moreover, what Lingzi mother said was a bit too exaggerated, and he couldn't help but think about it.
In fact, the temptation of Gonggong's remains was too great, and he really couldn't bear it.
Seriously give a deep gift to the mother-in-law.
Then he placed the alms bowl in front of Lingzi Mother.
"Sister, everyone has his own ferry, and everyone has his own boat to return home.
Luo Han Guo is not a fruit sold at a stall, so it is not that cheap.
This alms bowl doesn't suit me very well, so I'd better leave it here because I can't hold it smoothly."
Mother Lingzi looked at the alms bowl on the ground, her face full of pain, and gave her final instructions.
"Lao San, when you are a person and do things, please leave a gap between others and yourself."
The alms-raising Arhat nodded solemnly, turned around and left, not forgetting to take Moon with him.
After the two of them walked away, Mother Lingzi picked up the alms bowl.
Looking at the iron tea jar in his hand, he kept shaking his head.
Tamamo didn't speak until he saw that they were finished, so he spoke.
"Sister, is he scared?
Why did I return the alms bowl to you?
Wouldn't it be safer to carry a magic weapon with you?"
Mother Lingzi touched the iron teapot with regret.