Guo Hao needs to rest. This is a biological clock he has customized for himself. Because there are so many souls set yesterday, he needs to take a good rest, and he also needs to show up frequently in front of other monks in the temple.
What's more, in this place in Zhongzhou, especially as a ghost, accident and tomorrow, who will come first, no one knows, so every day when they decide to go out to settle their souls, they all regard this day as their last trip, think about it It's ridiculous, as a dead person, he still fears death.
Perhaps this is the cherish after life is lost and recovered.
Guo Hao is like this. Since he thought it through, he was like this, set his soul for a day, and then repaired for two days, especially every time he came back alive without any accidents, he paid more attention to the time of these two days.
Early this morning, under the dispatch of the uncle of the monastery, Guo Hao brought four young novice monks with broomsticks out to clean the sycamore leaves around the temple. Autumn is here, and many leaves have left the place where they once lived and returned. The origin, nourish the maternal body to thrive next year.
"Brother, your hair has grown, why don't you shave it anymore?" A little novice swept a few times and asked the doubts that had troubled him for many days.
Guo Hao touched his pierced hair and smiled softly: "Because brother, I am going to be vulgar."
"Why do you want to return to the vulgar? Is the temple bad?" the little novice monk continued to ask.
Guo Hao slowly swept away the leaves in front of him: "The temple is very good, it is indisputable in the world, but brother, I don't belong here."
Yes, he does not belong here, because since he bravely took the first step and started to fix his soul in Zhongzhou, he is not sure when he will live or die. , He didn't want to be a monk, but decent and decent and left as he was at the beginning.
The little novice monk wanted to ask something, but Guo Hao turned around with a smile and went to clean up elsewhere.
Rustle~
As soon as Guo Hao swept the piles of fallen leaves together, he heard a strange sound. Turning his head, he found that a black and pure mule was happily kicking the pile of fallen leaves, messing up the bricks he had just cleaned up again. .
Guo Hao raised the broom in his hand to drive away, but from another leaf pile next to him, a small skeleton about three feet tall suddenly jumped out, holding a large number of leaves in his hand and squeezing it happily around.
Guo Hao's whole body trembled suddenly, his heart thumped violently, and the broom he raised just stopped above his head, everything seemed to freeze in time.
"Yes, is it him?"
Guo Hao's eyes suddenly red, black, and white. They are really them, and he will not admit it. The first time they met in Pingyang City, he was riding a mule like this.
After coming to Zhongzhou, he came to the temple to find himself, it was the same, and this little skeleton, he would not admit his mistake, is he still alive
Rustle~
Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps behind him, and every step seemed to be measured. Guo Hao gently closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.
"Big brother, is that you?" Guo Hao turned around abruptly and shouted hoarsely. Since Su Yan had saved himself, he had recognized that he was his brother, his elder brother.
However, what greeted the eyes was a very dark young man. Regardless of his height, appearance, or even breath, it was not Su Yan. Guo Hao's original excited smile suddenly solidified a little bit, and finally bowed his head full of disappointment.
Yes, how could it be him? He was dead. So many people in Jizhou didn't find him. How could he be still alive? The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, Guo Hao felt heart-wrenching.
The black-faced teenager stopped one meter in front of Guo Hao. Guo Hao wiped his eyes and bowed: "Amitabha, I wonder if the donor needs the help of the little monk?"
Su Yan looked at Guo Hao, who hadn’t seen him for half a year. He was a bit older and his scum was not shaved. Guo Hao was originally a man in his thirties. After such a long time, he has changed, his feelings have changed, he has become. Su Yan felt a sense of strangeness.
I still remember that he rescued him from the gathering place in the bloody clothes. He was grateful and had to recognize himself as the elder brother. At that time, he wanted to take advantage of Guo Hao's bad luck to see if he could find the bloody clothes. When Bai and Xiaohei were promoted, they threw a Rubik's Cube to him and said they would come to him after they got better.
But God’s will make people, and the next scenes that took place gave him no chance. Now that the deceased are reunited, especially when he heard his "big brother" and his disappointed expression, Su Yan was relieved in his heart, at least, In this world, he has one more friend who can confide in his thoughts.
"Master, I recently encountered an annoying thing, but I can't solve it anyhow. I heard that all the masters in Leiyun Temple have received high-ranking monks and come here to ask for advice to relieve their confusion." Su Yan bowed and said with a smile on his face. .
"The donor is absurdly praised, I don't know if I can tell the poor monk about your troubles, maybe it can help one or two," Guo Hao said again.
Su Yan flipped his hand, and a colorful magician appeared in his palm: "I don't know if Master can restore it, but when I came, I made a bet with an old person."
Guo Hao raised his head with a smile on his face. When he saw the Rubik's Cube handed over by Su Yan, he was shocked, especially the person in front of him. The sentence'Once I made a bet with an old person' made him cry in an instant.
"Moldy, if you can recover them next time we meet, I will give you a good thing!" This is what Su Yan said after throwing something over after he left, because the Rubik's Cube is made of iron, so he didn't pay attention. He also knocked him out, but he didn't expect this sentence to become a farewell.
No one knew about this, only he and Su Yan knew about it.
Seeing the gentle smile of the person in front of him, Guo Hao trembled his lips, the broom in his hand slipped slowly, and took the Rubik's cube carefully. Su Yan once gave it to himself. After learning about his life and death, he was buried in the back mountain. In his grave, and he has learned to restore it.
Guo Hong wiped his tears rudely with his sleeves, and his hands began to recover. Su Yan looked at him with red eyes. This time quickly, it took only a dozen breaths. In fact, Su Yan was only slightly upset. Click it.
"Here you are, all right." Guo Hao looked at the completely strange face in front of him, and said in a trembling voice.
Su Yan took the Rubik's Cube and stared at Guo Hao. After a long time, his voice started softly: "Moldy egg—"
At this moment, Guo Hao suddenly took a step back, quickly picked up the broomstick that had just fallen to the ground, and then bowed to Su Yan: "Donor, the troublesome thing that bothers you has been solved for you, I hope the donor will not want to do it again. Being disturbed by these playthings, the little monk has other things to do, so it’s inconvenient to bother you."
After Guo Hao finished speaking, he turned around and chased Xiao Hei Xiao Bai with a broom.
Su Yan immediately accepted Xiao Bai. Before Xiao Hei had time, an eleven or twelve-year-old novice monk ran over.
"Brother, brother, I have finished scanning over there, how are you doing here? Hey, this is..." The little novice monk suddenly saw Su Yan and asked in confusion.
Su Yan was casually glanced at the little novice who was jumping in front of him because of his soul power, and his hair was horrified, but only for a moment, the feeling disappeared, as if everything was just an illusion. (End of this chapter)