Siheyuan: Give me incredible understanding but not knowledge

"Li Weiguo!"

"what?"

Li Weiguo stood in front, breathing in the steam in the air vigorously, which was refreshing.

Compared with my own cultivation, it is like heaven and earth.

But why did he feel that this voice sounded familiar!

"Li Weiguo!"

At this moment, Chief Chang shouted again from behind. Li Weiguo then confirmed that this person was Chief Chang, but he heard that the voice was at the back of the crowd.

"Give me up! Give me up quickly, Ergou, you are so impatient!"

When Li Weiguo saw that he couldn't get out, he immediately yelled. When the others heard Li Weiguo yelling, they also moved angrily, leaving a way in the middle.

Li Weiguo hurriedly walked out of the crowd and saw Chief Chang standing at the door.

"Chief!"

When Chief Chang saw Li Weiguo coming out, he was embarrassed to say that he couldn't squeeze in.

He just looked inside and asked lightly.

"What's going on here! When I smelled it, I broke through to a new level, what's inside!"

"It's not simple!"

"A ginseng plant, it looks like it must be a spiritual creature that has been around for a long time!"

"The whole body looks a little transparent, and the spiritual power is particularly abundant. The smell now is the water vapor used to stew chicken soup. You just learned how effective this medicine is!"

Li Weiguo looked at the crowd and pointed to the road that had just been cleared. From here, he could just see the iron bucket for stewing chicken soup.

A big bucket of chicken soup is bubbling, constantly tumbling!

While the two of them were talking, Lin Jiajun also came over and said with a smile when he saw Chief Chang.

"Uncle Chang, it's better to come by chance than by chance. We just happened to get a good ginseng plant."

"It's definitely a good thing, but..."

"It has to be diluted!"

Li Weiguo spoke directly after Lin Jiajun's words, leaving Chief Chang confused.

"Does it have to be diluted?"

He looked at Li Weiguo who spoke, with a question on his face?

"Yeah, so do we!"

"Jiajun said that our current cultivation level cannot support such spiritual power. If we consume it without diluting a bowl of chicken soup, it will be no different from poison."

"Hey, good guy!"

"Fortunately, I came by chance and you are all here. Otherwise, for such a fragrant chicken soup, I would have had to drink a bowl of it in advance!"

Chief Chang said slightly thankfully that he was not being polite, if no one was really there.

He might have to drink a bowl!

But think about it, it's impossible for this kind of thing to happen. How could there be no one around when this kind of precious treasure is stewed.

It would still take some time, but not far from the courtyard, Jing'an was holding a chain engraved with runes and putting it on the Buddha's body in circles!

"The abundant spiritual power of this chicken soup really tests my concentration!"

The World Honored One gnashed his teeth, veins bulged all over his body, and his eyes were wide and blood-red.

The saliva flowed down drop by drop from his mouth as if it was free of money. Jing'an seemed to be very familiar with this situation. He just sat aside with his eyes closed and listened to the creaking of the chains!

If it weren't for the flashing spiritual runes on it, this chain would have broken long ago.

Jing'an also sighed slightly when he saw the scene in front of him.

After the World-Honored One cut off many emotions, the remaining emotions took over, among which gluttony among greed was the most prominent.

But at least he still has some sense. When he feels that he can't control it, he will ask Jing'an to lock him tightly with a chain!

"Jing'an! Bingtiemu!"

Upon hearing this, Jing'an hurriedly took out a piece of dark wood from his package and threw it over. The World Honored One didn't care whether it looked good or not.

He bit directly on the ironwood. The ironwood is a strange object, extremely hard.

Among the various metals in the world, at least none can compare with him in terms of hardness. Even the hardness of diamonds is slightly inferior to him.

But even such a strange object is already covered with bite marks from the Blessed One!

The World-Honored One bit this stick to prevent him from biting off his own tongue in order to satisfy his gluttony.

At this moment, the World Honored One has no sense at all, at least since he bit the ironwood.

Even though she had some sense just now, Jing'an did not dare to come to the World Honored One and hand the iron wood to the World Honored One.

This is a rule, and any rule has a bloody lesson.

And this lesson is that when a person is swallowed into the belly by the World Honored One, no bones are left, and the person is completely chewed and swallowed into the belly.

After Jing'an saw that the World Honored One was a little better, he turned around and left, closing the door at the same time.

"The World Honored One said that immortals are inherently flawed, have obsessions, and are paranoid. Otherwise, why would there always be people who want to become immortals? They just want to reverse something that cannot be reversed."

"Only immortal people know about immortality, so it is not a good thing."

"Especially for a paranoid immortal!"

Jing'an murmured to herself, sitting on the futon and looking at the sky outside with her empty eyes.

She didn't know why she practiced cultivation. Just because Buddhism adopted her, she became a servant beside the Buddha.

The Buddha brought Jing'an to Beijing a few years ago, and they came to Beijing like this after the epidemic.

Because what was originally predicted did not happen, and the number of deaths from the epidemic in Beijing did not reach what they had seen.

Therefore, the World Honored One guessed that a child of destiny once again appeared in the world.

Ever since Buddhism discovered a way to devour the son of destiny in Ji Fa's tomb, Buddhism has taken a different path.

Jing'an didn't feel inappropriate about this matter.

The world is a huge hunting ground, and it doesn’t matter who eats whom or how.

What matters is who survives.

"call……"

The white clouds outside the window are like cotton candy, and the strings of white are abnormal.

The streets below were very busy with people coming and going.

Many people greeted the acquaintances they saw enthusiastically, with smiles on their faces.

Jing'an likes to look at the streets, which always feel a little different from her life.

"Jing'an!"

When Jing'an heard the World Honored One's voice, she immediately suppressed the smile on her face and turned back to the next room.

"World Honored One!"

"Untie me!"

"Yes!"

Jing'an looked at the World Honored One who had returned to being elegant and easy-going, came to him and untied all the chains!

Hey!

The window was closed by the World Honored One, and he took a deep breath for a while before suppressing the unbalanced greed in his heart.

In the past few decades, he has lost control of his emotions more and more frequently, and it has become even more so since he cut off his hatred.