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Chapter 563 Misunderstanding Buddha (57)

With permission, Ji Ge lightly jumped off Ji Kong's embrace, and jumped onto the cat demon's shoulder.

The moment she jumped up, the cat demon felt that the coldness was a little more obvious.

The boy froze in horror, his lips trembling slightly.

The fox briskly patted the demon cat's head with its front paws.

"Let's go."

When the cat demon looked at it again, Ji Kong had already turned and left without saying a word.

I don't know why, but the slender and tall figure of the young man actually reveals a sense of loneliness.

It feels like being abandoned.

The cat demon shook his head, thinking that he might be crazy.

Although he didn't have much contact with this young Buddhist disciple, what he pieced together from the mouths of other Buddhist practitioners was an image of a saint with one heart and one heart.

Bodhi mind, glass bone.

With a thorough body, with muscles made of snow and bones made of jade, he was favored by the heavens to give birth to such a proud son of heaven who is destined to have a bright future.

Sitting high on the lotus platform, the jade is flawless.

How could it be related to such words as lonely and lonely?
Jige was already urging him with high spirits.

"Let's go, I want to eat grilled fish."

The cat demon came back to his senses and responded repeatedly.

Ji Kong returned to the room and continued to meditate.

The room was quiet and desolate that he was used to in the past few decades. The light was reflected through the thin window paper, the light and shadow were mottled, and the floating dust and old shadows could be vaguely seen.

Jikong suddenly felt a little restless, the young man slowly opened his eyes, half-hidden by his slender eyelashes, a few rays of light refracted into the light-colored pupils, showing an extremely cold and cool texture.

Thin and ruthless, like glass, with a faint brilliance.

The disciple of the Buddha, who was placed with high hopes by the Buddhist sect, took up his errand in an open and honest manner.

He sighed.

Habits are a terrible thing.

Obviously the fox had only stayed by his side for a few days, but he was used to her lying beside her, lazily making trouble.

So much so that when I am alone now, I am still a little uncomfortable, and it is difficult to calm down.

Jikong thought of Jige who was caught by two fish, and hummed softly.

"No promise."

The hopeless Ji Ge is now watching the demon cat claw one by one, catch many big fat fish that are alive and kicking, and throw them all on the small rocky beach by the river.

They seem to have had a good time in this river, so that each one is fat and strong, with smooth scales.

The fox went up and saw them hopping around, worried that they would hop back to the river for her.

Therefore, Ji Ge smiled kindly, and simply knocked them unconscious, preventing them from continuing to bear the hard work of useless struggle.

When the fishing was almost done, the cat demon went ashore, started a fire with ease, and seemed to be a habitual offender.

While waiting for the fish to be cooked, the cat demon chatted with Ji Ge.

"By the way, how did you meet Buddha?"

Ji Ge stared at the fish being roasted on the fire, the scorched aroma overflowed, and the cat demon skillfully brushed a layer of oil on the fish, roasting it to a beautiful golden brown.

Ji Ge, who had touched meat for a long time, swallowed, ready to move.

Hearing the cat demon's question, Tianhu answered casually.

"It happened by accident. When I was injured, he just picked it up."

Ji Ge concluded: "Maybe Buddhists are more likely to be soft-hearted and more compassionate."

Cat demon: "?!"

Who has love, are you talking about the Buddha he knew?

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)