My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

At this critical juncture, when the debate reached its most intense point and the two Arhats' minds were about to be reshaped, they were engaged in a fierce debate.

"Uncle! Two bald old men!"

A clear, childlike voice, full of cheerful rhythm, suddenly came from the street corner ahead.

The three of them turned to look.

Princess Jinyang of the Tang Dynasty, dressed in loose and cute casual clothes, was skipping and hopping towards them.

Beside her followed the enormous, chubby cat "Fatty Four," whose flesh rippled as he walked.

The most striking.

In Si Zi's hands, she was holding four enormous, crystal-clear candied hawthorn skewers coated in bright red sugar syrup!

"What a coincidence! Are you here to visit the night market too?"

Sizi ran up to the three of them, raised her rosy little face, and smiled so hard her eyes turned into two crescent moons.

The Bodhisattva of Descending Karma immediately put on a kind and approachable smile, like that of a menial handyman.

"Yes, Master, I'm just showing my two cousins ​​around the city. Did you just buy some snacks?"

"Hmm!"

Si Zi proudly raised the candied hawthorn in his hand, shook it, and swallowed.

"These are top-quality candied hawthorn berries fresh from the West Market! They're both sweet and crunchy!"

The little girl's original plan was perfect.

Four candied hawthorn skewers.

She ate three herself and left one for Fatty Si to enjoy.

This is simply the fairest distribution plan in the world.

but.

When she saw Uncle Jiangye standing in front of her, and the two "professional actor" grandfathers who had signed autographs for her during the day.

The rhinoceros stopped moving.

The little girl looked at the four candied hawthorns in her hand.

He looked up again at the three elders in front of him.

A deep sense of entanglement and struggle flashed in those big, dark eyes.

Delicious candied hawthorns, of course you should eat more of them!

However, her elder brother, the Crown Prince, and her mother had both taught her that a princess of the Tang Dynasty should know how to respect the elderly and care for the young, and how to share.

These three old men work so hard filming and working hard; if they saw me eating, they would definitely drool.

After a fierce internal struggle lasting three full breaths.

"Oh well, whatever, Sizi is such a generous and kind girl."

Sizi pouted and muttered something under her breath.

Under the astonished gazes of the three Nascent Soul stage experts.

Sizi generously stretched out her little hand and handed the three candied hawthorns in her hand to Jiangye, Jianglong, and Fuhu respectively.

"Here you go! Have some!"

The little girl looked quite heroic, puffing out her chest.

"After you've eaten my candied hawthorns, don't feel bad about sweeping the floor while filming! Life can be quite sweet!"

Jianglong and Fuhu stared blankly at the bright red candied hawthorn, completely dumbfounded.

They looked at the little girl's pure and innocent smile.

There was no pleading, no kneeling.

Just because I felt sorry for them, I didn't hesitate to share my favorite snacks with them.

At this time.

After distributing the candied hawthorns, Sizi had no more left in her hand.

She turned her head and reached her wicked little hand toward Fatty Four behind her.

Fatty Si was lying on the ground with a small cat-shaped cloth bag on his back. The last candied hawthorn he had just bought was stuck in the side of the bag.

"Fourth brother, can I borrow your candied hawthorn for a bite?"

Without any hesitation, Si Zi snatched the candied hawthorn from Fatty Si's backpack.

"Meow!!!"

Fatty Four instantly lost his temper!

It stared wide-eyed in disbelief as its master robbed the midnight snack it had painstakingly protected all the way.

It rolled around on the ground angrily, its two front paws tightly gripping the rhinoceros's legs, emitting pitiful, whining protests.

That means: I'm not convinced! Why should you pretend to be generous and sacrifice my food?!

"Hey, stop messing around!"

While dodging Fatty Si's leg-grabbing attack, Si Zi was making empty promises.

"Come on, come on, we'll just go buy another one up ahead later. When have I ever let you go hungry?"

After saying that, Sizi took a big bite of the candied hawthorn and waved her little hand at the three people who were stunned.

"Goodbye, Uncle! Goodbye, Grandpa! Sizi's going to buy some new candied hawthorns for Lao Si!"

Accompanied by a burst of clear laughter and Fatty Four's cursing meows.

The two, a person and a cat, walked further and further away on the dimly lit street, soon blending into the bustling crowd.

The Bodhisattva of Subduing Karma couldn't help but laugh.

The laughter was full of carefree joy and happiness in the mundane world.

Jianglong and Fuhu watched this scene, which was full of childlike innocence, comical yet incredibly vivid and lively.

Their faces were tense and contorted with pain.

Finally, a gentle smile, which they themselves did not even realize, slowly bloomed on their faces, a smile that came from the bottom of their hearts.

"Uncle, gentlemen, I'm leaving now! Enjoy your meal! Bye-bye!"

Sizi waved her chubby little hand at the three of them.

Then, lifting her little skirt and leading the still-sullen, fat cat, she hopped and skipped into the dimly lit scene ahead.

A night breeze blew by.

The streets of Chang'an were still bustling with activity.

The Arhats who subdue dragons and tigers stood quietly in place.

They looked down at the glistening candied hawthorn in their hands.

He turned back and glanced at the grand theater in the direction he had come from.

late at night.

The suite on the top floor of the Grand Theatre was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Jianglong and Fuhu sat cross-legged on the simple futon.

On the coffee table in front of them.

Two things were placed quietly.

A bright red candied hawthorn skewer that exudes an enticing sweet aroma.

And a clean silk handkerchief embroidered with a pink kitten. It was left by Si Zi when she wiped the blood off them on the underground film set.

In the corner of the room, there were piles of local specialties and heartfelt handwritten letters sent by thousands of fans of the Tang Dynasty during the day.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon stared intently at the candied hawthorn.

His mind was flashing back to everything that had happened that day, like a revolving lantern.

On set, they beat Xue Tu and You Quan to death in the name of "eliminating evil and protecting the righteous path".

But what happens after the battle? Will the Buddhist Kingdom bring happiness to the people of the Tang Dynasty because they eliminated the demons? No.

The words that his senior brother Jiangye had said at the night market echoed in his ears like a resounding bell.

"If this is Mahayana Buddhism, then is this Buddhism truly saving all sentient beings, or is it merely sucking their blood and flesh?!"

Let's take another look at that little handkerchief.

That little girl who asked for nothing in return and didn't even understand cause and effect.

She simply felt sorry for them, so she didn't hesitate to share her favorite snacks with them.

She did not kneel, nor did she pray.

But the warmth she gave was even more reassuring and comforting than the incense that had burned for millions of years in Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"Junior brother..."

The Arhat Subduing Dragon finally broke the deathly silence.

His voice was hoarse, like an ancient well that had dried up for a hundred years.

The Arhat who subdues tigers raised his head, and his fierce face was now covered with crisscrossing tear tracks.

"Senior brother, I've figured it out."

The Arhat Subduing Tiger stretched out his trembling hands and slowly removed the huge skull prayer beads that symbolized his Arhat status from his neck.

He looked at the string of ritual implements imbued with the karma of the Buddhist realm.

An unprecedented resolve flashed in his eyes.

"If the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in Buddhism needs to erase the pure smiles like that of that little girl."

"If we want to be high above, we must make these mortals forever sink into a sea of ​​suffering and beg us."

The Arhat Subduing Tiger suddenly exerted force with both hands.

"Snap!"

Accompanied by a piercing cracking sound.

That seemingly indestructible string of natal Buddhist beads was crushed into a sky full of bone dust by his monstrous strength, which contained the foundation of the Nascent Soul stage!

Bone meal fell softly from between his fingers.

"Then this cold, lifeless Buddha...we might as well not cultivate it!"

The Arhat Subduing Tiger gritted his teeth and uttered this treacherous statement, word by word, a statement that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon watched his junior brother crush the Buddhist beads, but did not stop him.

Instead, an unprecedented, relieved, and magnanimous smile appeared on his lips.

He reached out and picked up the candied hawthorn on the coffee table.

Without hesitation, I took a bite.

"Click."

The sugar coating crumbled in my mouth.

The intense sweet and sour flavor instantly overwhelmed all his senses.

"It's so sweet."

The Arhat Subduing Dragon chewed greedily, but large drops of tears fell onto the prayer mat.

"So this is what it feels like to be a human being with flesh and blood."

At this moment, the two once-powerful Arhats at the Nascent Soul stage completely abandoned all their precepts and pride.

They looked at each other, and in the empty room, they let out suppressed yet exhilarating cries and laughter.

Faith collapsed that night.

But what has been reshaped is a pure heart that truly understands compassion in the mortal world!