"Don't bother me."
"It's fate that we can be trapped here together."
"Instead of chatting, wouldn't it be too boring to just wait for death?"
Wang Ye looked at Maitreya without even looking at him and spoke.
Maitreya took a deep breath. Of course, he just wanted to take a deep breath. The current situation was that in this environment, he couldn't even breathe. Even the conversation between the two was communicated with mental power throughout the whole process.
“If you don’t break, you won’t stand.”
"If you want to devour the Buddha, you must first be devoured by him."
"Only in this way can we have the opportunity to turn our backs on customers. Otherwise, what do you think?"
"Just eat his body like this?"
At this moment, Maitreya looked at Wang Ye as if he were looking at a fool.
I had a good plan, and all the steps were correct, but this guy... is here playing gourd doll to save grandpa? ?
At this time, Maitreya no longer even had the mood to curse. After explaining this sentence, he simply closed his eyes, rested, and thought of other solutions.
We can no longer count on Wang Ye.
Otherwise, this guy can trick himself to death.
"Good guy, I have to say that Maitreya, you are a cruel person."
"I can't!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's too scary. "
"But think about it, I actually died with you, it's really... great."
"This is also called respecting teachers and respecting morality!"
"I, Wang Ye, am indeed a person who values friendship and loyalty!"
At this moment, Wang Ye's originally frozen body suddenly started to move quickly, moving freely in the pool of Qi and blood. In a blink of an eye, he came to Maitreya and patted his shoulder heavily, with a sunny smile on his face.
Maitreya... his body froze.
He used up all his energy again, turned his head in disbelief, and looked at Wang Ye: "Are you... okay?"
"Why would something happen to the clone?"
"I'm out of breath."
"It's just a piece of paper."
"You didn't realize that I was a clone..."
"I'm really starting to doubt whether you are Maitreya or not."
"That's not right. In this pool of energy and blood, your perception has been clouded. It seems normal even if you can't see it."
Wang Ye explained something for Maitreya, and then he slowly walked up to the old monk with his hands behind his back, made a stroke on the old monk's head, turned to look at Maitreya and asked: "You said... if I beat him to pieces, head, will he die?"
After learning that Wang Ye was just a clone, Maitreya's mood instantly improved a lot. He slowly closed his eyes and said calmly: "You can try the strength of Buddha's body. If you can easily smash it, it will be great." Ridiculous."
"Even my razor, which is a famous object on the list of artifacts, can only make a cut with all my strength..."
Before Maitreya finished speaking, Wang Ye slapped him down.
result...
The old monk's head was blown to pieces like a watermelon.
...
Maitreya:? ? ?
Wang Ye turned his head innocently and looked at Maitreya: "You really don't blame me, I... I just gave it a gentle blow."
"Am I...killing the Buddha?"
Maitreya opened his eyes suddenly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he said as if talking to himself: "Teacher... you are so cruel..."
Wang Ye looked at Maitreya blankly: "Huh?"
Maitreya, however, was no longer in the mood to explain: "Give up, this is not the body of Buddha."
"I can't say it's completely wrong. I can only say it's part of the Buddha's body."
"Now you have two choices."
"The first is to destroy the formation outside. These qi and blood powers are ownerless existences. After absorbing them, you and I can further enhance our strength."
"The second is to leave directly and throw away a clone. This can achieve the effect of sealing me."
"The choice is all up to you."
After saying that, Maitreya closed his eyes again and stopped talking.
Silence returned to the space.
Wang Ye looked at Maitreya's back with a thoughtful look on his face: "But... I want to choose three."
"Tell me, when you are unable to move, even though my clone is weak, is there any chance of knocking you to death?"
With that said, Wang Ye became interested.
He just wandered up to Maitreya, clenched his fist, and knocked on Maitreya's bald head, making a deafening sound.
Then...
Maitreya opened his eyes blankly and looked at Wang Ye with confusion.
...
Are you crazy?
With your clone's strength, even if I stand still and knock you for a year, you still can't break my body?
Interesting?
But Wang Ye seemed to have found a new world, he was very happy and happy, and he just tapped Maitreya's bald head again and again.
"They say a drop of water can penetrate a stone, what if I can too?"
"People always need to work hard and try. If you don't push yourself, who knows where your potential is?"
Wang Ye just talked to Maitreya about the chicken soup that he didn't know where he heard it, to cheer up himself or Maitreya.
Then it was like knocking on a wooden fish, and I was addicted to it.
Not to mention anything else, Wang Ye has been thinking about Maitreya's bald head for an unknown amount of time. He was lucky enough to touch it once before and he will never forget it.
"Donor Wang..."
"Why bother."
"This kind of pleasure without real value or meaning is just a waste of time."
"Or do you just want to humiliate this poor monk?"
"The poor monk... doesn't care about this."
Maitreya finally said quietly.
Wang Ye stopped decisively: "That's right. Teacher Maitreya is famous for his good temper. How can something like this affect the teacher's mentality?"
"or..."
Wang Ye's eyes lit up. He rummaged through the smallest bag hanging on his body and found a pen.
"Teacher, actually..."
"My real dream is to be a painter."
Wang Ye said a little shyly, and then he excitedly picked up the pen and started improvising on Maitreya's bald head.
And the other side.
Not far from the quicksand, in a pile of sand, another Wang Ye sneaked out and looked at the pit from a distance, wondering what he was thinking.
After a moment, he hid his aura, even his mental power, and finally jumped into the pit.
This time, Wang Ye didn't make any light. He just touched the darkness and walked cautiously towards the heart without making any sound.
At this time, Wang Ye in his heart was still continuing to paint with excitement.
Maitreya closed his eyes tightly, looking neither happy nor sad.
But the moment another Wang Ye came in, his eyelids twitched imperceptibly.
…
(Happy New Year to everyone.)
