Take a fairy back to the city

Chapter 15 Tathagata

A few candles were lit in the room, the light was dim, and a few flying insects flew around the halo.Mu Yunfeng took off his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, with his bruised upper body naked, pouring some medicine into his palm.

During the day, he has been tied up and crushed by all kinds of people, scratched and scratched a lot, thinking that those people have AIDS, Mu Yunfeng feels terrified, fortunately he took the antidote | medicine!otherwise……

Well, from this point of view, Fan Canghai is not too bad, he told himself.

Just as he was thinking about it, a person came in. When Mu Yunfeng saw someone who looked like an immortal master, he turned around in disgust, not looking at him.

Fan Canghai sat behind him by himself, reached for the potion, and said, "I'll wipe it for you."

"No need." Mu Yunfeng said firmly.

"Still angry?"

"Whoever has time to be angry, don't take yourself too seriously!"

He rubbed the potion on his body, and it was over after just a few swipes. Seeing this, Fan Canghai snatched the potion from him and said, "How can anyone apply medicine like this."

"You are a Great Immortal Master, don't get your hands dirty!" Mu Yunfeng couldn't get out, and spoke very aggressively.

"Can't the Great Immortal Master get his hands dirty? What's your reasoning?"

"It's the same as you do, it doesn't make sense!"

"..."

Fan Canghai quarreled with him and began to put medicine on his back.He controlled the force well, the potion seeped in, and Mu Yunfeng groaned in pain. He had to rub a wound for a while, but he gritted his teeth and held on.

"There are too many wounds on the back. I'll give you a medicinal bath tomorrow, and you'll heal quickly." He always spoke in such a gentle tone, like an elder.

"This injury is not thanks to you, why do you want to heal me yourself?"

"If the flesh has never been hurt, how can it be thick? If the bones have not been broken, how can it be strong?"

Mu Yunfeng didn't understand this, so he turned his face and asked, "You mean, you're training me?"

"This is a misty illusion, don't forget, you are not here to travel."

He knows I'm not here to travel?Mu Yunfeng was startled, how much did he know?He knows it but doesn't mind?Why?

Mu Yunfeng decided to test him out: "Then tell me, what am I here for?"

I don't know if he did it on purpose, but Mu Yunfeng immediately felt a sharp pain. Applying the medicine was like sprinkling salt on the wound. He raised his neck and hummed uncontrollably. The voice sounded very ambiguous.

"Fan Canghai, take it easy! Hmm——"

Fan Canghai blew in his ear: "Don't make such a misleading sound!"

Mu Yunfeng felt that he was being played by someone, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's not you... ah—"

After a while, he finally calmed down, sweating all over his face and panting non-stop, and asked, "Fan Canghai, is it too lonely to have no one to play with you?"

"What?" Fan Canghai was puzzled.

"Put me in a wish bag! Do you know how scary it is?"

"I don't know, I've never been in."

"You stuffed me like an object! Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Otherwise, do you want to walk back to Guhuai step by step? It's much faster for me to control the sword alone!"

"Is it because of this?"

Before he knew it, he had finished wiping his back, and he said, "Turn around."

"I'll do it myself!" Mu Yunfeng had already thought about how embarrassing the front was.

Fan Canghai didn't grab him anymore, and handed him back the potion.

"I won't be grateful to you! This is what you owe me." Mu Yunfeng still didn't have a good face.

"Okay, I owe you."

After soaking in the medicine bath, Mu Yunfeng's fine skin and tender flesh were intact again, without leaving any scars.While marveling at the miraculous curative effect, he kept telling himself that there is no need to thank Fan Canghai, and don't be fooled by temporary appearances. Calm seas are the prelude to catastrophe. In this kind of place, anything can happen!

Anyway, mission first.

His current range of activities is in the ancient locust tree, and he can't even go under the tree. He feels that he is under house arrest, and he doesn't understand why!He thought that maybe Fan Canghai sensed his intentions and deliberately restricted his freedom, not allowing him to get close!Well, he just let nature take its course, anyway, even if he was chasing a girl, he had to take it step by step, and he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

He tried his best to imagine Fan Canghai as a beautiful woman, anyway, he has long flowing hair and extraordinary temperament, it is not an exaggeration to think of him as a big beauty!That way it won't look so bad.

When Fan Canghai called him Little Bee, he took it as a prank and told himself not to get distracted, not to get distracted.

In his spare time, he was thinking about how to fight against the man in black.He himself is not unarmed, transfiguration is his skill!From the illusion of knives, guns, smoke, magazines to airtight tempered glass covers, there seems to be no limit to the types. The more he thinks about it, the more interesting he finds it, and plans how to make this skill whatever he wants.

Another question is, why am I like this?Why can you freely enter and exit the illusion, why can you transform?Does this mean that I am quite special?But how special it is, he has no idea at all!Anyway, Fan Canghai will not tell the truth about this kind of thing, he will know sooner or later, so he won't bother the old man.

However, life is ordinary, he eats and drinks, and unknowingly he finds that he is fat!The food that Ma Yan made was so delicious that he couldn't help being greedy. Mo Xi was also influenced by him, his appetite increased, and the two of them raised fat together.What's even more amazing is that he found that Mo Xi was getting better at talking, opening his mouth in a babble, more and more organized, and he wouldn't cry at every turn.

Fan Canghai's explanation is: "The two of you belong to one soul. The main body and the remnant soul are together and will nourish each other. Of course, the remnant soul will benefit more. You are both one and different. After all, you grew up in different environments. It’s basically two of us now.”

What does he mean, the remnant soul doesn't need to return to my body anymore?What a deep scheming!Mu Yunfeng shuddered, thinking that he was so reluctant to part with Mo Xi?

But think about it, Mo Xi is such a lovely person, if he is gone, he will be very sad. Anyway, his fate and abilities are almost like this, so there is no need to deprive Mo Xi of his freedom.

The point is, he hasn't even successfully transformed a small weapon for so long!

He spends every day in a hurry, and he can only let the food comfort him.

Weapons are produced for self-protection in dangerous situations, but life is so good that it is difficult for him to even have a gun.So he thought of a way, he wanted to create dangerous conditions!Just like those magazines, create soil that is conducive to illusion!Although the method is dirty, no one sees it. Everyone has a private life, so there is no need to make a fuss.

But he can't get down the ancient locust tree, how to create dangerous conditions?He didn't dare to sneak out into the wild to provoke big monsters for the sake of success.He thought hard and finally thought of a good way.

He called the savior who transformed him into real objects "Tathagata", come as I wish!Of course, by the way, give him the good name of "Buddha".

On this day, the sky was clear and the wind was blowing. Early in the morning, Mu Yunfeng planted three incense sticks on the tree, muttering: "Tathagata, Tathagata, guarantee me success! Give me magic power!"

In order to increase the chances of success, he only wore ordinary shirts and denims. Ma Yan customized several sets of clothes for him, all of which were white shirts and denims, as well as several identical sweaters. This was requested by him, and he didn’t like it. Too many tricks, all the same enough to worry about.

So, the young man in white took a long wooden stick and headed towards the gloomy ancient locust tree.The ancient locust tree is too big, with many branches and leaves, and some places are dark, so it is a holy place for summer vacation.He traveled along the thick tree trunk for a long time, and finally arrived at that place - the base camp of bees!

Yes, this is the place where Fan Canghai kept bees, and he came here to poke the beehives to death!

Fan Canghai has a lot of experience in beekeeping. Mu Yunfeng suspects that he has spent hundreds of years studying beekeeping, which is why there are various honeys that simulate the effect of hundreds of flowers, and honey that can cure diseases. Many people in the market have benefited from his honey. (Note: Mu Yunfeng didn't know that Fan Canghai had been imprisoned for 1000 years, so he thought it was hundreds of years.)

Did he call Mu Yunfeng a "little bee" because of his extraordinary love for honey?

If I want to poke Fan Canghai's honeycomb today, will I be beaten up by him?Mu Yunfeng was already mentally prepared, at worst, he would suffer a little bit of flesh and blood, and if he was a man, he would have to.

He was close to the beehive base camp. Early in the morning, hard-working bees came in and out, working tirelessly to collect nectar. Countless small bees came and went, but they were orderly.Mu Yunfeng couldn't help but sigh, they are definitely the most industrious species in nature!In contrast, human beings desperately pursue eating, drinking and having fun and claim to be higher animals, but in fact they may not be much higher than bees.

Gathering up his thoughts, he walked in slowly, integrating himself into the team of bees, making them feel harmless, and then gently peeling away the leaves, he saw more than a dozen large boxes of beehives in the leaves.

He stretched out the stick, lifted it up, his heart was beating wildly, but he dared not let go of his hand.

He knew the consequences of this stick, tens of thousands of bees would rush towards him, and he would be stung to death!

He repeated in his mind what he wanted to transform over and over again: "Almighty Tathagata, give me an invincible shield! It's more practical than the tempered glass last time!"

This sentence is too long, and it is impossible to say it completely at a critical moment.After so many actual combat experiences, he knows that if he wants something, he must say it clearly, even if it is just a fantasy in his heart. If it is ambiguous or too long and smelly, it will make it difficult for Tathagata, and he will lose his life in vain.So it was shortened to: "Tathagata, give me the invincible shield!"

What's the use of hallucinating this thing?Because he thinks the honeycomb is the most dangerous thing he can use now, and it's good to practice it.If it can transform into a high-tech invisible shield, that would be awesome!Protecting oneself does not necessarily require swords and guns. He has no martial arts and no spells. It is a waste to give him a fairy sword. It is better to have a protective shield that can protect oneself invisible anytime, anywhere!This idea benefits from the tempered glass protective cover last time, but it has a disadvantage, that is, it will die when it runs out of air.

He thought naively, and changed to: "Tathagata, give me a high-tech invisible shield! Give me a high-tech invisible shield! Give me a high-tech invisible shield!"

With thoughts formed in his mind, he adjusted the gesture of holding the stick, twisted his neck, and relaxed his legs and feet, so as not to be unable to run for a few steps due to leg cramps.

"Three... two... I'll fight..."

He frantically swung his stick and beat the wooden boxes with all his might. Some of the boxes were older and he broke them.He doesn't know how many bees were killed, but he knows that the bees are angry, and the fruits of their labor are being invaded by foreign enemies!

All the bees rushed towards him.

Mu Yunfeng threw his stick and ran away, shouting at the same time: "Give me a high-tech shield! Give me a high-tech shield!..."

After running a few meters, he slipped and fell, "Ah—" the ghost screamed a few times, grabbed a branch with his hand, and hung on it danglingly.The bees bumped and bumped frantically around him, unable to break through the strange shield that appeared inexplicably.

This protective cover encloses his whole body. He is nearly 1.8 meters tall, so the protective cover is surprisingly thick and long. Tens of thousands of bees rushed towards him angrily, forming a super-large dense mass in an instant. Box, he's drowning in a swarm of brown bees.

He looked at the dense black dots inside, and was really scared in his heart. The cover came out, but he couldn't see the so-called high technology!This thing won't break, will it?After breaking, he will be in great trouble!What's more, he was hanging from a tree and couldn't even move.

It was very tiring to hang both hands, he had to carefully pull up, but fortunately, the cover also followed him up, and there would be no loopholes just because he moved the position, allowing the bees to take advantage of it!

Mu Yunfeng quickly climbed up the big tree, and the intimate cover protected him for more than ten meters, and suddenly disappeared. The pain on his face woke him up, "Run--" he screamed and started to run. The long dragon of bees followed him endlessly!

He ran for an unknown amount of time in the bushes, and finally saw the tree house. At this time, the exposed parts of his body were stung... His mind was blank, and he only knew that he had run away. Suddenly, there was a figure in front of him. That immortal Fan Canghai, he crazily jumped onto him.

"Help! Help!"

This trick really worked, all the bees stopped, and they flew in mid-air in groups, but they dared not attack Fancanghai.

Mu Yunfeng hung tightly on his body, with his head buried in the hollow of his shoulder, still calling for help.

After he realized that he was safe, the bees had already withdrawn, and for Fan Canghai's sake, they returned to their nests.

Fan Canghai's eyes were very cold, Mu Yunfeng hurried down to apologize, his mouth full of small meat buns puffed up and said: "I'm sorry, I... woo..."

Ma Yan just came out of the house, when he saw Mu Yunfeng's miserable condition, he screamed and hurried to the house to find medicine.

"What are you doing?" Fan Canghai asked.

Mu Yunfeng blinked: "I'm being attacked!"

Fan Canghai said angrily: "They won't sting you if you don't make trouble. How many bees will die?! Have you thought about it?"

Mu Yunfeng felt incredible: "What, you are nervous about the bee and not about me? Don't you still call me little bee?"

"Everything has animism, in my eyes, it is life."

After speaking, he walked away in a huff, as if he had despaired of Mu Yunfeng.

"This man...how is he pretending! Do you want to be so noble! I am also a victim!" Mu Yunfeng couldn't understand his remarks, even though he was a monk and had his own morals.But now, it's just a little bee that died, and he himself was greatly hurt.

Make a fuss!

"Then where's my protective shield?" Mu Yunfeng finally realized that this is still a one-off!What he needs is to be able to use it anytime, anywhere.

"Oh, what a waste of effort."

He returned to the tree house dejectedly, almost forgetting the pain in his body.

Except for the tighter thighs to the waist covered by the jeans, they were not injured, and other exposed and non-exposed places were stung. These bees are smart enough to get into the clothes and trousers to attack. Self-sacrifice is not a problem, how tragic.Mu Yunfeng wondered if the beautiful Vatican chanted scriptures to them every day, and the chanting revealed spirituality, so smart!

Ma Yan picked out the thorns one by one for him, which made him scream in pain, and when the medicine was applied, the pain was so painful that he couldn't stop it.

"Hey, what kind of honeycomb are you free to poke? Are you really too free? Do you want to find something for you to do?"

"I don't do anything except fight monsters."

"What? You still want to provoke those monsters? Mr. Mu, are you alright?" Ma Yan touched his forehead, "Your temperature is normal!"

At this time, Fan Canghai came in and put a small bottle on the table next to him, and said to Ma Yan, "Give him a dab. Wipe more, so that he knows it hurts." He whispered the second half of the sentence, and Ma Yan already agreed. meeting.

Ge Yan coughed and said to Mu Yunfeng: "This is good medicine, the young master gave it to you, and it is blessed by his technique, but it just hurts a little, so bear with it."

Mu Yunfeng quickly took a closer look at the bottle, it was an ordinary white porcelain bottle, but since it was a good medicine, there was nothing to say.I thought Fan Canghai was not bad, his face was frosty, and he was still thinking about giving me medicine!

Sure enough, she is the beauty of Vatican!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly It's like someone is cutting with a knife.

"Look at you, you can't bear any bitterness. You don't know that this face of yours, with its thin skin and tender flesh, can't stand the tossing of bees. If you don't apply this medicine, you won't dare to see people for ten and a half months! This medicine, it will be fine tomorrow."

"So fast? Ouch...it really hurts me..."

It took him a while to recover. After taking the medicine, he put on his clothes.I found that I was refreshed immediately, and the pain was reduced by half.He stretched his waist and was full of vitality again.

An idea came up in his heart that he would learn alchemy from Fan Damei some other day, so that he would have no successors.

Mu Yunfeng looked left and right, and asked, "Where's Mo Xi? Did he go to the market again? Why does he go there every day?" He was so envious of Mo Xi's freedom. locked up at home.

"Mr. Mo is playing with his friends at the market."

Mu Yunfeng's mind suddenly shuddered!By the way, there is a good way to fight monsters without losing your life!

"Ahaha!" He laughed at his intelligence.

He wanted one more thing before then!A really cool thing.So he went to the shade of the tree with his wounds all over his body.

"Mr. Mu, you don't want to die, do you? Why don't you take a break!" Ma Yan shouted from behind, but Mu Yunfeng ignored her.She is like an elder, taking care of these men every day, all of them are tall and big, but she always makes her worry, and she has to find trouble for nothing.