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Chen Yanli watched the whole process, and his eyes gradually softened.
He put away the vajra, walked to the bed and untied the rosary.
The little white rabbit suddenly hugged his hand and tried to burrow its head into his palm.
Feeling the little body trembling violently in his hands and the warm tears wetting his skin, Chen Yanli breathed a long sigh of relief.
It wasn't fake, his little rabbit really came to life.
The joy of regaining what he had lost surged in his heart, and Chen Yanli's eyes warmed slightly. He frowned and lowered his head to gently caress Baitu's petite body.
Even though he had just been frightened to the point of faking his own death, the little rabbit fairy still trusted him very much.
She was shaking like a quail, but after he touched her back twice, she flattened out like a rabbit pancake, lying in his palm and closing her eyes peacefully.
Chen Yanli's fingertips stopped in mid-air, and the tears that had been suppressed suddenly burst out again.
A tear slid down his tense cheek and hit the little rabbit's back.
Just as the white rabbit was about to turn around to look, it was suddenly completely covered by two large hands.
Chen Yanli closed his eyes and quickly adjusted his mood.
He opened his mouth and said silently: "You trusted me to do anything, I almost killed you."
He was under a silencing spell and was mute, so the little rabbit couldn't hear what he said.
Perhaps because of love at first sight, the little white rabbit noticed that his mother rabbit was unhappy.
He lay obediently in Chen Yanli's hands, licking his fingertips with his tongue. As if to tell him, 'This is not your fault, I am not angry with you.'
Chen Yanli's fingertips moved slightly. He felt that if he were a rabbit, he would probably be with Yu Tong.
A prompt sound rang out in the system space, which had been quiet all the time.
[Deviation detected, plus 5 points. Chen Yanli's current personality deviation value is: 10/100]
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The system expected the beautiful scene of two beauties hugging each other and crying, but it did not appear.
Yu Tong cried sincerely, but it was all fake. Chen Yanli shed only one tear and never cried again.
The only system in this room that didn't get any sugar was crying the loudest.
[We agreed to hug each other and cry, Yu Tong, you big liar!]
"I'm not lying. Didn't we both cry? Didn't he hug me? Every condition was met. After eating instant noodles for so many years, you should understand that everything should be based on the actual food. You can't expect to have big chunks of beef in your noodles."
[Other systems want it, I want to see it too! I want to see it!]
After Yu Tong promised to wear a maid outfit and make dinner for the system tonight, the small light ball finally calmed down.
Chen Yanli held the little rabbit in one hand and used his mobile phone in the other to search whether the rabbit was faking its death.
It is said on the Internet that rabbits can pretend to be dead, but if their death is so severe that their heart and breathing stop for more than two hours, then they are really dead.
He looked at the lively little white rabbit in his hand and clicked on the encyclopedia entry.
The rabbit used its claws to tell him that playing dead was a skill of their rabbit family. They could pretend to be dead forever and no one would notice anything was wrong.
Chen Yanli nodded and canceled the click he had just made.
The little rabbit fairy hummed and acted coquettishly for a while, and when it was sure there were no threats around, the whole rabbit stood up again.
As soon as Chen Yanli put him on the bed, the little rabbit immediately waved its two front paws.
[You said there's something scary behind the door? ]
White Rabbit nodded.
[It was a very ugly monster? It was about the same height as an adult male, and its body was covered in ink. It had a pen in its hand, and that weapon was extremely powerful. It killed the paper man with ease.]
How ugly is that monster? What animal or object does it resemble?
Dahe Guangming should be some kind of monster that has become a spirit. As long as we find out its prototype, we can find the corresponding solution to the problem.
The little rabbit stood up and moved its front paws back and forth eagerly.
Chen Yanli was stunned. [You said he was human, and you smelled the scent of a human on him?]
A man whose entire body was covered in black ink, his features completely melted and twisted, as if he had been held in a fire.
Seeing the rabbit nod, Chen Yanli fell into deep thought.
So the Great Harmony and Light Bodhisattva is actually an old monk or Taoist priest who has practiced for thousands of years and is in the same field as them?
But what's with that look on his face?
Before he could figure it out, the little rabbit fairy started gesturing again.
Chen Yanli's expression gradually grew serious. [You said you saw an imprisoned old monk in that room?]
Is the old monk still alive? What does he look like?
The little rabbit fairy couldn't speak human language and could only gesture roughly with his two front paws.
But people all have two eyes and one nose, and it is impossible to imagine what the old monk looks like based on this alone.
Chen Yanli searched for a while on his phone and first found a photo of himself and the abbot when he was a child.
The little rabbit shook his head.
He found a photo of the president of the Buddhist Association on the Internet.
The little rabbit fairy nodded frantically.
Chen Yanli's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.
If the old monk trapped inside is the president of the Buddhist Association, then who is the person leading the Buddhist Association now?
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By observing the little white rabbit's body movements, the scene behind the door on the fifth floor gradually emerged in Chen Yanli's mind.
Behind the gate is not some mysterious cave, but a one-bedroom apartment with seemingly normal decoration and a private bathroom.
The style is the same as the rest of the temple, from furniture to walls and floors, with only black and white colors.
The ugly man known as the Great Unity and Light Bodhisattva was playing computer games against the wall.
In the open space near the sofa, an old monk was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
A circle of prayer beads was scattered around him, each emitting a golden light. Like a golden protective shield, it isolated him from the outside world.
Dahe Guangming seemed to dislike the old monk and would poke him with his brush-like weapon every time he passed by him.
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