MTL - I Have a “System” Halo-Chapter 234 I have an aura

The streets in winter are bright, and there are people's voices and snoring noises. The east is getting whiter, and the street vendors are coming one after another. The shop opened its doors to welcome customers, and Xiaoyan was busy sweeping the floor inside the house.

In the morning, the pedestrians who came to buy food came and went, and after a while, the whole street became lively. Men, women, children, mixed voices.

In the middle of the road, an ordinary young man in white clothes hugged a child and slowly walked down the street. The youthful temperament should have gone against the hustle and bustle of the town, but no one paid attention.

"What you like, Master buys you."

By the road, many vendors sell children's toys and food.

Mo Fan: ...

"Master, I don't like playing with them anymore."

A woman was passing by a seven- or eight-year-old child who was holding a windmill in her hand and had fun.

Explaining confusion, Xiao Fan is younger than that child.

Buddhism has never brought a child. An application that Xuefeng needs was prepared for me, so I thought of bringing Mo Fan to buy something the other party liked.

As a result, Mo Fan walked half a street and said nothing. It looks cheerful, but it is limited to watching.

Interpretation was slightly frustrated.

Mo Fan felt helpless and had to point to a hawker selling sweets, "Master, let's buy sweets."

He hasn't eaten this thing for a long time.

"Okay." The sentiment of the whole body fluctuated slightly, holding Mo Fan in the direction pointed by the other party.

Without him speaking, the servants behind the two spontaneously stepped forward to purchase and handed things to the release.

The release was passed to Mo Fan, "eat it."

There is no packaging on the candied fruit, only a thin layer of sugar coating, Mo Fan opened his mouth to bite half, and the sweet and sour taste spread in the mouth, which caused the eyes to shine.

good to eat!

After eating one, he passed it in the direction of bluntness, "Master, do you taste it too? It's delicious."

The servant behind him moved on his feet and was about to step forward to dissuade him, but when he saw that, Shi Bie took a bite. The two people who followed followed back slightly and bowed their heads.

They almost passed the rule in front of the master.

"Yes, Not Bad."

I have n’t chewed yet, so it ’s delicious? Mo Fan rolled her eyes in her heart, sweet.

One or two, Mo Fan simply let go and tasted the famous spot in the town. It ’s just that the child has a small appetite, can only eat a little each, and the rest are held in his hands by the servants behind him.

"If you like it, I'll bring you next time for the teacher. I can't eat any more today." Ji Shi pressed Mo Fan's belly and said solemnly.

Mo Fan licked her lips and nodded regretfully.

Neither of them mentioned the practice. Mo Fan ate a little, so she went down to the ground holding the big palm of her release, and looked east and west on the stall and digested. At noon, I ate at the restaurant and took a nap back to the mansion.

A midday nap is good for the child's growth, and he explained that he silently added it to Mo Fan's schedule.

Back in Dongfu, Mo Fan opened his mouth and almost thought they had gone the wrong way.

I saw that the original cave door was fitted with a carved door of unknown material. Step into it, divided into three rooms. The walls and the top are modified, covered with fine silk cloth, and the hole cut out is set with a block of red stones. Upon entering the door, there is a warm breath coming out of the face.

The floor was covered with jade, and Mo Fan realized that it was a large, flat, warm jade.

Nuanyu, if an ordinary person gets a small piece, they must be treasured, but they are extravagantly used for paving. Not only that, the floor was also covered with soft fur, fluffy and soft, making people want to sleep on it.

A few fist-sized night pearls were inlaid on the top of the cave, which illuminated the inside of the cave and saw each corner clearly.

In the middle is a golden silk nanmu step bed, with heavy layers of light-colored smoke and brocade layers stacked enough to cover most of the light outside.

There are corresponding tables, chairs, furniture, and utensils, which will make the whole house full.

"Do you like it?" Xi Shi put her hand on Mo Fan's head and rubbed it.

"Master, don't touch your head all the time, what if you don't grow tall?" Mo Fan muttered, and then said, "Is this all done today?"

Released and nodded.

"It's awesome. I can make this place so good in a day." Mo Fan took the release hand and went to see the other two houses.

One is a kitchen, which is rude compared to Mo Fan's room. The other is a place to relax and relax, which is also very common.

The two were newly excavated. Inside the original Dongfu, there was a hot spring at the back, which was left to Mo Fan. However, he can also enter from his room, but there is no convenience over there.

"Master, this is your room?" Mo Fan wondered if the room between the two was wrong.

Released and nodded.

"How easy is it for you?"

"You chill."

Compared with the first time that Mo Fan saw Dongfu, this room is much better. But there is another better comparison, Mo Fan feels too crude.

"How can I live better than Master!" Mo Fan objected.

"You are young."

When Mo Fan said something more, a thought came to her mind and she swallowed it.

In the evening I ate the food cooked by Shishi. Not only is the kitchen full of kitchen utensils, but also everything. After returning to the room, Mo Fan also found that his clothes were in the closet.

Coaxing himself to fall asleep and coaxing himself to sleep, as soon as Mo Fan showed sleepiness, he would get up and leave. Mo Fan held on to the sleeves of his release. "Master, won't you sleep with me?"

"Go back to your room for the teacher."

Mo Fan blinked aggrieved eyes, "But I don't want to sleep alone. At home, my father and mother will sleep with me."

This is purely blind by Mo Fan. He expects that the explanation is not clear.

Sure enough, Ji Shi didn't speak, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

The child did not sleep alone at home, and suddenly came to a strange place and suddenly let him sleep alone, it was normal and uneasy.

Did he want him to accompany him again?

Mo Fan has brooded clothes in her clan, cute and healthy, her body is soft, hot and very comfortable. Bu Shi found that she didn't reject another breath around her.

He is indifferent to people, and is used to life and death. As long as there is a breath around him that is not his own, he will be vigilant. When Mo Fan was pestering him to sleep, he thought at first that he was afraid to spend the night in cultivation. To his surprise, he fell asleep and even felt more comfortable than ever.

Such an anomaly, if in the past, he would have to find ways to eliminate it. One can think of that man as Mo Fan, and he couldn't bear it, and he couldn't bear the feeling of rejection.

As at this moment, he could not bear to refuse the other party's request, especially when he showed his grievances.

Interpretation has always been restrained, but the request of a child to sleep together softened, letting his faint joy.

As soon as Li Shi lay down, Mo Fan spontaneously burrowed into the other's arms, and gave her a good smile, "Master, good night."

"Good night." For a long time, Mo Fan's breathing was steady, and she let go of the coldness in her eyes and slept with her eyes closed.

*******

Mo Fan likes to lie on the bed, but she doesn't care, and let Mo Fan sleep sweetly.

Children should sleep until they wake up naturally, don't they?

If a person who is familiar with the interpretation of nature knows the thoughts in his mind at this moment, afraid to doubt it, is this person still interpreted? You know, the most important thing is to blame.

Have breakfast ready and let go indoors. Mo Fan was awake, and couldn't bother to open her eyes in the warm quilt.

"Xiao Fan, get up for breakfast."

But in three days, our ultra-elegant master of interpretation was contaminated with fireworks.

Mo Fan staggered his hand, looking like he was waiting for him. The bail appears cold, but he dug out someone from the duvet, hugged him, and put on the other's coat. During this period, Mo Fan rubbed his sleepy eyes from time to time.

The interior is as warm as spring, so don't wear too much.

"Master, you're so good." Mo Fan said sweetly not to spit out money.

Biao Shi touched his head and picked up the spoon to feed him. Really clothes to reach out and open mouth.

Mo Fan naturally did not agree.

He is not a real child. Occasionally, he can be a hobby. If he doesn't even raise his hand, he can't stand it.

Today, I ate vegetable and vegetable congee. The aroma of the congee mixed with the taste of vegetable and vegetable minced meat, and it screamed the stomach.

Mo Fan took a spoon and took a sip, her eyes brightened.

The porridge was still a little hot, and Mo Fan ate slowly.

"Master, don't you eat?"

"No need for teachers."

"But it's boring to eat alone." Mo Fan blinked.

Can not eat porridge, you can tune = play tune = play his big ice cubes. Moreover, he really enjoyed the time together, even if he just sat there, had a meal, talked.

"Eat, I only cooked your portion."

"Oh."

Mo Fan responded, thinking that it was time for the other party to eat well, but he saw Mo Fan passing a small spoonful of porridge to his mouth.

The child has short hands and it is difficult to lift the spoon high. It was a ridiculous scene, but Bu Shi just felt warm in his heart, bowed his head, and ate it without disappointment.

"This is made by Master. How can you not eat it?" Mo Fan smiled.

Helpless. However, a few days after Mo Fan's arrival, all his living habits seemed to be broken, but he was just as happy as he was.

Next, Mo Fan said, "Master is going to prepare his own next time," and he rejoiced to concentrate on eating.

After breakfast, Shishi pulled a book from the bookshelf.

"Xiao Fan, you know, what is illusion?"

Mo Fan thought for a while and said, "Illusion is mystery, and art is law.

Released shook his head.

Mo Fan was distressed. "The elders in the clan taught it this way."

"Illusion can be divided into the outer five realms and the inner five realms. The outer five realms are sight, sound, smell, taste, and touch. This is an external illusion that is understood by the people. The other realm that the ultimate can enter is real illusion. Today we first understand the inner five realms, and the outer five realms are the teachers and I will tell you next time. "

Mo Fan was puzzled with eyes, "Isn't that, the illusion we learn is just a simple way to block the eyes?"

Xi Shixin nodded comfortably, "Ran."

"Xiao Fan, you must know that today's fantasy world is no longer a true fantasy world. The time when illusion was in power thousands of years ago was the glory of fantasy."

"But Master, isn't illusion much admired now?"

"But how does juggling compare to magic?"

The blunt tone was calm, but Mo Fan could feel the ridicule in the blunt words.

"Master, is it because of this reason that you live here in seclusion?"

"non."

Explaining, he touched his head and said, "Every move is illusory. It's in front of people, and there is a fear of trouble."

Mo Fan mentioned many times that he should not touch his head, but seeing the other person's "lost" eyes, he could not help but soften his heart. Now, Mo Fan can naturally cooperate with the other side while touching the other's head.

Mo Fan: ... cover your face

He's a kid anyway, so it's okay?

"Master, I don't seem to be affected."

If the defiant manner can easily stir people's delusions, why doesn't he feel it at all?

"Xiao Fan, do you know 'mind'?"

"Mind?"

"'Mind' is not confused by the illusion of the Five Worlds."

Mo Fan's eyes widened. "Really? But sometimes I can see the magic performed by others."

"That's what you are willing to be confused about. You asked for your teacher, you know, it's fantasy?"

"I know," Mo Fan took for granted. "They're so stupid, I know at first sight that it's not true."

"Then you understand? What is 'mindfulness'?"

"I have another question."

"Ok?"

"It's not just me who knows that it's fake. Do those people also 'mind'?"

Explaining Xu Xu, “It ’s hard to get‘ mindfulness ’for a long time. Xiao Fan, what you said is something that should be used to the other person ’s tricks.”

"It's difficult to be one in ten thousand years, isn't I great? Master, I will definitely be a great illusionist in the future, just like Master." Mo Fan fisted.

"Xiao Fan will naturally reach the realm of being a teacher, even higher."

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write an indifferent forbidden attack. Everyone who chased God and horses down seemed to have been written by me. Attacked as a pet fanatic. . . .