Chapter 1550

If someone else tortured Bodhisattva for three days and almost killed him, he would be embarrassed or mean to chat up when he came to her again.

After all, from her body, got a lot of benefits.

If there is no accident, Li NanFang's strange disease that will leave his dream when he opens his eyes every morning will completely disappear.

No one told Li Nanfang that after he almost sucked up the Bodhisattva man, he gained so much benefit from it.

As for his gushing when the Bodhisattva is about to die, it can only be said that it is a kind of back feeding - that is, he has to give some soup to the Bodhisattva after eating meat?

But it was this soup that made Bodhisattva man endlessly use. It not only saved her dying life in an instant, but also made her return to her youth and beauty, even more beautiful than before. No matter from her skin or spirit, she was like a Nirvana Phoenix.

The whole process of Li Nanfang and Bodhisattva these days is to build happiness on her.

So if it's someone else, when you come and sit in front of her, don't say you're grateful to her. How can you talk to her and say something nice?

But Li Nanfang is Li Nanfang. He doesn't have these things at all, just as it's natural for him to extract benefits from her. No matter how much she pays for him, even if she almost dies, it's also natural.

That's the advantage of being thick skinned.

"You're good at grilling fish. Have you done it before?"

Li Nanfang picked up the roasted fish, looked at it, opened his mouth and bit it.

It's delicious.

It's almost catching up with Li NanFang's craftsmanship. Don't forget that he is not only a standard eater, but also has quite high attainments in cooking. Even Diao Helan Xiaoxin can find the feeling of home after eating what he has done - so he really becomes a member of his family and becomes a junior for him.

"No

Bodhisattva man's eyes were staring at the slowly rotating fish on the campfire shelf. He was still smiling like a Bodhisattva. He said lightly, "I've lived a hard life since I was a child. It's OK to have enough to eat. Where can I expect to roast such a big sea fish? But I used to barbecue a lot. Since you can say it's delicious, it seems that there is not much difference between roast fish and roast meat. "

Li Nanfang bit the fish again and asked vaguely, "what kind of meat did you roast before?"

"Hedgehog."

After saying these two words, Bodhisattva saw Li NanFang's reaction.

Li Nanfang didn't have any reaction, and he still ate the roast fish with relish.

Bodhisattva man said: "also roast snake."

The remaining light of her eyes swept over Li NanFang's face again.

Li Nanfang still eats fish and enjoys it.

"But more often than not, I bake mice."

Bodhisattva man's tone became heavier, but his speaking speed became slower: "almost all the mice are like balloons after drowning in the rain and being exposed to the sun. They are smelling bad."

Bodhisattva said that roasting hedgehogs, snakes and mice made of water bubbles is disgusting.

Because she knows very well that many people, especially people like Li Nanfang, who are used to "luxury food" will have severe stomach convulsions when they hear that the rats are roasted to death. If they are more serious, they will run to the side and vomit.

Of course, when Bodhisattva said that he had baked these things, he was not completely lying.

After all, she was regarded as a candidate for the Bodhisattva. In the 17 years before she stood out from 12 people and became a real Bodhisattva, she did eat the last meal, let alone the mouse and hedgehog. Sometimes it was quite right to find a bunch of wild vegetables that could eat.

It was just before the age of seventeen that people were so poor that they suspected that it was a nightmare. That's why Bodhisattva became a Bodhisattva and cherished the present more.

India's tianzhumen Bodhisattva, or Shura Taoist master's inheritance, is not like the animal Taoist master's inheritance that later evolved into the Shen family in Seoul. Instead, it is like a talent show, which first selects the top eight in the region, then PK with the top eight in many other regions, and finally decides the real top 12.

The new generation of Bodhisattvas came from the top 12.

But just like the draft, there is only one champion and only one Bodhisattva.

Among the twelve girls, the one with the best figure and appearance and the most powerful talent and willpower will laugh to the end and become a real Bodhisattva.

As for the other 11 failed girls, because they once posed a great threat to the way to the top of this Bodhisattva, their final fate was not very good.

It's their best result to be pushed to the red light district to be a professional girl who sells her hues.

For thousands of years, the vast majority of failed candidates of Bodhisattva have died miserably after their families are confirmed.

After all, the technology of burying the living in India has become one of the three major intangible cultural heritages in the world.

So when a girl from a few years old, to eventually become a Bodhisattva on this road, walking is quite hard, are biting teeth, stretching neck staring, to do their best to temper themselves, no one dares to relax.

Lax, the basic representative is death.

If they want to survive, they have to defeat other candidates and become the final winners.

In this cruel environment, the girl who works hard, regardless of her figure, appearance, wisdom and ingenuity, is quite outstanding in all aspects of killing.

This is the real winner, the loser and the thief.

Of course, after the Bodhisattva's audition begins, the parents of girls of the right age may not allow their children to participate.

There are so many people running for a "post", especially after they are lucky enough to enter the top 12, they are very likely to disappear forever. The success rate is one in ten thousand. It may be a little exaggeration to say that they are going to die - not all the contestants can enter the top 12, but they are very likely to be in vain.

But please don't forget that women in India are likely to be less than a few cows.

Even in modern society, when women are forced by men in broad daylight, people only blame her for going out to seduce men by making a show, and she has no status at all.

What makes people speechless is that when Indian girls get married, their parents have to marry a certain number of betrothal gifts.

If there are too many girls in one's family, her parents will never think of turning the corner in their whole life. They have to eat the dirt until they die. If they marry their daughters, they will make the family poor.

As a result, the Indian people called their daughter a loser.

Who would like to lose money?

Especially those very poor families, after giving birth to a daughter, want to strangle her immediately, so that she will not be able to bring any economic benefits to the family, but also take a share of the family's property.

So in this particular environment, the status of Indian women is particularly low.

Especially those daughters who are called inferior families, as long as they don't lose money, let alone make her suffer to participate in the Bodhisattva election, they will disappear forever after the defeat. Even if they strangle her now, as long as they don't violate the law, they will be very happy to be parents.

What's more, once the daughter who was sent to the competition finally won the prize and became a Bodhisattva, her family would immediately turn over.

It can be said that one person got the right way, and the dog and the rooster went up to heaven.

There are all kinds of houses, cars, servants. You don't have to do bullshit work every day. You can enjoy a good life and so on.

The election of India's tianzhumen Bodhisattva was more cruel and difficult than that of the number one scholar in Chinese feudal society.

But no matter how cruel, no matter how simple, but it is a glimmer of hope.

If you don't work hard, how can you be sure that your daughter is not the last Bodhisattva?

It is also the bright future after winning the laurel that urges millions of inferior families in India to fully support their daughters to run for the road of Bodhisattva.

There is no doubt that Bodhisattva man, who won the final prize from tens of thousands or even more competitors, is the most outstanding woman in the world in terms of body, appearance and wisdom.

In the same way, she will cherish her current status, and will continue to learn and grow every day. Only in this way can she be effectively prevented from being deposed by the Presbyterian Church in Tianzhu because of her laziness, and once again knocked down from her high position - the most relaxed way is to be thrown into the snake cave and buried in the snake kiss.

Put yourself in the right place and imagine that the Bodhisattva in this kind of environment can not be outstanding, dare not be outstanding?

No one knows how much suffering and suffering Bodhisattvas suffered before they won the laurel, and finally they stood out.

Eating a dead rat soaked in water is nothing in the growth of Bodhisattva before he was 17 years old.

But the Bodhisattva can go without saying.

No one wants to talk about the suffering, the torture, right?

But Bodhisattva said it.

Just to disgust Li Nanfang.

She tried her best to assassinate Li Nanfang, but she was caught and rode for three days. She almost died of Yin. After the nirvana of Phoenix, she did not dare to be hostile to Li Nanfang any more, but she could always find a chance to disgust him?

It is not excessive for Bodhisattva to do so.

She hoped that when she said that she would bake those things, Li Nanfang would associate them with the scorching sun, stinky ditch, ballooned mice, and then vomit.

Although she can be sure, Li Nanfang can definitely see that she is deliberately disgusting him. It's very likely that after she vomited, she would become angry, hold her by the neck, press her on the ground, and gallop on the horse for three or five days again - that's a living self inflicted.

But she just couldn't help it.

After that, I felt some regret in my heart, but more nervous and scared. My right hand holding the branch of the roasted fish fillets began to tremble slightly, and the tragic image of being pressed on the ground by this abnormal man was even more floating in my mind.

However, to Bodhisattva's surprise, after she said these things, Li Nanfang, like a deaf person who did not hear her, still ate fish with relish. From time to time, he gave out tut Tut's praise and occasionally licked his fingers.

This is disgusting.

It's more disgusting than when Bodhisattva ate dead mice.

Sometimes, you have to admit that it's not only men who like to be cheap, but also women.

After he didn't see Li NanFang's disgusting appearance, the fear in Bodhisattva man's heart was instantly replaced by anger: "what kind of person is this? I said it was disgusting, but he didn't care."

Angry, the Bodhisattva could no longer maintain his sense. He simply took the fish fillets off the campfire and asked in a cold voice, "did you hear what I said?"

"Yes, I'm not deaf."

Li Nanfang threw away the fishbone, took the freshly baked piece from Bodhisattva man, and ate it again.

"Then why don't you feel sick?"

"Why do I have nausea?"

Li Nanfang asked in a strange way.