Everyone in Xuanmen knows that I am a weak Buddhist cultivator who only knows how to chant sutras.
The system asked me to save demons and accumulate virtues. I turned him into lamp oil with my backhand, and my merits were +10086.
The system asked me to give alms to beggars, and I blocked the path of the hungry ghosts behind me, which doubled my merits.
The system panicked: [Host, what on earth are you doing? !
I have kind eyebrows and kind eyes: "Do good."
The mute cousin I picked up from home always secretly handed me the knife when I was trying to kill someone.
Until that day when I shattered my spiritual veins, he tore open the human skin, revealed the body of the ferocious beast, and carried me back to his nest.
The first sentence he spoke was not about killing, but about grievance:
"Sister, my heart hurts. I need a kiss to heal it."
PS: The main text is in the third person. The heroine is a pseudo-Buddhist and has a real career. The hero is inhuman and ruthless and doesn't talk much. He only sticks to the heroine. They are both strong in 1v1 and join forces to kill the sky.
Intention: If the so-called "laws of heaven" regard all people as stupid dogs, then I will be the one who breaks the situation. Kindness requires sharpness, and love can control mountains and rivers.