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Vol 3 Chapter 1016: Why is he!

In fact, there is no essential difference between the wind of **** and the wind between the sun;

It is nothing more than the difference in scenery that has caused the wind to give people a feeling that has been implicated in subverting the look and feel.

It's like standing on the shore of Er'er and blowing the wind and standing on the Sahara.

And at this time,

In the most sacred and highest place in Hell for thousands of years-Mount Tai,

A giant with a huge size is pouring his blood frantically.

The wind in this area is filled with suffocating **** smell.

There was a wise man in the sun, in order to cope with the above environmental inspection, the bare barren hills were painted with green paint;

And at this time,

The blood of the truth,

Like a huge red paint pot,

Thoroughly dip the entire Taishan Mountain and the surrounding area with red.

On the cliff face, on streams, on vegetation,

As if in the middle of nowhere,

There seems to be only one red.

Listen to the sad and anxious expression on the face of the teenager sitting on his body,

In my heart, I was extremely excited,

Sprinkle it,

Sprinkle more,

Sprinkle quickly,

There is the blood of truth listening,

In the future, his own manor is destined to become the most fertile land in hell!

In the mind of the young man, it seemed that he had shown great satisfaction when he became the first farmer of hell.

There are indeed such people in this world. Their pursuit departs from the rhythm of the public, but they are alone and obsessively pursuing their own inner peace.

At this point,

The teenager is very similar to the Bodhisattva.

Da Changqiukou's body appeared upright at the foot of the mountain, and Xiao Jiu stood beside him, holding an umbrella for him.

Behind them,

There are also seven standing attendants standing side by side,

Whether it is the former ten-changing waiter or the current nine-changing waiter, what changes is the number, but what does not change is the kind of family who insists on neat and tidy no matter what they do.

Originally, Da Changqiu did not intend to go to this muddy water.

He had seen the bodhisattva who had been punched three times in a day after being punched in the face. To be honest, he couldn't bear it if this matter rested on him.

Even if you endure, the situation is pressing, breaking your teeth and swallowing in your stomach, bearing the burden of humiliation, looking forward to revenge and anti-killing.

Man, people who were barefoot in the past were not afraid of wearing shoes, and there was a wound on their body. They spit on and rubbed and rubbed it.

But with the rise of status and strength, some things that were previously meaningless have become inexplicable and become more and more important, even to the point of inviolability.

Therefore, this is the place where the most admiration before Dachangqiu is the most fearful place for Bodhisattvas.

This kind of person, with a deep obsession, has not been corroded by the so-called authority and status. Therefore, once this kind of person really has a mental problem, it will be the most terrible thing. .

In the past, his obsession, his faith, and his pursuit will be ignored at this time,

Like a fierce beast that was imprisoned, all the shackles on his body were released in an instant.

Gee,

Da Changqiu smashed it subconsciously, smashed his mouth,

My head deliberately looked out of the umbrella,

The tip of the tongue waited for a while, or the blood beads dripped, and tasted slowly, with a bit of fishy and spicy taste.

"All help me collect a little, go back and I find something to drink wine, go to this smell."

"Hello!"

The seven permanent attendants behind them each took out their storage implements and began to gather up the sky of blood, and were very busy.

Xiao Jiu looked at Da Changqiu with some doubt,

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"Brother, shall we go up?"

"Wait, wait."

Da Changqiu stretched out,

"The flies don't bite the egg, you have to let this slit split a little more yourself."

Xiao Jiu frowned slightly, and always felt that this sounded a little uncomfortable.

"Snapped!"

Da Changqiu slapped on the back of Xiao Jiu's head,

Scolded:

"I can afford my own joke, what rack are you holding me here?"

Xiao Jiu was aggrieved.

"Crying and mourning this face again, believe me or not, I will send you up and make a good deal for ourselves."

"........." Xiao Jiu.

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At this moment, it is not clear from the truth that Jiu Chang waiters are standing at the foot of the mountain while looking at the landscape while collecting their blood and going back to brewing wine;

Even if I knew it, I wouldn't care about it now.

It is more worried about the Bodhisattva.

Buddhism and the devil are often just a matter of thought. Among the Buddhist gates, there are not a few people who carelessly enter the devil to the extreme.

Moreover, the higher the Buddha, the easier it is to become enchanted;

This often means that all the previous accumulated merits have been lost to the fore, and the foundations have collapsed.

The figure of the Bodhisattva appeared on the offering table for a while, on the futon, on the door, and in the back room;

Every bodhisattva is chanting Buddhist scriptures, making big wishes, and talking;

Ting listening is good at monitoring everything, but at this moment, it can’t hear all the words of the Bodhisattva clearly, it is too much and too complicated, and its own consciousness is also constantly being twisted and ravaged in this .

It wants to go out, but can't get out. It knows that it has been forced by the Bodhisattva about this cage, and this was originally the cage that the Bodhisattva himself set for himself, and he imprisoned himself here. , Hard to break in.

It doesn't know what happened, so that the Bodhisattva has changed so much in just one year.

A year's time may not be too long for mortals in the sun. For the **** bosses who have calculated Shouyuan every thousand years, it is naturally shorter and shorter.

But it was after that time that Yan Luo came down, that Bodhisattva began to show such symptoms.

I originally thought that Bodhisattva's ability can be adjusted by itself.

Because he is a bodhisattva, a true supreme will since **** for thousands of years.

But the problem is much more serious than what Dizhen expected.

And when it really intends to come over to check, it finds that the matter is already tricky to the point of being unmanageable.

As strong as the long, long-standing Qiu Shang, and not daring to run up to the top of Mount Tai at this time, it is enough to see how terrible a bodhisattva who is unconscious.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva..."

Ting listened to the bodhisattva while still suffering.

What it is doing now is nothing more than hoping to wake up a trace of clarity in its own calling. As long as it can play a little role, it believes that the Buddha can calm himself down.

Its advantage lies in its strong body, so it can share the conscious torture on its own flesh;

But its disadvantage is also this. It can hear many, many, but not many.

There is no omnipotence, even if it is to listen to this level of existence, in its seemingly long life, it can only choose a path to walk exclusively.

however,

When I listened to my despair gradually,

It suddenly discovered,

The sound in the small temple suddenly disappeared, almost in an instant, and the environment here fell into a deadly silence.

From the hustle and bustle of the previous bustling that made the soul almost burst, suddenly turned into this nihilism that can swallow all the noises in an instant;

This conversion makes people very uncomfortable, even if it is to listen to the truth, at this time, they can only glance quietly around with their red eyes.

at last,

It saw the Buddha,

The bodhisattva came to the futon,

He folded his hands and knelt down.

In front of the bodhisattva,

Still for the table,

For the table,

It's a mess of mud.

"You came."

The voice of the Buddha came.

After listening to Chang Shu for a while, the big rock in my heart finally landed.

At this moment,

It folded his hands respectfully,

Facing the figure of the bodhisattva,

Devotedly said:

"I'm coming."

The Bodhisattva nodded, listening to worship him, he was worshipping the table.

"How is the bodhisattva?"

Di listened and asked.

"well."

After hearing the words, I felt that the Bodhisattva had overcome it, and things finally subsided.

In fact, above the Taishan Mountain, its body is no longer bloody;

however,

Its body is not swollen or swollen, but it is slowly expanding. The already huge and scary body, like a balloon, began to grow bigger and bigger... …

In the small temple,

The mud in front of the bodhisattva began to creep slowly, as if driven by the idea, it had some connection with some existence in the underworld.

The bodhisattva said in a deep voice:

"It can be seen that **** does not swear to become a Buddha, what does it mean?"

As a bodhisattva's mount, she rests in the past, but she often discusses homework with the bodhisattva.

That is, for hundreds of years, with all stability, this opportunity is much less.

He listened to and answered respectfully:

"The **** is no longer a hell, the yang is no longer a yang; the **** is regarded as a yang, and the yang is regarded as a hell;

The real sun is naturally a journey of thousands of ghosts; the real **** is already empty.

The bodhisattva's aspirations can be achieved with the release of the Buddha's position, and the merits are complete. "

"This is what I told him."

Nodding nodded, he knew who the Bodhisattva said "he" refers to.

"People, begs, seeks, and secures.

After the great turmoil, it was great tranquility;

After the great turmoil, there is no dirt;

After the tribulation, you are at ease;

Listen to........."

"I am here, Bodhisattva."

"Do you know what I want?"

Ting listened to the supply table, and the sludge on the table had condensed a person's lower body.

"Congratulations to Bodhisattva, He Xi Bodhisattva, a thousand-year plan, a thousand-year wait, a thousand-year layout, and finally lead to true fairy dharma!"

Ting listened to kneel down.

At the beginning, when Win Gou and Bodhisattva met for the first time;

Win Gou said that he was not used to sitting on his head.

The Bodhisattva said that he was not used to his empty table.

After hearing the congratulations,

Bodhisattva turned his head,

The body twisted into a very exaggerated and strange arc,

He listened to see with amazement,

The mask of the Buddha is melting,

Like a pool of molten iron dripping slowly.

The bodhisattva's voice is a bit of a faint,

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