Garuda felt that he had never done anything bad in his life, so it was really hard to understand why he had such an unfortunate brother.
However, he has been practicing Buddhism for a long time, and he still believes in cause and effect. Thinking about it, he really didn't do anything wrong in his life. Maybe he owed him five million for killing the entire family of Mahama in his last life, and he has to pay off so many brothers' debts in this life.
On top of Garuda's head was a sea snake, which was stunned. He left the sea of blood with an expressionless face, and crossed the space-time barrier to the other end of the connection between the sea of blood and Ashura. Yan Mowang Palace meanders all the way along the majestic double iron wheel mountain, separated by such a long distance, it is impossible to see the end at a glance.
He threw the snake back into the sea of blood, turned into a golden-winged Dapeng bird, flew over the sea and the crystal avenue under the gaze of countless monsters, landed on the top of the high tower of the magic palace, found a place with a wide field of vision and sat in the shape of a human. down.
Garuda, the son of God who has lived in the snow-capped mountains of the plateau since he was a child, has difficulty adapting to the harsh environment of the Four Evil Realms. The ubiquitous blood and blood in the air hinder his breathing. . When Phoenix came to the Demon Realm and saw him, he suggested that he go back to the Snow Mountain, but Garuda refused.
He didn't even know why he stayed here. The family has been living in a divided state for a long time, and he does not want to leave at all.
"Mother?" Garuda turned his head.
Chu He walked along the moonlight stone tile, stepped on the roof, made a creaking sound, came to him, and reached out to rub the messy short hair of the second son.
"What about your brother?"
"Just now in the sea of blood, King Pozhi Asura led the ghost to the human world. When he passed the sea of blood, he followed him to watch the fun." Garuda paused, and said, "It's not necessarily to... eat people."
Chu He sighed almost silently, sat down beside his second son, and squinted at the hazy sky in the distance.
Garuda couldn't help but whispered: "Maha's hair has completely turned silver. The main purpose of eating people is to delay the symptoms of the five declines of heaven and man. In fact, he has been very restrained during this period of time, and only picks up the rest of the asuras. He also knew that if he continued to eat like this, he would be struck by lightning again soon…”
Chu He took out a paper bag from his jeans pocket and opened it to find a small handful of red hay. He grabbed half of it and gave it to Garuda, and then put the rest in his mouth and started chewing.
"What is this?" Garuda Roche asked.
"Devil Tobacco, refreshing."
Garuda tasted it, and there was a strong bitterness in the mouth, but after a dozen chews, an indescribable sweetness slowly spread up from the base of the tongue.
He had tasted the local tobacco in Nepal. It wasn't as hard to swallow, but the aftertaste was not as long and mellow as this one. And indeed, he woke up very quickly, and the tiredness of staying up at night for several days was greatly relieved.
"I will give Maha another godhead," Chu He said, "but not now."
Garuda couldn't help but ask, "When was that?"
Chu He gave him a deep look.
This is a very strange thing. Maha's facial features are more sharp on the basis of being similar to that of a phoenix, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes are always flowing with a cold and eerie taste, sometimes even reminiscent of snakes. —The kind of gorgeous, evil snakes that seem to suddenly appear behind you at any time and give you a fatal kiss.
But the phoenix has a sense of majesty in the gentleness, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, nobility and inviolability.
The military exploits proved that Wang He's merits and virtues were perfect as soon as he landed. Can it really cause such a big difference in the day after tomorrow? Garuda couldn't help but murmured inwardly. He imagined the picture of King Ming Peacock wearing a cassock and sitting high on a lotus seat. The first thing that came to his mind was that Maha ran wild in the mountains and fields in a vacuum, and he lost all thoughts in an instant.
"How much merit do you still have?" Chu He didn't answer Garuda's question, but suddenly asked.
"...I'm not bad...what," Garuda thought for a while, "I don't have much incense at all."
"I'm not much worse, but Maha has never paid back almost a shred of it. He has to kneel and recite Buddhist scriptures for at least a thousand years to offset the current debt of merit. If he returns to the throne now, his incense will be more prosperous, but If you don't get rid of the bad habit of eating people, you will soon be punished again."
Garuda said in his heart that Maha can eat people by nature, and he can hardly change it. The best way for him is to live in hell forever.
"Wait, mother." Garuda suddenly reacted: "You mean to pay off the current incense with Maha, and then pay the Demon Venerable's..."
Chu He raised his index finger, which instantly silenced Garuda.
"The Yama Palace is the eighth sense of Brahma," he said. "Don't talk nonsense."
Garuda nodded, then frowned, thinking that if this is the case, does he have to wait in hell for Maha to pay off the debt of thousands of years before attacking the Demon Lord, and finally return to the human world to reunite with his father?
This is too bad, his dad will drive a bomber to level hell first, and then grab Maha and strangle him alive.
"It doesn't take that long," Chu He seemed to have read through his mind, his eyes were bright and deep: "Seven days later, Fan Luo leads the hell demons to the human world to release his death energy, and I will accompany him..."
Garuda realized something, and his pupils opened slightly.
Chu He didn't explain any further, he just put his hands on the shoulders of Jialuolou and looked at him carefully. For the first time in so many years, he was so serious and solemn, looking at his youngest son, this handsome young man who had grown up without realizing it.
Children always grow up fast, he thought.
No matter how many years it takes, in the eyes of parents, they always breathe overnight and suddenly grow up.
Now, when I think about the urge to hang on to the children when they were just born, that kind of frenzied and abnormal love, it seems that in the thousands of years of family life, it has become deeper, heavier, and more gentle at the same time. of mercy. He is still willing to sacrifice himself to protect the child, but that kind of intense emotion that is so extreme that he doesn't care about anything seems to have happened in a previous life.
He was finally beginning to realize that children had their own way to go, and maybe the person they were destined to was waiting around the corner. As a parent, he has his own life that has been fully unfolded, and he also has people waiting for him in the distance.
"What are you thinking?" Garuda asked subconsciously.
"It's nothing," Chu He smiled slightly, and patted his hair that was tied up, feeling like Zhou Hui who had put two kilograms of hairspray on his head.
Zhou Hui's hairstyle takes a long time to make in front of the mirror every morning, but his son was born like this.
Garuda wanted to ask something else, but then Chu He slapped him heavily on the head, got up and said, "Go back to the human world, don't go to the Snow Mountains in Tibet, go to Beijing to find your father."
"… what?"
"Van Luo travels freely in the six realms, relying not only on the godhead of the great Asura king of the four evil realms, but also the enchantment that can erode the space. In other words, only within the range of his enchantment, the ability to shuttle at will only works." Chu. A playful look flashed in He's eyes: "Your dad is too arrogant in the face of Demon Venerable, shouting that sealing Demon Venerable is just to deal with Heaven's Way, and never seriously thought about how to solve Fan Luo's ability to travel through the Six Ways at will... I have long ago I persuaded him to study some more magical forbidden theories, but he never listened."
Garuda seemed to understand something, but saw Chu He turn around and walk through the large moonlight stone tiles, walking towards the road in a creaking sound.
"Wait!" Garuda suddenly took two steps forward: "But you have lost your original body, and Maha has fallen into five declines. I must stay to help you—"
"No," Chu He said gently, "Go back, you have done enough for your brother, and your parents' problems are your parents' problems. Occasionally, you should trust the abilities of adults."
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I don't know how Chu He greeted Mozun, or he didn't say anything, but Mozun himself was also jealous of this young man who looked like a deadly enemy, and didn't want him to stay in hell for a long time; anyway, Jialuolou left. The four evil realms were not hindered in any way, and even Maha did not dare to say anything.
This is also very normal. Maha's energy is spent every day on the two things of tossing the sea of blood and slowing down the speed of weakening. Garuda suspects that it will take at least another three days for him to find out the fact that he has disappeared.
Beijing, long-distance bus station.
Garuda jumped out of the car, raised his eyes and glanced around when he landed.
He was carrying an old travel bag, wearing a gray pullover hood, jeans framed with long, sturdy legs, yellow bandages covering his face except his eyes, and fingerless black leather gloves.
He was dressed like a strange migrant worker, and a bit like a terrorist with a schoolbag ready to blow up the station. People kept looking back at him along the way, but he didn't realize it.
"Hey, stop over there!" The two policemen patrolled here and found that something was wrong, and immediately stepped forward to stop Garuda, staring at him vigilantly: "Where did you come from, what's going on on your face? Do you have any documents?"
The people passing by frequently turned around, and Garuda was stunned for a while, then unpacked his schoolbag and began to look through the documents.
After searching for a long time, he couldn't find it. The fake ID card that Chu He arranged for him was packed with scattered cash, and he wrapped it in a small cloth and stuffed it in the inner layer of the school bag. Now the inner bag is empty, and the deepest part is empty. There is an imperceptible knife mark.
Garuda: "..."
Garuda has never seen a thief since he was born. He didn't expect that even a golden-winged Dapeng bird could be picked up by a thief these days. He was a little confused on the spot.
The patrolman looked at each other, and his tone became a little more serious: "Young man, what's your name?"
"... Garuda."
Do the police think that you are a minority? What kind of stupid name is this? "What's wrong with your face?"
"Afraid of light."
... What's the matter with being afraid of light, can you find a more sane excuse! The policeman on the left began to turn his head and wave to his colleague not far away to call for reinforcements, while the other glanced back and forth at Garuda with undisguised vigilance: "Where did the boy come from?"
Garuda was very frank: "From Tibet, find my father."
"Who is your father, from which unit?"
This was the straw that broke the camel's back.
Garuda said: "Ministry of National Security."
Five minutes later, Garuda was escorted into a police car and whizzed away.
·
police station.
Garuda was sitting in a chair, with two police officers sitting across from him, looking up and down with undisguised guard eyes. There was a wide-open schoolbag in the middle of the table.
The original contents of the schoolbag were spread out - scriptures, scriptures, scriptures, and a string of agarwood beads.
"This guy is probably reselling Buddhist cultural relics," the policeman said.
A voice came from outside the door:
"Our director's youngest son, who was deeply influenced by his family, went to Tibet to learn Buddhism since he was a child... To the blame for having a second child, parents tend to pay more attention to the older child and ignore the second child... No, no, they probably won't. After having three children, is another kid trying to make our director jump into the river? How can they get money to buy a house and marry a daughter-in-law with such a high housing price in Beijing these days!"
The deputy director let in the two men in black and said sympathetically, "Yes, if you don't have that ability, don't fight for a second child. If you can't raise it, don't have another child."
Garuda: "...?"
"These two are comrades from the Institute of Religion at Peking University. The boy's father sent them to lead people." The deputy director pointed to the two men in black to introduce them. The police stood up to say hello. It's a special package of red pandas: "I'm sorry, I've caused trouble for your work, we'll take this child now..."
Both sides politely gave in, one said no, and the other insisted. After a few concessions, the police took over one person and two packs of red pandas. The two men in black looked back at Garuda and saw his bandaged face. He twitched obviously: "Old Zhou... Teacher Zhou asked us to come in to pick you up, he was waiting in the car outside."
Garuda narrowed his eyes.
He couldn't see it when he didn't move his eyes and was completely empty, but as soon as he had an expression, he could clearly see Zhou Hui's shadow. In particular, the deep browbones and eye sockets, as well as the sharp and calm eyes, are like buckled out of a mold.
He stood up, packed the school bag on the table and walked out, his arms showing obvious muscles as he swung the bag on his back.
The two team members saw that he was covered in sturdy clothes and an old schoolbag, and thought that no wonder he was arrested as a terrorist. If he went to the *** square, he would not be stopped by the police on the spot and handcuffed to the ground. There are ghosts.
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Garuda walked out of the police station. A silver Lexus was parked under the steps. Zhou Hui was wearing a motorcycle leather jacket and wearing sunglasses. He leaned against the door to light a cigarette, and saw his son come out and waved.
"How did you get caught?"
Garuda walked down the steps, faced Zhou Hui a step away, and said lightly, "The money and documents have been stolen."
The father and son, who hadn't seen each other for hundreds of years, looked at each other at close range. Although Garuda didn't show his face, he was very similar to his father in terms of face shape, hair and figure. Especially the aura of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi when he is not speaking, in the evenly matched collision, it gives people a very chaotic and familiar sense of resemblance.
Zhou Hui was still very young, but Garuda was already seventeen or eighteen years old. When the two faced each other, it was not like father and son, but like a mature alpha wolf and a young and strong challenger facing each other in the wolf pack.
On the steps, two groups of members came out of the police station and stopped subconsciously.
After a while, one of them hesitated: "Team leader..."
Zhou Hui suddenly grinned, flicked the long cigarette butt that had burned out in his hand, held the cigarette in his mouth, took out the cigarette case and handed it to Garuda, "Huh?"
Garuda took the cigarette, but didn't light it, and said, "I'm here to tell you that Demon Venerable will invade the border in a few days."
Zhou Hui said, "I know."
"And the mother knows how to deal with the six-path shuttle of the Demon Venerable."
Zhou Hui moved for a while, and saw Garuda lowered his head and smelled the cigarette. He didn't seem to be interested, and threw it into the sewer by the sidewalk.
"..." Zhou Hui glanced at his son up and down, and said coldly after a while, "Get in the car and talk."
Garuda took a car for the first time since he was born. After getting in the car, he carefully looked at the instrument and steering wheel on the front seat, and seemed to be very interested.
Zhou Hui casually asked a few things about the Asura Dao, Garuda picked out the key points and told what he knew and everything he knew, he said very concisely, and finally said: "Maha has already shown symptoms of five decays, my mother told me not to stay in hell, Come to the human world to find you."
Zhou Hui gave an expressionless hum.
Garuda turned his head to look at him.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Hui asked casually.
"...I thought you were going to ask how your mother was doing at Yamawang's Palace..."
Zhou Hui turned to his second son, narrowing his long, deep eyes slightly.
His eye sockets are deep, and his eyelids are not obvious, and his eyes have a qualitative focus unique to an archer. When his eyes are fixed on something that doesn't move, it gives people a sense of penetration like a sharp arrow.
"What happens to your mother and I is a matter between us. Parents can only solve the problem with their parents. Besides, no amount of worthless care can change Phoenix's current situation, so you don't need to tell me."
After Zhou Hui finished speaking, he turned his head and closed his eyes against the leather back seat.
Garuda stared blankly at his father, completely ignorant of the source of his tit-for-tat strong emotions. After a while, he turned his face and looked forward, and asked his father to ask for the toll before leaving, and then returning. The urge to go to the Yamawang Palace to have sex with his mother.
However, Zhou Hui cast the evil fire that had been suppressed for many days on his son, and he was immediately punished.
- Garuda took a car for the first time in his thousands of years of life. It was uncomfortable after a few hours of bumpy rides on a long-distance bus. The traffic conditions in downtown Beijing were crowded. Driving and stopping for a while stimulated his brain even more. Dizziness.
After finally stopping and driving to the gray iron gate of Guoan Unit 547, Zhou Hui turned to his son with a blank face. Just as he was about to teach a lesson, he was suddenly slapped on the shoulder by Garuda and cried out in pain, "Dad. …”
Zhou Hui paused in doubt. The next second, I saw the face of the goddess throwing flowers, and Garuda vomited all over him.