Although I often joke that he is the farmer's three punches,
But that was really just a joke.
Feng Si'er had spread the news a while ago that the small temple on Mount Tai was empty.
At that time, Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was empty, but who knew that the Bodhisattva actually came to Hainan and Sanya.
Zhou Ze had actually already guessed a little about what the Taoist had done in his previous life. Boss Zhou often boasted about what he had done to the Bodhisattva.
In the past, people played masked games. Once they left the masked dance hall, no one knew who was who, so they could naturally behave in all kinds of unrestrained ways.
But in reality,
Then all of this is no longer realistic.
A sense of urgency has come over me.
The bookstore group had just arrived in Sanya a few days ago, and that person had also come, which forced Zhou Ze to think more.
Compared with that Bodhisattva, the threat from the Sea God can really be ignored.
"How can I save you?"
Zhou Ze asked.
“Blood…blood…blood…”
"Blood?"
"Your... essence and blood..."
The Sea God was injured by Di Ting because Di Ting had almost lost 80 to 90 percent of his blood on Mount Tai in Hell. After coming back to life, he was in urgent need of nourishment and happened to meet the Sea God.
Without any greeting or prelude, Di Ting went straight up and cut the sea god into eight pieces, absorbed most of it, and then threw it away like garbage, leaving it to fend for itself.
Those who have eaten snake meat may not know this, but those who have killed snakes certainly know;
You cut off the head of a snake, peel off the skin, and cut it from top to bottom with a pair of scissors;
That’s it, this “snake” that looks like a rubber tube can still wriggle.
This is the case with Lord Poseidon. Although Di Ting is too lazy to take the trouble to completely kill him, his vitality, as strong as that of a cockroach, is the fundamental reason why he can sustain his drifting to the present.
Now,
It needs Zhou Ze's blood essence.
It no longer dares to think about transforming into a dragon, which is not realistic anymore. What it is looking forward to now is just another path.
However, there is already a Deadpool in the bookstore, and Boss Zhou really has no idea of creating an enhanced version of Deadpool;
Besides, this time I came out, I had already eaten all the little potatoes. If I continue to bleed this Lord Poseidon here, if anything happens later, I might be so weak that I won't even be able to struggle to resist.
"Don't even think about it."
Boss Zhou refused bluntly.
Time is precious, and he is too lazy to continue wasting time here.
“I… I can… can… acknowledge you… as… Lord…”
Lord Poseidon's voice was very urgent.
What it wants now is not actually recovery. When it asked for Zhou Ze's blood and essence earlier, it was just with the idea that it must have a dream.
Now, what it most urgently needs is a carrier that can preserve its residual soul.
Even if it means sacrificing one's freedom, it is worth it.
Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment.
Nod,
Agreed.
Boss Zhou had similar things before, some he caught himself, some Feng Sier gave him as gifts, but it was just like some people who couldn't even grow a cactus.
Boss Zhou's stuff is consumed very quickly.
The nail of his index finger gently scratched his palm, leaving a bloody cut, but not much blood dripped out.
Zhou Ze placed his palm on the sea python's head.
A green light flowed out from the sea python's head and entered Zhou Ze's body through Zhou Ze's palm.
Ordinary people would think carefully before collecting this kind of thing, because it would be really troublesome if it backfired, and if you are not careful, it would be taken over by someone else.
However, Boss Zhou is a fool and really doesn't care about this issue.
Just think of it as a temporary way to entertain Tiehanhan who has lost all his figures, so that he won't be so depressed. Now it's good that he can play with Snake Skin by himself when he has nothing to do.
The sea snake entered Zhou Ze's body.
To be exact,
It entered the sea.
But this sea is completely different from the sea where it was born and grew up.
In the middle of the sea,
A throne of bones stands majestically.
Above the throne,
There sat a shirtless man.
The man supported his head with his right hand, as if he was dozing off.
The sea snake instinctively wanted to get closer and say hello.
However,
The man opened his eyes slightly.
Just opened a crack.
The sea snake immediately felt as if it had been electrocuted.
He immediately and submerged himself into the sea, not daring to show his head again.
The man closed his eyes again.
He seemed really sleepy.
As sleepy as an old Taoist priest.
… … …
After capturing the Sea God and learning that the Bodhisattva had already arrived in Sanya, Zhou Ze did not dare to delay any longer and prepared to return directly to the shore.
Whether to leave Sanya as soon as possible or hide on the spot, we need to come up with a plan quickly.
The boss was still floating on the water with his iron hand, and Old Zhang was pretending to swim over with him.
But Lawyer An, who was also in the water, grabbed his shoulders.
"What for?" Old Zhang asked puzzledly.
"Damn it, you can't leave all the dirty work to me alone, right?"
"What's the meaning?"
Old Zhang looked very confused and knew nothing.
Lawyer An glanced to the side.
There was a "click" sound in the throat.
later,
The female detective was still soaking in the water, holding the man she had rescued. It seemed that she was shocked by the scene just now and had not recovered yet.
"The boss didn't say anything, you..."
"The boss has forgotten, but we can't forget. The boss is kind-hearted, and I am a bad guy."
Lawyer An said seriously.
Old Zhang took a deep breath.
"Think about your Lao Zhang and Xiao Feng. Your Zhang family is now on the same side with us. Once we are exposed, we will all be doomed."
"Can't you do it alone?"
"I want to see you get dirty too."
… … …
The cities on earth are indeed completely different from before.
Bodhisattva and Di Ting walked on the street together. They rejected Lu Wenliang's arrangement and just wandered around the city casually.
After walking for a while, I got on a sightseeing bus. I didn't know where I was going, so I just walked and looked around.
Until nightfall, the two of them continued walking on the streets of the city.
Fortunately, this amount of exercise is really nothing for them.
"Buddha, it's time for dinner."
The Bodhisattva nodded.
Di Ting went to a fast food restaurant across the street, clasped his hands together and begged for alms in front of the clerk.
For some reason, the clerk was so moved that he cried. He took the initiative to bring two fast food meals, carefully packed them and handed them to Di Ting.
Then,
Bodhisattva and Di Ting were sitting on a bench by the roadside.
Each person had a box lunch.
He still eats slowly and seriously.
When begging for alms, do not be picky and treat them with sincerity.
This point has not changed at all in the Bodhisattva, whether he was a young novice or now he is in charge of hell.
He did not become a Buddha, but he has always lived according to the standards of a "Buddha".
In his eyes, whether one is a Buddha or not is just an illusion, a title, or even not worth mentioning.
At this time, a woman with a strong smell of alcohol came over. She walked a little unsteadily. When passing by a bench, her high heels twisted and she fell directly onto Di Ting who was sitting on the bench next to her.
Di Ting held the lunch box in one hand and supported her with the other.
“Bang!”
Who knew that after the woman stood firm, she slapped Di Ting in the face.
"Damn it, you dare to take advantage of me, don't you even look at how poor you are!
Let go, let go, or I’ll call for help!”
Di Ting loosened his hand.
He ignored the drunk woman's shouting, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
The woman glanced at the two people sitting on the bench and snorted, "Le Se!"
The Bodhisattva continued to eat his meal.
Di Ting continued to eat his meal.
On the bench,
There was only the sound of chewing food.
The woman must have been in a very bad mood, otherwise she wouldn't have drunk so much. But no matter how bad your temper is, you can't continue to lose your temper at two balls of cotton.
She immediately took out the car keys from her handbag, opened the door of a Maserati next to her, and got in.
The car started.
The engine made a series of noises.
Gallop away.
The Bodhisattva put down the lunch box in his hand.
Listen carefully and look towards the Bodhisattva.
The Bodhisattva pursed his lips.
road:
"Thirsty."
Di Ting stood up and walked to a milk tea shop called "Ganchadu" behind him to beg for alms.
The two young shop assistants burst into tears again.
The customers waiting in line nearby were really confused, and some were even questioning why beggars could cut in line.
The two waiters poured out the milk tea and juice that they had just prepared for the customers.
She cried and said, "These are made from rotten fruits, they are not fresh, we need to replace them with fresh ones for everyone."
Customer in line: “… ”
Di Ting brought a glass of juice over.
Handed it to the Buddha.
The Bodhisattva took the juice.
Took a sip.
Then he picked up his chopsticks and started to finish the rest of the lunch box.
Eat as much as you can and don’t waste even a single bit.
finally,
The Bodhisattva finished his lunch box.
Di Ting also finished eating, and took the juice that the Bodhisattva had not finished and drank it himself.
"You're not full?"
The Bodhisattva asked, "Listen carefully."
"But I dare not eat too much."
Di Ting smiled in a naive way, his lips looked a little pale on his thin face.
"It's hard for you to follow me. You've been hungry for so many years."
"If I hadn't followed the Bodhisattva, I would have died long ago."
Coincidentally, another tourist bus came from the front.
The Bodhisattva stood up, ate his meal, and continued to stroll. He could walk where there was a road, and get on where there was a car, and go wherever he wanted.
Di Ting put away the lunch box and juice and walked to the trash can not far away to throw them away.
The Bodhisattva was standing at the bottom of the platform, waiting.
The bus stopped and then drove away.
Di Ting came over at this time. He delayed the time, which resulted in the Bodhisattva being unable to get on the car.
"Why did it take so long?" asked the Bodhisattva.
Di Ting scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
road:
"They are sorting the dry and wet garbage."