"My life is better than yours!"
The old Taoist's words were truly powerful.
It was as if he had studied the "Villain Flag Quotes" in depth.
But just like all kinds of literary and artistic works, movies, TV series, etc., their carriers are all human imagination. Precisely because in reality most of the time there will not be a protagonist who is the incarnation of a messenger of justice to overthrow such a big villain, so we can only move it to the virtual screen in the hope of getting a kind of comfort that cannot be found in reality.
Zhou Ze's eyes focused, and at the same time he pinched out the last cigarette in the box. He didn't light it, but just held it in his palm, squeezing it bit by bit.
Boss Zhou had a feeling that something in the dark really echoed the old Taoist's words.
The Bodhisattva opposite also had a similar feeling.
Some people are tall or stand high, so they are much closer to the sky than ordinary people. They can see some changes in things earlier than people below, thus evolving a thing called "words come true".
This move, when used on a powerful cultivator, can naturally bring about wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and it can move mountains and fill the sea, and it can get whatever it wants.
For ordinary people, it means knowing in advance which areas will be planned as school district housing.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Even the gentle wind stopped making any sound at this moment, and everything began to become quiet.
Old Zhang looked at Zhou Ze first, then at the old Taoist priest, and finally at the Bodhisattva opposite;
As a bystander who seemed to have walked in here by mistake, he really had no idea why there was such silence at the moment.
soon,
There is no need for Lao Zhang to clarify.
Because when he bowed his head,
Look at your chest area.
Oh no,
It starts to glow!
"Old Zhang!"
Zhou Ze stood up suddenly from the hospital bed.
"roar!"
Just got hit by an orange.
After finally returning to the lotus seat, Di Ting seemed to sense an inherent threat.
He crawled on all fours and began to growl.
But Di Ting just stretched his neck and growled in a low voice, not daring to pounce on him. While roaring, he also stared at the Bodhisattva sitting above him out of the corner of his eye.
The Bodhisattva's gaze also fell on Lao Zhang, and there was a hint of depth in the gaze that was projected through the mask.
He can't see.
He just felt that the whole thing seemed to be developing in a direction he could not predict.
Bodhisattvas are always wise. The word "wise" here is a commendatory word. Buddha means wise.
Under his saddle is the Di Ting who can monitor the world. With his wisdom and the extensive information network, he can naturally have sharp eyes and ears as well as a clear mind.
But some things,
But it has surpassed a certain level and is no longer something that can be figured out simply by calculation. Even if it is right in front of you, you will not be able to see through it.
Just like when the Bodhisattva wanted to find the Taoist priest, as long as the Taoist priest did not show up himself, he really had no way to determine the Taoist priest's location.
The reason why I can come here is also due to the so-called "fate", which is commonly known as "a blind cat meets a dead mouse".
This requires a huge amount of luck, and therefore the Bodhisattva consumes a large amount of merit.
Ordinary people may never encounter this probability in their lifetime, but for people at their level, they can use special methods to increase this probability.
However, it could only be used against the old Taoist priest. Even at this time, the Bodhisattva could not see through Zhou Ze's identity. The Xiezhi in Lao Zhang's body had long transcended the constraints of the world and had evolved into a rule.
Before it completely revealed its true form, the Bodhisattva could hardly tell who it was, and only thought it was some trick used by the people on the opposite side.
Instead, it was the people under his seat who were listening attentively. After all, none of them were human. Generally speaking, they were all mythical beasts. It was possible that there was an instinctive reaction of like repulsion.
"At a level like yours and mine, do you still believe in fate?"
The Bodhisattva asked as he stood up from his lotus seat.
There are three people in front of me.
Apart from the old Taoist priest, no one could see through it completely.
Originally, he thought they were just two followers of the last Lord. They might be extraordinary, but in the end, that was all.
In this world, there are only a few immortals who have survived since ancient times. How could I be so lucky to encounter them all at once
Just as the light on Lao Zhang's chest appeared,
A sense of crisis began to set in.
This forces the Bodhisattva to move first and take the initiative.
But he still didn't walk very fast, as he was still striving to consolidate this small world of Sumeru first.
Some things are really ingrained in our bones, such as personality.
This has no essential difference to do with the height of your position, but the way it is presented may change, and the higher you are, the more serious the impact of your personality may be.
Seeking stability and having everything under control is the character of a Bodhisattva.
Since he entered Buddhism from a mortal, and then entered the Buddhist world, and then left the Buddhist world and went to hell alone, until the king's flag on the city wall changed and replaced the lineage of the Lord, and finally the Nine Eunuchs came to power.
Every step he took was planned, one step at a time. Although he lost the thrill of "surprise", he felt particularly solid.
"life?"
The old Taoist smiled.
road:
"Do you know what kind of people would say something like 'My fate is in my own hands'?"
The Bodhisattva shook his head slightly and continued to move forward.
"Hehe, you are a person with bad luck.
Because I have a bad fate, I want to think of some chicken soup words to encourage myself. My fate is so good, why shouldn’t I believe it? "
As the old Taoist was talking, he touched his crotch. He touched it again and again.
Hey, why can’t I touch it
"I've changed my clothes several times already."
Zhou Ze reminded.
Since being admitted to the hospital, the old Taoist has been to the operating room several times. Maybe the talisman paper was hidden in that old place at the beginning, but it is estimated that during this process, it was taken away by a nurse and stirred in the washing machine.
"well."
The old Taoist sighed, as if feeling sad for not being able to touch the talisman paper.
"What's wrong with Lao Zhang?"
Zhou Ze looked at Lao Zhang and asked.
After the initial panic, Lao Zhang calmed down. He had roughly guessed what was going to happen, so at this moment, he did not say some touching farewell words to Zhou Ze and Lao Dao with tears in his eyes.
Just lowered my eyes,
I continued to recite in my heart the words I had been repeating over and over again these days;
He knew that when he became that thing, he, too, would dissipate;
But he hopes that the psychological suggestion and obsession he has formed now can affect that person.
If I am gone, I am gone too.
But I was able to save the boss and the Taoist priest.
It’s really worth it.
He owed it to Zhou Ze. He knew how lazy Zhou Ze was, but he had helped him so much before. Not to mention, he also owed Zhou Ze his life.
As for the old Taoist priest, although he couldn't see through the old Taoist priest in front of him and felt he was very unfamiliar, the old Taoist priest in the past was indeed a very good person. From the perspective of social contribution alone, Lao Zhang felt that the old Taoist priest, who had donated hundreds of millions of yuan in his lifetime, was of greater value than himself.
If an outsider were to evaluate the value of others, it would definitely be biased, or even inherently incorrect, but these considerations are Lao Zhang's own.
The old Taoist looked at Zhou Ze, then at Lao Zhang, and shook his head.
"What did you do?" Zhou Ze continued to ask.
The old Taoist was surprised.
Pointing at myself,
Then waved his hands,
"Hey, don't blame me, brother. I didn't do anything."
"If it wasn't you who did it, who did it?"
At this moment,
Zhou Ze seemed to be able to guess what was happening to Lao Zhang.
That is why,
He was instinctively annoyed by the fact that the man was hiding his men's lives from him and treating them as consumables.
Being poor in the previous life, you will be stingy in this life.
Being afraid of loneliness in the previous life, I naturally value my own people in this life;
Boss Zhou has never been a big shot, and he is too lazy to be one. In his opinion, as long as the whole family is together in the bookstore and he can drink a cup of coffee and read a newspaper every day, life is very comfortable. Why would he need a bicycle
Therefore, when really encountering danger, Boss Zhou would not bother to cut off his tail to survive. At most, everyone can fight for their lives together. So what if he is really afraid of death
The old Taoist frowned. Facing Zhou Ze's accusation, he was not angry, but seemed a little aggrieved.
"You really can't ask me about this."
"If I don't ask you, then why not ask me?"
“… …” old Taoist.
At this time,
The Bodhisattva had already walked to a position less than fifty meters away from the bed.
He raised his head.
The golden mask on its face seemed to be in harmony with the sky.
The sky of the entire small world seemed to be embroidered with golden edges. Similarly, the surrounding flowers, trees, bridges and flowing water were also outlined with a layer of gold.
Done,
This small world of Xumi,
It has been consolidated by myself.
The old Taoist didn't dare to continue arguing with Zhou Ze. After all, the Human Bodhisattva was already in front of him, and it would be too much to quarrel with him.
It's not that I think doing this will make my loved ones sad and my enemies happy, but I just think,
Damn it, do you think Dizang is air? Doesn’t Dizang have any face
“Actually, Dizang, you are really smart. I felt it when I first saw you a thousand years ago.
But there is nothing you can do about it. If you could have another thousand years, maybe things would be different.”
The Bodhisattva seemed to have ignored the old Taoist's words.
Then his hands dropped,
The next moment,
The wind rises,
Clouds surge.
"alright."
The Bodhisattva spoke.
The old Taoist smacked his lips.
He reached out and pushed Lao Zhang who was standing next to him.
Shrugging,
Somewhat helpless,
Somewhat awkward,
It's like a primary school student going on stage and reciting his excellent composition to the whole class.
With a little shyness and introversion,
"What a coincidence, we are also fine."
… … …
There will be only one update today. I have a party at home in the evening.
Um,
Because today is Dragon’s birthday.