"Click..."
"Click..."
"Click..."
Many people may not have noticed a detail in their daily lives, that is, when you watch others eat, your mouth will instinctively secrete saliva.
And the more delicious the food the person in your field of vision eats, the more saliva he or she will secrete.
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The little girl just watched as she lay with half of her face on the edge of the pit, eating bite by bite.
Although his movements seemed indecent, and the food he ate seemed even more indecent, the whole picture still gave people a sense of ritual as if they were having a candlelight dinner in a Western restaurant.
“Heh…”
He took out half of his face and half of his arm, and threw it in front of the little Loli.
It is impossible for her to be afraid. After all, the little girl has seen a lot of storms and waves. This scene is not inappropriate for children for her.
only,
What does the other party mean
"Good stuff... don't you want to eat it?"
Half of his face looked at the little Loli with interest.
There was no blood at the corners of his mouth. In fact, not a single drop of blood splattered during the entire process.
The little Loli raised her eyebrows. She was weak, indeed, especially in the past two years. Apart from having a boyfriend who was good at fighting, she had no other skills except a good tongue.
But at this time, the necessary courage is still not lacking.
When I first became the leader of the factory, I dared to sell public assets at a low price, haha.
Pick up your arm.
No more hesitation,
Just took a big bite.
Hiss…
There is not the slightest bloody taste, and it does not make people feel nauseous. Instead, it melts in the mouth and is fragrant and smooth.
The taste is similar to white chocolate, and it is not greasy at all after taking a big bite.
The woman looks like a human, but in fact, she is not a human, nor does she have flesh and blood in the pure sense. You can even think of her as an energy body with self-awareness.
Like a human-shaped Snickers bar;
Half of the face continued to eat leisurely,
He said in a deep voice:
“Is it delicious?”
"tasty."
The little girl had bitten off most of the elbow in her hand, oh no, the arm.
“As long as it tastes good… Hehe… I’m full… I can get going…”
“… … ” Little Loli.
"Don't be afraid... I'm not talking about you."
The little girl stared at half of the face with her eyes wide open.
"Not me either."
… …
“Ahhhh!”
Lawyer An stretched his body.
"This air is really fresh. It's comfortable, so comfortable."
Beside him, Old Zhang's eyes turned red as he muttered:
"here we go."
The Bodhisattva appeared, even if it was just a ray of Buddha's light that flashed above the hospital, but this kind of aura and pomp was enough to have an impact far away.
It was enough for Lawyer An and others who were in the hotel at the time to sense it.
Buddhism emphasizes "equality of all living beings".
The sentient beings here,
It not only refers to living things, but also includes the dead.
Therefore, Lawyer An can also feel the influence brought by the appearance of the Bodhisattva. The spiritual peace and inner tranquility are really comfortable.
However, compared with Lawyer An's unscrupulous stretching,
Old Zhang seemed much more depressed.
The Bodhisattva has "descended"
Next,
It's probably like Mars hitting the Earth.
To be honest, at this moment he really doesn't care too much about the outcome and direction of this duel. He wants to go a step further and also wants to earn more blessings for the Zhang family. But if his eldest grandson's life is used as a bargaining chip, what is the point of his busy schedule
Lawyer An was too lazy to continue comforting Old Zhang. At this moment, nothing he said would be appropriate.
He just wanted to simply enjoy the peace of mind at this moment.
He is a very impetuous person, eager for quick success and instant benefits,
So at this moment, even though I am borrowing the light of the Bodhisattva, I still don’t want to waste even a bit of it.
"Yeah, shush."
… … … …
The Mount Tai in the center of hell has been vacant for quite some time. This is no longer a secret in the middle and upper levels of hell.
This cannot be blamed on others. If anyone has to blame someone, it can only be blamed on the fact that the Bodhisattva’s daily routine has been too regular over the past thousand years.
When to water the flowers, when to worship Buddha, and when you can roughly see a human figure swaying on the top of Mount Tai from a distance have become a constant over the past thousand years.
The longer the rules are maintained, the greater the chain reaction will be when they are broken.
“Clatter… clatter… clatter… clatter…”
It rains in hell, too;
It’s just that the rain in hell is different from the rain in the world of the living. The rain in the world of the living is a manifestation of water cycle and a factor of climate change, while the rain in the underworld is a phenomenon formed by the accumulation of resentment.
Of course, in the underworld, the existence of anything cannot be equated with that in the world of the living. Except that its form is very similar to that of rain in the world of the living, it does not have the effect of nourishing the earth.
At this time,
At the foot of Mount Tai,
It was raining heavily.
The Grand Chamberlain, wearing a red sweater, stood at the foot of the mountain. Next to him stood the second-ranked attendant. Behind the two of them, there was a person holding a big umbrella to protect them from the rain.
If you look closely, you can find that the person who is holding the scattered things looks very familiar. Yes, it is Feng Si.
When you gain something, you often lose something as well.
Feng Si had successfully advanced to a higher level thanks to his good looks, and was indeed the envy of others. But at this moment, he could only stand here and hold an umbrella for the two real masters of hell.
The Grand Chamberlain once joked that he wanted to give Feng Sidan an independent official position, to be called "Umbrella-Bearing Doctor".
This is not a humiliation. At least, countless people are now really envious of Feng Si's current honor and treatment.
As for whether Feng Si himself felt happy and satisfied in his heart, it was unknown. In short, his face was always filled with fear and trepidation.
"Brother, your clothes are quite unique."
The relationship between the attendants was very good, so they were naturally casual when talking to each other.
"Well, Xiaojiu knitted it herself, it would be inappropriate if she didn't wear it."
"No wonder, no wonder."
"Haha, don't laugh, it will be your turn soon."
The Grand Chamberlain reached out and gently tugged at the bright red sweater on his body. To be honest, the official uniforms they wore were originally dark in color, which gave people a feminine and depressing feeling when worn.
Now I am wearing a bright red sweater which is not even worn in rural areas in the world nowadays, and it looks so out of place.
It’s just that Da Changqiu only said he disliked it, but he still liked this dress in his heart.
"As far as I can remember, it never rains here in Mount Tai."
"After all, this is the Bodhisattva's Dharma Field. With him here, those resentful thoughts will be dissipated by the Buddha's light before they even get close to here. Since they can't gather together, it's impossible for it to rain."
"Brother, but now, it's raining."
"I'm not blind."
"Is something going to happen?"
"Don't you all know what's going on?"
"It's hard to grasp. We are young and mature late. When we start to remember things, we only recognize you, my brother, and a Bodhisattva."
"Oh, he just happened to be in luck. Some people in the underworld liked to spread rumors that we brothers were all wolf cubs raised by the Bodhisattva.
In fact, he just found us first. He couldn't be called the one who fed us or helped us. He just took a rope and tied it around our necks and held it in his hand.
If you think the time is not right, tighten it up; if you think the time is right, loosen it up a little and give us a whip at the same time."
"All I know is that he seems to have always wanted to put a real immortal on the altar."
Da Changqiu glanced at Lao Er and smiled.
road:
“But the things on the altar are not meant to be worshipped long-term. From the day they were sculpted, their final fate was destined to be toppled over and smashed.
Most of the ancient temples in the world are bound to this fate.
In ancient times, the immortals arranged for Huangdi to ascend to heaven when his life span was over and to be included in the ranks of immortals. However, that lord had such a violent temper that he didn't take the immortals seriously at all.
Of course, what happened later proved that he was indeed qualified to look down on everyone.
The Xuanyuan Sword fell, and from then on there were no more immortals in the world.
Before being killed, the Immortal King struggled with his hands stretched towards the sky and let out a final roar of unwillingness.
And we are actually the hands of the Immortal King. The ten fingers contain the unwillingness and anger of all the immortals.
We should be angry indeed. They treat the human world as their own chessboard, making all kinds of arrangements and manipulations, playing around for countless years, and from time to time they pump water from the human world for their own use.
But they didn't expect that there would be a ruthless person in the world who would knock them all down right away."
"It is the Immortal King's finger after all. Why do you make me feel that our origins are so humble?"
"Yes, back then the Immortal King was killed by someone, and when he was gone, we made a comeback, only to be killed again by his generals.
After that general is gone, we will think that the hardship will soon be over and happiness will come, right
As a result, the general suddenly showed up again and forced one of our brothers to commit suicide.
Hey, I was thinking, there doesn’t seem to be anything good to brag about my background, right
On the contrary, how can it be considered as miserable? "
"It seems that it is true."
"Hey, let's take a look first."
"Brother, do you think the Bodhisattva can pass this time?"
“It’s hard to say.”
"Not really?"
"It's starting to rain in Taishan. Nothing is impossible."
"So what should we do?"
"What do you think?"
"If the Bodhisattva comes back, we nephews will still be here with lanterns; if he doesn't come back, to be honest, we brothers have already thought about demolishing the small temple and building a big palace."
Da Changqiu let out a long sigh, feeling tired.
"What's wrong, bro?"
"If the Bodhisattva doesn't come back."
Da Changqiu paused, licked his lips, and his voice suddenly became a little hoarse, and continued:
"Then there will surely be others coming back."