Chapter 56 Wangwang!

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In modern society, everything is developing rapidly, and all aspects are making rapid progress.

QR codes can be placed on tombstones. When worshiping ancestors in the future, the younger generation who have no impression of their elders can take out their mobile phones and scan the QR code to read about the lives of their ancestors;

Even if you really feel that ancestor worship is boring, you can scan QR codes everywhere with your mobile phone, say hello to the neighbors of your ancestors nearby, and become familiar with them.

But in Yinggou's era, there was no such thing, and there was no need to pay attention to garbage classification;

I guess the winning method is to throw away the bones after eating them, and pile them up there in a mess;

When you're bored, kick her again and you'll be able to turn her into a chair.

No one specially used a small notebook to record whether on a certain day in a certain year, a certain animal was eaten and its bones were thrown away, how long and how wide the bones were, and what shape the bones were...

You must know that every time an emperor in ancient times visited a nobleman or palace maid, there would be a eunuch beside him to record the duration of the emperor's visit to such and such a person on a certain day of a certain year and month for two minutes and so on...

so,

Forefathers planted trees for future generations to enjoy the shade.

But this predecessor was too lazy...

No one can count the number of bones in a throne as big as the Bone Throne. As for choosing the ones that look like horns, there is really no way to decide;

Because there are too many horn-like figures. After all, in those days, if you didn’t have horns on your head, you would be too embarrassed to go out and say hello to your colleagues like a ferocious beast.

Moreover, Yinggou seemed to be particularly fond of the flesh of the horned beast. There were sharp protrusions around each floor of the throne, a bit like using the horns as nails.

And maybe because of pursuing some kind of beauty or obsessive-compulsive disorder, Yinggou should have specially repaired this throne, polished the corners or smoothed the whole thing for you.

As long as Ying Gou wants to do it, there are not many skilled craftsmen in the world who can match him in terms of skills, because he can completely change the shape and state of the original bones in a way that is difficult for Newton to understand.

Zhou Ze put his hand on the Bone Throne,

for a time,

Somewhat confused.

Lao Zhang also raised his head and looked at the throne, feeling a little confused.

If it's just a math problem, that's it. Let's all settle down together. No matter how difficult it is, at least there is a single correct answer.

But the current question is a probability question. Calculating the probability is not enough. You have to try it one by one.

Do you have to try this in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

Zhou Ze had no choice but to turn his head and look at Haechi, who was almost free of his chains, and waved to him.

road:

"Brother, if you smell it with your nose, can you tell which one is your horn?

You're welcome. If you smell it, I'll give it to you. If you like it, you can collect a few more bones as souvenirs. "

In response, Haechi continued to roar.

Probably not.

That's it,

I have a headache.

………………

The old Taoist glanced at the still Xiezhi and Yinggou, and then at the Bodhisattva.

He noticed the action of the Bodhisattva putting his hand on the mask. This scene made the corners of his eyes twitch.

If the environment and conditions were not suitable, the Taoist would really want to go up and personally persuade the Bodhisattva to control himself. Impulsiveness is the devil.

Everyone was once a player of the same level, so naturally they knew each other's ultimate moves.

The old Taoist naturally understands what it means if a Bodhisattva takes off his mask.

first,

It means that the Bodhisattva will die.

When the two met for the first time thousands of years ago, the old Taoist asked the Bodhisattva why he wore a mask.

The Bodhisattva's answer is: If you have not found the true Buddha, you will not be able to see anyone.

In other words, once you take off the mask, it means you have found the true Buddha.

However, forcing things to complete before things are settled will often bring about the most terrible side effects.

The true Buddha has not yet been found. All he can do is to take off the mask and transform into the true Buddha himself. Then, like fireworks, he will be brilliant for a moment and then dissipate.

The current situation is really a bit of a fight to the death;

Everyone is like a gambler, and no one can afford to lose despite everything being played. In other words, gamblers have become inhumane and will lose everything to the point of losing everything;

Will you admit defeat, or will you choose to play with your opponent?

In this world, no one can really have a perfect plan. After all, you are not the only one who is qualified to bet on the card table.

The old Taoist originally thought, if the Xie Chi comes out and destroys the Bodhisattva, it doesn't matter what mask you wear or not, and whether you have a follow-up move or not. He just closed the door and let the dogs out with this one move. That's enough.

Who can realize it?

Now it has ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

Inside, Haechi and Yinggou are still confronting each other. God knows what they are doing in the world of spiritual consciousness.

Outside, the Bodhisattva is still watching with eagerness, and is even ready to die together in the end.

The old Taoist suddenly felt that life was so difficult.

Thinking about my planning from thousands of years ago to now,

I thought I could have smooth sailing, but who knows, in the end, I still relied on gambling.

Just like the Bodhisattva, the old Taoist doesn’t like it either

Enjoy gambling.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. If they save their lives, they will still be a good man after eighteen years. These similar rhetoric sounds very refreshing, but it is all the words that the bottom hanging silk likes to shout;

Who among the real princes and nobles would call this?

As for why the Bodhisattva has not taken off his mask now?

It's simple. He is waiting, waiting for the "negotiation" over there to break down. If Haechi can take action to solve his goal, he will be able to make a comeback.

The old man simply sat down and crossed his legs.

Looking at the Bodhisattva, he showed an honest smile.

At the same time, the old Taoist pointed at Haechi and Yinggou next to him and shouted:

"Look?"

A few moments,

The Bodhisattva calmly responded:

"Look."

………………

"Look at this one? Look at this one again? Look at this one too?"

Under the influence of Zhou Ze's nails, it was not difficult to dismantle the throne. At this time, what Boss Zhou was doing was to take the bones one by one and show them to Haechi first.

Finding that the stupid dog had no other reaction besides roaring, Zhou Ze had no choice but to dig into the Haechi's head bone by bone.

If you try the horns of the Haechi, the Haechi will probably not react at all.

Lao Zhang was beside him to help with the delivery. At this moment, the two of them seemed to have turned into dog slaves and began to desperately please the dog owner.

One after another, one after another;

Unsuccessful, no response, no effect...

I watched helplessly as the iron chain binding Haechi cracked.

Zhou Ze finally couldn't hold it any longer.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, but that I'm afraid that I will still do such funny things before I die.

His body was covered with bones, but the throne over there was still majestic and majestic.

What I dismantled was only the tip of the iceberg of the throne.

What a pity, what a pity,

Zhou Ze really regrets it now. When Ying Gou burned all the demons in the throne with fire, he really should have stopped it.

One is because there may still be some people who can be younger brothers, and they may not all be iron-headed babies. The other is, if there are still them in the throne at this time, maybe they really know which bone belongs to Haechi. Made of horn.

It is normal for long-term tenants to know the layout of the house better than the landlord.

"Boss, come on, maybe the next one will be?"

Lao Zhang is Lao Zhang after all, and he is full of positive energy at all times.

Zhou Ze shrugged, took another bone from Lao Zhang's hand and poked Haezhi's head.

have to,

Still no effect.

Throwing the bone away, Zhou Ze sighed:

"I just think it's stupid to try this."

"But, boss, it would be even more stupid to give up just before the next bone is the one you are looking for."

"..." Zhou Ze.

OK,

Keep trying.

"Click... click... click..."

The black rock began to collapse, and there was a slight breaking sound from the chain.

This Haechi, which was forcibly restrained by Lao Zhang and an iron chain, was really, really close to getting out of trouble.

This feeling is a bit like a bomb disposal expert. The countdown to the bomb is about to come to an end. The situation is very dangerous.

But Zhou Ze feels that he is much better than a bomb disposal expert. What others are struggling with is which wire to cut.

And himself is:

Damn it, I have to cut so many threads until the end of the Year of the Monkey?

Suddenly,

Boss Zhou smiled and stood up.

"boss?"

Lao Zhang is really worried that his boss will give up.

In fact, Lao Zhang has no desire anymore. He has integrated into Haezhi and has become a thought in Haezhi. But he really doesn't want anything to happen to the boss and the others, and he still doesn't want to die at the hands of "himself". superior.

"I figured out a way."

Zhou Ze walked to the throne with confidence,

This time,

He did not use his fingernails to remove the bones from the throne and then hold them back and try them one by one. Instead, he bent down and lifted the bone throne.

The Throne of Bones is not that light, but this is a world of spiritual consciousness, so many rules are different from reality. In addition, the current boss Zhou, if nothing else, at least still has some strength.

Lao Zhang stood there and watched helplessly as his boss moved the throne.

Then he continued to watch helplessly as his boss came back carrying the throne;

"Boss, what are you..."

"Don't blame me, Lao Zhang." Zhou Ze smiled.

"What's the meaning?"

"Maybe a thousand years later, if you have the opportunity to go down to earth to investigate, you may see your own statues and portraits again, and you will be more...well, less pleased with them."

"What?"

"boom!"

At this moment, the chain that locked Haechi broke!

"not good!"

Lao Zhang exclaimed.

At this moment, Zhou Ze held the throne with both hands and slammed it down.

"puff!"

The base of the throne hit directly

The horn of Haechi was very sharp and pierced the base of the throne.

Zhou Ze immediately let go,

He took a few steps back.

"That should be enough. Everything else will be given to you as gifts, so you're welcome."

at this time,

The image of Haezhi is like this:

A body like a Tibetan mastiff,

On top of his head was a chair that was as big as a small building.

But unfortunately,

Haechi's originally fierce gaze actually softened slowly at this moment.

That crimson color is gradually fading,

First there was sadness,

Then it turned into loneliness,

Then it became calm again,

at last,

A touch of joy actually flowed out,

and even shouted happily twice:

"Wangwang!"

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