Chapter Nine Hundred and Seventy-Seven: Nothing More than Three Things!

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The grievances of the first generation are indeed difficult for ordinary people to understand, and it is also difficult to empathize with them, just like Boss Zhou's ashes bibimbap. Search: \(?End?Ben?God?Station) Watch high-quality literature for free

If you complain to others, others will think that you are showing off!

Chang Shi was in a dazed state the whole time,

He just came to make a handover,

Why is it so lively here?

Should I be involved?

think about it,

To die on the eve of victory is a very tragic thing,

More tragic than this,

In fact, he died on the day of victory.

Chang Shi felt that it was better for him not to do anything,

Just look at it.

King Taishan is in pain now,

He felt a kind of crushing from the blood,

Back then, the reason why he was able to obtain the position of Yan Luo was also a method used by the Yin Division to appease the hearts of the previous dynasty.

Even so,

In fact, his strength,

It won't be too much inferior to the rest of Yan Luo, otherwise the mud won't be able to support the wall, and it won't be able to sit in this position.

But the problem is that his inheritance and his abilities are all inherited from Fujun's system, and when the first generation who established this system appeared, he really had no choice.

Even if he smashed it with all his strength, he could only hit the cotton.

And the first generation,

But it can be eaten to death.

On the way here, Boss Zhou once asked the first generation, why did he choose King Taishan?

Start with you, end with him?

With a bit of aesthetic and bloody romanticism?

The original answer was simple:

"I can beat him."

very realistic

Reality crushes all illusions.

The first generation started to complain about the old wild ginseng with a little beard hair,

What can you do with just that?

At most, it was enough for him to hang his breath and run in front of the Ksitigarbha King,

Then what?

out of breath...

I am sick

Going to Ksitigarbha on purpose to die for him to see?

I kill myself in front of you,

Just ask you whether Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is afraid or not!

so,

What the first generation is doing is the same thing that Yinggou did before.

The car is already driving on the road, and in order to reach the destination, it is necessary to refuel on the road.

And Taishan King is a gas station on the side of the road.

However, the helplessness of the first generation is that the winning hook is just a crack in the bottom of the cup. Although the situation is difficult, it can still be used by mending.

He is different, he has no foundation, in fact, he has died a long time ago, this time, he just came out to get some fresh air, and by the way, learn from his own monkey,

Before dying, make a fuss.

hell today,

Destined to be uneven.

Originally solemn and sacred, or it can be said to be a big scene covered with a veil of darkism,

First win the hook once,

It's the first generation again,

Forcibly lost the celebration atmosphere of others,

The face of the master's family was torn to pieces.

King Taishan fell to his knees,

Zhou Ze's palm please pat Taishan King's forehead,

immediately,

soaring into the sky,

A white horse was pulled out from between Taishan King's eyebrows,

draw more and more,

longer and longer

heaven,

A long white light appeared,

on the ground,

Taishan King's body fell directly to the ground, his eyes glazed over.

Bai Lian is the origin of Taishan King,

trailing behind,

Like flames from the tail end of a rocket.

The sky in hell is really colorful today,

First the moon goes down,

Then blue tendons appeared in the sky and covered the sky,

Immediately afterwards,

It is the red sunset that dyes a small piece of sky red,

at last,

A shooting star began to elongate, elongate, elongate...

It's a pity that there is no observatory in hell, because the sky of hell has been extremely boring for countless years before, but it is estimated that many "ghosts" will remember this day.

After waiting for hundreds of thousands of years,

When the ghosts in hell talk about today's changes,

The beginning is,

Wow,

that day

Stars fall, the sky twists, blood mist fills the air, comets fall to the ground...

Boss Zhou doesn't have the slightest awareness that he might become history,

Chatting with the first generation while flying,

don't say

After getting used to bickering with Yinggou,

The first generation here is really much easier to communicate.

or,

It's also because the first generation has been lonely for a long time. He also likes to talk, or in other words, before the imminent end, he talks a little more.

In the future, there is no chance.

"My unworthy

son, how is it? "

"Which one?"

You just pumped and fucked someone.

"The one in the sun."

"Great man, benevolent, helpful, Our Lady."

"He doesn't know who he is yet?"

"have no idea."

"That's right. He owes too many people. He instinctively wants to make up for it."

"Actually, I feel that he is dead, and now he is alone."

An old man is an old man, at least, in Zhou Ze's eyes.

Although Boss Zhou asked Lao Dao to carry out a one-day tour of the city many times, if Zhou Ze was asked to choose whether he wanted a Lao Dao or a last generation, Boss Zhou would definitely choose Lao Dao without hesitation.

Because I have similar experiences, I know how to cherish each other better.

"You really think so?"

"I think so."

"interesting."

"interesting?"

"Good."

"Good?"

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to make it in time."

Zhou Ze speeded up again,

The white horse behind him also accelerated and shortened accordingly.

finally,

familiar venue,

familiar location,

familiar characters.

Da Changqiu was standing with the Bodhisattva,

Looking up at the sky together,

Suddenly the whole body trembled,

Looking westward,

Open your mouth wide,

"Straight mother thief, why are you here again!"

Yes,

Why are you here again!

Can't people relax and look at the sky for a while longer?

We don't want to lose face!

at the same time,

Da Changqiu is very disciplined this time,

Silently stepped back three steps in advance,

Then he looked at the Bodhisattva again,

in the eyes,

With a little helplessness.

Da Changqiu thinks,

Maybe under the mask of the Bodhisattva, there is also a look of helplessness.

that man

here we go again.

Da Changqiu knows that many things in this world can make people addicted, but is this thing also addictive?

Zhou Ze is here.

today,

For the third time, he stood in front of the Bodhisattva.

After getting close,

Da Changqiu came to his senses,

its not right!

The style is this style, the dishes are this color, but the taste is definitely different!

Immediately,

Da Changqiu took two steps forward,

Standing in front of the Bodhisattva.

"roll!"

The first generation gave a low shout,

at the same time,

Zhou Ze pressed down with his palm.

"boom!"

in the void,

A phantom of Mount Tai appears,

Da Changqiu raised his head,

Watching "Taishan Overwhelming"!

in a blink,

Da Changqiu quickly took two steps back, resolutely admitting cowardice.

next moment,

The phantom of Mount Tai dissipated.

Da Changqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Ze walked up to the Bodhisattva,

The two were very close.

You can no longer say "what a coincidence",

Because it is already the third time today.

Zhou Ze seemed to sense the Bodhisattva's impatience,

Like an artist who is interrupted over and over again while he is working on his own artistic creation.

The Bodhisattva did not open the barrier,

He just looked at Zhou Ze calmly.

Fortunately, whether it is Yinggou or the first generation, they have paid attention to helping Zhou Ze cover up his identity. For Yinggou, the pleasure in hell is temporary. Don't wait until your watchdog is hunted down after returning to the world. There is really nothing to play with.

For the first generation, since people borrowed their own things, they naturally had to borrow and return them.

"The curtain call is over for the stage, the old ones, one after another, are coming to an end."

There is no joy or anger in the words of the Bodhisattva,

What did he put his hands together,

Chanted:

"Amitabha."

immediately,

Spread your hands,

As if to say:

Come on, I'm ready.

Get over it early, I have work to do.

It has been rumored in hell that because of the bewitching of the Bodhisattva, the last generation left everything behind and disappeared.

Although there are indeed some other tricks and details in this matter, one thing must be confirmed, the Bodhisattva played a very important role in the process of ending the Fujun line.

Zhou Ze raised his fist,

Boss Zhou decided not to wash his hands within three days after returning to the sun.

after all,

This is the hand that beat the Bodhisattva three times in one day.

Next,

It's a very common scene.

unusual to

everyone present,

They all seem a little numb.

Even with a little aesthetic fatigue.

"boom!"

The Bodhisattva was thrown down again.

Da Changqiu twitched his face and didn't say anything.

The previous him had already been scared off by Mount Tai once, and he didn't dare to beep more.

Zhou Ze glanced at Da Changqiu,

Da Changqiu took a deep breath, could it be that he couldn't even escape this time?

"Why didn't you give birth thousands of years earlier?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"Gah?"

Da Changqiu doesn't know why.

As soon as Zhou Ze finished speaking, he left directly.

The Bodhisattva flew up slowly again,

Stand beside Da Changqiu,

continue,

look up,

look at the sky.

Da Changqiu squinted his eyes, pretending that nothing happened, raised his head again,

pointing to the sky,

road:

"Look, there's another one there."

…………

"Aren't you going back?"

"It's not over yet."

"Didn't you already beat him?"

"That was just passing by."

"Hell is huge."

"I know the size of hell better than you do."

"So passing by, isn't it true?"

"By the way, I want to punch him, round up the number, do you have any opinions?"

"Three is an integer?"

"Sure enough, you still have an opinion."

…………

The juvenile judge held the Juyin fruit and gnawed on it, appreciating the changes in the sky.

There are a lot of things going on today,

Ting Ting doesn't need him to help take a bath,

So he is free,

You can enjoy watching a play when you are free.

Then,

He saw a shooting star fall,

It fell into the base of his own plantation.

The boy froze for a while,

stood up,

He looked at Di Ting,

But found that the truth listening that can "monitor everything" has no response.

The boy immediately ran up to the back hill.

Meteors are flying away again,

The boy looked at the vegetable and fruit garden below,

With a grin,

Sitting on the ground, he cried aggrievedly.

"My banana, my banana..."

God knows how much hard work and effort it takes to grow bananas in hell,

Now,

All gone.

…………

On this day, there will be great changes in hell and a change of dynasty;

On this day, the Bodhisattva was beaten down three times from the sky.

this day,

A man came to the swamp,

Brought bananas all over the mountains,

Cried so sad.

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