Vol 3 Chapter 1017: Those white fluttering years
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- Pure Dripping Dragon
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- 2021-03-02 06:49:35
Celebrating the spring of four years,
Yu Yangjian,
A posthumous name called Teng Zijing went to Baling County;
In the second year, he will do nothing to rebuild the Yueyang Tower,
By the third year, Fan Zhongyan, who had been relegated to Dengzhou, wrote "Yueyang Tower".
That is in this year, 1044 AD (four years in the calendar).
Buddha door opened,
A Bodhisattva sat on a huge fierce beast and came to hell.
this day,
Ten thousand ghosts in looked up together and saw the scene of the fierce beast covering the sky;
this day,
The official missionaries under the Fujun system regarded this scene as an after-meal talk, and they had no hunch that the Fujun system, which had been in operation for thousands of years, would be overturned by the arrival of this Bodhisattva.
And the meaning of what they call the "silly big man" will be the ear that monitors any of their actions in the next millennium, bringing extremely suppressed horror.
this day,
In the small hell, a magistrate named Li Zizi had just beheaded a secretly trained ghost king and was sitting in front of the ghost king's corpse with his robes as a bonfire.
this day,
A man named Dong, who is a branch of Fujun, is leading a group of men to the area where Huangquan Road is in trouble, chasing down a group of evil spirits trying to create chaos and rejuvenate.
On this day, if we do not look at the future development, it is just an ordinary day;
But an overview of developments before and after,
this day,
It's actually a day when really changed.
At the top of Mount Tai, there is a palace, if this can be called a palace.
Siheyuan-like palace walls,
A lobby,
A bedroom,
A large courtyard with only one stone table and one stone stool.
A man dressed in white yawned while reaching out to rub the hair of the monkey beside him,
On his eyebrows, on the corners of his eyes, on his nose, and in his eyes, it was full of "boring" and "boring".
sometimes,
The starting point of life is too high,
Not too good.
Once you are born, you should have everything.
Life has lost the meaning of struggle from the beginning;
Who said his ancestors were too powerful? One person evened out the thorns in hell, not to mention leaving a few for the descendants to practice their hands;
The few monarchs at the top did not say much merit, but they could be regarded as conscientious. When they succeeded themselves, they had nothing to do except to find a monkey to smash according to tradition.
In fact, a few hundred years later, there is a man named Xiao Hongzi, who will have a similar feeling to him. However, Xiao Hongzi put all his energy on the sleeping woman and the harem, and made a contribution that could not be ignored for the development of the TV drama industry and cultural career in later generations.
Shadow hit,
The man in white looked up to the west sky,
With emotion:
"so big."
The monkeys around him immediately raised their heads, their faces unconvinced, and prepared to reveal the body, making gestures with that one.
The man in white reached out and patted the monkey's head,
Very perfunctory:
"Your biggest, your biggest."
The monkey smiled happily.
The man in white rolled his eyes,
Since choosing it,
He always has self-doubt every third,
I want to choose this idiot to follow me for Mao?
Is it to highlight my own intelligence?
Do not,
I am definitely not so shallow!
Tingting flew directly to the top of Mount Tai, and on his body, the Buddha was magnificent;
The man in white reached for his ear,
Get up,
Stretched out.
In an instant,
From the top of Mount Tai,
Storm and thunder,
The majestic momentum seemed to squeeze the sky out of the water;
The majestic body listened to this moment like a flat boat in the sea, rippling and shaking.
The Bodhisattva got up and listened to him.
Like a saint stepping on the startling waves, from the other side to another side.
Di Ting immediately began to shrink his body and turned into a young man. He wore a black robe, and his face was still immature and unrelenting.
The Bodhisattva came down. He listened to come down with the Bodhisattva.
The man in white sat down on the stone bench,
When the bodhisattva and the truth listened to fall in this small courtyard,
The man in white stretched his finger around,
Warm and hospitable:
"sit."
But in this courtyard, there is only one stone table and only one stone bench;
Yu Fujun said,
Throughout the hell, there were almost no equals to him, and if there were any, they would be eliminated immediately.
So, in this yard, it is enough to leave a stone bench. The others come and kneel.
The Bodhisattva did not feel that he was being taken lightly,
Naturally sit cross-legged at the stone table,
Behind him listened to the monkey next to the man in white with some unpleasant glances, and sat down cross-legged with the Bodhisattva.
"I'm coming."
The Buddha said,
Simultaneously,
Bow your head,
With a little respect,
Shen channel:
"Dizang, have seen Lord Fujun."
The white man glanced at the master and servant meditating on the ground,
Road:
"Buddha has always talked about reincarnation. In the past few years, I heard that you tried your own three thousand small worlds and wanted to get a reincarnation out of yourself, but it seems that you have never been able to follow.
I know that you have been peering into and want to take it to your hands, but I was curious. When the former monarch was there, you didn’t move much;
How come when I come here,
You actually sent someone,
and,
Buddha will not come,
Actually came a Bodhisattva. "
The face of the Bodhisattva wearing a mask, can't see any anger, and confronts the white man with a provocative question,
He just answered calmly:
"Buddha is Buddha, I am me, Buddha has Buddha's business, I have my business."
"You don't want to become a Buddha?"
"After becoming a Buddha, I am still me, Buddha is still a Buddha, becoming a Buddha is just a stage, not an end."
"You, this is kind of interesting."
The white man got up and walked to the bodhisattva.
Ting listened and opened his eyes, staring at the white man in front of him with a strong alert color.
The man in white suddenly reached out,
Like he just smashed his monkey,
He touched his head.
After listening to it for a moment, he was immediately embarrassed and angry, but at the next moment, a horrible consciousness instantly rolled down and instantly crushed all his anger and courage.
Meow…………
The man in white looked at the bodhisattva while continuing to touch the head to kill the truth.
"No wonder you will be sent here. The princes of the past generations are not so good-tempered. The real Buddhas dare not come to them and sent you specially to die. It seems that you are not mixed there?
However, I can see it, I guess you can't look down on them, right? "
The Bodhisattva was silent.
The man in white shook his head dissatisfiedly and said, "Aren't you here to speak?"
The Bodhisattva nodded and replied: "I was just thinking, what to say."
"Do you still need to think about it?"
"Think carefully."
"Did I talk so badly?"
"Talking to you is easy, but trying to convince you is hard."
The man in white waved his finger, and the original stone bench was divided into two. He pointed to the other side and said:
"Sit down and talk about it. Actually, I'm pretty bad, really."
………………
No one can be specific about what the Bodhisattva said to the Fujun in those days, but they said forty-nine days in a row.
Originally, it should have been finished on the 47th day,
But Fujun stayed the Bodhisattva for two more days, and the two of them apparently had nothing to talk about, but they sat down face to face for two days without speaking.
Because Fujun feels that it can sound a little more powerful when he has enough days.
Regarding this exchange between Bodhisattva and Fujun,
The souls of developed a more convincing version based on the development of the subsequent events.
such as,
After the conversation,
Bodhisattva walked out of the yard,
Standing beside the stone lion at the door,
A grand wish was issued:
"Hell does not swear to become a Buddha."
It seems that the person who passed this version is the stone lion.
Subsequently,
After the conversation,
Fujun sat on a stone stool,
Deep in thought,
Finally smiled,
Opening:
"Bodhisattva is right."
The person who passed this version seemed to be the stone stool, clinging to the hip of Fujun, so I heard everything.
And in fact,
After the conversation,
The Bodhisattva sat on the body that listened to the truth and chose to leave.
Listen to the bodhisattva:
"Are you ready?"
The Buddha shook his head,
"May be better, maybe not better."
"Will we come back?"
"May be back, maybe not."
"This yard, it feels a little small." Di heard.
"I feel a little bit bigger."
This version of this fact is definitely not enough to satisfy the psychic hunt of and ghosts. It is neither domineering nor brilliant. Even if it is true, it will certainly be regarded as a fake.
And on the other side,
After the conversation, the man in white was drinking alcohol while helping his monkey to catch lice that did not exist.
After a long, long arrest,
The man in white reached out and hit the monkey with a head,
Scolded:
"Everyone knows to ask questions, and maybe they are spread as celebrities by accident,
Why can't you put a fart here? "
Monkey smashing is wronged.
The man in white shook his head and sighed, "Do you know, if Xiaohong is here, he has already rushed out to get the brains out."
The monkey froze for a moment,
The horse showed a fierce light,
Get up,
It seems that this is going to find the one who listens to the heads-up to see who is the real biggest.
"Wow!"
The white man knocked the monkey again and smashed his head,
"He is very smart, so smart that I feel a little incredible."
Monkey smashed his head grievously, not knowing whether to nod or shake his head cooperatively.
The man in white looked at the stone stool that was divided into two,
Silly for a while,
Road:
"If I'm not afraid of scaring him, I wouldn't go out in half. All the hot potato is for you."
The man in white took another sip of wine,
Smash it, smash it,
Laughed:
"And after a thousand years, who can laugh to the end!"
The man in white lowered his head and looked at the "unconscious" expression on the monkey,
Forehead,
Helpless,
Explained:
"The one who laughs last is the one who laughs best."
The monkey grinned,
A very exaggerated smile.
………………
In the pharmacy next to the bookstore,
Under the watchfulness of Boss Qinghe Zhou, EbookFREE.me~ originally lay in the fragmented old way with stunned eyes,
Suddenly he laughed "hehehehehe",
Laughed,
Like an intellectual disability.
We have been blocked by the system for eight chapters before, and Dragon has been revised and released together with the editor.
When I wrote a thousand chapters before, some children's shoes Tucaolong said: Why the author does not divide the volume, must write more than a thousand chapters, but fortunately, the chapter name does not count.
When I am modifying the shielded chapter this time, the convenient place comes out. I can directly type 67, 127, 234, and so on. It is much more convenient for the dragon and the editor to find it. It is also more convenient to find it.
This is the deliberate plan of the dragon. On the experience in this respect, the dragon is not blowing...