Vol 4 Chapter 56: Want!

In the modern society, everything is developing rapidly, and all aspects are progressing rapidly.
QR codes can be placed on the tombstones. When ancestors are sacrificed in the future, if the younger generation has no impression of the elders, you can take out your mobile phone and scan the QR code to read the life of your ancestors;
Even if you really feel bored by the ancestor sacrifice, you can still take a mobile phone and scan the QR code everywhere, say hello to the neighbors of your ancestors nearby, and have a familiar face.
But in the era of winning the hook, there was no such thing, and it would not pay attention to what kind of garbage classification;
It is estimated that to win the hook is to throw away the bones after eating, and pile up there in a mess;
Kick it again when you're bored, and get kicked into a chair.
No one specifically took a small book to record, a certain year, a month, a day, a wink, a beast, a bone, how long is it, how wide is it, how much is it...
You should know that the ancient emperor will always have an next to the noble or the court lady to record the two years of the year, my emperor Lin Xing and XX, for a certain year, month and day...
so,
The predecessors planted trees to cool off,
But this predecessor was too lazy...
A bone as big as the Throne of Bone, no one knows how many bones are in it. As for the choice of the one that looks like a horn, this is really true;
Because there are too many horns in the head, after all, you were embarrassed to go out and greet your peers when you didn't have a horn on your head as a fierce beast in those days.
Moreover, the win hook seems to be particularly fond of the fleshy beasts with long horns on the head. There are sharp protrusions around each layer of the throne, which is a bit like using the horn as a nail.
And it may be for the pursuit of a certain aesthetic or obsessive-compulsive disorder, Win Hook should also specifically repair this throne, polish the corners or give you the whole leveling or something.
As long as Win Gou wants to do it, there are few skilled craftsmen in the world who can match him in skill, because he can completely change the shape and state of the original bone in a way that Newton can't understand.
Zhou Ze put his hand on the Bone Throne,
For a while,
Somewhat confused.
Lao Zhang also raised his head, looking at this throne, also a little dazed.
If it’s just a math problem, then it’s okay. Everyone sinks their hearts together, no matter how difficult it is, at least there is only one correct answer.
But now this is a probability question. Calculating the probability is not enough, you have to try one by one.
Is this going to be the year of the monkey?
In desperation, Zhou Ze could only turn his head to look at the Xiezhi who had broken off the chain there and waved to him.
Road:
"Brother, you smell it with your nose, can you tell which one is your horn?
Don’t be polite, it’s for you to smell it. If you like it, it’s okay to take a few more bones as a souvenir collection. "
Responding to the roar of Xie Zhi continued.
Estimated not.
This,
It's a headache.
………………
The old man looked at the still-eating chicks and the winning hook for a while, and then looked at the Bodhisattva again.
He noticed the movement of the Bodhisattva putting his hand on the mask. This scene made his eyes twitch.
If it is not that the environment and conditions are not suitable, the old man really wants to go up and persuade the bodhisattva to control himself, the impulse is the devil.
Everyone used to be a player of the same level, and naturally they knew each other's big moves.
Lao Tao naturally understands what it means for a Bodhisattva to take off his mask.
First of all,
It means that the Bodhisattva will die.
When the two met for the first time thousands of years ago, the old man once asked the Bodhisattva, why should he wear a mask?
The Bodhisattva's answer is: No real Buddha, no face to see people.
In other words, once the mask is removed, it means that the true Buddha has been found.
It's just that when things are done before they are forcibly completed, they often carry the most terrible side effects.
The true Buddha, who has not yet found it, can do it by taking off his mask and transforming himself into a true Buddha. Then, like a firework, it will dissipate in a flash.
Now this situation is really meaningless.
Everyone is like a gambler, studs have everything, and no one can afford to lose, or that the gambler is no longer human, and it is really about to lose to the bankruptcy;
Are you going to admit that you have lost the game, or will you choose to play with the table?
In this world, no one can really count on nothing. After all, it is not just your family who are eligible to bet on the table.
Lao Dao originally thought that Xiezhi came out and destroyed the Bodhisattva, regardless of whether you use a mask or a mask, and whether you move afterwards or not.
Who wants to think,
Now it is such an awkward scene.
Inside, Xiezhi and Yinggou are still facing each other. God knows what they are doing in the world of spiritual consciousness.
Outside, the Bodhisattva is still staring at him, and he is even ready for the end.
Suddenly feel that this life is so difficult,
Thinking that I started planning from the millennium ago to now,
I thought it would be smooth, but who knows, in the end, it still depends on gambling.
Like the Bodhisattva, the old man does not like to gamble.
Those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, and they are desperate. They are still a good guy eighteen years later. This kind of brave words sounds very cool, but they are all words that the bottom hanging wire likes to call;
Who would call this the real prince and prince?
As for why the Bodhisattva did not remove the mask now?
Quite simply, he is waiting, and when the "negotiation" breaks down there, if Xiezhi can 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 also showed a simple smile.
At the same time, Lao Dao reached out and pointed at Xiezhi and Yinggou, shouting:
"Look?"
Few
The Buddha responded calmly:
"Look."
………………
"You look at this root? Look at this root again? Look at this root too?"
Under the role of Zhou Ze's nails, it is not difficult to dismantle the throne. At this time, what boss Zhou is doing is to take over the bones one by one and let Xie Zhi take a look first.
It was found that the stupid dog had no reaction other than roaring, and Zhou Ze could do nothing. He could only buckle the head of Haechi one by one.
If you try to reach the corner of Xiechi, Xiezhi should not be unresponsive.
Lao Zhang helped to deliver beside him. At this moment, the two of them seemed to have become dog slaves and began to desperately please the dog owner.
One after another, one after another;
Unsuccessful, no response, no effect...
Watching the cracks in the iron chains that bound Xiezhi,
Zhou Ze was finally unable to support it.
Not afraid of death, but afraid that before death, he was still doing such funny things.
He was all bones under him, but the throne there was still majestic.
It was only the tip of the iceberg of the throne that was dismantled by myself.
It's a pity, a pity,
Zhou Ze really regrets it now. When he won a fire and burned all the demon gods in the throne, he should really stop it.
One is because they may still be able to differentiate some of them into younger brothers, not all of them are iron-headed babies, and the other is that if there are still them in the throne at this time, maybe they really know which bone is the real one. Keratosis.
It is normal for tenants to understand the layout of the house better than the landlord.
"Boss, come on next, maybe the next one is all right?"
In the end, Lao Zhang is Lao Zhang, full of positive energy at any time.
Zhou Ze shrugged, took another bone from Lao Zhang's hand and poked at the shell of Haochi,
Get,
Still no effect.
After losing this bone, Zhou Ze sighed:
"I just think it's stupid to try this way."
"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.
Row,
Keep trying.
"Click... click... click..."
The black rock began to collapse, and there was a slight cracking sound from the chain.
This Xiechi, who was forcibly restrained by Lao Zhang's iron chain, was really close to getting out of trouble.
This feeling is a bit like a bomb dismantling expert. The countdown of the bomb is about to go to the end. The situation is very dangerous.
But Zhou Ze felt that he was much better than a bomb dismantling expert. What people struggled with was which thread to cut.
And myself:
I'm fucking, so many lines I want to cut to the year of the monkey?
Suddenly,
Boss Zhou smiled and stood up.
"boss?"
Lao Zhang is really worried about the boss giving up.
In fact, Lao Zhang has lost his desire and desire. He has been integrated into Xiezhi and has become a thought in Xiezhi, but he really does not want the boss to have an accident, and he still dies in the "self" hand on.
"I thought of a way."
Zhou Ze walked to the throne with confidence.
This time,
He did not remove the bones from the throne with his nails as before, and then hugged them back to try one by one, but bent directly to lift the throne of bone.
The Bone Throne is not that light, but here is the world of spiritual consciousness, so many rules are different from reality, plus, the current boss Zhou, let alone say, at least a little effort.
Lao Zhang stood there watching his boss move to the throne,
Continue to watch as his boss walks back to the throne again;
"Boss, you are..."
"Don't blame me, Lao Zhang." Zhou Ze smiled.
"What do you mean?"
"Maybe after a thousand years, if you have the opportunity to investigate, you may see your own statues and portraits again...well, it's less pleasing to the eye."
"What?"
"boom!"
At this moment, the iron chain that locked the chichi broke!
"not good!"
Lao Zhang exclaimed.
At this time, Zhou Ze, holding the throne in both hands, smashed down hard.
"puff!"
The base of the throne hit the horn of Haozhi directly. The horn was very sharp and penetrated the base of the throne.
Zhou Ze immediately let go,
A few steps back.
"That should be fine, everything else is a gift for you, don't be polite."
at this time,
The image of Xiezhi looks like this,
A Tibetan mastiff-like body~EbookFREE.me~ A chair comparable to the size of a small building is on the top of his head.
But by the way,
The original ferocious gaze of Haechi slowly calmed down at this time,
The red color is gradually fading,
First, there was sorrow,
Then it became lonely,
Then it became calm again,
At last,
There was even a glimmer of joy,
He even cried happily:
"Wangwang!"