Is it a heavenly machine?

Is it a heavenly machine that cannot be revealed?

Is what I saw just now really a heavenly opportunity?

"Hehe~~!"

The blood in his mouth did not stop, and when he saw the blood of a Zen monk in front of him, his face was pale as dead ashes, and there was a trace of black gas in it, as if he was really seriously injured?

Think about it.

What kind of force hurt you just now?

If so?

Breath of the Great?

Is that it?

It's ridiculous, I don't know which ones.

I don't have a trace of awareness at all, I don't have a trace of awareness of that power at all, and the only thing I can recall now is that I vomited blood, and I walked around the ghost gate, but fortunately, I was lucky and still alive.

How should this be understood?

The power of the Heavenly Dao, the power of the Supreme Law, or the backlash that you get from peeking through the Heavenly Machine, is this the case?

"Amitabha~~!"

A Zen monk seems to be really seriously injured, and even the Buddha name often sung in his mouth can't help but tremble a little, he braced his body, crossed his knees on the ground, and turned his heart to the sky to suppress the pain in his body.

"Huh~!"

Teeth cutting, biting blood.

The monk seemed to be seriously injured, and he seemed to be still within the range of bearing, his palms supported the ground with strength, accompanied by the gurgling sound of bones, and slowly stood up straight.

The sound of bones.

Gnashing of teeth.

In the swirling sound, Han Xian's face was like a lunar calendar, and when he added the blood color on the corner of his mouth, his expression was as hideous as a demon.

"Hmph~~!"

The man gasped with a demonic look, his eyes burned with anger in the ruthlessness, and he roared in his mouth: "Master, you have been kind to me in the past, I have no teeth and unforgettable, but today I don't understand, why do you deceive me again and again with tricks, you are so ruthless, in order to do the fake show, you don't even let yourself go, hehe~~!"

A sound.

Shengsheng laughed coldly.

Distraction?

Is what you see really fake, is it really the derivation of the Tao of a Zen monk and a deceptive method to yourself, is it really a trick?

No, this monk has been lying to me from the beginning.

This big city is fake, the eight-character bearded man is also fake, and it is certain that the ten big money in his arms are also fake.

"Hey~~!"

He sneered, his face raised slightly, and he saw a Zen monk sitting still, and laughed in his mouth: "Our gamble should be over, and it is time to lift the veil,"

Hands tremble.

The trembling fingers stretched out to uncover the dice cup on the table, and there were three dice in total, with several dots on them, one is one, two is two, and three is three.

One plus two equals three, and three plus three equals six, which is a good number.

But this good number is really a bad mood, and when I see those few dots, I think it is a black line on my face, and my look is not ugly.

"Oh~~!"

But I don't know why, I actually cheered out in my mouth, and even yelled: "Yes, yes, three fives, all of them, the master doesn't seem to help you, and he tells me in disguise that you are a liar." ”

Swindler!

It is a liar who does the act of a liar, and of course the deception must be carried out to the end.

His eyes moved, and he landed on the dice Gu of a Zen monk, and said with a smile: "Master, since you are incapacitated, then I have to do it for you, boy." ”

He sat cross-legged.

He closed his eyes, as if he were really in a trance, and said nothing.

If you don't look at it, then of course you have to let Han Xian do it for you.

The mouth opened slightly, and a mouthful of light breath was sent: 'Whew~~!'

The breath flows, the breath is playful, this breath draws a circle in the air and walks out of the beautiful symbols, wrapped around the dice Gu, a movement, which shows the universe.

Soon.

"Uh~~!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he saw that the black lines on his face were so thick.

What are the three dice, I just said it myself, it's really three fives, those three fives are real.

"Hehe~~!"

But I laughed again, I smiled and whispered disdain, lightly touched my finger on the table, and said, "Master, it's really intolerable, you lost, it's the heavens that say you lied to me." ”

Scam?

At this moment, although the sky here and there is gray, it still has eyes, and it knows who is cheating.

"Haha~~!"

He laughed out loud, and immediately walked out of the door with vain steps, and when he reached the door, he paused slightly, turned his head slightly, and whispered: "Master, I will return triumphantly when I enter the Demon Mountain on this trip." ”

Step on the yellow sand.

The wind blows the sand and covers the sky and the sun, not as in it, sinking in it, and disappearing.

"Amitabha~~!"

Han left first, and the Buddha name of a Zen monk was also sung, but his face was still pale, but he was able to stand up strongly.

This Buddha horn seemed to sigh lightly, his expression was sad, his lips trembled slightly, and he didn't know whether he was chanting the sutra or feeling annoyed by Han Xian's behavior.

Heavenly Machine?

Are those true?

Is it true that the knife is heart-wrenching?

There is no doubt that Han Xian's snatching away is undoubtedly saying that those are just the fakes of the monks, but now the monk's color and appearance don't seem to be fake?

"Huhu~~!"

The wind blows, the wind blows and laughs.

It whirring, laughing and blowing the truth and falsehood of the world.

It whirring, laughing and blowing the illusory illusion of the world.

Who cares about these things that are the first to be exposed in front of them, they are seen by themselves, they seem to have seen the ending, but if they have not experienced the process, they must think that the ending is fake.

It's fake.

Han Xian's expression of leaving with laughter was just saying that it was fake.

And now?

The monk sighed with a full face, his face full of compassion, and whispered in his mouth: "I hope that what the old man glimpsed is fake, I hope that those are all fake." ”

Heaven and earth hide eyes.

Heaven and earth hide ears.

When they hear and see, they will be very eager to help those who wish to come true, and things will go on slowly, at first they will not be seen in the shadows, and then they will be officially exposed to the admiration of the people of the world with the absolute high profile of righteousness and light.

Those who have left do not regret it.

The departed people sang all the way and traveled far away.

"Hehe~~!"

Laughing as usual, smiling at the wind and clouds under his feet, everything was left behind him in a hurry, this speed is so amazing, all the way to the gallop, the thick clouds that were thrown away were directly pulled away into a transparent ribbon.

This terrifying speed is too much like running away.

Is this a fear that the monks will catch up?

I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid of that.

If the monk really wanted to keep himself, it would be too simple, so while he was injured, he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet so that he could run to the edge of the sky.

Hurry.

In a hurry, I saw a dark shadow in the distance, it was not the first time I saw it, I was familiar with it, and my tense heart suddenly loosened slightly, and I whispered: "It's finally here." ”

Shadow.

Seeing the dark shadow in the sky from afar, it is to the source of Qishui.

"Hehe~~!"

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth rose, and he roared in his mouth: "Monk, you can't catch up with me, the monk has the ability, do you dare to enter Qishan with me and suffer the happiness of reincarnation?"

In the back?

Is a Zen monk behind?

Behind him is the fog stirring and empty, there is not even a shadow of a ghost, where is the shadow of the monk, he has already been disheartened, what he can do has been done, after hard work, what can he do if he doesn't give up what he can't do.

So he recited the song of death in advance in the sound of the sighing Buddha horn.

Those who stopped could only stop, and of course Han Xian, who was advancing, would not stop, and as soon as his body moved, like a leaf falling, he slowly landed on the ground.

"Whew~~!"

The cold wind is cold, and the sound of still water on the ground is so cool that it is annoying, as if there is really something unclean in it.

"Grandpa, look at it~~, there are fairies there~~!"

It's a human voice, it's the cheerful voice of a child, like discovering a new continent, but when I heard the voice, I was really startled, there are still people here?

The demons came out of here, will they be merciful?

How could there be someone here?

But it's true.

At the child's side, an old man with a slightly clumsy body poked his head out of the dock and looked at him.

"Hehe~!"

He smiled and nodded with them.

"Hehe~~!"

They also laughed, and the old man smiled and rebuked softly: "The doll is talking nonsense, what kind of fairy is there, obviously a big brother." ”

But the childish boy seemed to be very sure of his own vision, and said in his mouth: "Grandpa, I obviously saw the doll fall from the sky with my own eyes." ”

Excited little blushing.

She was sure and convinced.

"Hehe~~!"

Hearing this, he also laughed and said, "Doll, you must have been dazed just now, and you took the wild bird as me, and I have always been here." ”

Do you believe it?

The child scratched his head, and there is no doubt that the child was fooled by the adults.

"Hehe~~!"

Seeing this, the old man on the boat shook his head and smiled, and said to himself: "I don't know what you want to do here, I am about to go inside, if it is one, please get on the boat and go together." ”

The folk customs are simple.

It's hard to resist hospitality.

Naturally, it is disrespectful.

nodded, and although the old man was old, the oars were not moving in his hand, and the shadow water shook a little, and he thought he was on the shore.

"Hehe~~!"

There were lots of laughter on his face, and he squeezed into the fishing boat with a smile.

Along the way, there were non-stop laughs, and children were constantly asking questions along the way, are there any fairies, are there still fairies, and continue to have fairies, that little head must be very curious about those strange and bizarre lights.

And this is the source of Qishui, so how can there be less magical stories.

At dusk, the shadow is elongated.

The moon is on the tip, sparkling.

The child, who had been bothering her, seemed to be tired, and fell asleep with her mouth pouting in the dockyard, apparently unhappy with her cover-up.

I slept so sweetly, as if I had fought countless rounds with various gods in my dream.

The sparkling shadow is elongated.

The wind is bleak, the flirtatious face is flying, this place is very good, this place is so quiet.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, feeling the quiet beauty of the soft moon in the sky, my heart is really quiet, some things are not unwanted, some things have always existed in my mind, how to erase it and linger, not to mention that it is still about her?

"Is it true?"

Asked, pondered, and asked softly.

"Wow~~!"

But in his own contemplation, he did suddenly hear a little water, and a few drops of coolness sprinkled on his face, his expression was suddenly startled, and his eyes quickly swept back.

Child.

Did Han Xian think this was a child's prank?

Seeing it, seeing the little mouth gnawing on the little hands, sleeping so seriously, he suddenly shook his head, and a smile floated on his face, it seemed that he was fascinated by the cuteness of the little doll.

Where did this drop come from?

It's under the boat.

In the midst of the soft white sparkling of the moon, there were a few fish jumping happily, they swung their tails as if they were playing with the moon in the same water, they chased the boat, frolicking all the way to find the source.

"Hehe~~!"

Returning, searching, fish returning, fish are not lonely, not lone fish returning, fish are not lonely, they are looking for the source together.