Slow chewing is more painful than adding sharp teeth, because you can slowly feel the feeling of your shriveled and old flesh being re-inflated by the tremendous force and then bursting like a tomato. From beginning to end, the old bones, dark red muscles, and crushed bone marrow mixed with plasma pasted between the teeth, rose and fell as the teeth opened and closed.

Luckily, the side near the throat was the head, which was bitten only once, and then flowed into the stomach with blood and saliva. The sticky yellowish-white brain pulp makes a long mark on the esophagus. Forget the dust now feels like he only has a face left. It's still a face pierced by canine teeth and half of its forehead.

The face floated on the gastric juice, the corroded foam, slowly sinking to the bottom, the face of forgetting the dust edge, only saw a white flower, the white flower is the precipitated human oil, the green is the injected bile.

I don't know what this feeling is, I just know that I am very uncomfortable, I have nothing to do, and I can't think about it. Quietly sinking in the bottom of the stomach, waiting to dissipate.

I don't know how long it took, but the evil ghost who had eaten the fate of forgetting the dust seemed to move. The stomach juice was full of rivers and seas, and the face with only a layer of oily skin was turned over and over. After the eyelids of Forget Chenyuan have been corroded over the years, he can't even close his eyes and wait for death, he can only look at the more and more clear gastric juice with sour and painful eyes, and the clarity that represents his own things is about to be digested.

What's next? The eyeball that forgot the dust lost the restraint of the eye socket, and rotated three hundred and sixty degrees. That's your own face, that's your own face......

The unthinkable Forget the Dust Yuan doesn't reflect much, although the dozen and dozen thigh bones below are very similar to the Forget the Dust Yuan, and half of the face is also like his own, in short, there are a lot of "Forget the Dust Yuan".

The ebb and flow of the tide returned to calm, and the churning stomach sea returned to calm. The face of the forgotten dust fell to the bottom this time, and the other face looked at each other.

The corrosion of gastric juice makes the lowest layer of "Forget Dust" become a part of gastric juice, but the sediment is not less, because every once in a while, there will be a new "Forget Dust Edge" falling into the gastric juice, and countless reincarnations have passed, and this stomach is going to be full.

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The oil lamp of the snake pupil stared at the monk who was having nightmares in the ruined temple, as it had done countless times before, this time it seemed to be no exception, extremely familiar, and the next would be:

"Ahh Awakened by a nightmare, he covered his stomach, he felt a little uncomfortable, just now he actually dreamed that he was scared to death by his own tail, this dream is really weird. The snake pupil oil lamp flickered on and off, becoming a little brighter, and then it remembered that the monk would take out a Buddhist sutra and read it until dawn, the Heart Sutra of Guanyin, the Lotus Sutra, and the Huayan Sutra...... Even the Zen Sutra of Joy. But this time it's different.

A scripture called "Mahayana Buddhism" made the person who read it forget the nightmare, forget the discomfort of the belly, and under the gaze of the oil lamp, his face was made with great joy, and he was crazy, and he ran out, vomiting while running. His belly was bulging even higher than that of a pregnant woman in October.

Forget the vomit of the dust, vomiting is not waste, the left mouthful, dripping on the ground, is a face, a face of one's own. If a monk leans over his face and listens carefully, this face seems to be reciting the Sutra of Stunnedness, and the next wet and sticky face seems to be reading the Sutra of Prajna......

One bite at a time, Forget Chenyuan's stomach is getting more and more deflated, and it is becoming more and more normal, and Forget Chenyuan's face is becoming more and more happy and excited, the clouds and rain when the woman blends, the last moment when the mother gives birth, the soldier's annihilation and return, the emperor's Wencheng Wude, and the beggar get winter clothes...... All great desires, great greed, great joys, great goodness, and great blessings are all manifested from the face of forgetting the earth.

With the joy of forgetting the dust, his body emitted ten thousand golden lights, fluttering and windless, flying towards the clouds. While reading the scriptures, he saw the eight hundred arhats bowing their heads to him, thousands of Buddhas nodding and smiling, the evil ghosts of hell being transformed by himself, and the king of Jizo holding his feet. There is no more calamity in the world, Guanyin stopped her tears and gave up the willow branch bottle. All great wisdom and compassion poured out of his heart, and Manjushri burst into tears with excitement.

Leiyin Temple opened, countless Buddhas welcomed themselves, but they didn't see the Buddha, ah, it turned out that they were the Buddha!

It has become the Buddha's forgetful fate and the light of the Dharma shines on all worlds, and even the once unattainable Light Venerable Jade Bodhi is also prostrate to accept it. All sentient beings, wet eggs, scales and feathers, heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, all have joy with the Buddha, chanting and meditating with a smile, all of them have become Buddhas, and there is no more chaos in the world.

Forget the dust Yuan looked at the world, smiled with satisfaction, but heard a small noise in the distance. The Buddha was unhappy, "Ananda, who is making a noise?" ”

A bare-backed monk in a yellow robe who looked like a beautiful dress, folded his hands and saluted, and then detained the noisy. "Enlighten my Buddha as if he is coming, and the one who makes a noise and thunder has been brought."

"Who's down there, why is there any noise?" Forget the dust edge sounded like thunder, and whispered to the kneeling prisoner below.

"Buddha, the villain's name is Wang Laoshi, why can I get thunder if I don't accept my evil neighbor's stinky belly. For a day with him, I will not be happy and liberated. If I go to the seventeenth layer of hell, he can enter the eighteenth layer, and this Buddha can do it! ”

"Oh, let me see." Forget the dust and pinch the reincarnation seal of the outer way, but see a round of discs, the stinky belly of Zhang's life unfolded like a picture scroll, but in three moments, the eight hundred Arhats and thousands of Buddhas in the Leiyin Temple looked at it all over. This man let the donkey roll, ate the dead people's wealth, monopolized the medicine shop in a place by force, and was even more vicious to the point of mixing opium into the medicinal materials, which was supposed to save people and became his canteen for eating human blood steamed buns. Before Wang Laoshi became a Buddha, he suffered from opium, and even his wife and daughter were given away in vain.

So this stinky belly was naturally beaten into an empty hell by the Forgotten Dust Yuan. But I never expected that the Buddha was all over the world at this time, and the grievances were redressed, and the complaints were complained, and the dust was forgotten. There are also such indecisive affairs as the generals of a country, the heroes of others, and my enemies, and the tired Buddhas sweat.

So in the past 129,600 years, it has been forgotten that the fate of the dust has sorted out this complicated world. Looking at the re-deserted Leiyin Temple, Forget Chenyuan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, because according to his sentence, the sinner went to hell, the meritorious went to heaven, and the mortal was in the world, which actually restored the normal state before he became a Buddha, and his efforts for more than 120,000 years were actually just in vain!

"There is no Buddha in the world, there is no demon in the world, the Buddha is the true demon, and the demon is not the true Buddha." A strange Sanskrit chant came, and the noise made Forget Chenyuan's brain crack. Forget the dust and use the universal Buddha to illuminate the heavens and all the worlds, but I don't know where this Sanskrit chant comes from.

"In this world, the darkest thing is under the Buddha, right under the Buddha......" Forget the dust and raise his lotus seat, but when he saw the light of the Buddha in the sky, the lotus seat was a little center, and it was as black as dead blood.