"Oh, Erniu, don't be impulsive!" The other workers were all dumbfounded: "You can't do this, you will kill ......"

Come on, come on.

I smiled at the forklift.

The driver in the driver's seat was dumbfounded when he saw my smile, and I could see that he was trying to scare me, but the more I wasn't afraid, the more anxious he was - who wants to kill someone?

But now if I'm not afraid, where will his face go, and who will avenge his second uncle's revenge?

What is it called? It's hard to ride a tiger.

On the contrary, it was as if he had seen a madman, and he was afraid.

The forklift was coming at me, and I wanted to dodge, but I just wouldn't.

The workers were frightened and shouted, "No, you will go to jail!" Erniu, stop! ”

The second cow also twisted, poked his head out of the cockpit and yelled at me: "Little rabbit, I drugged you!" Get out of the way for me, look for death! ”

But at this time, he patronized and scolded the street, and he may have stepped on the wrong place, and the slow forklift hit me like crazy.

He was taken aback, his face full of regret.

But it was too late, and the forklift drove up to me, and as soon as I raised my hand, I blocked in front of the forklift.

The forklift stopped, and the sudden inertia almost hit the windshield with even the man in the cockpit.

But what surprised him even more than this inertia was that I was able to stop the forklift alone.

He blinked for a long time, then rubbed his own with one hand, as if suspecting that it was a dream—but apparently, it wasn't a dream.

The jaws of the other workers almost fell off the spot.

The big man who was the first to throw me away was a well-informed man, and he was relieved by my fall, and he screamed loudly: "Hell! This is not a human being! ”

said, even rolling and crawling about to run: "They all say that this place is not clean, it is really fucking unclean, in broad daylight, there will be trouble!"

At his shout, the other workers were also inspired, dropped the tools in their hands, and ran outside with the big man.

Not to mention this in the car, the head rushed down and fell through the glass window, forgetting that the door could be opened.

He turned back as he ran: "You, you wait for me!"

Not to mention that he had dropped a shoe, and there were still some wet marks on his pants - maybe he had urinated.

It's much better now, this ruin belongs only to me - estimated, although this place is collapsed, but the land is still the original temple industry, it is estimated that it will be rebuilt, I remember that the incense of the Shuangta Temple is very prosperous, and it is not difficult to build a new temple.

That's even better - the three-legged bird returns to its hometown, and there is a temple on it again, and it can rest in peace.

I just hope that in the future, there will be no one who can come up here to release three-legged birds, right?

But...... This time, the three-legged bird can be regarded as voluntarily "going home".

Seeing countless bricks and rubble, I slapped one hand on the ground: "Come out!"

Ten thousand ghosts are generally used to kill people, and being shouted out to move bricks is probably the first time since the creation of this trick.

And because now with the evil aura of the three-legged bird, there are so many and strong dead people who shout out, only to hear a "bang" in my ears, and those bricks and rubble are quickly cleaned up, this thing is really convenient.

I found a place to go in, and I went straight in.

This place is supposed to be the place where the Arhats were used to live.

These steps had already collapsed, but when the dead man who wished his birthday was excavated like this, a passage was opened up again to enter.

Okay, three-legged bird, you asked me to take you home, and I did.

One step was about to be taken, but I didn't imagine that I had hit some invisible barrier, but I took a step back.

it? What is the situation?

Ah, by the way, although "truth" and "goodness" are going back, but "anger" is probably still a little unwilling.

I suddenly wondered, after the three-legged birds reunited, how would the three of them communicate? Is it the same as before, an old and a young conversation, or is it "telepathy" or something?

Forget it, if there is anything, I'm afraid they won't be happy with me anymore.

There is a barrier, but if you work hard, you should still be able to break through the past.

It starts here and ends here.

I took a breath and was about to go down, although it was a "disaster", but fortunately, I didn't hurt anything other than those white plastic bags.

I'm awesome, I admire myself.

With that in mind, I'm going to break through that barrier directly.

But at this moment, a sound of breaking wind rushed towards me.

&nbs