Lawyer An walked to Lao Dao's side, to be honest, in such a situation, even Lawyer An, who is good at creating conditions for licking without conditions for licking, is also a little blind, and he is not ...... at all Nowhere to eat.

He didn't even dare to get too close to Lao Dao, God knows if Lao Dao would suddenly be unable to control himself in this situation where his spirit was obviously a little abnormal?

This has to be slapped casually,

Himself is a freshly baked equal Wang An,

Soldier.

Lao Dao's eyes were a little confused, as if he couldn't see things so clearly, and he had to put his face very close to this painting.

At last

Lao Dao suddenly slapped his hands on the scroll, and the whole person took several steps back.

A look of struggle began to appear in his eyes.

All of this was taken into account by Lawyer An, and at this moment, he even had a feeling that he was witnessing history.

Even though he has ascended to the throne, to be honest, at least in this bookstore, Lawyer An does not feel that his status and identity have changed substantially.

Outside the bookstore, there is still a plaque that reads "Listen to it in vain, if I smell it", he is still the owner of the bookstore, and he is the housekeeper of the bookstore.

He was still carefully serving the big bosses of the bookstore.

And the big boss in front of him, who has just funded himself, is obviously abnormal.

Fu Jun,

should have been the white-clothed, personable image, his body is full of incomparable confidence!

He looked down on his ancestors, thinking that they were just rotten trees lying on the foundation of the first ancestors;

He looked down on Jizo and thought he was too naïve;

He doesn't see too much, too much,

Even in the face of the desperate Xuanyuan Sword,

He dared to think about the millennium to exploit that loophole!

It's just that

At this point,

In the eyes of Fu Jun, in addition to self-confidence, there are more emotions, such as confusion, apprehension, guilt, and doubt.

Because of one, and pure;

Because there are many, and messy.

People's eyes are the same, Fu Jun's eyes began to become cloudy.

Lawyer An pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't know what he should say now.

Obviously, Lord Fujun has already done a great job, obviously he has already dodged from under the Xuanyuan sword, and he has already said that if he becomes the king of equality, he will make himself the king of equality.

But how come the more you look at it, the more negative it becomes?

At this time, Lawyer An has no doubt that if Lord Fujun posts a "I don't want to live anymore" on social software with this image, it will definitely attract the attention of many people, because whether it is from demeanor to detailed actions, even Oscar winners are difficult to deduce this kind of indifference that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Lao Dao raised his arms,

And when he opened his eyes again,

Around

There was no one in the book house, nor was it the set of the book house, and he was standing in an attic.

The smell of incense in the attic is a deep memory.

On the walls beside Lao Dao, there are portraits, and everyone in the portrait is a fairy wind and bones.

This is, his ancestors.

A smile appeared at the corner of Lao Dao's mouth,

Especially when he saw that there were already a few ancestors who were close to him in the painting who had come out of the painting and scolded him.

His smile began to grow brighter.

In the end, when his eyes fell on the first character scroll, he saw the first generation in the scroll, and he was also smiling like himself.

The old way stopped laughing,

He put away his smile, his face became serious, and then he bowed and bowed.

By the time Lao Dao straightened up, the attic began to burn, and the flames were billowing in all directions.

Lao Dao didn't pay attention to it, he just stood here and watched quietly, watching the fire swallow everything here, and when the fire was at its highest, everything around him disappeared again.

In front of it, a Buddha lotus appeared, on the Buddha lotus, Jizo put his hands together, dressed in an ordinary robe, and wore a mask on his face.

"Ascension, back?"

Lao Dao asked jokingly.

Actually, this answer really doesn't matter, because Jizo can't come back.

This situation is nothing more than my own self-talk.

It's just that as the last monarch, his sensibility has surpassed his reason at this time and occupied the mainstream of his heart, and it is indeed an unimaginable thing.

"It's all here, don't you take off the mask yet?"

"Uncovered."

Jizo's voice sounded from behind Lao Dao.

Lao Dao turned his head and saw Jizo standing behind him, his face no longer masked.

"I said, 'Is the scenery in the sky beautiful?'

Lao Dao asked again.

Jizo nodded, "It's beautiful." ”

"Haha, then it's a pity that I didn't take a look."

The Bodhisattva nodded again, "It's a pity indeed. ”

"But I'm still alive, but you're gone!

I can continue to exist, and you, only in my thoughts! ”

Jizo's ordinary face still had a peaceful smile, and in the face of the old words, he still nodded from time to time:

"Yes."

"Hehe, hahahaha!"

Lao Dao laughed again.

however

Jizo turned around at this moment, and in front of him, an infinite void appeared, and in this void, incomparably destructive lights began to appear.

"To be born is to meet."

"Huh."

"You know, the scenery is really beautiful."

Lao Dao's fists clenched violently.

He jerked his head up,

In the eyes,

There were purple thunderbolts flashing:

"Thunder washes your eyes, purify my spiritual platform!"

In a flash

The Jizo Bodhisattva in front of him began to twist and began to be torn apart.

Next

One by one, the pictures have been directly destroyed as soon as they appear or before they appear.

The gaze of the old Tao has been upward, upward, upward, like an unstoppable thunderbolt, piercing all this vanity!

finally

The dust settles,

Around

No more superfluous colors,

All that remains is pure whiteness.

And above that,

A sword,

Hanging there,

Hanging above the head of the old road!

"Hehe, hahahahaha!"

The old man's expression was directly distorted,

It's like you're trying your best to solve it, trying to kill your opponent, and after you think it's all successful, you find that it's still on top of your head.

At this point,

What you feel,

It's anger,

is despair,

and

Impotence.

Lao Dao's body slowly bent down.

That sword is still hanging high, without any abnormal movement, but just like the current Boss Zhou, only those who are qualified to be found by this sword can clearly perceive the kind of despair and suffocating depression that this sword can bring to people!

It's not a ghost, but it haunts you more than a ghost!

however

At this moment,

Lao Dao's body slowly stood upright again, and on his body, clusters of purple flames began to burn.

His body began to rise, and his gaze began to be pure again.

He is the prince of the house,

He is the pride of the sky,

He despises his ancestors,

He's confident, he's strong, he thinks he's omnipotent!

In the library outside, Lawyer An was also keenly aware of the motionless old Tao standing in front of him, the cloudiness in his eyes began to become clear, and the temperament of the whole person was also undergoing a sudden change.

This is a man who has risen again in a brief depression after a blow.

Lawyer An immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart,

The boss is uncertain about the end of life and death, and it can even be said that it is ...... There is little life.

If something happens to even the prince, then he really won't be able to sit on the throne of the equal king.

…………

And in consciousness,

The old way had already flown to the same height as the sword.

He stood up,

He did not give in,

He conquered fear, he conquered torment, he conquered himself,

His hands,

Begin to grasp the sword.

He's going to take this sword down, he's going to take this sword...... Erase!

however

The hand of the old man stretched out to this sword,

But it went straight through the sword.

Lao Dao's eyes showed a look of shock.

This is not really Xuanyuan Sword,

The Xuanyuan Sword, in fact, had already been cut down, and it slashed towards Jizo, and Jizo became his own substitute ghost.

This is not the Xuanyuan Sword, no, this is vain............

In the body of the Xuanyuan Sword in front of him, there were images of two cute little monkeys, and the two of them were looking around with curious eyes, looking around, looking at the ...... Myself.

Lao Dao's hands subconsciously stretched out again, and he wanted to touch their heads.

however

The hand of the old man,

Again, from this sword and the image inside this sword,

Pierced through.

Road

Silence.

……………………

Finally, after waiting for about an hour, Lawyer An finally saw Lao Dao move.

His gaze was no longer cloudy.

Just when Lawyer An was pleasantly surprised to think that Fu Jun had stood up again,

Lao Dao turned his head and looked at the surrounding environment, saying that he was looking, but he really just looked at it, because in his eyes, there was no remembrance, and there was nothing reluctant.

Lawyer An really felt his insignificance at this moment, he really couldn't understand what was going on in the minds of these big people, all day long!

Lao Dao naturally ignored Lawyer An who was standing beside him,

but took a step,

I walked back to the picture.

The price of this painting being able to hang on this wall is not insignificant.

After all, in order to get it hanging here, he paid the price of a hellish throne.

The old way stood still in front of the painting,

His hands,

Placed on the painting.

In the painting,

There are mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, verdant bamboo forests, and flourishing flowers and plants;

It's just that

All the time,

There is no life, because there is no living thing in this painting.

And at this very moment,

Lawyer An's eyes widened suddenly,

He saw that in this painting, where Lao Dao's fingers touched, a man in a white robe with wide sleeves appeared, and the man was holding a pot of wine in his hand.

His long hair flutters in the wind, and his clothes flutter, which is indescribably freehand.

And behind this man,

Two small black shadows appeared, and these two black shadows were getting bigger and bigger, and they were clearly two little monkeys.

One has a red buttocks, and the other has a more robust coat with earthy yellow hair.

Two monkeys, one holding a wine jar and the other holding a paper fan, followed behind the man in white.

finally

The picture is frozen,

And the whole painting, which was originally lacking in life,

After the appearance of this man and two monkeys,

It came to life in an instant.

The old way standing in front of the scroll suddenly swayed,

"Poof" fell directly to the ground.

"Squeak Squeak Squeak!!!!"

The little monkey, who had always had no reaction to the previous old way, threw himself into the arms of the old way excitedly.

"Ouch, ouch, forehead, really hurt............"

The eyes of everyone in the book house instantly fell on Lao Dao, and a familiar feeling came back.

"Yo yo, okay, don't make trouble, grandpa's forehead hurts, and the headache is very much."

Lao Dao slowly raised his head while rubbing the monkey's furry head,

He first looked around, looked at everyone, and finally, he set his eyes on Lawyer An, and immediately laughed:

"Hahaha, lawyer An, do you know, Egang had a long, long dream, I dreamed that I became the emperor, and I also gave you the title of king, you are so happy that you want to die or live, and you keep kowtowing to your forehead.

Hahaha, you say it's funny or not;

Alas, it's a pity, now that I've woken up from my dream, I can't let you really become a prince. ”

Lao Dao looked very sorry, because he knew how addicted Lawyer An was.

Lawyer An took a deep breath, spit out heavily, and then squatted down beside Lao Dao.

smoked a cigarette, bit one in his mouth, and threw one to Lao Dao,

Road:

"It's okay, just wake up, just wake up."