In modern society, everything is developing rapidly, and all aspects are also making rapid progress.

The QR code can be placed on the tombstone, and when worshipping ancestors in the future, 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 to worship your ancestors, you can scan the QR code everywhere with your mobile phone, and say hello to the neighbors of your ancestors nearby.

But in the era of Yinggou, there was no such thing, and there was no such thing, and there would be no attention to garbage classification;

It is estimated that the winning hook is to throw the bones after eating, and pile them there in a mess;

When you're bored, kick it again, and you'll be kicked into a chair.

No one took a small notebook to record, how long and how wide the bones were, how long and how wide the bones were......

You must know that every time the ancient emperor was lucky, there would be a eunuch next to the nobleman or palace maid next to him, recording a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, and my emperor was fortunate for a certain time, and it lasted for two minutes......

So

The predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade,

But this predecessor is too lazy......

The Throne of Bones is the size of a throne, and no one can count how many bones there are, and as for choosing the kind that looks like horns, it's really true;

Because there are too many horns in it, after all, in those days, you didn't have a horn on your head and were embarrassed to go out to greet your peers.

And Ying Gou also seems to have a special fondness for the flesh of the beast with horns on its head, and there are sharp bulges around each layer of the throne, a bit like using horns as nails.

And maybe it's for the pursuit of some kind of beauty or obsessive-compulsive disorder, Yinggou should also have specially repaired this throne, polished the corners or gave you a whole flat or something.

As long as Ying Gou wants to do it, there are few skilled craftsmen in this world who can match him in terms of skill, because he can completely change the shape and state of the original bone in a way that is difficult for Newton to understand.

Zhou Ze put his hand on the throne of white bones,

Time

A little confused.

Lao Zhang also raised his head, looking at this throne, and was also a little dazed.

If it's just a math problem, then that's it, everyone settles down together, no matter how difficult it is, at least there is a rush for the only correct answer.

But the current one is a probability question, and it's not enough to calculate the probability, you have to try it one by one.

This has to be tried until the Year of the Monkey?

Zhou Ze was helpless, so he could only turn his head to look at the pig that had almost broken free from the chains, and beckoned to him,

Road:

"Brother, you sniff with your nose, can you smell which of your horns is you?

You're welcome, smell which one it is, and give it to you, if you like it, it's no problem to take a few more bones as a souvenir collection. ”

In response, the pig continued to roar.

It is not possible.

That's it,

It's a headache.

………………

Lao Dao looked at the still Pig and Win Hook for a while, and then looked at the Bodhisattva.

He noticed the Bodhisattva's movement of putting his hand on the mask, and this scene made the corners of his eyes twitch.

If it weren't for the unsuitable environment and conditions, Lao Dao really wanted to go up and personally persuade the Bodhisattva to control yourself, impulse is the devil.

Everyone used to be a level player, so they naturally knew each other's ultimate.

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 a thousand years ago, Lao Tao once asked the Bodhisattva, why do you wear a mask?

The Bodhisattva's answer is: If you don't find the true Buddha, you don't see people.

On the other hand, once you take off your mask, you have found the true Buddha.

It's just that before things fall into place, forcing it to be done often comes with the most terrible side effects.

The true Buddha, who has not yet been found, can do is to take off the mask, turn into a true Buddha, and then, like fireworks, in a brilliant moment, then dissipate.

In the current situation, there is really some meaning of non-death;

Everyone is like a gambler, stud everything, no one can afford to lose, or rather, the gambler is no longer human, really to lose to the point of bankruptcy;

Will you admit defeat or choose to play with the right table?

In this world, no one really has a last resort, after all, you are not the only one who is qualified to bet at the tables.

Lao Dao originally thought, the pig came out, destroyed the Bodhisattva, no matter what mask you don't make, no matter what you don't move, you just close the door and let the dog go with this trick, it's enough.

Who thinks,

Now it's such an embarrassing scene.

Inside, the pig and the winning hook are still facing each other, and God knows what they are doing in the world of spiritual consciousness.

Outside, the Bodhisattva is still eyeing the tiger, and is even ready for the final end.

Lao Dao suddenly felt that this life was so difficult,

Thinking that I started planning from a thousand years ago to the present,

I thought it would be smooth sailing, but who knows, in the end, it still depends on gambling.

Like the Bodhisattva, the old Tao doesn't like to gamble.

The barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes, they will die, and they will still be a good man after eighteen years, this similar rhetoric sounds very cool, but a book is all words that the bottom sling likes to shout;

Who will shout this for the real princely nobles?

As for the reason why the Bodhisattva is not taking off his mask now?

It's very simple, he's waiting, waiting for the "negotiations" over there to break down, if the pig can solve his goal, he will be able to turn the tables with the trend.

Lao Dao simply sat down and crossed his legs.

looked at the Bodhisattva, and showed a sincere smile.

At the same time, Lao Dao stretched out his hand and pointed to the hedgehog and winning hook next to him, and shouted:

"Look?"

Shaoqing,

The Bodhisattva calmly responded:

"Look."

………………

"What do you see? What about this one? See this one too? ”

Under the effect of Zhou Ze's nails, it is not difficult to disassemble the throne, at this time, what Boss Zhou is doing is to take the bones one by one and let the pig take a look.

found that the stupid dog had no other reaction than roaring, and Zhou Ze had no choice but to buckle the head of the pig one by one.

If you try the horns of the pig, the pig should not be unresponsive.

Lao Zhang was on the side to help deliver it, and at this moment, the two seemed to have turned into dog slaves and began to desperately please the dog master.

One after the other, one after the other;

No success, no response, no effect......

Seeing that the chain that binds the pig has cracked,

Zhou Ze finally couldn't support it anymore.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I'm afraid that before I die, I'm still doing this kind of funny thing.

His body was already full of white bones, but the throne over there was still majestic.

What he dismantled was only the tip of the iceberg of the throne.

It's a pity, it's a pity,

Zhou Ze really regretted it now, when he burned all the demon gods in the throne with a fire, he really should have stopped it.

One is because some of them may still be able to be divided into younger brothers, and they can't all be iron-headed babies, and the second is that if there are still them in the throne at this time, maybe they really know which bone is made of the horns of the hedgehog.

It is also normal for perennial tenants to know the layout of the house better than the landlord.

"Boss, come on, maybe the next one?"

Lao Zhang is Lao Zhang in the end, and he is full of positive energy at all times.

Zhou Ze shrugged his shoulders, took another bone from Lao Zhang's hand and poked it at the head of the pig,

get

Still no effect.

Throwing away this bone casually, Zhou Ze sighed:

"I just think it's stupid to try it like this."

"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.

Yes

Keep trying.

"Click...... Click...... Click........."

The black rock began to crumble, and there was a faint cracking sound from the chains.

This hedgehog, which was forcibly restrained by Lao Zhangjia with an iron chain, was really close to getting out of trouble.

This feeling is a bit like a bomb disposal expert, the countdown to the bomb is about to go to the end, and the situation is very dangerous.

But Zhou Ze feels that he is much better than a bomb disposal expert, and what people are entangled in is which line to cut.

And I am:

Damn, so many lines I want to cut until the Year of the Monkey?

Suddenly,

Boss Zhou smiled and stood up.

"Boss?"

Lao Zhang was really worried that the boss would give up.

In fact, Lao Zhang has no desires and no desires, he has integrated into the pig and has become a thought in the pig, but he really doesn't want the boss to have an accident, and he still dies at the hands of ...... "himself".

"I've figured out a way."

Zhou Ze walked to the throne with confidence,

This time

Instead of removing the bones from the throne with his fingernails as he had done before, and then carrying them back and trying them one by one, he bent down and lifted the throne of bones up.

The White Bone Throne is not so light, but this is the world of spiritual consciousness, so many of the rules are different from reality, plus, the current Boss Zhou, not to mention anything else, at least there is still a lot of strength.

Lao Zhang stood there and watched his boss move the throne,

and then continued to watch his boss carry the throne and walk back;

"Boss, you are ............"

"Don't blame me, Lao Zhang." Zhou Ze smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"Maybe in a thousand years, if you have the opportunity to go down to the earth to investigate, you may see your own statues and portraits again, and it will be more ...... Well, it's not pleasing to the eye. ”

"What?"

"Bang!"

At that moment, the chain holding the pig broke!

"Not good!"

Lao Zhang let out an exclamation.

At this time, Zhou Ze held the throne with both hands and smashed it downward.

"Poof!"

The bottom platform of the throne smashed directly on the single horn of the pig, and the single horn was very sharp and pierced into the bottom of the throne.

Zhou Ze immediately let go,

Take a few steps back.

"This should be fine, the rest will be given to you as gifts, you're welcome."

At this point,

The image of the pig looks like this,

Tibetan mastiff-like body,

Overhead is a ...... the size of a small building Chair.

But on the contrary,

The pig's originally fierce gaze slowly eased at this time,

That crimson is fading,

First of all, he expressed his sorrow,

and then transformed into loneliness,

Then it turned into calm again,

At last

There was a touch of joy flowing,

even cheerfully screamed twice:

"Want Want!"