The top of Mount Tai,

The Bodhisattva who was beaten down and came up again is still watering his flowers,

But

There seemed to be a throbbing in the darkness.

He stopped the movement of his hand,

He gently lowered the kettle and walked slowly into the small temple.

The small temple seems empty,

Only the most basic little furnishings represent that this is a temple,

But the emptiness of the offering table makes this temple seem to have a great flaw.

The temple can be called a temple because of the "image", and after the believers come in, they need to have a sustenance and an object to kowtow.

The Bodhisattva stretched out his hand, picked up a square handkerchief from the edge of the water tank on the inside of the door, carefully washed the handkerchief in the water tank, and squeezed it dry.

Followed by

The Bodhisattva went to the offering table,

He carefully wiped the offering table with a handkerchief.

In fact

There's no dust on it,

Even if you don't clean it all the time, there will be no dust.

But it still needs to be cleaned up,

clean

It is to welcome.

It is also a sense of ritual, a complex and elaborate stacking of rituals that will eventually slowly evolve into a religious atmosphere.

Wipe down the offering table,

The bodhisattva with the veil in hand took two steps back,

Looking at the empty offering table in front of him,

He felt a sense of relief.

So many years, his busyness, his planning, his waiting,

etc.,

Nothing more than this day.

On the offering table, you need to be placed with something, so that you can kneel and sit on the futon every day and have someone to worship.

Some people pursue the world's only self-esteem,

But there are also people who pursue this peace of mind, which is my hometown;

The direction pursued is different, and the understanding of life and all things is also different, so there is no way to arbitrarily distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

Clean the house before you can treat yourself.

The Bodhisattva walked out of the small temple,

The Bodhisattva walked through the flower beds he had planted,

The Bodhisattva stood on the edge of Mount Tai,

In front of it,

It's a vast sea of clouds,

At its feet,

It is an unfathomable cliff.

The Bodhisattva lifts his feet forward,

Step by step in the void,

Step by step lotus;

The golden lotus flowers bloom at its feet, and the momentum of the Buddha lotus creates a vast brilliance, scattering in all directions.

Walking and walking,

The Bodhisattva stopped,

He clasped his hands together,

Bow your head and recite reverently:

"My Buddha............ Mercy. ”

…………

Deep valleys,

Elegant and unique Taoist temple,

In the hall,

The nine attendants opened their eyes together,

In the eyes of each of them, there is a purple brilliance circulating.

Not many people know of their existence;

They were mistakenly thought to have been raised by the Bodhisattva to replace the spare tire of the Ten Hall Yamas.

If you set aside the ninth temple that the ten permanent servants washed the ninth temple with blood a year and a half ago,

They've always been very low-key, very low-key.

now

The bell for the curtain call of the last stage has sounded,

Right now

It's their turn to take the stage.

The remaining eight Yamas have completely given up.

Their spirits, their duties, their responsibilities,

These are not many,

And these are not many, after thousands of years of erosion,

And in the past two years,

With the fall of the two Yamas, it completely fell apart.

The nine attendants walked out of the Taoist temple together,

They were dressed in their own robes,

Although the clothes are gorgeous, it is not the masculinity of a man that is revealed, but a kind of femininity that pours down like water.

They don't mind that their outfits will be mocked,

When they took Yama's place on the highest position,

The crowd of people below will be proud of this dress.

Just like thousands of years ago, when the people below watched the era of the Emperor of the Mansion come to an end, and watched the Yamas ascend to the throne.

The prince of the mansion who has been inherited for many generations, if you say no, it will be gone, so don't expect these Yamas to pick up how many hearts they can pick up.

The great long autumn stands in front,

In the pond in front of them,

A Buddha lotus, blooming brilliantly.

"The hour has come."

A smile appeared at the corner of Da Changqiu's mouth, and his body turned into a blue light, soaring into the sky.

Behind him, eight blue lights followed.

Together, they flew to Tarzan,

And in front of Mount Tai, he stopped and showed his figure.

The Bodhisattva is still standing in the void.

"See the Bodhisattva."

Nine attendants bow to the Bodhisattva together.

Compared with the reverence and a little flattery in the previous treatment of the Yamas towards the Bodhisattva,

The Ten Standing Attendants are much more indifferent.

The theory of raising is not true in the first place.

There is equality between the Ten Permanent Servants and the Bodhisattva.

If it weren't for the end of antiquity, the lord of hell would have desperately stopped all of this by his own fall.

possible

Next

There would have been no age of kings in this hell, nor would there have been times of Yama.

hell

will be from beginning to end,

It's all their time.

The Bodhisattva was silent,

Just look up,

Look to the sky.

The sky of hell was nothing to see, but today, he really wanted to see it, and he wanted to see it very much......

The eight attendants flew away and headed for their respective targets.

Da Changqiu stayed where he was, standing beside the Bodhisattva.

A year and a half ago, Da Changqiu was chased and killed by Yinggou and fled all over hell, panicking like a dog.

Right now

It's really human-like and dog-like.

The one who laughs last is often the one who laughs the best.

Da Changqiu comforted himself like this.

"Here he comes again." Da Changqiu said.

The Bodhisattva remained silent and continued to look at the sky very seriously.

"Do you want to keep him?"

Da Changqiu continued to ask.

The Bodhisattva shook his head and said, "No. ”

Da Changqiu heard the words and breathed a sigh of relief.

however

This breath has just gone down,

His heart was violently lifted again.

He saw a familiar figure flying from a distance.

Yu killed the king of Chujiang on the wall of the main city of Yinsi, and Zhou Ze did not delay too much, nor was he interested in enjoying the afterglow of a high dynasty where Yama Luo fell in his hands.

He left the main city directly,

In fact

He didn't think about coming to Tarzan,

But Tarzan is almost in the middle of hell.

From one corner to another, you have to pass through here.

Da Changqiu stands proudly,

It's just the hand behind him, trembling slightly.

The Bodhisattva finally took his gaze off the sky and landed on Zhou Ze in front of him.

"The water is almost leaking, and if you don't leave, you really can't go."

It's not about caring,

It's a threat.

The elegance of Yinggou is peerless, and everyone present has personally experienced it, but in the same way, they also know that Yinggou is weak now.

Just avoid his edge, and later, if you can find him, you can calmly clean it up.

Da Changqiu took a step forward and stood in front of the Bodhisattva.

Like a loyal old dog.

It's just that the old dog's qi is generously scattered around, obviously preparing to withdraw at any time, and this is obvious, not afraid of the Bodhisattva to see it.

Zhou Ze looked at Da Changqiu, his feet, in the void, and took a step forward.

Da Changqiu's old face stiffened,

Road:

"Does it have to be that?"

"Get in front of me...... It's you. ”

Zhou Ze took another step forward.

Da Changqiu took a deep breath, silently turned sideways, took three steps back, and got out of the way.

"The miscellaneous family admits that now, it is not your opponent, but the miscellaneous family has lost to you once, and it may not be that it will lose a second time in the future."

The old dog didn't dare to bite, so he could only bark.

Zhou Ze looked at Da Changqiu with a calm expression,

"More than once."

Da Changqiu was stagnant, and then fell into a malaise.

Followed by

Zhou Ze walked in front of the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva still wears a mask, and no one knows what kind of face is hidden under this mask.

finally

There is not a little bit of compassion.

Hell is not empty,

Vow not to become a Buddha;

Then make hell mess up, and when hell is no longer hell, it's fine.

"What do you think............ You are very smart? ”

Zhou Ze asked.

The Bodhisattva is noncommittal,

Shaoqing,

The Bodhisattva asked rhetorically:

"You......... What do you think? ”

Zhou Ze took another step forward,

It shortened the distance between himself and the Bodhisattva.

In front of the Bodhisattva, a golden luster appeared, forming an enchantment, and in the enchantment, there was a small world, pulling out the distance like a chasm.

It can be seen that

The Bodhisattva is still very jealous of Zhou Ze.

After all, it was only a short time ago, and he had just been punched.

Zhou Ze reached out and took the old ginseng on his shoulder,

Only a small section of the tail remains, and there are a few long tail whiskers.

Zhou Ze picked up the old ginseng,

"Quack",

Took a bite.

Now the old ginseng is only the last ding, that is, the little bit that still pities those tail whiskers.

Seeing this, the Bodhisattva,

It seems to sigh,

Actively spread out their defensive barriers.

"Bang!"

This punch is an answer.

On this day, hell fell another Yama.

On this day, the ten permanent servants came out of the mountain and began to take over the entire Yin Division.

On this day,

Bodhisattva

by

Two punches were punched.