Chapter 49: Reaction
"Click......"
"Click......"
"Click......"
A detail that many people may not usually notice is that when you are watching others eat, your mouth will instinctively secrete saliva.
And the more the person in the field of vision eats, the more saliva is secreted.
(ˉ﹃ˉ)
Little Lori just looked at half of her face lying on the edge of the hole, eating one bite at a time.
Although his movements look indecent, and the food he eats is even more indecent, the whole picture still gives people a sense of ritual like eating a candlelight dinner in a Western restaurant.
"Heh............"
Half of his face took out half of his arm, threw it directly, and threw it in front of little Lori.
It's impossible to be afraid, after all, little Lori has also seen strong winds and waves, and this little picture is not suitable for her children.
It's just that
What does this mean?
"Good stuff............ Don't eat? ”
Half of the face looked at the little Lori with amusement.
There was no blood in the corners of his mouth, and in fact, there was not the slightest blood splattered out during the whole process.
Little Lori raised her eyebrows, she is weak or weak, especially in the past two years, except for a little boyfriend who can fight next to her, plus a tongue, there is nothing else to do.
But at this time, there is still no shortage of necessary courage.
The old lady dared to sell public assets at a low price after she first became the leader of the factory, hehe.
Pick up the arm,
No more hesitation,
Took a big bite directly.
Hiss............
There is not the slightest taste of blood, it does not make people feel sick to their stomachs, but it melts in the mouth, fragrant and silky.
The taste is similar to that of white chocolate, and it is not greasy at all when you take a big bite.
The woman appears to be in human form, but in reality, she is not human, nor is she pure flesh and blood, and you can even think of her as a self-aware energy body.
It's like a humanoid Snickers;
Half of the face continues to eat leisurely,
Shen Dao:
"Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious."
Little Lori put the elbow in her hand, oh no, it's the arm, and bit down most of it.
"It's delicious............ Hehe............ Full............ Good ............ on the road."
"............" little Lori.
"Don't be afraid............ Not about you. ”
Little Lori's eyes widened and she looked at half of her face.
"Nor is it............ Say me. ”
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"Ahh
Lawyer An stretched a big lazy waist,
"The air is really fresh, comfortable, comfortable."
Next to him, Lao Zhangtou's eyes were red, and he muttered:
"Here we go."
The appearance of the Bodhisattva, even if it is just a ray of Buddha's light above the hospital, but this aura and pomp are enough to affect far, far away.
It was enough for Lawyer An and the others who were in the hotel at this time to sense it.
Buddhism pays attention to a "equality of all beings",
The beings here,
Not just the living, but also the dead.
Therefore, the appearance of the Bodhisattva and the impact it brings, lawyer An can also feel that kind of peace of mind, inner peace, tsk, it really makes people feel comfortable.
However, compared with Lawyer An's unconscionable stretching his waist,
Lao Zhangtou's side is much more depressed.
The Bodhisattva has "descended",
Next
It's probably Mars hitting the Earth.
To tell the truth, he really doesn't care too much about the outcome and direction of this duel at this time, he has the intention of going further, and he also wants to earn more blessings for the old Zhang family, but if he wants to use his eldest grandson's life as a bargaining chip, what is he busy trying to do?
Lawyer An was too lazy to continue to comfort Lao Zhangtou, at this time, it was not appropriate to say anything.
He just wanted to simply enjoy the peace of mind at this time,
He is a very impetuous person, eager for quick success and quick profit,
So at this moment, I feel that even though I borrowed the light of the Bodhisattva, I still don't want to waste anything.
"Well, shh
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The Tarzan in the middle of hell has been vacant for a long time, and this is no secret in the middle and upper layers of hell.
This is not to blame others, but only to blame the Bodhisattva's routine for thousands of years.
When to water the flowers, when to worship the Buddha, when you can probably see a figure shaking on the top of Mount Tai from a distance, for thousands of years, it has long become a fixed number.
The longer the law is maintained, the greater the ripple effect when it is broken.
"Whoa............ Boom............ Whoa............"
Hell will also rain;
It's just that the rain in hell is different from the rain in the yang, the rain in the yang is a manifestation of the water cycle and a factor of climate change, and the rain in the underworld is a phenomenon formed by the accumulation of resentment.
Of course, in the underworld, the existence of anything cannot be equated with the yang, except that the form of expression is very similar to that of the rain in the yang, it does not have the effect of nourishing the earth.
And at this time,
At the foot of Mount Tai,
The rain was pouring down.
Da Changqiu, dressed in a red sweater, stood at the foot of the mountain, and beside him, stood a second-ranked attendant, and behind the two, a person held a large umbrella to protect them from the rain.
If you look closely, you can find that the person who is scattered is very familiar, yes, it is Feng Si.
When you gain something, you often lose something as well.
Feng Si once relied on his "appearance" to successfully leap to the next level, and he was indeed envious of others, but at this moment, he could only stand here and hold an umbrella for the two real masters of hell right now.
Da Changqiu also joked that if he wanted to give Feng Sidan an an independent official position, he would be called Langzhong Umbrella.
This is not a humiliation, at least, countless people are really envious of Feng Si's honor and treatment at this time.
As for whether Feng Si felt happy and satisfied in his heart, it was unknown, in short, what hung on his face was always sincere fear.
"Brother, your clothes are quite chic."
Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the relationship between the attendants is already excellent, and when they speak, they are naturally very casual.
"Hmm, Xiao Jiu knitted it by hand, it's not appropriate not to wear it."
"No wonder, no wonder."
"Hehe, don't laugh, it's your turn soon."
Da Changqiu stretched out his hand and gently tugged the big red sweater on his body, to tell the truth, the official uniforms on their bodies were originally dark colors, and wearing them on their bodies could give people a feminine and depressing feeling.
Now he has a big red sweater on his body that is not worn like this in the countryside of the sun, which looks so nondescript.
It's just that Da Changqiu dislikes it in his mouth, and he still likes this dress in his heart.
"In my impression, it doesn't rain on Mount Tai's side."
"After all, this is the Bodhisattva's Dharma field, with him here, those resentments were dissipated by the Buddha's light before they got close to here, and since they can't be condensed, it can't make it rain."
"Brother, but now, it's down."
"I'm not blind."
"Is something going to happen?"
"Don't you all know what to expect?"
"I can't hold it, we are small, we are late, and since I can remember, I will recognize you, and add a Bodhisattva."
"Heh, he is just catching up with the good time, some people in Yin Si liked to spread rumors that our brothers are all wolf cubs raised by the Bodhisattva.
In fact, it was nothing more than that he found us first, breeding, not talking, helping, nothing more than holding a rope and pulling our necks around and strangling it in our hands.
When you feel that the time has not come, you will tighten it; When you think it's time, let go of some and whip us by the way. ”
"All I know is that he seems to have always wanted to put a real immortal on the offering table."
Da Changqiu glanced at the second child and smiled,
Road:
"But the things on the table are not made for a long time, and from the day they are sculpted, they are doomed to the final end, that is, they will be toppled and smashed.
Most of the temples and ancient temples in the yang world are inseparable from this fate.
In ancient times, the immortals arranged for the Yellow Emperor to soar when his longevity was exhausted, and he was ranked in the immortal class, who knew that the temper of the human lord was too irritable, and he didn't take the immortals in his eyes.
Of course, later events also proved that he did have the kind of qualifications that no one cared about.
The Xuanyuan sword fell, and since then there have been no immortals in the world;
Before being killed and falling, the fairy king struggled to stretch out his hands to the sky, letting out a final unwilling roar.
And we, in fact, are the hands of the fairy king, and the ten fingers contain the unwillingness and anger that belong to the immortals.
It is indeed to be angry, they use the human world as their own chessboard, various layouts and various manipulations, playing for countless years, and from time to time pumping water from the human world for their own use.
didn't expect that there was really a ruthless person in the world, and he came up and killed them all. ”
"It's the finger of the fairy king, why do you think that our brother is from such a humble background?"
"Yes, the fairy king was beheaded by others back then, and when the people were gone, we made a comeback, but we were beheaded again by the generals under others.
When the general is gone, let's think about the bitterness that will come soon, right?
As a result, the general suddenly appeared again, forcing one of our brothers to cut himself.
Hey, I'm thinking, we don't seem to have anything to brag about, right?
On the contrary, why is it so hard to force it? ”
"Like, it does."
"Hey, let's take a look."
"Brother, you say, can the Bodhisattva pass the test this time?"
"It's hard to say."
"Not really, right?"
"It's starting to rain in this Taishan realm, and there's really nothing impossible."
"So what do we do?"
"What do you say?"
"If the Bodhisattva comes back, our nephew will play the lantern as usual; If they hadn't come back, to be honest, the brothers would have thought about building a big palace with that small temple in their hearts. ”
Da Changqiu breathed a long sigh of relief, and his heart was tired.
"What's wrong, brother?"
"If the Bodhisattva doesn't come back."
Da Changqiu paused, licked his lips, his voice suddenly became a little hoarse, and continued:
"Then I'm sure someone else will come back, too."