Chapter 3 Tang Seng couldn't count on it, and Bi Xia personally went out

Hearing Tang Seng's words, Bi Xia's head suddenly became bigger. This guy really deserves his title of super verbose demon king, but since he summoned him, he can only be patient and persuade him with good words: "Tang Aiqing, even if these two ghosts are poor, it is just an idea to escort me to King Qin Guang for trial, but they beat me, just by virtue of this, shouldn't Tang Aiqing teach them a lesson?" ”

Damn.

After solving the difference between the two little ghosts in front of him, Lao Tzu immediately exchanged you, a verbose maniac, into experience points, or pretended to be forced points.

"Amitabha." Tang Seng looked calm, his hands were in the Buddha seal, and he said unhurriedly: "The monks take compassion as their heart and ordinary sentient beings as their own responsibility. Weichen believes that it should still be led by education, if it is really impossible to educate, it is not too late to kill it. ”

Hear the words.

Bi Xia was depressed, and was about to ask the system to exchange Tang Seng for experience points, or pretend to be forced to value, but the voice of the system in his head sounded abruptly. "Hint: The host should be calm, compared to killing two ghosts, surpassing them can get more experience points, and in the process of surpassing them, the host can also find opportunities to pretend to be forced, so as to obtain pretend to be forced."

Hearing the system's prompt, Bi Xia's angry emotions calmed down a little, and he made a gesture of invitation to Tang Seng and said, "Tang Aiqing, please." As long as you can do the ideological work of those two little ghosts, I will obey you. ”

Tang Seng presented the Buddha seal with both hands again, and after bowing slightly to Bi Xia, he walked in front of the two ghosts. It's just that before he could start rambling, the two ghosts were already furious, and the one-star imp stepped forward and said with a hideous face: "Dead monk, where did you come from as a lonely ghost?" In you, why can't this ghost detect your soul breath? ”

"Amitabha."

Tang Seng made his signature move again, and said calmly: "The poor monk is a heavenly Buddha, and you are a ghost in the underworld, of course you can't detect my soul breath." Now, the poor monk advises the two ghosts to send the eldest brother, hurry up the precipice and rein in the horse, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, if you are still obsessed, help the abuse, and help King Qin Guang do bad things, then the poor monk will do the way for heaven and completely destroy you. ”

The two ghosts didn't have time, listening to Tang Seng's ramblings, they had to escort Bi Xia to the judgment seat of King Qin Guang's palace on time, otherwise, they would be punished by King Qin Guang. At this moment, after the two ghosts glanced at each other, they took out the pitch-black token in their hands, and their movements were the same, and they all shot towards Tang Seng's head.

"Hey!"

See here!

Tang Seng couldn't help but sigh, and said with a lonely expression: "The gentleman doesn't move his mouth, why is he so violent?" ”

To know.

Although Tang Seng is known as a super verbose demon king, the exercises he cultivates are the true scriptures of the Great Day. At this moment, seeing the pitch-black token in the hands of the two ghosts, about to hit his head, Tang Seng lightly stretched out his two palms and grabbed the wrists of the two ghosts, and suddenly, a Buddha light appeared, and the pitch-black token in the hands of the two ghosts fell to the ground.

Tang Seng glanced at the token that fell to the ground and rambled again. "I told you not to throw things, why are you disobedient? As a ghost, you can't even keep the token in your hand, and you're really a failure. If this token falls on the ground, it will pollute the environment, what if it hits the children, even if it can't hit the children, it is not right to hit those flowers and plants. ”

Hear the words.

The two ghosts subconsciously glanced at each other, and they were instantly stunned, and directly regarded Tang Seng as a neuropathy in their hearts.

It's just that.

Tang Seng, once he gets long-winded, he can't stop at all. staring at the two ghosts with charitable eyes, the smile on his face was like a spring breeze in March. "Two ghost brothers, let's not talk about those esoteric principles of life, let's come to Lala for family cooking, okay? How many siblings do you have, and are your parents still alive? Don't get me wrong, I just think this way of speaking is more cordial, isn't it? There are no bitter and bitter grievances between us, so why not make friends? ”

The two ghosts were almost indifferent, because at this moment, they were directly petrified.

Since the two ghosts could not be indoctrinated together, Tang Seng immediately changed his strategy and switched to each one. Tang Seng's gaze fell on the one-star little demon, and he said patiently: "Actually, being a demon is like being a human, you must have a benevolent heart, and with a benevolent heart, you are no longer a demon, but a benevolent demon (human-demon)." ”

Burst!

The one-star demon really couldn't stand it anymore, and spit out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth.

"Hey!" Tang Seng shook his head with a lonely expression, and his eyes fell on the one-star imp again. "The poor monk always believes that there is not much difference between people and ghosts, the difference is that people are fucking born, ghosts are fucking born, this ghost is a big brother, what kind of ghost is your mother?"

The one-star little ghost stared at Tang Seng with dripping eyes, swallowed his saliva, and said weakly: "Please give me a knife, I want to die!" If it weren't for Tang Seng grabbing this ghost's wrist, he might have jumped into the lake of fire not far away.

"Hey!" Tang Seng sighed in hatred that iron could not be made of steel. "What is the sorrow of life, and what is the pain of death? In this world, the hardest thing is not to die, but to live! Oh yes, this ghost brother, do you know what it is...... Dangdangdangdang? ”

The little ghost was dazed, but Tang Seng entered a mood of conception, and began to sing selflessly:

When the peaks have no edges and corners,

When the river no longer flows,

When time stops day and night,

All things in heaven and earth have come to naught,

I still can't kill you,

can't kill you,

Your life is the greatest watch of my life.

Bi Xia stood aside, he couldn't bear it anymore, clenched his fists, and walked towards Tang Seng. "Tang Aiqing, if you educate, you will educate, kill and kill, what kind of song to sing, this is my hell world, not on your way to the west to learn scriptures, let me say ...... With all due respect, I really can't listen to the songs you sing, and they're all out of tune. ”

"Your Majesty, please don't interrupt Wechen, let Wechen finish singing the whole song."

After speaking.

Tang Seng became affectionate again:

When the sun is no longer rising,

When the earth no longer turns,

When spring, summer, autumn and winter no longer change,

When all the flowers and trees wither,

I still can't kill you,

can't kill you,

Your life is the greatest attachment of my life.

Let us live in a chic and chic life with red dust,

Riding a horse galloping to share the prosperity of the world,

Sing to the wine and express the joy of your heart,

Vigorously grasp the youth.

Ahhh

Ahhh

Ahhh

"Damn, it's a waste of feelings, ahhhh Others ask for money for singing, but why do you sing, you want Lao Tzu's life! The voice is the same as a ghost's scream, completely ignoring people and can't stand it. System, exchange Tang Seng for me to pretend to be a forced value, I want to go to the system mall to buy equipment, and personally solve the difference between these two little ghosts. Tang Seng couldn't count on it, so Bi Xia planned to go out in person.

(PS: Ask for collection.) ）