Evil lama?

This name is also a dick.

Originally, I thought that the names of these Wei would be similar to the names of the immortals in the north, with names and surnames, which is normal.

But what I didn't expect was that the name of this Buddha sounded like a nickname.

When I followed Fang Shiliang to the mountain, I kept recalling the scene I had just seen in my mind.

It stands to reason that like this kind of injustice of the second and third sons of the earth, how can they come out with some momentum as soon as they appear, although this level of injustice can completely control their own qi, but

How do I feel like I'm seeing air?

It's as if it never existed, and what I saw and heard was all hallucination.

This inexplicable feeling cannot be accurately described in words.

"Brother Fang, the one we saw just now is the Buddha Devil, and the other one should be the Dao Devil, right?" I asked curiously.

Fang Shiliang walked in front, hummed, and said, yes, it's Dao Wei.

Fuck, Fang Shiliang's grandson is big enough, the Buddha and the Tao are all gathered, plus he himself, who is comparable to the sins of mountains and rivers, if he includes another ghost Tai Sui, or let the blind boss make up the numbers, then this mountain is basically a realistic portrayal of the contemporary encyclopedia of injustice.

Tai Sui sin, mountain and river sin, Tao Wei sin, Buddha sin.

These four kinds of injustice, but from ancient times to the present, they have always been ranked at the top of the injustice.

They occupied the first position, the second position and the third position.

"I don't think everybody is underestimating you," I muttered, "I haven't heard anyone say you have a stump on this mountain."

"First, very few people know about it, so it doesn't spread to the outside world." Fang Shiliang turned his head and explained to me with a hot sweat, then took off his shirt and wiped the hot sweat on his head with his clothes: "Second, it's not good to say this, the gun shoots the first bird, there are too many people in this world, you should know what this means." ”

"Understood." I nodded.

"Everyone thinks that Daoist Ge can retreat safely when he comes to me, but I dare to promise you" Fang Shiliang smiled brightly, or rather, he was so bright that he became hideous, and there was a faint anger in his tone: "As long as he dares to go wild in this mountain, he will not be able to get out alive." ”

When I heard this, I was stunned for a while, but I didn't believe it.

I don't know why, maybe it's my delusion, Fang Shiliang gave me the feeling at that time that he was telling the facts, and there was no fiction at all.

"If he fights you in this mountain, will he end up losing both?" I asked tentatively.

Fang Shiliang did not hesitate, and nodded very dryly.

"He will die, and eight or nine out of ten of the wrongs in this mountain will also be buried with him." Fang Shiliang laughed, but the smile on his face was extremely bitter: "It's a pity, I can't die." ”

"You can't die??" I couldn't believe it.

Fang Shiliang desperately fought with Daoist Ge with his injustice, and nine times out of ten it was the same ending.

But if Fang Shiliang can survive this kind of death match, I don't believe it.

This may have something to do with the blind boss and my master, who have been exposed to me.

In their opinion, Daoist Ge's ability is completely beyond the category of "sir", even if Fang Shiliang wants to win him and not fight with his own life, it is impossible.

Although Fang Shiliang's current physical body is a bit strange, it seems to be similar to the legendary sin of mountains and rivers, and the nine acupoints are full of mountains and rivers, but

I really don't think that Daoist Ge will not be able to handle the sins of mountains and rivers.

"You don't believe me?" Fang Shiliang asked me rhetorically, looked at me with a smile, and asked, "Do you think I will die?" ”

"Well, I think you have a very small chance of surviving if you play with Daoist Ge." I frowned, and the other party Shi Liang told my thoughts very seriously: "No matter how powerful the evil of mountains and rivers is, it is impossible"

When Fang Shiliang heard my words, he just laughed vigorously, and he didn't mean to interrupt, and listened patiently.

After I finished speaking my opinion, Fang Shiliang spoke up.

"I can understand you thinking so, but you are wrong about a few things." Fang Shiliang said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and continued walking with me into the mountains.

Maybe it's my delusion.

At that moment, I seemed to feel a trace of loneliness from Fang Shiliang's back, which was a kind of isolation from the world.

To put it in an apt sentence, Fang Shiliang at this moment looks out of place in this world.

"First of all, Daoist Ge is really powerful, but not so powerful that he can easily clean up my share."

"The second point is that I am not the sin of mountains and rivers, and the state of my physical body is completely different from the so-called sin of mountains and rivers, although I have mountains and rivers in my body, but I am much more lively than the sins of mountains and rivers."

After saying this, Fang Shiliang suddenly paused, turned around, and glanced at me.

At that time, his eyes reminded me of Old Man Dong and Old Man Zuo.

How to say it, it is a very vicissitudes of life, without the experience of the years, it is impossible to have this kind of eyes.

"The third point."

Fang Shiliang looked at me, raised his hand with a bitter smile, pointed at himself, and said word by word.

"I'm not going to die."

Some people say that they will not die, but nine times out of ten they are pretending.

But when some people say that they will not die, it is as if they are telling an extremely natural fact.

Whether it was the former or the latter, Fang Shiliang didn't seem to be on the side, and when he said this, the expression on his face was a little sad, as if he was saying something that was extremely difficult for him to accept.

"Really won't die?" I subconsciously asked.

"Well, I've used more than six hundred ways to find death, but none of them have succeeded." Fang Shiliang's mood seemed to have returned to normal, and he began to brag again: "You kid must not have imagined this." ”

"Eleven out of ten of your sentences are bragging, I believe you are weird." I laughed.

"How are you like the little blind man? Why don't you believe me? ”

Fang Shiliang looked a little distressed, scratched his head, continued to walk forward, and muttered in his mouth: "I am no longer human, how can I die again like a living person."

Hearing this, I subconsciously shuddered, and although I was curious, I didn't ask any more questions.

At this point, we are halfway up the mountain.

It is estimated that this mountain road is the only best way to go up the mountain, there is no jungle blocking the road, and there is no thorns and weeds, which is called an unimpeded one.

After walking along the trail for about 20 minutes, we reached the point where we were close to the top.

"I don't have electricity here, I don't have running water, I have to do it myself if I want to eat and drink, you can drill wood to make a fire, you can use other methods to make a fire, anyway, when you get food, remember to leave me a copy, I'm too lazy to move."

"Fuck, you're not going to treat me like a cook, are you??"

"That's pretty much it."

"It's not me who said, Brother Fang, you live here, how do you live like a primitive person?"

While chatting with Fang Shiliang, I looked at the scenery around.

When I followed behind Fang Shiliang and slowly walked up to the stone field at the top of the mountain, I saw the dilapidated stone house and the three tombs next to the stone house almost immediately.

Building a house next to a grave is definitely not something that a normal person can do.

Even if these graves don't bring danger to themselves, and they don't bring those negative things, it's really a bit of a panic to see the grave bag as soon as you open the door!

"You're going to live here?" I asked cautiously.

"yes, I'll go to the woods to poop first, you go and put your luggage in the house first, and we'll get something to eat later." Fang Shiliang said, then lit a cigarette, took a roll of toilet paper and ran to the grove next to him.

I didn't think much of it at the time, I casually agreed, and then I took my luggage and walked to the stone house step by step.

Before I entered, perhaps out of curiosity, I glanced at the tombstones in front of the graves, and I was still interested in the owner of the tomb buried here.

But what I never expected was that I was so scared that I almost peed my pants just by this glance.

The names of the tomb owners on the far left and far right didn't attract much of my attention.

The reason for this is simple.

It's because the name of the owner of the tomb in the middle is too conspicuous.

There are only three words on the tombstone.

Fang Shiliang.

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