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The group leader or the Buddha, who is bigger?

This is a game, a game about Buddhism, but it is also a torture of one's own beliefs;

Zhao Zhu's understanding of Buddha is much worse than that of the White Fox Girl, and it is not even on the same level at all, so Zhao Zhu can only find another way to take a trick.

At the beginning, choosing yourself as a demon and taking the initiative to choose yourself as a demon can be said to be an unintentional move, a broken jar, but after several questions and answers and debates, Zhao Zhu's thinking became clear, and he took advantage of the situation to pull the conversation to a higher position, and you told me that the Buddha in your heart "ordered" you to do things, that is, your code of conduct, and I moved the group leader out.

Because I'm not a demon, it's completely up to the group owner, it's the group leader who asked me to go to this old forest to cut off people's leylines, if the group owner asks me to go to the nursing home to perform a show to comfort the elderly, I will go, and if the group leader asks me to go to the nursing home and kill the old people, I have to go.

People have two sides, good and evil, and there are two sides of Buddha and demon, but Zhao Zhu has felt the deepest in the past year or so. Still under the pressure of the group leader, he often has to go against his previous wishes and follow the wishes from the group leader.

Whether I'm a demon or not, should I die or not, what the group leader says!

This is actually equivalent to a kind of strong dumping of the pot, throwing the pot to the group leader to carry.

The group owner actually exists, which is a well-known thing in the group, and the first "YY" in the group list is the incarnation of the group leader.

The white fox girl and Zhao Zhu are fighting for faith, and under Zhao Zhu's intentional matchmaking, the Buddha in her heart. and the group leader in Zhao Zhu's heart was placed on the opposite side, and in an instant, the white fox girl felt that the Buddha in her heart was disappearing, disappearing in a way that made her feel extremely weird.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the innermost part of the white fox girl, this was a mouthful of blood glowing with golden light, it was essence blood, it was soul blood, and then, the seven orifices of the white fox girl. Blood began to spill out, and the whole person let out a painful wail and fell to his knees.

Her face was full of unwillingness, full of pain, full of incredulity. What kind of existence is it, what kind of terrifying existence, it can actually make the Buddha in his heart completely worthless compared to it, and even just because Zhao Zhu's matchmaking briefly stood on the opposite side, he couldn't stand it at all.

His own faith collapsed directly. His spiritual world completely collapsed.

At this moment, the white fox girl felt that her previous hundreds of years of cultivation and hundreds of years of worshipping the Buddha were all very ridiculous things. A very unnecessary thing, together with the unnecessary one, there is also its own existence.

How unnecessary one's own existence is;

The body of the white fox girl is beginning to become transparent and disappearing.

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The Greek Temple, known as the Parthenon, is a Greek temple dedicated to the gods, mainly dedicated to Athena, also known as the "Athena Parthenon", the temple is located in the center of the Acropolis Hill in the old city of Athens, located at the highest point on the mountain.

Although only the ruins remained, but visitors will still have that sense of solemnity and sacredness when standing beside it, it is completely influenced by the ancient Greek legends that they have accepted since childhood, and they can still make great brain compensation against a pile of ruins, just like the Leifeng Pagoda on the shore of the West Lake in Hangzhou, only a few waste bricks are left inside and outside are completely reinforced concrete modern buildings with elevators, visitors can still be in an endless stream, listen to "Wait for a Thousand Years" to take an elevator up and down the tower, and make up the picture of Bai Suzhen being suppressed under the tower.

At this time, on the ruins of the temple, sat three people, to be exact, three people and a pigeon, and the pigeon stood in the middle of the three people, with a kind of breath that looked down on everything, as if it were not a white dove, but a roc that had soared for nine days.

The three of them all have an aura like ordinary people, very ordinary, very unpretentious.

two men and one woman;

The woman is about thirty years old, with a mature woman's style and a little youthful atmosphere that has not completely faded, not very beautiful, but still very charming, wearing a suspender denim outfit, and long flowing blond hair.

Among the men, one is wearing a workshop blue overalls, with oil stains on it, a beard on his face, a little fat, and a little bald, he is a middle-aged uncle.

The other one is relatively young, even a little too young, it is completely a copy of another Wang Jing, the age is estimated to be fourteen or fifteen years old, maybe older than Wang Jing, but the young man's sky blue eyes are extremely transparent and pure, making people seem to fall into it if they look at it more, the young man is holding a game console in his hand, and the pigeon in front of him does not raise his head and continues to play his game.

"Diana." The pigeon speaks.

The middle-aged woman looked up at the pigeon;

"Moxibie."

The male worker in the workshop turned his head to look at the pigeon, smiled slightly, and showed the yellow teeth in his mouth.

"Alves."

As the pigeon called the boy's name, the boy continued to play his game.

"Alves!"

The dove repeated, with a touch of solemnity.

"Wait for me to save a file." The young man named Alves spoke, and then pressed the game console in his hand for a while, and then he raised his head and looked at the pigeon.

The pigeon seems to be a little helpless against this teenager, among the top group of strong people in the Western circle, this teenager is the most unsociable, but this time, it is inseparable from him, so no matter what kind of "child" temper he plays. The pigeon can only pinch his nose and admit it, even if he is the two most terrifying beings in the Western circle at the same level as Saint Xi'an.

"This operation is not to gain anything, nor to destroy anything, the door of our western circle will be opened in a few days, before leaving, go to the East once, kill a few people, and destroy its mission. I think it's funny, it's fun, what do you think? ”

The pigeon spun around in place and said unhurriedly, yes, it was a very fun thing to go against the leader of the pack once, in their eyes. That's right.

Diana smiled and nodded, brushing all the hair from her lips to make her smile more pronounced, and Moxiby rubbed her calloused hands a few times. Rubbing his oil-stained overalls, he said:

"I think so, sir."

In the end, everyone's eyes fell on the young Alves.

The boy shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Uh-huh. If you want to play, I'll play with you. ”

The pigeon nodded, then raised its head again. "This time, it's the three of you who go, I won't go, I've already said hello to Xi'an, and this time, he supports it. If you are ordered to be killed by it, I want to see who dares to attack you with me and Xi'an here. ”

The Western circle is not absolutely monolithic, although it has its own system and rules, but it also has the interests and minds of all parties, even if they know that what these three people are going to do is actually beneficial to the top existence of the entire Western circle, there may be no shortage of people who covet the reward of the group leader and move to kill after the killing order is issued.

And with the pigeon and St. Xi'an sitting here, even if the killing order is down, it is estimated that no one will dare to act rashly, and the top existence in the western circle does not carry out the killing order, do they still expect the people in the eastern circle to carry it out?

After the three of Beiyue entered the door, in the eyes of the eastern circle, there were basically some small fish and shrimp left in the eyes of the western circle.

"Alves, it's almost time, use your magic trick to communicate with that old woman in the East, hehe, her age, even I am surprised."

The pigeon said to Alves.

Alves nodded, a pink mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and then, a beam of light projected down from the sky, in mid-air, the phantom of the ancient Greek gods appeared, and the entire abandoned temple of Athena was restored to its former glory at this time, holy and noble, free from the shackles of mundane dust.

"I, Alves, with the will from Zeus......"

Alves began to chant the incantation, and the gods in mid-air bowed down and listened together, with respect, even a kind of humility, and it was clear that they all regarded Alves as a messenger of Zeus.

The ordinary art of inviting gods is to plead the power of the gods down and descend on themselves to fight, while Alves is at this level, completely letting those so-called gods, so-called beliefs, and so-called totems kowtow in front of themselves and be driven to fight as their own subordinates and slaves, which is a completely different level, and it is also the embodiment of the confidence and ability of the top existence in the West.

The pigeon looked at Diana and Moxibie, who stood together on either side of Alves, letting go of the defenses of their souls and bodies, waiting for the power of traction to descend.

Alves chanted the incantation and didn't stop, but a golden carriage of Apollo appeared in mid-air, the carriage descended, embedded in the ground, and then slowly rose up, appearing beside the three Alves, and from a distance, it seemed as if the three had already sat in the carriage.

At this time, in a village in the old forest in the east, an old lady who was too old to be old moved her throat, raised her fingers, and pointed to the door of the house, and the two red lanterns in front of the house were instantly lit, and all the households in the whole village were attracted to three terrible breaths at this time, and some shamans were even directly frightened by this terrible breath and their legs and feet began to tremble, and some could not stand.

"This ...... This...... Who is this going to invite...... Such a terrifying aura...... Such a terrifying atmosphere, grandma, who are you going to invite, so terrible. ”

An old shaman knelt on the ground with a puff, but the rattles of his hands continued to shake, no matter who was invited, since grandma had spoken, he always wanted everyone to support the owner of the three terrible breaths together, and invite them down! (To be continued......)