"I'm sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable, let's go first." Xiao Mengyu ignored the guy who was swearing, but said goodbye to the owner lightly, and then turned around and left the exhibition.

Back in her car, Xiao Mengyu cried directly on the steering wheel, she was very helpless, very powerless, and very confused, she was a strong girl, but after all, she was also a girl, she also hoped to find someone worthy of her own reliance, but in the bottom of her heart, the one she recognized was not by her side.

I looked up and wiped away my tears.

This is the world he once stayed in, this is the world where he once left traces, this is the world where she planned to borrow a fire to burn down the relationship between the two but reunited again in this world because of his unwillingness and stubborn beliefs, this is a world that will make him sad and helpless.

"It's a ...... I don't want to reset the world. ”

Xiao Mengyu leaned her forehead on the steering wheel and muttered to herself.

Scattered fetters, stained with dust, sky, raining, raining heavily.

……

Here, it is a pure land of the Buddha country, which is independent of a world plane, but parasitic on a world plane, this world is divided into two layers, one belongs to believers, and the other belongs to Buddhism.

The believers work and provide all kinds of resources to supply the Buddha Gate in the upper world, and there is a huge gap between the two worlds, which prevents the believers in the lower world from disturbing the tranquility of the Buddha Gate, while the people in the Buddha Gate can transport all kinds of necessary materials from the lower world through the teleportation circle.

In such a way, Buddhism has built a corresponding Pure Land here.

Xi Cheng stood on a fertile field, beside him, tens of thousands of people were driven to work by monks and soldiers with leather whips, the development of the Buddha fruit needs their labor, their production, their blood and sweat, and even, their lives!

This is considered to be a very natural thing, Buddhism does it very naturally, and the lower believers also bear it as a matter of course, not that no one has resisted, but I don't know how many years ago, whenever there was resistance, the upper world would descend to the true Buddha or Bodhisattva to eliminate heresy, every time it was a bloodbath of purge, gradually, the blood of the entire lower world believers was castrated, and the resistance gene in their blood was eradicated, they believed in their own destiny and also identified with their own destiny, and also believed that in this life, they must enjoy suffering, Feeling suffering, you need to atone for your sins, so that you can be redeemed in the next life, you can ascend to Buddhahood, and you can find it.

Xi Cheng stood there, watching the withered faces of slaves working, here, even darker and more terrifying than the medieval West, but above the head, it is known as the most quiet and peaceful pure land in the world.

"It's so boring."

Xi Cheng smiled, he was not a nosy person, but if he was going to be nosy one day, who could stop him?

I'm afraid that even the Lord God can't!

Therefore, Xi Cheng stretched out a finger, and the next moment, with Xi Cheng as the center, hundreds of thousands of monks and soldiers died immediately, and tens of millions of slaves who were being forced to work by the monks showed a blank look on their faces, and then, fear, they fell to their knees one after another, panicking, praying for their loyalty to the Pure Land of Buddhism above their heads, asking for Buddha's forgiveness and salvation, and then, they all began to work again, even if there was no monk and soldier wielding a leather whip behind them.

"Amitabha, there must be something hateful about the poor man, the benefactor of Xicheng, you have also seen it." A bald little monk stood beside Xi Cheng and said in an old-fashioned tone.

"They can't be human anymore." Xi Cheng sighed and continued, "You have spent thousands of years in this broken world plane and successfully raised tens of millions of people into tens of millions of pigs. ”

"In your eyes, I'm afraid there aren't many people who can be called human."

The little monk was bitter, in the face of such a master, he was very helpless, because of a temporary idea of the other party, or a whim, 500,000 monks and soldiers died immediately, Buddhism wants to send another group of people to organize production, this is a very troublesome thing, but even if the culprit is standing by his side, the little monk does not dare to say a word of complaint, and the entire Buddhism does not dare to show a trace of complaint.

"Little monk, your master has been gone for so many years, and you have also opened Su Hui, do you miss your master?"

Xi Cheng put one hand on the bald head of the little monk, this little monk is the Buddha master of the Buddha fruit today, and the existence of thousands of slaves and true Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this world to bow down, but Xi Cheng still put his hand on his head, and the little monk did not dare to be the slightest dissatisfied.

"Amitabha, the little monk is dull, the master and you are all people who want to do big things, but the little monk can only be a monk for one day and ring the bell for a day, which is really dull."

Xi Cheng's fingers knocked on the door of the little monk's head, and said; "Where are you stupid, you are smart, you can let go, we can't let go, we can't let go of that breath."

The little monk continued to keep his head down and did not speak.

"Let's go, go to your Daxiong Treasure Palace, I want to ring the bell myself, this reincarnation has been going on for so long, your master, it's time to wake up, I met your master last time, and he entered a world plane origin bead in his soul, he can actually awaken himself a long time ago, but I don't understand why there has been no news of him."

"Master, you should have your own considerations." The little monk spoke with difficulty, as if he was going to refute Xi Cheng's proposal.

"You monks, just like to grind, where is he considered by himself, he should be hesitant and afraid, I personally ring the bell to help him return to the Buddha's place."

Seeing Xi Cheng's insistence, the little monk only put his hands together and said a Buddha number, and then led the way in front of the arrangement, what Xi Cheng wanted to do, he couldn't stop it, just as he had killed hundreds of thousands of monks and soldiers with one finger before, right now, he wanted to ring the bell, the little monk knew that even if he spelled the entire Buddha fruit thousands of true Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, he couldn't stop this person, so he chose to obey, in fact, he also missed his master a little, and hoped that the master would come back soon, in each reincarnation, he spent time with his master, in fact, it was not long, Because after he woke up, the master also woke up, almost not long,. It's time to push open that door, and then, it's the beginning of the next reincarnation.

"Boom!"

The sound of the bell came from the Mahavira Treasure Hall, flew out of this world plane, and entered countless planes, all the way to that person's ears. r1152