PS: This is a merger of two chapters, a big chapter of more than 5,000 words, which was written down by Long Long who stayed up all night, so it was not divided into chapters, but simply sent together. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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The monk and Gyatso were like the two brightest flames of light in the night, dispelling the gloom around them.

They are wanton, they are indulgent, the two monks, usually solemn and serious, and now, one by one, as if they have just been released from prison, they are yelling and screaming, and at the same time, the killing intent is bursting out, malicious and horizontal, there are no longer many Buddhist monks, it is really like the return of the demon king.

Su Bai gritted his teeth and followed behind, on his body, the zombie bloodline and the blood clan bloodline were constantly alternating, often suppressing one and the other suddenly appeared, Su Bai couldn't allow his bloodline instinct to occupy his mind, otherwise he would either become a blood clan who only knew how to find blood and drink or a zombie who only knew how to kill people and take yang energy.

When the time comes, what awaits him is the sanction of the broadcast, and he may not be able to wait for the next story world, and the radio shows that once the task is released, other listeners around him will immediately flock to him Su Bai as a sweet spot to please the broadcast and brush up his favorability in front of the broadcast.

Moreover, even Su Bai himself didn't want to lose himself by becoming a beast, otherwise, what was the difference between this and dying?

Even, this life is better than death!

"Two bald donkeys, I really want to take out my mobile phone now and take a picture of your current hanging sample, and see if you still have the face to pretend to be B in front of Lao Tzu in the future!"

Su Bai said viciously, his eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy, obviously, even if it was this kind of hard support, it couldn't last long, this was still the premise that Gyatso and the monk burned their Dharma bodies to help Su Bai attract most of the pressure, and now, Gyatso and the monk were almost running out of oil.

What kind of virtue are these two goods, Su Bai knows that neither the monk nor Gyatso will say that they will completely burn themselves and dedicate themselves, they will definitely save a breath for themselves, in the hope that Su Bai can take out the two of them with half a breath of residual bodies, they don't want to die, and they will definitely not be stupid until they lose their lives for Su Bai.

When the time comes, Su Bai will not only have to escape alone, but also have to carry two oil bottles!

It's an appointment!

Fortunately, Su Bai found the area of this resentful soul, and he couldn't move, and the three of them were now out of the center of the resentful soul at the beginning, and the distance from the edge was less than a kilometer.

In normal times, Su Bai would have arrived in a few leaps, but at this time, Su Bai was desperately suppressing the rebellious bloodline in his body, and he staggered even when he walked and ran, and he didn't dare to release his true strength at all, otherwise he might not be able to hold on for half a second.

"Amitabha!"

The monk recited a Buddha name, and immediately fell to the ground, the whole body was extremely weak, as thin as a blank piece of paper, and his breath was gone.

"!"

Su Bai scolded and reached out to carry the monk's body on his left shoulder.

"The deity, it's powerless!"

Gyatso let out a sigh, and the chai knife was integrated into his body as a natal weapon, and the whole person knelt in front of him, like a gossamer.

Su Bai also carried Gyatso on his shoulder as he passed by.

The pressure of the two people was on his body, Su Bai only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but want to release his strength, otherwise his whole person would collapse, but Su Bai knew better in his heart that releasing his power would also release the endless negative emotions in his heart, and the monk and Gyatso would definitely stop eating here, and he would become a beast wrapped in resentment.

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

Su Bai shouted to himself in his heart.

The windbreaker automatically appeared at this time, and it appeared on Su Bai's body, but this was not Su Bai's recruitment, because Su Bai didn't dare to recruit at all at this time!

Although Su Bai erased the original consciousness of the windbreaker when he fused the natal weapon before, and completely integrated it into his body, Su Bai did not erase the spirit of the windbreaker, at this time, even if the windbreaker did not have a spirit, it was finally out of control, or rather, it was not that the windbreaker was out of control, but Su Bai's own emotions and reason were so chaotic that he began to order the magic weapon on Su Bai's body.

"......"

The windbreaker wrapped around Su Bai actually began to fly backwards, Su Bai roared angrily, and embedded himself in the concrete floor below with one hand, in order to drag his decline.

And Gyatso and the monk fell from Su Bai.

Su Bai's whole face had turned flushed, and he shook his head desperately, but he didn't know what was going on in his head.

"Who the hell, who is going to trap me, who is designing to harm me!"

Su Bai let out this roar,

Even if he knew that there must be a group of people hidden behind the scenes at this time, watching him roar with anger at this time and snickering with joy, he was like a monkey dancing on a red-hot iron plate, for others to enjoy.

Now, I can't even control my own magic weapons.

Around

The resentful soul is ghostly, constantly roaring, constantly washing Su Bai's psychological defense line over and over again, and constantly eating away at the rationality in Su Bai's heart.

repression

repression

Repressed,

It's like a sea pouring down your head!

Gyatso and the monk's bodies were lying on the side, they were now self-immolating in their Dharma bodies, their injuries were extremely serious, and their consciousness fell silent, so they didn't have to worry about going crazy because of their surroundings, but how could the resentful souls and resentments around them be vegetarians?

If it weren't for Su Bai beside the two of them, I don't know how many resentful souls and resentments would come roaring at this time, sharing the bodies of the monk and Gyatso cleanly!

In Su Bai's eyes, the blood light has occupied more than ninety percent, and the clarity above the spiritual platform is like a residual candle in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time.

However, at this moment, Su Bai stopped shouting, Su Bai stopped shouting, and even the windbreaker that had already been "rebellious" was calmed down at this time, like an intimate little padded jacket, ironed on Su Bai's body.

On one knee, on the ground, with both hands, supporting the concrete floor;

This sudden calamity,

Came without warning, without the slightest reason,

Even Su Bai is a little hard to believe it now,

The monk and Gyatso, who were still talking happily in the car just now, have become dying.

This is really a flying disaster;

It's just that a smile appeared at the corner of Su Bai's mouth,

He nodded slowly,

"Dead monk, you've figured out that I'm going to get this far, aren't you;

You've calculated that even if you and Gyatso burn the Dharma Body, you won't be able to successfully open the way for me to get out of here, right?

Before, you told me that as long as I can save the two of you's bodies, you owe me a favor, and I wondered how you could be so polite.

Now, I get it. ”

The blood in Su Bai's eyes began to fade, and in his eyes, it became completely clear and transparent, and the dry fire around his body should dissipate, disappear without a trace, the blood bloodline was completely gone, and the zombie bloodline was completely silent.

He slowly stood up,

Take a deep breath,

Like a tired person who has just done many squats on the ground in a row, standing up is much more comfortable;

It's just that Su Bai's body, that touch of coldness, has become almost like Ning Ning touching water droplets dripping out at this time, and every move has an aura of absolute indifference;

Biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood fell, smashed on the concrete floor, splashed out, and the blood was instantly sucked clean by the surrounding resentful spirits.

"Good, really good, dad still has it here, blood, dad has it, hehehe............"

Su Bai was smiling and spilling blood, and the resentful spirits around him were completely aroused at this time, and Su Bai's face was as usual, even calmer and calmer than usual.

If the monk and Gyatso were awake at this time, looking at Su Bai's current appearance, it was estimated that he would be scared of his toothache.

This goods,

Sick again,

If he is sick, the severity of his madness is really much more ruthless and careless than the so-called demons in his heart, and more ruthless and careless than the so-called beasts!

............

At the foot of the Purple Mountain, the Count of Shar was very curious to observe the handful of water vapor in front of him, and in the water vapor, there was an image.

"You are going to deal with that Tibetan monk, but now another monk is also dying, and that guy is also under the heart of the demon, this is a funeral of three senior listeners in a row;

Could it be that the radio is particularly preferential to your Oriental listeners, so you won't be angry when you play like this?"

The Earl of Sharr asked, standing behind the two horns with a curious look.

Amuri stood far behind, he was responsible for guarding the subdued fat man, and if he killed one less listener, he would receive less punishment, so they just sealed the fat man who was already badly injured, and did not kill him.

two horns, one very young, about eleven or twelve years old, the other very old, seventy or eighty years old;

"Earl, this is a mistake, my senior brothers and sisters have only come to surpass these 8,000 dead souls in order to accumulate merit, if these dead souls or the 8,000 corpses below are changed, it will be a catastrophe for the living souls and the world.

The people of Buddhism in my generation should take it as their responsibility to help the world and save the people, as for who made those three people the last to contact the eight thousand corpses, it is what we did not expect, and now these resentful souls can only scatter their grievances with others if they want to be reincarnated as human beings and not become beasts, they are enclosed in the underground for a jiazi, the only mark and impression, that is, the three people who have just entered the underground.

Now it seems that those three listeners have really suffered an unjustified disaster.

We are also suffering in our hearts for this, but the eight thousand resentful souls matter, and we can only go against our will, we believe that those three listeners are also sensible people, and they are also people who understand the importance of things. ”

When the speaker that looks like a child speaks, it looks very old-fashioned, and it is obvious that the real age of this horn is not just as simple as it seems on the surface.

"My Buddha is merciful, and those three listeners are on the same path, and afterwards we will definitely do a great dip for them and accumulate great merits, and may they attain bliss as soon as possible. The old horn said.

At this time, in this place, there were only these two horns, as well as Amuri and Count Shahr and the fat man in a coma.

Hearing these words, the Count of Schaal stuck out his tongue, he used to think that those politicians and parliamentarians in his country who like to make speeches and like to appear in front of the people have to design even a few layers of dust on their shoes are hypocritical and disgusting enough, but he didn't expect that in this East, he really met a master hypocrite.

Earl of Schaal chuckled, "This explanation, Earl Ben will believe it, but are you as understanding as Earl Ben when it comes to broadcasting?"

The young trumpet clasped his hands together and said compassionately: "If the broadcast condemns us, we are willing to be punished." ”

The Earl of Schar had nothing to say at this moment, he knew what the idea of these loudspeakers was, they insisted that it was an accident, but the radio must be able to see everything, but the rules of broadcasting are like this, it is omniscient and pedantic, plus these loudspeakers, it is indeed a good thing, so although the radio will be punished, it will not really be as serious as deliberately killing three senior listeners.

It is estimated that these trumpets also admit this punishment in their hearts, but in their opinion, as long as the Tibetan monk who is bent on "rooting for the red seedling" is eliminated, they can really promote the establishment of the country and independence.

Count Shar is already thinking about it in his heart, this scene, watch it first, if these horns really didn't suffer too much, and finally really completed that purpose and won the national fortune, then, can you also draw a scoop on the gourd?

For example, the Scots and the Welsh have wanted to be independent from the British Empire for a long, long time, and they are not without a chance, so it's a big deal that they, a member of the royal family, can directly become a pioneer of national liberation.

It's just that Count Charr immediately noticed that something was wrong and asked: "Those two are wasted, and the remaining demon who has entered the body into a beast, how does it feel a little wrong, he actually dispersed his blood vapor and won over those resentful spirits." ”

The young speaker's face immediately sank, and he said in confusion: "No, there is a change, this person has not succeeded in entering the demon, this is not a manifestation of being invaded by resentment and becoming a beast!"

The old man asked, "But this man has lost all reason, and the poor monk can perceive it clearly, he has lost all reason." ”

The Earl of Shar pointed to the water vapor picture and asked, "Oh, what is he doing?

The faces of the young and old speakers immediately changed, and the two of them were so shocked that they stood up directly from the ground, they couldn't believe what was happening at this time, because this scene made them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

At this time, Amuri no longer looked after the fat man who was unconscious, but appeared directly behind the two horns,

"Two senior brothers, what is he going to do!" Amuri asked.

The two trumpets were almost frightened to the point of white paper, and the old one of them stretched out his hand tremblingly, his body like chaff, and almost screamed:

"He's crazy, he's going to take 8,000 resentful souls who have died tragically and been claustrophobic underground for 70 years, to downtown Shanghai!"

"Fuck, Fuck, OMG, you Orientals are terrible, this matter has nothing to do with Earl Ben, Count Ben is just passing by, just passing by, broadcasting on it, God is on it, it really has nothing to do with Earl Ben. ”

Count Shar was so frightened that he immediately took out a precious space scroll, at this time, he did not hesitate to consume the most precious space scroll of all the scrolls to leave this place, he was really frightened, he was really afraid that the broadcast would count the guilt on his head, even if it was just a little bit of guilt, he couldn't afford it, he had to leave quickly, otherwise if the broadcast decided that he was jointly and severally liable for the same party, there was really no place to cry.

Amuri was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground, his lips trembled, and he said blankly: "He, how dare he, how can he still have the ability to act soberly, shouldn't he just know how to run out and kill like a beast, how can he still be bewitched and march with a resentful spirit!"

Moreover, how can he take them to the downtown area of Shanghai, there, how many people are there, there, how many people are alive there?

How could he do that?"

............

The bodies of Gyatso and the monk were carried on Su Bai's shoulders, and the resentful spirits around them had already left, and under Su Bai's control, they did not share their bodies.

And ahead, faintly visible,

A black and oppressive dark cloud is moving forward, constantly moving forward;

"Two dying people, two people who have exhausted all their vitality, what is delicious, just a little bit of blood, like old bacon, there is not much oil left.

Ahead, is Shanghai, with a population of tens of millions,

There is your paradise, and that is where you should go.

Reincarnation, what's so good? After reincarnation, are you still you?

Wouldn't it be the most wonderful to go with me to Shanghai, to eat people, to eat many, many people, to eat one by one, and stay in the world forever?"

Su Bai was talking as he walked, he had a smile on his face, a very charming smile, and the resentful spirits around him naturally followed him.

Immediately, inadvertently, Su Bai turned his head slightly, looked at the position above his head, and said softly:

"Come, die together,

Come on, hurt each other,

You're the ones who drove me crazy,

I'm crazy,

Even I'm afraid. ”

............

At the foot of the Purple Mountain, the two horns and Amuri quickly woke up from the panic and panic, and the two trumpets began to burn their souls one after another, and began to destroy the soul-attracting super-magic circle on the construction site as quickly as possible, and Amuri went crazy and used himself as a seal to block the communication channel between the underground research institute and the ground, and he did not hesitate to use his own longevity to cut off the external connection between the eight thousand corpses underground.

At this time, the three of them almost used their own lives and their own ways to dismantle and destroy everything that the three of them had worked so hard to arrange here at all costs.

They had to make the ghosts disappear before that madman entered Shanghai with 8,000 ghosts!

otherwise

If they thought that the "accidental death" of three listeners would be punished by the broadcast, they would be able to resist and accept it, but what if, on the basis of the deaths of these three listeners, a metropolis with tens of millions of permanent residents would also be destroyed in one fell swoop?

"That man, what a madman, what a psychopath, crazy and crazy;

He really dared to go to Shanghai with a resentful spirit!"

"Hurry up, at all costs, destroy the formation here, at all costs, destroy the connection of the resentful souls over there, and let the resentful souls over there disappear, otherwise, I will wait for my life!" (To be continued.) )