Chapter Sixty-Eight: Excess
I pinched the beads and squeezed them violently, crushing them completely.
This is another Buddha bead.
Wang Heshen's blood shadow has no facial features, no hands and feet, and only a roughly humanoid form.
He didn't wait to leave, and he didn't cry out with fierce resentment, he knelt straight on the ground and kowtowed to me three times.
He didn't speak, and he couldn't speak.
He's a ghost, I'm human.
I understood what he meant, but my eyes were red.
He's begging me.
He can no longer ask for Dong Zhonghua's life, he only begs me not to trouble his parents and younger brother, begs me to tell his parents that he is doing well, and begs me not to delay the woman who is married to him.
Bloody tears flowed from his empty cheeks, and he was crying.
My breath was suffocated, and I only felt that my breath was blocked in my chest, and I couldn't go up or down.
Like those smart people said, Wang Heshen is stupid, too stupid.
When I came to the world, I didn't get the preference of my parents, the love of my siblings, or the true affection of my friends, but only a body, which was cruelly abandoned, mixed in dirty and muddy concrete, and shattered into residues; There was only one soul, ruthlessly exploited, trapped in towering pillars, beaten down.
When he was alive, he used bitterness as a dipping sauce, and swallowed a knife called life; When he died, he was kidnapped by kindness and became a tool for profit.
What did he come to this world for?
"I promise you." The blood on my eyelids was about to evaporate, and I took the last moment to open my mouth.
"That's what I smelled. For a time, the Buddha lived in the mountains of the king's house, and there were 12,000 people with the great bhikshus, all of whom were arhats, and all the leaks were exhausted, and there were no more troubles, and they were able to gain their own interests, and they had all the knots, and their minds were at ease......
It is still the sutra that the monk recited.
An inexplicable aura rose up, constantly washing the blood and black smoke on Wang Heshen's body.
When I finished reading the last sentence, the blood dissipated, the black smoke disappeared, and Wang Heshen completely erased the traces from this world.
I silently touched the pillar that was about to be smashed through by me, and without Wang Heshen's ghost, the pillar was about to fall.
My phone rang, and Zhang Geng excitedly told me that Dong Zhonghua had woken up and was now shouting to eat braised pork.
I asked Dong Zhonghua to settle the balance for me.
Dong Zhonghua said that he did not have much liquidity in his account, so he gave me 400,000 yuan first.
The familiar number made me laugh, and I said, "Okay."
I took out my phone and called the police.
Dong Zhonghua saved his life, but what he did couldn't just be left at that.
To exchange human life for money is to accept the backlash when all the truth is revealed.
The voice in my head came back, like a bell, striking at my eardrums.
"Kill him, kill him, kill him......"
I ran up the hill and banged my head against the tree.
Two blows at once, until my head bleeds, and then I felt more comfortable.
I think it could be a side effect of the snake demon Neidan.
I wiped the blood from my head, turned sharply, and lifted the dream tapir that was pretending to be dead in the grass with one hand.
The dream-eating tapir's eyes were full of fear: "Y-How can you find me?!" ”
I pinched its life gate and said coldly, "Do something for me." ”
The Dream Eater's eyes became cloudy, and he scolded: "What level do you have, and you dare to let me do something?" I'm a beast! Believe it or not, I'll slap you to death! ”
I pinched it a little harder.
The dream-eating tapir immediately raised its trunk, tilted its head, and had clear eyes: "I have something to say, I like to bring my juniors the most!" ”
If it's a small pet doing this, it's really cute; It's a pity that this guy is not black, his eyes are like a needle nose, and he deliberately sells cuteness like ill intentions.
It suddenly occurred to me that this guy was better than some humans, at least not sanctimonious, at least open enough.
I pinched its nose, and its eyes widened and its whole body shrunk, mixed with shyness in horror.
"Moo————! I'm male! I won't like you! I swear to death! ”
What a mess?!
I glanced at the elephant trunk in my hand, and a guess came to my mind.
Wouldn't it, wouldn't it? It won't be what I thought it would be?!!!
I jerked my hand off, cleared my throat and said, "I didn't mean to, I just pinched your nose, what's wrong?" ”
The dream-eating tapir grinded his teeth and was filled with righteous indignation: "Then I'll pinch your chest, are you willing?" ”
I glanced at its hooves and sighed, "I do, you don't have fingers." ”
The dream-eating tapir was snorting and panting, mooing and mooing.
My mood is inexplicably better, and it's also interesting to see the monsters eating deflated.
The dream-eating tapir's panting sound became louder and louder, and its two hooves kept shaking, and finally with a "poof", two scaly, slimy fingers appeared, and the nails were blue-black, longer than the fingers.
It stared at my chest with a pair of small eyes.
My face sank, and I grabbed its strange fingers and flicked them back.
"Moo——————!"
It trembled in pain, its fangs trembling with it.
"Ask you a few questions, answer obediently, and I'll let you go."
The dream-eating tapir bared its teeth and muttered: "Ask every time, ask, where are there so many questions?" Could it be that 100,000 have become essences?! ”
It spoke, looking back and forth at me, its face full of distrust.
I smiled and bent my fingers a little down.
The little eyes of the dream-eating tapir were about to squeeze out of their sockets, and they said angrily: "You ask quickly, I will say what I can say!" ”
"What happens if a person eats a youkai's Neidan?"
The Dream Eater Tapir looked at me, then laughed and mocked, "You should know better than me." Give me a good Neidan, give it to me, and I will keep you safe. As a result, you didn't take the chance. Eat it in your stomach, hey, you deserve it, you have a headache and a swollen brain, it's repulsive, and you can't sleep at night......"
When it comes to the time when I can't sleep, the dream-eating tapir is angrier than me, with a long nose flicking around and 'mooing' non-stop.
"I don't let you eat, you have to eat, you said that you were soft at the time, and what happened to give Nedan to the monk, you can still find a chance to steal it back." You can pour it and swallow it in one bite!!
Yu Chi Gong has infinite strength, martial arts are world-famous, and he swallowed a black dog Neidan, guess what? That night, the dog barked three times and died violently;
Han Yu raised chickens with sulfur techniques, and after a thousand days, eating a chicken is equivalent to eating a small piece of Neidan. After he had eaten a thousand chickens, the chickens crowed five times and died.
With your small body, tsk, it's a miracle that you can survive until now!
Otherwise, I'll help you bleed and scatter the power of Neidan, and I can save you......"
I grabbed the Dream Eater's finger and twisted it in the other direction: "Then let you drink my blood, which is equivalent to indirectly eating Neidan?" ”
“……”
The dream-eating tapir may have been hit by me, and said angrily: "If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer in front of you!" ”