The arhat grinned and said with a smile.

The expression of the Buddha gradually became cold: "This Buddha is not in the mood to listen to your story, now, immediately, immediately, give this Buddha to tidy up the Buddha field!" ”

"Ugh..."

"We'll soon be a loving family."

"There's no need to contradict each other."

The arhat sighed and shook his head.

Seeing that the expression of the Buddha of Anger was getting colder and colder, he just raised his head, glanced at Fu Hu, and the several Bodhisattvas behind him, and turned around.

The muffled sounds, the muffled grunts, the incredible doubts, and finally all turned into wails.

The Buddha of Ringing Hatred, who was already seriously injured and crumbling, was caught off guard and was given several punches by Fu Hu one after another, each punch hitting his temple accurately.

For a while, the Buddha only felt that his brain was clouded, and he couldn't tell what was going on.

When he came back to his senses, he didn't even have the qualifications to resist, and was surrounded by a group of people, 'scrambling'.

This dozen is half an hour!

The Buddha of Hatred looked like he was already dying, and there was only one breath left.

Only then did Shi Shiran turn around, smiling, and exuding a soft Buddha light on his body: "Now, are you willing to listen to my story?" ”

The pupils of the Buddha were dilated, and he looked at the bowl numbly.

And the bowl did not wait for the Buddha to respond, and said softly: "We... Family... Line... Make hay... Flourish! ”

All kinds of words kept coming out of his mouth.

The Buddha was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and looked at the bowl.

In particular, he noticed that the frenzy in the eyes of the people around him after hearing the words of raising the bowl did not seem to be fake at all.

"So, would you like to join our family?"

Eventually, the arhat looked at him in a soft voice and asked.

The Buddha was silent and did not respond.

With a little regret in his eyes, he sighed, turned around again, and turned his back to the Buddha of Hatred.

Seeing this familiar action, the Buddha subconsciously shuddered: "I am willing, we are family, love each other as a family!" ”

"That's right!"

"Family, congratulations, you are finally back in our big family!"

Raising the bowl instantly, he turned around in an instant, excitedly grabbed the blood-soaked palm of the Buddha of Anger, and shook it vigorously!

"Soul thoughts!"

Fu Hu opened his mouth coldly.

"Don't be so vulgar!"

"We are all for a common goal, and this is also the process that must be taken in order to accomplish a great cause."

"We can be polite."

Raising the bowl, Arhat said angrily.

Fu Hu still stared coldly at the Buddha of Temper and Hatred.

The two sang and harmonized.

After hesitating for a moment, as if resigned to his fate, he detached his soul thoughts from his body.

A red thread appeared in the hand of the Arhat who raised the bowl, and it slowly wrapped around his soul thoughts.

As long as he wants, he can tear his soul to pieces at any time, like a time bomb.

At this point, the Buddha completely lost the ability to resist.

This is a method of control that the Arhat learned by chance with a bodhisattva a few days ago, which is far safer than poison.

So he took the initiative to find Su Yang and Zhao Gongdao as soon as possible, summoned his soul thoughts, and let the two of them face him for a while.

Facing the puzzled gazes of the two, Arhat just smiled and said: "Since we are doing business together, we need to trust each other 100%, so that the business can become bigger!" ”

"If a red thread and a life can make you trust me more and let me carry forward the little Leiyin Temple, then... It's all worth it. ”

When he said this, the whole person of the Arhat was full of fanaticism.

When Zhao Gongdao looked at him again, there was already respect in his eyes.

This son...

The future will be a great thing!

"Oh, how did the Buddha of Quitting Anger hurt so badly!"

"Help him recover!"

The bowl Arhat looked at him with a concerned expression, and kept digging it in his pocket.

"This is not right, this is eight hundred incense pills!"

"This is not right, this is the relics of the Buddha who abstained from anger!"

"This..."

The Buddha's eyes widened as he watched the Arhat take out one thing from his pocket, and each of them was a rare treasure!

It wasn't until the end that the Arhat took out a porcelain bottle: "This is the exclusive elixir of the Medicine King Buddha, one by one, to ensure that there are no sequelae." ”

"Alas, you said that you quit anger Buddha, why is your temper so big."

"He could have been our family."

Looking at the relics in the corner, the Arhat sighed regretfully, put away the relics that were still stained with blood, and then handed over the porcelain vase with a smile.

"Don't worry, we will be a family from now on!"

"You'll have that, too, and much more than that."

Holding the bowl, Arhat said with a smile.

The Buddha opened the porcelain bottle suspiciously, smelled the medicinal fragrance in it, and carefully accepted it.

But in an instant, he felt a gentle aura wandering in his body, repairing his injuries.

His eyes widened instantly.

Recalling the treasure in the hands of the Arhat who raised the bowl, especially the people on the side of him as a matter of course, without any greedy expressions at all, at this moment, the Buddha suddenly felt...

To be part of a family that loves each other, it seems... Also a good choice.

"Remember, our family, called..."

"Little Leiyin Temple!"

The bowl Arhat smiled and threw a bombshell again.

The Buddha's eyes widened instantly, and he wanted to open his mouth to ask something.

But the arhat smiled and shook his head, full of meaning.

Quit hatred Buddha understands in seconds!

At this moment, all the indignation in his heart dissipated, and he was full of fighting spirit!

As we all know, who is the owner behind the Little Lei Yin Temple?

Maitreya!

Maitreya, the Buddha of the future!

In other words, if one day, the Buddha accidentally hangs up, Maitreya is the heir!

And they are from the dragon's work!

No wonder, no wonder these guys didn't follow the original agreement to lead Lingshan back, it must be Maitreya who is secretly arranging.

I was lucky enough to get on this big ship!

Thinking of this, the Buddha became excited.

"What's next for us?"

He asked hurriedly.

The Arhat looked at the beams of light in the sky and smiled: "Secretly follow those three people in Heavenly Court, and after they seriously injure the people of my Lingshan, we will save our own family!" ”

"Those three people in Heavenly Court are good people!"

The expression of the Buddha of Anger instantly became strange.

That sounds familiar.

Not only words...

It seems to have happened to me for real.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the bowl-raising Arhat, until he couldn't help but shudder when he saw the smiling gaze of the bowl-raising Arhat.

This man...

The city is extremely deep, extremely terrifying, and cannot be provoked.