"That's what you intercepted Uncle Yuan?"

"The road is facing the sky, each going to the other, where does the interception come from? ”

“......”

Xia Xun really wanted to say, didn't you just stop us by intercepting the road now? But his heart thought so, but he didn't entangle: "What hexagram is you asking?"

"Life and death. ”

"How's the hexagram?"

"The stars of life are stasis, the auxiliary stars are separated, and the heavens are too bad. ”

"What do you mean?"

"The blood is hidden, and the sword is the plague. ”

"What's the solution?"

"Heh..."

After a quick question and answer, both of them reacted very quickly, and spoke almost without thinking. When Xia Xun asked the last question, the god stick first laughed, pretending to be mysterious, and then replied: "Doesn't Xiaoyou understand the truth that heaven cannot be revealed?"

"I'm not an outsider. ”

"That's no exception. ”

"What if I don't say yes?"

"There is no way to do it, the rules are the rules. ”

"Uh..."

The god stick said for sure, and if you can't say it, you can't say it.

Xia Xun didn't continue to ask for a while, he followed the answer of the divine stick, and silently guessed what might happen when Xia Yuan encountered the divine stick. After several back and forth calculations, he could probably form a vague outline in his mind. Since Xia Yuan can give a ticket, it can at least be confirmed that the god stick should not be an enemy at the moment, otherwise Xia Yuan will not say a word about it. I didn't think much about it, and I didn't bother to reproach the greed of the god stick who wanted to pay an extra share of silver.

He clenched his fists and padded a cushion: "Since the remuneration is enough, then please ask the Taoist chief to use the hexagram." It's too late, so please don't shirk it, otherwise..."

"Don't be afraid, are you afraid that you will succeed?"

"I hope so. ”

If you have the bottom in your heart, you will have enough energy.

Xia Xun took a step back again and gave the steps.

The god stick hurriedly went down the steps with a knowing understanding, but as he walked down, he didn't forget that Xia Hou still had the silver ticket in his hand. He looked at Xia Hou and spread his hands proudly: "Don't look at indecent things, the hero's ticket should also be returned to its original owner, right?"

"Cut, Lao Tzu still needs this money?" Xia Hou was quite disdainful, threw the silver ticket in his hand into the hand spread out by the magic stick, and then admonished fiercely: "Warning you, don't play tricks on Lao Tzu again, do you hear!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Taoist friends are worried, and poor Taoism is also forced by life..."

Anyway, the god stick probably won't dare to play tricks anymore.

After all, everything has a degree, he has annoyed people three times in a row tonight, everything is only three, if he comes again, he does not dare to guarantee that he will not be "in danger of life".

"Blink~"

"Fellow Daoists, wait for me for a moment..."

In the blink of an eye, the god stick slightly retracted his obscene nature, and his two small eyes narrowed into two small black beans, and swept away everyone in the field. As he looked, his shriveled mouth began to tremble, silently closing and closing slightly, so that no one could see or hear what he was muttering. The right hand holds the lotus, and the fingers dance with the virtual words, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if they are calculating. And the air here seemed to have suddenly become quiet because of the calculation of the magic stick.

The worm does not fly, and the horse calms.

The wind is weak, and the moon is lacking.

At a glance, Chad saw that the god stick with this posture finally had the demeanor of a real master.

"It's up to you to start. ”

"Uh..."

If you look at it again, it will take a while.

The two fingers pinched the lotus, slowly still, and the small eyeballs that the god stick saw finally crossed the little monk and stayed on the face of the fat monk behind him. Sly, smiling, obscene, and curling two whiskers, like a mouse seeing rice, the thief picked up the black iron again and walked to the little monk.

He didn't speak immediately, first mysteriously surrounded the two monks, a small and a fat, and slowly turned around twice...

Suddenly!

"Pig Gangguana!"

"In!"

After a sinking, there will be a catch, this is the old trick of the god stick to scare people. As before, when the second circle was just over, the magic stick drank in vain! The old man was a newcomer, and the fat monk was still so frightened that he straightened up and responded loudly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the fat monk noticed that something was wrong: "Amitabha, hey, how do you know my common name?"

"Huh. ”

The god stick disagreed, brushed the dust, looked at the sky proudly, and said proudly: "I am a celestial, one word can be regarded as a heavenly machine, and one word can be said to be the third world." Why is it so hard to know your name?"

"So powerful?"

"Very powerful. ”

The fat monk still couldn't believe it, and he was guarding against the yellow cloth bag on his belly with one hand. Disturbing the bald head with one hand thinking, he asked cautiously: "You don't want to come to fight Lao Zhu's entanglement idea, right?"

The god guy rolled his eyes helplessly and forcibly suppressed the urge to scold his mother.

With a deep voice, maintaining the appearance of a master, he said: "A few dozen taels of broken silver are not enough to plug your teeth." Poor road does not fight your entanglement idea, don't worry. ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"That's good, you can scare Lao Zhu and me to death. ”

Seeing that the god stick said that he would not fight his own entanglement, the fat monk suddenly relaxed a lot.

The stick commanded, "Take your right hand and look at me." ”

"What's wrong again?"

"Let you take your hands, where did the nonsense come from?"

"Oh. ”

The fat monk didn't believe it, cautiously grabbed the belt of his trousers with one hand, then put down his right hand that was scratching his head, and spread it out in front of the god stick: "Look at it." ”

The god stick looks at it casually...

I saw that the palm of the fat monk was not too special, only slightly wider and fatter than ordinary people, very delicate, and at a glance, I knew that I was usually not lazy.

And so it was. ”

After reading it once, the god stick seemed to confirm something, and said in a deep voice: "Your fate is to return to Tianhe, you are the seat of the Five Emperors, the Venerable of the Demon Beasts of Heaven and Earth, because of the retribution of thousands of years of good fortune, you have only sought to be a human in one life." It's a pity that you are in vain and don't follow people's reason. The body of ten thousand beasts, if you can attack the way of the generals in the mortal world, it is the best, even if you can't worship the generals, you can also protect one side, it is immeasurable. But you just entered the Buddhism gate, cultivated the merits of Zhan Tan, and made yourself a non-human, a demon and not a demon, a Tao is not a Tao, a Buddha is not a Buddha, and it is nondescript. Although you are destined to be prosperous, not afraid of the six constraints, but also against the sky, in the future there will be no calamities to follow, if you want to find the way to heaven from Buddhism, beyond reincarnation, the road is bumpy. Leave eight characters for you, if you are confused in the future, you may wish to take it out for good consideration. ”

"The Buddha keeps in his heart, what does it matter with the red dust. ”

"You... You... You..."

God is deep, and words are like mountains and stones

There is no pause, just like the water of the Yellow River in one go.

It is not difficult to see that the mouth of the god stick is still very good, whether you can understand it or not, at least the mysterious and wonderful things can still fool people.

But after seeing that after the god stick finished speaking, the fat monk's mouth, which was wide open, could no longer close on its own. Staring at the black mushy eyes, as if looking at a wild beast, he looked at the god stick in horror, and his expression was indescribably shocking. So much so that the word "you", he held back for a long time and didn't hold back the next word. Looking at him like that, I'm afraid he was really hit by the gods. Moreover, it is a key point that he himself does not dare to say clearly...

After that, the god stick didn't pay attention to it, didn't stop, and took two small steps back to the little monk.

"Monkey King. ”

"Amitabha. ”

The little monk bowed and responded, "Please teach the Taoist." ”

The god stick didn't let him stretch out his hand to look at it like a fat monk, but just stared at the obscene little eyeballs, and the little monk's clear and flawless big eyes, and looked at each other for a whole time.

"Do you know the difference between the six ears of the Lingming?"

The little monk pondered for a moment and nodded: "The little monk knows." ”

"That's good, and it saves poor nonsense. ”

Without being verbose, the god stick went straight to the topic and said: "The bright spirit is the yang, and the six ears are the most yin, all of which are the gods conceived by heaven and earth, the holy flowers of twins, and the beginning of the evil of the good pole." Buddhism prides itself on compassion and has the ambition of benefiting all sentient beings, but they do not know the truth that no evil is no good. Although one side of bliss is a world of its own, it is not known that it is still in the world, which is really self-deception. The great good and evil in your heart are conceived by the great power of heaven and earth, how can an ethereal mountain of the Five Elements suppress you? If you want to be at ease, please listen to the advice of the poor Tao, the sea of suffering is boundless, the back is the shore, there is no good and no evil, you are a free person. Do you know?"

"Amitabha. ”

After hearing this, the little monk bowed his head slightly, and his face was extremely rare with a sad face, as if he had a lot of trouble on his mind.

The little monk knew, but he didn't dare to agree. ”

"Hey..."

The god stick shook his head helplessly: "Then it's a pity that a good seedling." After a pause, the god stick said again: "Since you don't dare to agree, then the poor road will send you another sentence." ”

"Chief, please. The little monk said.

"If evil comes, it is difficult to descend from extreme good. There is a spirit in every inch, and it cannot be forced. ”

“......”

The last words of the god stick can be described as bold, and even the Buddha of Western Bliss dares to say that the last one is not. However, he was also very vague, including the little monk and Xia Xun, and several people here didn't understand what the god wanted to express in the end.

Merely...

But one of them understood.

That is, sitting cross-legged on the carriage and staring at it - Master Sanzang.

When the second thing to remember to say was that the old monk, who was as immobile as a mountain, his closed eyelashes jumped, although it only jumped slightly, but this was enough to prove that the words of the old god stick had deeply touched his unfazed Buddha heart. No one should have been able to notice this extremely small scene, but the god stick seemed to have expected it, and when he spoke, he had already glanced over and paid close attention.

When the old monk's eyelashes jumped, the god stick smiled slyly, and walked to the side of the carriage, in front of the old monk.

"Tang Sanzang. ”

“......”

The god stick shouted, but no one responded, and there was still a warbler.

The old monk seemed to have heard no one calling him at all, and he still sat cross-legged, motionless, looking very rude. Shen Stick didn't care, looked at the old monk with a smile, and continued to himself: "I'm surprised to meet me here, right?"

The old monk remained unmoved, and the god stick continued to talk to himself.

"It doesn't matter, you are like coming to the door, different from my Dao, and the poor Dao didn't want to talk to you much. But for the sake of the previous worship, the poor road is not stingy. ”

The god stick paused, and said solemnly: "The reincarnation of the third life, cultivating a lifetime of goodness, this is the first great Dharma Zen of Buddhism, since the opening of Bliss, no one can follow except Rulai." Since you have chosen this path, it is not easy to guide you on the poor road, so you can go on your own life. When you choose a dilemma one day, you will know the hypocrisy. It's just that now that you have entered the Eastern Territory to preach, you should respect the rules of the Eastern Territory..."

As he spoke, the magic stick reached into his sleeve and took out a gold ring.

That's right, it's the Golden Circle!

It is bright and golden, the thickness of a finger, the size of a head, and there are fine rune carvings outside the circle, so you can see that it is a priceless thing at a glance. However, such a precious thing, the magic stick was placed on the lap of the old monk sitting cross-legged without hesitation! Moreover, he could not see at all that he had a feeling of distress.

"This is the golden hoop of the diamond circle that the Taishang alchemized, which can bind the six demon hearts. Today, the poor road gave you this thing, you should know why. Good and evil are born together, and the day when you wait for the merit to be perfected, it is the beginning of the calamity of the common people, this is the number of days, no one can stop it, and the poor road can do nothing. Asura Purgatory has endless heavenly demons at work, Taishang Lingxiao is already crumbling, just hope that when the Heavenly Dao collapses, you can still take the responsibility to do it for Rulai Cihang Pudu, and also kill the avenue to protect the people in the world. ”

“......”

At this point, the god stick is finished.

His words were extremely subtle, like myths.

The old monk, who was as immobile as a mountain, slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the old god stick in front of him. In the clear eyes, there is a flower of compassion, as if at the request of the gods, calm and peaceful.

And on the other end...

The shock had turned into panic and uneasiness, especially Xiahou.

Since the opening of the hexagram, the magic stick seems to have changed as if it was a different person, and its words and deeds are completely different from the obscene form before. Although Xia Hou didn't understand a few words from it, seeing the reactions of the three monks, even if he was stupid, he should know that the origin of the divine stick was absolutely extraordinary! The old monk's promise, the little monk's sluggishness, the fat monk's uneasiness, and the golden circle, all of them show what the divine stick did before, it was all a living pig and a tiger!

Thinking of this, Xia Hou hurriedly approached Xia Xun's side with small steps, grabbed his elbow and slapped his arm, covered his mouth with one hand, and asked in a low voice: "Ah Xun, this thing can't really be a heavenly machine, right? What kind of Asura Purgatory, what kind of thing is Taishang Lingxiao? You tell my brother the truth, my brother is panicking." ”

Xia Xun thought about it, and also learned from Xia Hou's appearance, covered his mouth with his hand, and replied, "Why weren't you afraid before?"

Xia Hou's voice was lowered: "I didn't know before. ”

Xia Xun comforted in a low voice: "Then you can rest assured." I promise, he's not a heavenly machine, at least not a real one. ”

"Daring fanatic!"

"Who dares to say that I am not a heavenly machine!"

“......”