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After a while, Zhang Tianming felt that something was wrong, and when he slowly opened his eyes, he found that the dumped green bamboo did not fall to the ground as he imagined, but stopped quietly at a low altitude of three or four meters above the ground.

Zhang Tianming was overjoyed, quickly let go of his hand and fell off the green bamboo, rolled to the ground and fell to eat. He got up from the ground and wiped the dirt off his face, spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and said depressedly: "Lao Tzu recruited whoever provoked whom, this is the rhythm of playing Lao Tzu to death!"

I sat in the room decently, and was inexplicably transported to this secret place by a sudden mysterious space-time tunnel, and was bullied by a pig, and even my life was almost buried in vain.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianming was angry, and hurriedly walked to the quagmire, picked up a stick, and slapped the wild boar's tail fiercely.

At one time, Zhang Tianming continued to whip more than a dozen times, and his arm was about to be dislocated. The boar turned his head and looked at him without even a reaction to the slightest pain, as if he was tickling it, and he was quite enjoying it.

Suddenly, Zhang Tianming's teeth itched with hatred, and his face was flushed, this wild boar is estimated to be about to become a sperm, it has a spirit, and it is too human!

In this case, Zhang Tianming simply threw away the wooden stick in his hand, no longer entangled with the wild boar, turned around the quagmire and continued to move forward.

"Hum! Hum......"

From time to time, the wild boar's mouth let out a wailing sound repeatedly, and the fluff at the corners of the eyes was already a little wet, leaving a line of shallow tears.

In the face of the threat of death, at this moment, the pig is sad and crying!

Listening to the desolate wail behind him, Zhang Tianming couldn't bear it. He turned back to the boar, looked closely at its black eyes, and saw that it was crying, and from time to time its mouth opened and closed as if it was choking.

"Oh my God, pigs cry too?!"

Inadvertently glanced back at this scene, and suddenly Zhang Tianming exclaimed, feeling incredulous. In the past, he had heard of cows crying and dogs crying, but he always laughed at these rumors and ignored them, thinking that they were just fallacies and completely untrustworthy.

Now, though, he's completely convinced!

"Hum! Hum......"

The wild boar opened his black eyes and looked pitifully at Zhang Tianming who returned, looking very well-behaved and docile, and he had long lost his previous ferocity.

"Wait, I'll save you!" Zhang Tianming smiled, completely forgetting the previous hatred of one claw.

"Hum, hum......" The boar blinked and nodded.

Subsequently, Zhang Tianming first picked up some bamboo leaves that fell on the ground, overlapped them and spread them thickly on top of the silt, and then used his strength to drag two half-cut bamboo poles from not far away one by one and put them horizontally on both sides of the quagmire.

The wild boar has a very high intelligence, and for a moment it puts its head on a bamboo pole, wraps its tail around another bamboo pole, and slowly pulls the pig's body out of the mud with the help of force, and gently tramples on the bamboo leaves with its limbs, and crawls slowly and carefully to the ground like a snail.

Soon, with the enthusiastic help of Zhang Tianming, the wild boar broke free from the quagmire and successfully rescued it.

Howl, howl,

Suddenly, the wild boar howled in the sky, and its sound was deafening. Zhang Tianming thought that it was about to start going crazy again, and he was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly ran to the side for refuge.

"Hum! Hum......"

For a moment, the wild boar looked down at Zhang Tianming, who was hiding behind the bamboo pole, and let out a series of humming sounds from his mouth.

Bang!

In the next second, the wild boar knelt on the ground with its front elbow, bowed to Zhang Tianming in its special posture, and then stood up and ran away without a trace, leaving Zhang Tianming with a veiled face.

After that, out of the bamboo woodland, Zhang Tianming has been walking cautiously forward, while watching the wonders in the secret realm, while listening to the movements around him, even a trace of wild flowers on the road can not be ignored.

"Someone, that's great!"

Zhang Tianming walked a few miles, crossed the sheep intestine path, and his eyes were cheerful. Not far away, a lake appeared. On the edge of the clear lake, on a small boat sits an old fisherman.

Coming to this unknown secret realm, Zhang Tianming was confused, feeling like he had entered the age of dinosaurs hundreds of millions of years ago, and now he found the existence of a big living person, and his heart was excited.

Rolling mountains, simple thatched houses, and an old fisherman by the clear lake......

"That's not right!"

For a moment, in addition to the excitement, Zhang Tianming discovered the abnormality, and sporadic pictures appeared in his mind, he felt that this scene was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. It's strange and familiar, and it's a little weird!

"This ...... Isn't this the scene inside the golden painting paper and the portrait of the master?"

The next moment, Zhang Tianming suddenly realized, opened his mouth and was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall to the ground.

Since ancient times, there are clouds in Buddhist scriptures, a flower and a world, and a leaf and a Bodhi.

Could it be that the space to which he was inexplicably teleported was actually in that painting! Just as Hui Yigu said at the beginning: The mighty can hide heaven and earth in his sleeve.

In a painting, there is something about it.

Suddenly, Zhang Tianming clarified his thoughts and roughly understood where he was. Although even he was startled by this idea, he had to accept it, and he only hoped that he could escape from this dangerous and fearful place as soon as possible.

"Master!"

Now, now that he has met the immortal master, Zhang Tianming seems to have gotten a straw for his life, found his own backer, and does not have to be afraid of the attacks of those behemoths and monsters.

"Master!"

Zhang Tianming was overjoyed, and sped up his pace and rushed towards the old man fisherman.

Plop, a muffled sound.

When Zhang Tianming just ran to the lake and was about to get on the boat, the moment his raised left foot was about to step onto the rafters, his heel could not touch the actual small wooden boat, and penetrated directly through its plank. Suddenly, his feet fell into the air, and his whole body fell forward, and he fell into the lake.

The moment his body came into contact with the water, Zhang Tianming seemed to have hit a hard stone, and his chest suddenly ached, and he almost fainted.

Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Suddenly, a stream of heat rampaged through his lungs, Zhang Tianming was in pain, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and his throat was sweet.

Smack!

Zhang Tianming used his hands and feet to swim vertically, wasting his strength and struggling in the lake. Even though he was proficient in water, he could only keep the lake on the surface of the lake for two seconds without sinking.

This seemingly calm lake, without the impact of strong winds and waves, Zhang Tianming could not swim on the water, let alone row forward. Just because the lake water is too heavy and resistant, a drop of splashed lake water hits the body like a hammer, causing swelling and soreness all over the body.

In the next second, Zhang Tianming's hands and feet were numb, his body began to sink uncontrollably, and he was overwhelmed like a mountain at the moment when the lake was submerged.

The old angler who had been paying attention to the middle of the lake, calculated the yin and yang gossip with his left hand, and pointed out with the Buddha's light flashing in his right hand, looked back at Zhang Tianming and smiled: "It's good to be able to enter here by mistake! It's just that the time has not yet come, and you can't teach your profession!"

Sinking into the lake, silently, the world becomes peaceful.

Zhang Tianming looked helplessly at the kind and gentle face of the old angler, and couldn't hear any sound outside the lake, only the constant roar in his head. He couldn't understand why the master didn't come to the rescue, did he let himself fend for himself?

"Teacher......"

Just about to open his lips, before the words were shouted, he was choked by a mouthful of bitter lake water, and a few mouthfuls were poured into his abdomen one after another, and his stomach churned and he was miserable.

The deeper and deeper it sank, it was already more than ten meters deep from the water, Zhang Tianming's face became iron-blue, and he was about to suffocate.

Suddenly, a granular golden Buddha light popped out from the index finger of the old man fishing, and when it penetrated the lake and touched Zhang Tianming's body, the whole person was shrouded in Buddhism and shrouded in light, reflecting the transparent lake water around him into a golden yellow, shining like brilliant quicksand.

In an instant, the speed of the sinking increased in vain, as if falling into the endless abyss, falling to the bottom of the lake in the blink of an eye, and suddenly a space-time vortex appeared below, and under the pull of an invisible force, he was once again sucked into the space-time tunnel, quietly waiting for the moment when he was teleported out.

The moment he entered the space-time tunnel, the Baizhang Buddha light attached to the appearance of the cotton jacket gradually began to converge into a golden seed, quietly submerged into his body and disappeared.

However, Zhang Tianming was completely unaware of this subtle change, thinking that it was just the natural dissipation of the Buddha's light, and there was no abnormality in his body.

In the middle of the night, the space outside the space-time tunnel began to distort, and the speed of time passing was also quietly changing. When Zhang Tianming's body appeared in another section of the space-time tunnel at an unbelievably fast speed, the gray tunnel was fleeting, and he fell from mid-air at great speed, falling into the filthy garbage bin with unmistakable accuracy.

Crawling out of the garbage heap, smelling the rancid smell of bad eggs, Zhang Tianming was nagging again and again and almost vomited.

Looking around, looking at the familiar street scene in front of him, Zhang Tianming found that he was no longer in the ironclad prison, but in the Beiguo Park on the outskirts of Yanjing City, "Here...... It's the Beiguoyuan Community! Did I 'escape' from prison by mistake?!"