The bodhisattva is not a normal person, at least in my opinion, his physical state is very close to that of the tungs.

Originally, he was hit by the Miao Wu people into the poison of the squid, not only by the living clam drilled body, but also the medicine clam into his five organs...

Not to mention that the bodhisattva suffered multiple internal injuries, the wound in his neck was cut off by a sharp weapon, and if it was placed on ordinary people, it would have been able to put people to death.

The carotid artery is cut off, the blood is shed for half a day, there is no ass, is this still a normal person?

But think of it too...

There are thousands of children in the domestic Xuanxian line, who can really stand at the top of this pyramid, and they are full of dozens of them.

As far as the old man himself said, he was even a Taishan Beidou in a class, but some things were indeed things he could not achieve, such as...

“The physical force.”When the old man told me this, his expression was also somewhat lost: "The focus of the door is on the magic, not the practice itself, and only those who often have to use the flesh to give alms can slightly get out of the limit of the physical fetus, such as such a gentleman, more from the tadvertebral door, as for the two doors of the Buddha Dao there are some such people, but not much, the overall number is certainly not comparable to the lily door..."

I looked at the bodhisattva in silence, and saw that the scar on his neck was squeezed in each other, as if he was healing rapidly, and his heart was even more surprised.

“Fat... no!Smell the forefathers!What kind of Dharma do you practice?”I asked curiously, “Listening to your mantras in front of you seems to be in Sanskrit?”Is it hard for you to cultivate a tantalum?”

"You still call me fat old man, listen to me.The bodhisattva took out a pear from his pocket, peeled it, and continued to eat with a smile: "Tan tantolity does not necessarily use Sanskrit."

Miao Wu looked at him and said, "Fat thief, I heard people say, when eating pears, if you put the pear in the mouth, no one can pull out, you have tried it?" 」

When the bodhisattva heard it, it seemed a little curious, did not think much, and put the pear in his mouth.

I looked at him with Miao Wu and did not speak.

“How can you not pull out...” The smears bodhisattva said, the voice was a little vague, while talking while pulling out, the smile was still so calm.

He didn’t laugh until he pulled out for half a minute and couldn’t pull the pear out.

The monk did not say dirty words, I still know the truth, but at that time, the face of the bodhisattva was definitely written full of words, "How can I fuck this?"

"You haven't changed in the past 20 years, it's still stupid or the same stupid, how can I plant in your hands..." Miao Wuman sighed, his face was lost.

The bodhisattva did not squeak, left and right for a while, it seems that he could not find the guy who took his hand, and finally broke the pear meat with his fingers, and suddenly worked hard, so he pulled the pear out.

“How did you hurt this?”The bodhisattva looked at the Miao Wu people very innocently, and kept rubbling his chin, as if he was tired enough: “What is nothing to fool me about?”

Listening to him say so, the loss on Miao Wu's face was even greater, and almost all had the feeling of wanting to smoke his own mouth.

"You go back to Chengdu, I will go with you, take the funeral scripture, our grievances are clear."Miao Wu turned his head, looked at the wound on my arm that had been stabbed by him, and said, “You have no problem?”

I nodded my head and said I had no problem.

"This is a lesson, there is no such thing as a lesson."I laughed.

“Come down to the mountain and wait for you.”Miao Wu people stood up staggered, turned to the mountain road, and did not return to say: "Old thief, nothing will be dangling in front of me, I see you annoying."

“Lord, what about our grievances?”The bodhisattva asked with a smile.

Hearing the words, Miao Wu waved his hand, did not say a word, so he left.

When he disappeared from our sight, the bodhisattva patted his stomach and smiled, “Alas!It’s over again!”

"Fat seniors, you are one of the highest monks in the Buddhist children, right?"I didn’t know you could fight so easily!”I couldn't help but be curious, and asked with great interest, "About you, my grandfather told me part of it, but he didn't go into detail, just said you were a..."

I subconsciously, I was preparing to say the original words of my grandfather, but in the end I swallowed back, which is that my IQ is back to normal.

When the old man introduced me to the bodhisattva, the final summary was a few words.

"That bald donkey is a heartless dead fat man, with him for a few days is okay, if you get along with him for half a year, you see I can't smoke him!"I just laughed so much!”

The bodhisattva seemed to know what the old man would say to him, and did not pay attention to it, and explained to me: "It turns out that I had a little misunderstanding with your grandfather, so his impression of me has not been very good..."

“Fat old man, how did you find it here?”I turned to the topic and asked.

"I can't sit here, like to travel around, half a month ago, I happened to travel to Sichuan, and those old friends have met, your grandfather is the last..."

"Looks like we're lucky."I sighed and said with great joy: "If you hadn't come to the rescue, I really don't know what this will look like, maybe my grandfather will have to fight with Miao Wu."

"In fact, the master of Miao Shi is not bad, but he is a sword to take the edge, the road is too biased..." the bodhisattva said helplessly: "with so much cause and effect debt, I really do not know how he will have to repay it later..."

Hearing this, I inexplicably played a cold trembling, thinking of what I had done in Wangshan Village some time ago, I looked at the bodhisattva and asked him carefully: "Fat predecessors, I heard that killing people will go to hell, is this really true?"

“Yes.”The bodhisattva nodded: "Killing is a felony, and it will fall to hell to suffer after death, but..."

He said, a little, and looked at me deeply.

“The crime of killing is serious.”

"The weight of a serious crime is like the mountain, the killer is out of breath, and it is impossible to repay it before he dies, and he will go straight to hell after death..."

“What about the misdemeanor?” he asked, busy.

“Only in this way will there be a chance of nullifying the crime of killing.”

The bodhisattva seems to know the matter of Wangshan Village, threw the pear core in his hand to one side, smiled and said to me: "Your grandfather knows the weight better than anyone, you did such a big thing at the beginning, your grandfather was also eager enough to choke, after sending you down the mountain, immediately got up the altar of law beyond those wrong souls..."

The old man did not mention this matter at all, and no one else told me, if it were not mentioned by the bodhisattva... Maybe I will not know in this life...

“To leave room for yourself is to leave room for yourself.”The bodhisattva seems to remind me that the look is a little complicated: "Some debts are invisible to us, but they can't see, which does not mean that it does not exist."

I nod my head and said, understand.

"Hey, I'm going to say that I can win this time, and that's my luck."

The bodhisattva suddenly opened the topic, smiled and told me, a happy face.

"I feel better than him."I whispered.

"No, in fact, the Lord's way is similar to mine, this time I can fight him, just because he took a step."

The bodhisattva sighed, as if remembering something, the smile became a little unnatural.

"Little benefactor, you have not had a good deal with him, so you naturally will not think of how terrible he is..."

“It doesn’t matter if he’s terrible!I’m not going to mess with him anymore!”I was busy saying.

The bodhisattva said, thumbs up.

“There is wisdom!”

“Fat old man, have you come up the mountain... have you met my friends?”I couldn't stop asking.

"I'll meet you, or they'll show me the way."The bodhisattva smiled, "Don't worry, they're unscathed, and the seedlings didn't start at all."

I got the answer, I was relieved, and the soft paralytic slumped on the stone bump: “Then...”

"I only know part of the matter of Hat Village, if it is convenient, you tell me."

The bodhisattva half-squinted, looked up to the sky, as if to see something, and his face was even heavier.

“How many people have died in this village?”