Are there Buddhas in this mountain?

I think it should be no, even if it is, it is also a thing that cannot be left here in the future and the Buddha Bodhisattva.

But a lot of things... a lot of signs... have been so different that the outside world can’t be.

Shakyamuni outside the mountain gate sat like, the golden soil of the mountains, and the buddhas everywhere like air...

The situation we have encountered at this moment makes me even more confused.

The sound of those chanting the scriptures is extremely real, and no matter how I listen, I feel that there are hundreds of monks chanting the scriptures.

Serious, very demagoguery.

In the slightly dark woods, the sounds of these chanting scriptures are like a glaring sunlight that instantly enters the hearts of all.

We were still a little afraid, even if the old monk was stunned to sit like a person, we were also in a strong escape, but this sound of meditation let us calm down, involuntarily stop and look back.

Sitting like an old monk who was stunned, at this moment has begun to struggle constantly, originally a slightly thin body, at this time also crazy bulging up, as if the real body appeared.

But even so, the blind sitting image did not move, like glued to the back of the old monk, and it did not move there.

At the same time, the sound of chanting scriptures grew louder in the woods, and every word could be pounded into my heart, as if even the heart would quiver.

The kind of voice that people can't help but worship is something I have never seen before in the outside world.

“Why are you still alive?”

The old monk screamed wildly, saw that he could not break free, and began to hammer the ground with his hands, as if to vent all the anger in his heart, and every punch made a full force.

Hush, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, he

That dull sound, listening to more than the sullen thunder, after the ground was hammered a few punches, began to crack quickly, and a crack in chopsticks appeared.

By this time the old monk’s body had ceased to bulge, and now he was looking more dangerous than at first.

Height at least three meters, the muscles are bulging, it looks almost no different from the body of the evil son.

“Leave me alone, the mountain is lost! why can you hold me down!”

Just when the old monk roared in despair, a familiar but strange laugh suddenly came out of the depths of the forest.

"Hey, you yourself don't have the ability to let the Buddha crush, and it's not eye-catching to personally suppress you, what do you do?"

Hearing this, I trembled, and my face looked in the direction of the sound incredulously.

And the same is true of Chen Qiuyan's performance, open his eyes, looking in the same direction as me.

With the sound of footsteps, a man with a linen face came out in the woods, and his face was solemn and solid, showing only a pair of eyes.

Damn... I was in a hurry for him... I couldn’t forget it just like his hangings!

“The Dog Day!”

When he came out of the woods to see us, his eyes also changed, as if froze, and looked at us without moving.

When I heard him call, he returned to God.

"Fuck, why are you here?" exclaimed Seven Bao, and from his shocked eyes, he really did not expect to meet us here.

Without waiting for him to react, I rushed over.

Seven treasure sighed, open arms want to meet me, give a brother's hug, but I did not give him this opportunity, rushed to his stomach is a foot.

After falling to the ground, the seven treasure did not hesitate, directly swept his legs, but also threw me on the ground.

“What the fuck are you doing?” he asked me unsatisfied.

“Do you fucking dare to help?” he asked, not responding.

With this answer, the seven treasures with their sleeves were about to come up and smoke me, and I did not mean to be polite, and scolded and choked up.

Seven treasure raised his hand to give me a punch, but basically nothing, or I choked my neck constantly shaking, not even two seconds to tell.

“Stop!Brother!I was wrong!"

“You fucking...”

I clenched my teeth, couldn’t help but reden my eyes, and said, “I thought you were really dead!”

“The life is big.”Seven treasure smiled, the sack on his face to break the linen, showing the red-ttooed white-sounding lips...

I haven’t seen this dog for so long, how can I look better than I am?

Look at his pearly jade, usually do not eat less?! this spirit head is much better than mine!

“Shit.”

I scolded, hugged the seven treasures tightly, and patted him on the back: "Any words to go back, you turtle grandson... want to kill me!" 」

I miss you too."Seven treasures laughed, hugged me tightly, and then waved to Chen Qiuyan: "Hi!sister-in-law!I haven’t seen you so long and beautiful!”

Hearing this, Chen Qiuyan's eyes were red, and he came over to rub a few times on the head of the seven treasures: "I haven't seen you for so long, you are still so poor!"

"Don't rub it!My hair is new!It’s not good to take care of the chicken!”The seven treasures said in a hurry.

At this time, the aroson who was sitting like a crush, the roaring voice was getting bigger and bigger, and the seven treasures looked at him, and the expression became a little impatient.

"We'll talk about it again, and I'll kill the bastard first."

Seven treasures said, slowly climbed up from the ground, but also raised his hand to rub the back, said: "Before he attacked us once, no one cheated, I was he Yin... I came back just to avenge!"

That’s when I reacted to one thing.

Seven treasures became different from before, this I did not realize at the beginning, let the joy of not meeting for a long time blindfolded, and did not find it at all.

But now look at the seven treasures of the flesh and the normal human body is not the same as that of normal people, and there is an unspeakable smell.

Not as hard and strong as the square, and not as vibrant as me...

"Old Shen, he does not need your help, you rest."

When the seven treasures said this, I was about to get up and walk to help him, and when I heard him say this, I also stopped my foot and did not go forward.

“Okay, then leave it to you.”I laughed.

Seven treasures smiled and did not speak, and pulled out from the waist like a magic wand made of pure gold, which was inlaid with some stones, rare stones, and more common turquoise.

"This wand, I am sitting like a poking out of the eye, I feel the quality is okay..." Seven treasures played in the hand of the wand, slowly went to the old monk squatting next to him, "You think I this wreak, you are dead or alive?"

The old monk had fallen into utter madness, and only a roar in his mouth to let go of him and let him come to us.

"Damn, if I didn't run fast before, my waist could not keep..." Seven Bao sighed and said, "You are also tough enough to introduce us, and if we don't say anything, I will do it, too yin?"

"Leave me alone! let the eyes go!" cried the old monk madly, "I will degenerate you ordinary people!

Seven treasure sighed, did not say anything more, clasped to drop the wand, raised his hand and smashed it.

In a reasonable sense, the shape of the wand is a bit like a dagger, it should be a penetrating injury, but the seven treasures hit so hard, looking at the same as the hammer.

In an instant, the old monk's head was smashed by him, and he did not stop the meaning, constantly raised his hand and smashed down, his mouth still read words of scolding the street, it seems that his hatred of the old monk is not generally high.

Every time you hit, the old monk's body will quiver, and then there will be no movement.

Even smashed seven times, saw the old monk completely lost his voice, seven treasures then slowly stood up, looking like anemia like shaking, as if did not stand up and almost fell.

It is estimated that he is still not very comfortable, constantly sucking cold air, the teeth grinning back, but also a strong rub on the back.

To be precise, it is the blood of the skin rubbing its own pig waist.

“Damn, it hurts my grandfather.”