Nightfall

My sister is going to cross the river, which one will carry me? I ’m going to carry you ... Ning Que humming her song, carrying her sister-in-law, and walked into the woods by the river. She was so happy that she was so mad and overwhelmed by the divine bodhisattva. The pressure accumulated these days is very natural Released wildly.

There are countless Buddhas in the wilderness of Hexi looking for him and Sangsang, wanting to kill him and Sangsang, but he believes that those Buddhas have no way to cross the river-there are countless thousands of resentful skulls in the river.

Those things are not high in IQ, they are not small, they do n’t have the command of the Bodhisattva, and they do n’t distinguish between enemies and enemies. Where can they let go of those Buddhas? Tianshenhui purification, those Buddhas do not have this ability.

Walked to the forest bank, the song suddenly stopped suddenly, Ning Que cracked down on the ground covered with moss, his hands spitting blood on the wetland, his face pale and pale with pain.

Dizang Bodhisattva is so murderous. Until then, he found that his body was extremely wounded. It was like a battlefield after a **** battle. There were wounds everywhere, bleeding everywhere. He wanted to find a good bone. It became very difficult, and the idea of ​​understanding the sea was even more chaotic.

He turned hard, sat down against a red cedar tree, gasped hard, hugged Sang Sang in his arms, and said, "I just thought it was a bit unreliable, and you were too fierce when fighting."

Sang Sang said in his heart: "How?"

"This is my body, how can you cherish it?"

Ning Que thought of her **** battle with Dizang Bodhisattva, thinking of Dizang Bodhisattva's incomparable mana-headed man's head to spoil her body like that, her eyes didn't blink, she was helpless.

Sang Sang said: "Because of this, why should I cherish it.

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Ning Que was annoyed and said, "Don't kill to win, I don't understand this truth? I just want you to say something nice, it's all integrated, why can't you even talk about it?"

The unity in his sentence naturally means something else.

Sang Sang said: "It just smashed your body, what can you do."

Ning Que was furious and turned her body over and slapped her **** twice, cracking and teaching: "If there is another time, carefully, I will not be polite to your body."

Sang Sang seems a little tired, no longer cares about him, slaps into a slap of a person, naturally boring, he leaned on the tree trunk to look at the scenery on the other side boringly, and pass the time.

According to the truth, he should be anxious to meditate and meditate at this time to heal the injury and restore his mind, but he did nothing, and the injury will naturally be better as time goes by.

Haotian is integrated with him. Speaking of life recovery, who can be stronger than him?

Ning Que stood up and was about to leave with Sang Sang on his back. Suddenly he saw a lot of Buddha light vaguely appearing in the remnant redwood forest on the opposite bank, and then a sound of a jingle sounded.

Every golden light group is a buddha and the one who faced them and was injured by them. The number of Buddhas in the redwood remnants of the forest is naturally far more than what he saw.

Ning Que thought that these Buddhas could not cross the river, so naturally he was not in a hurry, and looked at the other side with a smile, and even waved hello to the front Buddha—the Buddha was an acquaintance. He and Sang Sang were listening in Chaoyang City. Opera is all in the hands of the Buddha to buy tickets for the theatre. Now he does not know what the Buddha is.

The black dome gradually became brighter, the river bank became brighter and the Buddha's light gradually flourished. The sound of the temple gradually disappeared. For a time, I did not know how many tens of thousands of Buddhas came to the bank of the Stygian River and looked silently at the opposite bank.

Ning Que's expression became solemn. With his eyesight, he couldn't even count how many Buddhas there were. What shocked him was that those Buddhas started to walk towards the Styx.

Thousands of tens of thousands or more Buddhas, bypassed the collapsed red cedar trees, walked through the wet river beach, and walked into the clear river silently, the black pressure crushed a piece of it, as if the army crossed the river.

There are more resentful skulls deep in the Styx. They sense the light and breath of the Buddha on these Buddhas, but they do not sense the coercion in the buildings of Dizang Bodhisattva. After a little hesitation, they finally did not suppress the instinct. The love for light and the greed for those pure Buddha's breath surged up.

The clear river turns black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the calm river suddenly becomes turbulent. Some low Buddhas are directly swept away by the river, and then become food for the souls, and the high Buddhas are counted. Ten or even hundreds of resentful souls surrounded it and swallowed it constantly. The scene looked extremely scary.

What is rather incomprehensible is that in the whole process, no Buddha has made a sound. They silently entered the water, were silently swept away, silently swallowed, silently turned into countless pieces of golden light, even apparently to the wild Ghosts have extremely calming Buddhist scriptures, and they no longer chant, as if they were deliberately dying.

The same is true of dozens of Buddhas with deep Dharma. If they use means, not to mention self-preservation, they can completely rescue the Buddhas that are sinking into **** beside them, but they have done nothing, but just joined their hands. Silently walked deep into the Styx.

Countless Buddhas just walked into the vast and spooky Stygian river, sinking and floating in the river, densely packed together. From time to time, Buddhas were swept away by water, dragged away by grudges, and torn into pieces by the white claws of the skeleton.

Looking at this shocking and speechless picture, Ning Que no longer has the feeling of crossing the river by the army, and feels as if it was a scene on the prairie where countless bison were swallowed by crocodiles when crossing the river.

Why? Why are these Buddhas so silent and so calm to die? Ning Que even saw a sturdy expression on his face when a Buddha was swallowed in the black spray.

At this moment, the earth suddenly vibrated, Ning Que Huo Ran looked back, looked at the place where the vibration started, and saw that the sky in the far east suddenly became extremely bright, and the supreme Buddha rose from there.

The vast Buddha light came to the riverside in an instant, illuminating all life in the woods and forest.

The light fell, and Ning Que's clothes were coated with a golden light. He felt an extremely powerful coercion, and also felt that Sang Sang was weak, and quickly opened the **** umbrella.

The Buddha's light also fell in the Styx. The dark water did not clear, but it rolled up sharply, as if someone put a fire beneath the Styx and instantly burned countless Stygian waters.

In the boiling Stygian water, countless Buddhas are still moving forward in silence, countless resentful souls that are devouring the Buddha's breath raise their heads, and they look forward to the Buddha's light, and the countless skeletons tearing the Buddha's body stop their movements in their hands, want to look at the Buddha's light, But it was a little timid, and then whether it was a grudge or a skeleton, it gradually became a very thin light spot.

The dense light spots, like fireflies, floated in the boiling river and fell on the living Buddhas. The Buddha's breath was suddenly lifted, and the expression on his face became more determined, shining toward the distant Eastern Buddha. At this point, he kept walking towards the other side.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas?" Ning Que said to herself.

"Wan Guidu River." Sang Sang said contemptuously.

Regardless of whether it was the Ten Thousand Buddhas, or the Ten Thousand Ghosts crossing the river, Ning Que did n’t know why these Buddhas had to do this, and did n’t understand the reason why the Buddha was devoured by ghosts, and the ghosts were attached to the Buddha again, but he knew that these Buddhas became stronger It was even more terrifying. He even saw thousands of grudges turned into a blue lion in the boiling river water, and a humble Buddha was carried by this blue lion and walked on the river surface. Buddha?

A Dizang Bodhisattva almost forced Ning Que and Sang Sang into desperation. If there were several other big bodhisattvas of similar realm, how could they survive?

What else do you want to think about at this time? The light of the distant Eastern Buddha is gradually converging, and countless Buddhas and the big Bodhisattva between them will reach the other shore. Ning Que carrying Sang Sang is turned and he starts to run.

Ran all the way, one rush is a hundred days.

Ning Que is not clear about himself. In these hundred days, how far he ran on his back, he only knows to run desperately, the farther away he is from the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

On the running journey, there were plateau meadows, inland seas, and steep peaks. He didn't know where he ran, only to the far east.

From the fourth day on, he could no longer hear the chanting sounds behind him, and occasionally when he looked back, he could not see the light of the Buddha in the night vault, but he knew that those Buddhas would never stop, as long as they stopped Or slow down, then one day they will be chased by the other party. Those Buddhas are turtles.

The world is vast. He ran for hundreds of days and did not see the end. Fortunately, he did not need to discern his direction, nor did he need to worry about going back to the original place, because the Buddha was in front.

That Buddha light is getting clearer and clearer ~ www.readwn.com ~ means that the Buddha is getting closer and closer. Somewhat wonderfully, those Buddha lights do not harm him and Sang Sang like the previous Buddha lights, but let They feel a little comfortable.

Although he feels comfortable, his mood is not easy. Ning Que and Sang Sang have been talking less and less these days. He kept silent for a long time during the run. He was thinking that he would see the Buddha immediately and start betting his life. So Sang Sang is thinking about something.

If you want to practice Buddha, you must see the Buddha first, and then the Buddha will wake up from Nirvana, and live or die-the eldest son, the second son of Master, the third son of Buddha, now Sang Sang is weak, if the Buddha is born, she and Ning Que will die. .

Ning Que and Sang Sang are destined to each other, he should know everything she thinks, but this time what she thinks is too complicated and too esoteric, the thinking lines he can perceive are densely difficult to see, let alone understand Like a mess, he was entangled in the heart of the two. Realizing this, his mood became heavier and heavier. Even Sang Sang didn't think of a way out. What should I do after seeing the Buddha?

One day came to a meadow, and there was a snow peak in the distance. He broke the silence for many days and said: "When I first learned to practice, I went to gamble, indicating that I am probably a natural gambler. Of the five or five, of course, I have the courage to put all my money down. "

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