Nightfall

The serfs who lived in the underground world beneath the Xuankong Temple have known nothing but a sky and a Buddha in their lives. They have no choice, so their faith is the purest. There are many devout Buddhist believers like this in the world. The believers died and consciousness came to the chessboard of the Buddha to constitute this blissful world.

In the Buddhist doctrine, what kind of world can qualify as a world of bliss? That is the world where everyone can become a Buddha. At this time in Chaoyang City, no matter whether the **** monk or the official monk, they are all compassionate and show more than one chanting, they are Buddhas, and they are all Buddhas.

Ning Que and Sang Sang want to know what means the Buddha will use to destroy himself when he wakes up, and now what they see is the answer: the mortal and the business.

Men and women, young and old, all form buddhas, and surround them. They have a solemn and merciful face, chanting the scriptures, and have never said to kill, but the meaning of all beings is to kill, to kill Haotian and Sangsang.

There are men who have been burdened for decades and have calluses on their shoulders. That is the thick-shouldered Buddha. There is the girl who is enlightened by the rising sun. That is the daily-born Buddha. There is the old man fishing in the river.

There are also famous Buddha, Dharma Buddha, famous light Buddha, variegated Baohua strict body Buddha, Xiangshang Buddha, Xiangguang Buddha, Su Wang Buddha, seeing all righteous Buddhas, and many Buddhas that can't be called.

The city is full of Buddhas, crowded and overcrowded. The Buddha stepped on the Buddha's cascade. The Buddha smashed the jade flower in the Buddha's hand. The Buddha squeezed the Buddha, and the Buddha pushed the Buddha to Ning Que and Sang Sang.

Looking at the shocking picture of this scene, Ning Que seems to be back in the past, also in Chaoyang City, and countless people want to kill Sang Sang on his back and want to kill the daughter of Hades.

When he saw that the monkey-playing man had become a Buddha, and even the monkey squatting on his shoulder had become a grumpy fighting Buddha, he couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed past with an iron knife.

On the road out of the city. He has killed a lot of Buddhas and wanted to temporarily stop.

Because all Buddhas have laws, it is not so easy to kill, and more importantly, he is very clear that these Buddhas will become Buddha lights after being killed, and those Buddha lights will make Sang Sang extremely painful.

But now if he doesn't kill these Buddhas, he can't escape from Chaoyang City with Sang Sang on his back. He can only hold an iron knife. Cut to those Buddhas will pass.

It seemed as if someone was sweeping the floor with a bamboo broom, and the dark iron knife was flying back and forth among countless Buddhas with dignified faces. The blade cut the necks and chests of those Buddhas, and countless Buddhas fell. The dark knife was covered with golden liquid, and then turned into pure light.

Su Wang Buddha died, fell to the ground as if sleeping, and then stepped into a gold piece by another Buddha, the thick shoulder Buddha died, his right shoulder was completely cut off by an iron knife, like a golden statue without completion. The Sun Buddha is dead, and the girl's beautiful face has a golden knife edge, which looks terrifying.

Ning Que waved his sword forward, and the iron knife fell every time. Then the Buddha died, and there was no emotion on his face, no matter who was in front of him, the old man or the child. All cut off.

The Buddhas will not bleed when they are injured, but will only shed gold-colored liquid. But the picture still looks very bloody, Ning Que's performance is extremely cold-blooded, even colder than Chaoyang City.

He had been so cold-blooded in the night of climbing the academy, whether it was old knowledge or new knowledge, relatives or friends, he was hacked to death because he knew that those were dead.

These Buddhas are also dead people. Since they are dead, what is it to kill them again?

Of course, the Buddha is a Buddha after all, and each has its own magic weapon. Although Ning Que now has become very powerful, and there are Sang Sang behind him to help each other, trying to kill them is still very hard.

Kill all the Buddhas ... He never thought about it.

With a knife, he cut off the neck of Smiling Buddha and looked at the Buddha's head who was still smiling. Ning Que felt a little tired. At this time, a Buddha fell from the sky and attacked his back from the right back. ——It was a golden brick with splendid brilliance and was thrown from a distance by the Buddha of Mount Ruma!

If Ning Que does not move, this golden brick with infinite Buddha power will fall on Sang Sang, and he can only rush to avoid it sideways, letting the golden brick hit his right arm.

A snapping noise!

Ning Que felt that his soul was about to be photographed from the body by this golden brick, and a spit of blood was spurted. Sang Sang was affected, and a spit of blood spurted out, wetting his collar.

If they were two practitioners of Buddhism and Taoism, they were hit by the golden bricks of the Buddha of Mount Rumi. I am afraid that his arm bones have already been crushed. Fortunately, he is now full of vitality and his body is as strong as a diamond.

With a loud clatter, he withdrew the iron knife into his sheath, untied the iron bow from his shoulder, and pulled the bow string to the full moon, shooting at the distant Ruzumi Mountain Buddha who was nearly three feet tall.

There was no arrow on the string, just a false hair, but at the next moment, a very deep rift appeared on the chest of the Buddha of Xumi Mountain. Golden liquid continued to flow from the rift, shaped like a bow.

Ning Que killed the Buddha with a string.

Finally at the city gate, there are still Buddhas everywhere in his body. Those Buddhas shed a lot of blood, and the blood turned into countless lights, illuminating the simple city gate of Chaoyang City clearly.

In the thousands of Buddhist lights, Sang Sang's face became more and more pale-the Buddha's means was all business, and all the Buddhas killed the sky with the Buddha's light. These Buddha's lights were the things she was most afraid of.

Ning Que clearly felt her pain. His heart trembled and even began to ache, but he ignored it and did not comfort her and continued to rush towards the wilderness outside the city gate.

The left hand holds the iron bow, the right hand pulls the string, buzzing, as if the string is broken, and it seems that someone is playing cotton, and there are countless cracks on the Buddha around the city gate, and then die.

Buddhism oozes out of those cracks, pervades the field, and becomes more and more dense. Sang Sang's brows are getting tighter and tighter, and more and more blood is being sprayed out.

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Sang Sang awakened, looked at the bottom of the dark hole, silent, his eyes a little bleak, I didn't know what to think.

Ning Que held her in her arms and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sang Sang said: "I had a nightmare."

Ning Que froze and forced a smile, asking: "This is new, what did you dream of?"

Haotian can't dream, only ordinary people can dream.

Starting to dream shows that she is beginning to become a real mortal, whether it is the red dust that the Confucius left in her body, or the three poisons that the Buddha planted in her body are becoming stronger and stronger.

"I dreamed of a lot of Buddhas. They picked up knives and cut them on their faces and bodies to make themselves bleed. They squeezed the wounds hard, wanting the blood to flow faster, with no pain on their faces, and some The Buddha is burning firewood, trying to make the blood evaporate faster, and even some Buddha jumped up from the cliff. "

Sang Sang had no expression on his face, but there was fear in his eyes.

Ning Que thought about the pictures when he killed the Chaoyang City Gate. The fingers became slightly cool.

Sang Sang is very weak now. This world full of Buddha light is too terrible for her.

"Hold on again." He gently stroked her back.

"If I go on like this, I will die."

Sang Sang still had no expression on his face, except for fear in his eyes. More pain.

Death means the end, and is always a deep sleep. For any self-conscious existence, this is the most terrifying thing. She never thought that she would die, so she never feared until now.

Ning Que said: "I will not let you die."

Sang Sang said: "You have said this many times. It has no meaning other than comforting yourself."

Ning Que looked into her eyes and said: "The ending of the story should not be like this. Since we have already woken up. Then we must be able to find a way to leave."

Sang Sang said: "You have said before that this is not the story in the book."

Ning Que said: "No matter what the story is, in short I am the hero, you are the heroine. Then we should not die."

"Maybe, in this story. We are just supporting actors."

Sang Sang looked at the dark night sky outside the cave, and looked at the light of the Buddha gradually spreading away from the wilderness, listening to the gradually clear sounds, saying, "Because this is the story of Buddha."

Ning Que was silent for a long time, and said, "You can stay for a while for a while."

Sang Sang turned away and continued to sleep.

Ning Que sat on her side, looking at her frowning from time to time, some aggrieved lips, a painful expression, feeling very sore, reaching out to smooth her brow.

When Sang Sang was awake, he never showed a painful expression.

Leaving the cave early in the morning, according to the original plan, continue to walk south, and did not take long to enter the dense forest and deep forest.

Ning Que's mood was slightly relaxed, and I thought that this place is so deserted, it is impossible to look around like the Chaoyang City. There are Buddhas everywhere and Buddha lights everywhere.

There is nothing wrong with his thinking, but it is not accurate enough.

There are indeed not so many Buddhas in the deep forest of the south, but there are still Buddhas. The woodman who met on the mountain road is a Buddha. Late at night, there are Buddhas riding on the giant tigers.

Ning Que continued to kill the Buddha, killing very hard, more and more injuries on his body, Sang Sang also became weaker and weaker, under the torture of the three poisons, his face pale as snow.

In order to relax, he began to sing the song of the black pig again. Sang Sang was very upset and wanted to look black, but his face was too white and had no deterrent effect at all.

She shouted angrily: "You will only bully me while I am weak!"

Ning Que reached out and patted her buttocks, saying, "The reason is undisputed. It is the Buddha who poisoned you. It has nothing to do with me. I bully you, but I can't take advantage of it."

Just then, a wild black boar jumped out of the forest ~ www.readwn.com ~ The wild boar looked silly at Ning Que, probably feeling the danger, and hurried away.

Sang Sang said weakly: "The crow landed on the back of the pig, and both the bald donkey and the college were blackhearted thieves."

Just listening to the groaning of Ga, a black crow came flying and landed somewhere in the forest. After a while, the wild boar covered with black mud came out of the forest with frustration.

The black crow stood on its back, flaunting its power.

Sang Sang said: "Eat pork at night."

Ning Que said angrily: "The crow fell on the pig's back. You are on my back. Am I the pig?"

Sang Sang leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "If you are not a pig, why are you here?"

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