Chapter 479

"It's almost over."

The toad head monk said while picking the earwax with his little thumb. Then he put his finger on his mouth and blew it.

"For a long time."

The dark girl was very unhappy, and continued:

"it's really rude for the host to let the guests wait so long at the door.

The flowers in my garden are more punctual than they are. They will bloom whenever they want. "

"Hey, there are not many people left to treat."

The monk stood up and stretched himself.

"Well?"

"Wait a little longer. When it's all over, let's consider whether we should go in and visit the new owner.

The underground of Xuzhou has changed its color

"Is it discolored? Is it all dead? "

"Almost. But there's something interesting. There seems to be something wrong with the man who cut three bodies."

"You Taoists and Buddhists are just strange. There are many twists and turns."

"There are not many twists and turns. How can we let people study for a lifetime? It means that you have been circling inside. It seems that you understand a lot, but actually you still don't understand anything.

When you plant your mother-in-law, you are actually cutting off your past, but you have not found it. "

"In this way, if I want to cut three corpses or remove the demons one day, will I just bury a monk like you or find another ox nose and plant it?"

"Amitabha, Amitabha," said the monk with a trembling face and hands

The monk was really scared,

because he thought,

at the beginning, the girl probably said similar things to her mother-in-law,

but the monk thought that her mother-in-law might have thought she was a lovely and simple child, and she might have touched her head and smiled at her,

when she had been buried in the soil and planted,

maybe her mother-in-law To understand that this girl is not just talking.

After patting the sleeves,

tidied up the cassock,

the monk with the head of a leper seemed a little solemn,

"are you going in?"

The swarthy girl shook her head and said, "when checking the inventory and preparing to deliver the flowers to the orderer, she found that the plantation in Tongcheng had been destroyed."

"Ah, that was a long time ago, wasn't it?"

"Yes, but I forgot that people plant so many flowers and plants every day. How can they remember so many things clearly?"

"No, I remember that I reminded you at that time. A piece of paper that I left there was destroyed. All the greedy, hateful and crazy people that I left intentionally came back, almost destroyed my retreat and cultivation."

"Oh, yes?"

"I remember you sent someone to investigate."

"Oh, yes?"

"Yes!"

"Then I forget. You know, I have to plant so many people every day. I thought it was my carelessness to grow more people. How could I remember all of them?"

"Whoo..."

With a long sigh of relief,

monk Shaotou decided that where the girl would be in the future, he would immediately give up and never join her.

Otherwise, I don't know when I will be planted.

…………

Why, why, why is that!

Why don't you cut it!

Why not cut it off!

The man in the black sweater stood at the back, clenched his fists tightly, and wished he could rush up and twist the two heads together.

But the pen, the damned pen, began to tremble with excitement as if it were a knock on a medicine.

the pain on the wound was the second thing.

he could bear even the cannon of the soul.

the most important thing was that

he sensed the irony and gloating emotions from the pen.

it seemed that he intended to respond What I said to it before.

It,

mocks itself!

How could it be!

At this time, the two people who had been sitting on malouzi stood up together,

it was like the end of the saltfish symposium,

they reached an important consensus, achieved significant exchange results, and further understood the bilateral relations.

Zhou Ze stood in the same place,

looking at himself in front of him, he was slowly approaching,

the crowd was surging,The two of them seem to be separate and different.

He went to himself,

and into himself.

In the end,

gradually began to merge with themselves.

At the end of fusion,

it seems that he left a sentence: "stop here, wake up..."

voice,

as like as two peas,

dissipates,

has the same kind of herself.

This time, it's not killing, it's not destroying, it's a fusion.

It's like two sides of a saltfish,

it's still a saltfish.

There is no superposed change in power,

for Zhou Ze,

this dream,

is more like a thought,

is a new choice.

He still chose the present self and the present life. When the distance is too far away, it becomes less difficult for people to accept.

Zhou Ze liked this saying very much. It is said that it was said by Gao Xiaosong's mother, and then Gao Xiaosong wrote it into the song.

The number of people on the street is becoming less and less. It seems that the pedestrian street in its heyday has also begun to decline.

In the sky,

it began to snow, the less people there were, the more snow there was.

Zhou Ze lowered his head and stayed for a while. When he raised his head again, all the people on the street disappeared.

Around the ring gauge,

is very clear, obviously,

as if the vast land is white, there is only himself and him.

Not far away from yinggou, there is also a roasted sweet potato stall, and the owner of the stall is gone, but the two gasoline barrels are still smoking hot white smoke.

Yinggou is wearing a black sweater, and most of his face is hidden under the brim.

After a long time of looking at each other,

the winning hook is:

"are you still going?"

It's a pity, but also a blessing, that three corpses have not been cut clean.

The number of Dayan is fifty, of which there are nine out of forty.

Perhaps,

perfection itself is a kind of incompleteness.

Zhou Ze touched his pocket and forgot to bring a cigarette.

But it's a dream here,

once more, I felt my pocket,

I felt a pack of cigarettes.

In dreams, it's good.

Take out two cigarettes,

Zhou Ze loses one of the winning hooks standing across the road,

the winning hook is not connected,

the cigarettes fall at his feet.

He was holding his fist,

his body was shivering,

it was obvious that his anger was suppressed to the extreme.

This mentally retarded person,

he,

he,

he gave himself a cigarette?

Coffee,

newspaper,

with sugar,

with cigarettes?

as like as two peas,

let her face show up.

, because of the coexistence of souls,

's face is just like Zhou Ze's face.

"Believe it or not, I'm in such a rush that I'm going to finish the fight with you?"

"I believe it."

"Pa!"

Zhou Ze ignited the cigarette with a lighter and puffed out a cigarette ring.

"Ha ha, but when you really want to drag me down, you won't say it."

Win hook eyes micro coagulation.

Zhou Ze reached out to shake the ashes and continued:

"many people envy the lazy and aimless life and want to be a saltfish;

but they have the pressure of life, family and secular ethics;

they have the heart, but they can't help themselves.

The ones who can really be comfortable salted fish are basically those who have mines at home. "

Yinggou listened quietly, silent.

"Think about it differently. Fortunately, I have you in my body. Otherwise, I can't be so comfortable these days."

Zhou Ze has come straight to the point,

oh no,

it's a straight start.

Cutting three corpses failed to achieve complete success, but it was not unproductive.

"Hey, you know, there's a lawyer in our bookstore who likes to give people chicken blood.

I just experienced his feeling, sitting opposite me and watching me in the sun.

but since that night, when the * * was separated from the door of the Public Security Bureau,He never said anything to me again. "

Zhou Ze shrugs his shoulders,

points to the winning hook,

"you know why."

Win hook still doesn't speak,

he is too angry to speak.

"With you in my body, I'm just a little more comfortable, but I'm a little bit salty." isn't it too sorry for me

He left his cigarette butts, stretched out his feet and stepped on the ground, and even in his dreams, boss Zhou abided by the public morality.

Last time, when I didn't wait for the red light to cross the road without walking on the sidewalk, I got a lesson from shirizi. It's too big.

"Finished?"

Asked the winner.

"No, there's another word."

Zhou Ze waved at the winning hook:

"an."

…………

The leather pants woman looked at Zhou Ze in horror, who was walking towards her. She forgot to resist,

forgot to resist,

even,

she didn't even have the courage to move.

She has already confessed her life.

she has been completely conquered by fear. She has been flogged again and again. At this time, she has not broken down, which is precious.

When Zhou Ze came to her, they were opposite,

the distance was less than a decimeter,

the leather pants girl could feel the humidity and temperature of Zhou Ze's breath on her face,

but she,

unconsciously held her breath,

even this point,

dare not offend him!

Zhou Ze put his head on the shoulder of the leather pants girl, and the body of the leather pants girl shivered, but she still didn't dare to move,

the original delicate and tasteful face,

at this time, she was already soaked in tears.

Fear,

helplessness,

who would have thought,

ghost difference could also have such emotions?

After all,

we are all people who have died once.

However,

the expected attack and pain did not appear,

"pa!"

The leather pants woman felt that she was tightly wrapped in the leather pants and was slapped fiercely at the round position,

the meat wave was rolling.

The man chuckled:

"don't say,

women wear leather pants, and they feel very good."

The leather pants girl summoned up the last bit of courage,

slightly turned her side of her head,

found this horrible man,

at this time, she even opened her eyes,

no longer closed her eyes as before, like sleepwalking.

"Warbler, warbler!"

Zhou Ze beckoned to the warbler on the other side of the pond.

"What's the matter, boss!"

"Go back and make the whole suit."

"All right, boss!"

On the way to Wuming,

the dragon is almost unconscious