Chapter 963

In the ear,

is the sound of wind,

in the chest,

because of this huge penetrating injury, there is also the whistling of wind.

Those winds,

shuttle, collide and revolve in their own bones and bodies, which seems to ring the prologue of symphony.

But for me,

is the final note.

The old monkey knew that

he was over, and that

he was over. After so long,

he couldn't go on.

Before death, people seem to habitually ignore the flow of time, and many pictures will appear in their minds;

it's like a judge will make a summary of you before executing a judgment on a person;

at this moment,

when falling from the body of the yama Dharma,

the old monkey's eyes that gradually lose their brilliance,

it seems that he saw one in that summer night A man in white came to the forest. At that time,

he and the mountain moving coolie fought for a spring in the forest.

The man appeared,

he said,

don't worry,

he came to help mediate.

Then,

he beat himself and coolie.

At the end of mediation,

Lingquan returned to him,

later,

he built a thatched house beside Lingquan.

At that time, he and Qianshan coolie were both under age, just because of their blood, they were also the generation that could not be underestimated among the local monsters.

Seeing such a fairyland middle-aged man appear,

and the other side is so fierce,

after beating himself and the mountain moving coolie,

kneels at his feet,

cries out to the "immortal" to accept us.

Then,

he beat himself and coolie again.

He said,

don't mention the word "immortal" with him,

the word "immortal" is just a fart and stinks.

However,

he said,

one can be accepted, which is the rule, only one can be accepted.

He said he didn't like the rule either, adding that it took him a long time to overcome his allergy to hair.

But the rules were set by his ancestors. There was no way.

He felt that his previous generation, his previous generation, his previous generation might not like monkeys, but who is the oldest ancestor.

The best way to catch monkeys from generation to generation is not to duplicate them.

He said it took him a long time to find himself and move.

He was helpless and disgusted, sighing;

make do with it.

He threw a firefly into the old forest, waved his hand, picked up a pot of wine, poured it and drank it himself,

at the same time, he said with a smile:

"go find it."

His smile is like a vicious dog, which bumps into the heartstrings of himself and the mountain moving;

he and the mountain moving coolie are really like two hounds, running into the forest together and starting to find.

Three days later,

grabs the firefly and comes out cheerfully;

the coolie is down in the dumps;

but he says,

"what he wants is the one he can't find."

Then,

he accepted the coolie of moving mountains.

I am very confused. Up to now, I can't understand,

What's wrong with me,

will be treated differently like this?

It's a game, winning or losing depends on his thinking;

that summer,

caught a firefly by himself,

but lost the tomorrow he wanted.

He lived in the woods for ten years. Although he didn't accept himself,

he usually taught himself and the coolie of moving mountains equally.

I've tried my best to make up for it,

to make progress,

I want to squeeze out the hard work of moving mountains and try to replace it,

or,

let him break the rules and accept them!

But ten years later,

he is leaving,

he takes away the coolie of moving mountains,

he leaves himself.

It was also a summer night,

he did not soar to the sky like a fairy, but went down directly,He also said that he liked heaven, but the sky was too broken, and the house was expensive. Pavilions, pavilions, waterside pavilions and singing platforms were all deceptive advertisements, and the timing was all old and small.

He also said that he felt that the ground was a bit dreary, but who told him that his industry was underground? After ten years of playing, he had nothing to do. Alas, he could only go back to inherit the whole hell's family property;

he said: bitter, bitter.

He is the king of hell,

his family,

for generations,

is in charge of hell,

is in charge of yin and Yang.

He left, and so did coolie, who sat in front of the hut for three days and three nights.

I can't think about it.

even though thousands of years have passed,

I still can't think about it.

Why didn't I choose myself?

Why?

Why?

In the end What's the difference?

I'm so smart!

If what he took away at that time was himself and what he left behind was the coolie of moving mountains,

he has confidence,

now, he is still the king of hell!

The last time I met him,

he was gone,

what he came back was the mountain moving coolie,

the mountain moving coolie said that he had left, and after listening to the Buddha's words, he left.

Then,

beat the coolie to move the mountain.

Moving mountain coolie stood there and didn't move,

he beat himself.

In fact, it's hard to say when I was a child about fighting, but when I grow up, I really can't beat that moving coolie. Look at the name, I'm sure I can't.

Then,

coolie also left. Before leaving, he said that he should guard what he left behind.

What's the use of keeping things when others are gone?

Over the years,

the campfire in summer night in youth,

the carp in winter pond in old age.

The only relief is that

he is still

I have been puzzled and deeply puzzled. It's not only why I didn't choose myself, but also why he ended up.

It's more unbelievable than when the primary election moves coolie not to choose himself!

Now,

seems to be with the rapid passage of their own vitality,

with their own death knell has begun to ring,

still can't understand,

but it seems A little bearish.

A lot of things, when you see flowers in the fog, are fuzzy, not true, but can be seen more clearly when you look down.

The old monkey smiled, and lay on the ground,

fell into the muddy swamp,

the black and muddy rain washed his decadent body over and over again.

"Ah..."

It's not a scream,

it's not a moan,

it's not an unconscious lament,

in this sound,

with,

it's insight.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Yan Wang's Dharma body slowly stood up,

in the distance,

middle-aged man also slowly stood up,

he clapped his hands,

tidied up his collar,

his huge body raised his feet,

stepped on the chest of the old monkey.

"Your time is long over. What else can you come out to join us?"

The voice,

is sent out from lawyer an's mouth,

lawyer an at this time,

stands beside the old monkey's body,

almost faces the old monkey's ears.

The old monkey just continued to laugh, and the laughter was weak.

Lawyer an's eyes are full of panic. He thinks it's ridiculous. The one who is

is really the king of hell!

"Mount Tai has collapsed, and the prince has died."

When the old monkey heard the words,

his huge body gave a shiver,

retorted forcefully:

"Mount Tai Immortality. "

The middle-aged man also smiled, his eyes began to slowly upward, began to pursue the black figure.

In those years,

thought he had been banished forever, but he was still alive.

Don't you want to find the last Taishan?

it's a good chance,I got mixed up with this monkey.

The two, old and young, huddled together for warmth, didn't they?

It's a good match.

At the same time,

is ridiculous.

The middle-aged man raised his hand,

Yama's Dharma body raised his hand,

lawyer an also raised his hand,

a black sky slowly rolled down,

blocked the space that the black figure wanted to move,

now that he came out,

don't go any more,

you mad dog,

must also end here.

Poisons belonging to Mount Tai must be cleaned up!

In this way,

this time of returning Yang,

there are many things to do,

I wanted to help listen and take a snack back,

I didn't expect that there would be two unexpected gains,

interesting,

interesting,

just like this guy who wears guilt,

can make me feel happy.

"It's the reincarnation of the monarch who appears in front of the king. Believe it or not, the king still has the ability to let him know:

what is the vicissitudes of life,

what is the vicissitudes of time,

what is the difference between man and nature!

Stage,

doesn't belong to you anymore,

either,

roll down by yourself,

or,

get kicked down! "

The lawyer shouted these words loudly,

then,

he saw the old monkey raised his hand,

as long as the hand fell down,

he would be smashed into clay,

even under the terrible wind,

his soul would not be spared.

Lawyer an is flustered.

he wants to call himself wrong. He can't help calling himself, but he can't control his body at all.

"The villain who is seeking glory from the seller Steal the high-ranking calf, just you, also want to learn from our old monkey family to bathe the monkey and crown it? "

The old monkey's thug slowly put down, and put it on lawyer an's side.

Attorney Ann breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ten halls, Yan Wang, ha ha, yin and yang are going to change, even I know that yin and yang are going to change.

What are you then? "

The middle-aged man was not angry, but was very calm and said:

"I won't bother you about my king's business. You can't see that day any more.

Go on,

your limit has arrived,

go on and look for it,

maybe you can find the last generation of waste. "

As he spoke,

the middle-aged man suddenly "Oh", smiled:

"Oh, almost forgot, next, it's in my charge."

"Waste What? "

"It's time to protect the heart of the Lord?"

"Waste What? "

"What is a good card, not a waste?"

"You Good. "

Yama's Dharma body grasped the black figure on it. It was caught. It was already caught.

"I want Go down... "

The old monkey suddenly sighed.

"Yes?" Asked the middle-aged man.

"I dare not go down Because Because he said He said he was in charge. "

Smell words,

the consciousness of the middle-aged man began to spread rapidly,

the old monkey is not saying to himself!

"Boom!"

At the same time,

the old monkey used his last strength,

his broken chest,

shouted in a hoarse voice:

"I just want to A request Let him Leave it alone It's too dark below I'm afraid of the dark

Let him Accompany me Go down together Let's have a company... "

In the distant mountain depression,

boss Zhou, who has been wet by heavy rain for a long time,

nodded,

said:

"OK."