Chapter 1118

"Kazam..."

"Kazam..."

"Kazam..."

Many people may not pay attention to the detail that when you are watching others eat, your mouth will instinctively secrete water.

And the more delicious the person in the field of vision eats, the more saliva is secreted.

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little Lori just looked at half of her face lying on the edge of the pit and ate one mouthful at a time.

Although his movements look very indecent and his food is even more indecent, the whole picture still gives people a sense of ritual like eating a candlelight dinner in a western restaurant.

"Ah..."

Half face took out half arm, directly a swing, threw in front of little Lori.

I'm afraid. It's impossible to be afraid. After all, little Lori has seen big waves. This picture is not suitable for her.

Just,

What does that mean for the other party?

"Good things No? "

Half face looks at little Lori with interest.

There was no blood on the corners of his mouth. In fact, no blood splashed out in the whole process.

Little Lori eyebrows a pick, she is weak or weak, especially in the past two years, in addition to the side of a more able to fight a little boyfriend, plus a tongue, there is no strong point.

But at this time, the necessary gall color is not lacking.

I dare to sell the public assets at a low price just after I became the leader of the factory.

Pick up the arm,

don't hesitate,

take a big bite directly.

Hiss

There is no smell of blood, no nausea, but the taste is instant, fragrant and silky.

This taste, and white chocolate almost, and a big bite down, not greasy at all.

A woman seems to be a human, but in fact, she is not a human, and there is no pure sense of flesh and blood. You can even think of her as an energy body with self-consciousness.

It's like a human shaped Schlegel;

half face continues to eat leisurely,

deep voice:

"is it delicious?"

"Delicious."

Little Lori took the elbow in her hand. Oh no, it's the arm. It's more than half of it.

"Good to eat Ha ha Full Good way to go... "

“…………” Little Lori.

"Don't be afraid It's not about you. "

Little Lori stared at half of her face.

"It's not Say me. "

…………

"Ah ah ah!"

"The air is really fresh, comfortable and comfortable."

Next to him, Lao Zhang's eyes turned red and muttered: "it's starting."

Bodhisattva shows that even though a ray of Buddha light appears on the top of the hospital, this kind of aura and rehearsal is far enough to affect people.

Enough, let the lawyer an and others in the hotel feel it.

Buddhism stresses the "equality of all living beings",

all living beings here,

refers not only to living things, but also to the dead.

So, the influence of Bodhisattva's appearance can be felt by lawyer an. The peace of mind and the peace of heart are really comfortable.

However, compared with lawyer an's unwillingness to stretch,

Zhang's head is much more depressed.

Bodhisattva has come. Next,

maybe Mars has hit the earth.

To be honest, he didn't care much about the outcome and direction of the match at the moment. He meant to go further and earn more fortune for Lao Zhang's family. But if he wanted to use his grandson's life as a bargaining chip, what would he do?

Lawyer an is too lazy to comfort Lao Zhang. It's time to say nothing.

He just wants to enjoy the peace in his heart at this time.

he is a very impetuous person, eager for quick success and instant benefits, and eager for profit.

so at this moment, although he borrows the light of Bodhisattva, he doesn't want to waste any.

"Well, shush."

…………………

The Taishan Mountain in the middle of hell has been vacant for a long time. It's not a secret in the middle and upper layers of hell.

It's no wonder that other people can only blame this millennium, Bodhisattva's work and rest are too regular.

When to water the flowers, when to salute the Buddha, when you can see people shaking on the top of Mount Tai from afar. For thousands of years, it has become a fixed number.The longer the rule is maintained, the greater the chain reaction will be when it is broken.

"Wow Hua la Whoa... "

It will rain in hell, too;

it's just that the rain in hell is different from the rain in the sun. The rain in the sun is a manifestation of water cycle and a factor of climate change. The rain in the hell is a phenomenon formed after the accumulation of resentment.

Of course, in the underworld, the existence of anything can not be equated with that of the sun, except that the form of expression is very similar to the rain in the sun, it does not have the effect of nourishing the earth.

At this time,

at the foot of Mount Tai,

the rain is torrential.

Wearing a red sweater, Da Changqiu stands at the foot of the mountain, beside which stands a second-largest waiter. Behind them, a man holds a big umbrella to protect them from the rain.

If you look at it carefully, you can find that those who support and disperse are familiar with each other. That's right, Feng Si.

When you get something, you often lose something.

Feng si used to rely on his own "beauty value" to leap to success. He was really envious of others. But now, he can only stand here to support the two real masters of hell.

Da Changqiu once joked that if he wanted to give Feng Sidan an an independent official post, he would be called an umbrella holding doctor.

This is not humiliation. At least, countless people are really envious of Feng Si's honor and treatment at this time.

As for whether Feng Si feels happy or satisfied in his heart, it's not clear. In a word, what he has on his face is always fear.

"Brother, your clothes are very unique."

Ten fingers connect with one's heart. The relationship between the regular attendants is excellent. When they talk, they are very casual.

"Well, it's hand woven by Xiao Jiu. It's not suitable if you don't wear it."

"No wonder, no wonder."

"Ha ha, don't laugh. It's your turn."

Da Changqiu reaches out his hand and gently drags the big red sweater on his body. To be honest, the official uniforms on their bodies were originally of dark color, which can give people a feeling of softness and depression.

Now I put on a big red sweater which is not worn in the rural areas of Yangjian. It looks so different.

It's just that Da Changqiu dislikes it on his mouth, and he still likes it in his heart.

"I don't think it's raining here in Mount Tai."

"After all, this is the Bodhisattva's Dharma field. With him here, those grievances are dissipated by the Buddha's light before they get close to here. Since they can't gather together, they can't afford to rain."

"Brother, but now, it's down."

"I'm not blind."

"Is something going to happen?"

"Don't you all know that."

"I can't hold it. We little ones are late in wisdom. As soon as we remember something, we will recognize you and add a Bodhisattva."

"Ah, he is just in time. In those days, some people in Yinsi liked to rumor that our brothers were all wolf cubs raised by Bodhisattva.

In fact, it's nothing more than that he found us first. It's nothing more than raising, helping, or holding a rope and pulling our necks in his hands.

If you think it's not time, tighten it up; if you think it's time, let go and give us a whiplash. "

"All I know is that he always seems to want to put a real fairy on the offering table."

Da Changqiu glanced at the second child, smiled and said,

:

"but the things on the table are not used for long-term worship. Since the day when they were molded, they are doomed to the final result, that is, they are pushed down and smashed.

Most temples and ancient temples in Yangjian cannot live without this fate.

In ancient times, all the immortals arranged for the Yellow Emperor to fly up when his life was over. Who knows that the man's temper was so irascible that he didn't pay attention to all the immortals.

Of course, later events have proved that he really has the kind of qualification that no one should pay attention to.

Xuanyuan sword fell down, and there is no immortal in the world since then;

before being killed and falling down, the fairy King struggled to reach out to the sky with his hands, and made the last angry roar.

And we, in fact, are the hands of the fairy king. In the ten fingers, there is the unwillingness and anger of the immortals.

It's true that they should be angry. They regard the world as their own chessboard, with various layouts and manipulations. They have played for countless years, pumping water from the world for their own use from time to time.

But I didn't expect that there was really a cruel man in the world, so I turned them all over when I came up. "

"At least it's the finger of the fairy king. How can you tell me that my brothers are so humble?"

"Yes, when the Immortal King was beheaded by others, when they were gone, we came back and were beheaded again by the general under their hands.

When the general is gone, let's think about the end of the day?As a result, the general suddenly appeared again and forced one of our brothers to make his own decision.

Hey, I'm thinking, we're from a family. It seems there's nothing to boast about, right?

On the contrary, how do you think it's hard? "

"As if, it is."

"Oh, look first."

"Elder brother, you say, can Bodhisattva pass this time?"

"Hard to say."

"Not at all?"

"It's beginning to rain in the boundary of Mount Tai. There's really nothing impossible."

"Then what shall we do?"

"What do you say?"

"If the Bodhisattva comes back, our nephew will play lanterns as usual; if he doesn't come back, to be honest, the elder brothers have already thought of pushing the small temple to build a big palace."

Big long autumn long sigh, heart tired.

"What's the matter, brother?"

"If the Bodhisattva doesn't come back."

Big long Chou Dun, licked his lips, and suddenly his voice became hoarse. He continued:

"there must be others coming back."