Three Burials of the Tang Dynasty with Bronze Head and Iron Arm[Comprehensive English and American]

Batman rode the clouds and arrived at Arkham in a short while. The somersault cloud in the shape of a bat dart understands human nature, and when it reaches the boundary, it gathers and solidifies, turning into a black cloak like bat wings, obediently wrapping the powerful master Sexy body.

But at this moment, Bruce stopped.

Arkham Asylum, as a prison for some super villains, is dead all year round, full of pungent disinfectant smell, Batman is used to it, but now...

The golden light shines in the sky, the Buddha's voice curls up, the golden dragon hovers, the phoenix screams loudly, and the golden lotus blooms slowly in the mid-air. Countless golden streamers turn into solid scriptures, from a dark corner of Arkham rising.

This is the golden light of merit, which cannot be seen by ordinary people, but Bruce and Jason have embarked on the road of cultivation and opened their eyes, so they can glimpse the golden light of merit that educates all living beings.

Batman's pale lips were pursed together, and he roughly understood Jason's confidence in coming to Arkham against his will, and he knew that Sanbu must be with him at this moment, so there was such a vision.

Thinking back to the Westward Journey, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, not wanting to hear the sound of reading aloud as soon as he stepped into Arkham, carrying an incomparably strange magical power to his ears.

"Be proud of loving the motherland, and be ashamed of harming the motherland!"

Batman paused, and a question mark appeared above his head: "?"

Over there, he continued to read passionately:

"Be proud of serving the people, and be ashamed of betraying the people!"

"Be proud of advocating science, and be ashamed of being ignorant!"

Batman: "..."

Batman: "..."

Batman: "..."

Although the Chinese pronunciation is not very standard, but the intonation is cadenced, and the meaning is basically fluent. The most important thing is that it is as neat as a primary school student reading a text, and the emotion is extremely rich.

He distinguished his voice expressionlessly.

Bane, Killer Crocodile, Harley Quinn, Penguin...

Hearing the Riddler, suddenly there was a trembling bass voice, who seemed to be called by name, and shouted with a strong desire for survival: "Communism is good! Mage! Mage, I really didn't get distracted! Listen to my sophistry!" Mage!"

Then there was a hoarse howl.

Batman: "..." What the hell happened?

He walked two steps closer, and heard the clown's extremely sharp and sharp voice, recognizable as the suona mixed in the lute, zither and piano, with a taste of gnashing his teeth, and read: "Destroy the four evils, pay attention to hygiene, be active and willing to learn Lei Feng, the reform and opening up of Arkham, the group pets the big bat..."

After reading this, the clown finally couldn't take it anymore, and shouted with a broken face: "The little bat is mine——! Mine!"

Batman's face was ashen, and his brows were twisted into a Sichuan character.

Before he had time to express his thoughts on this, he heard Robin's ridicule and the angry voice of the three-buried mage.

"Hetui! I'll unscrew your head, believe it or not!"

The mage said with disdain: "You green-haired monster, you don't go to pee and look in the mirror. He is a Batman, beautiful, and a lady, how can he fall in love with you, a monster!"

When the clown heard this sentence, he immediately burst into anger, but unfortunately he couldn't refute it, so he could only save the country with curves, frantically slandering Clark, and shouted angrily: "That Superman is not worthy!"

Mage: "He is handsome."

Clown: "What's the difference between his color scheme and mine!"

Mage: "He is handsome."

The clown continued: "And he has no brains!"

The mage took a deep breath, his eyes stared like copper bells, and said impatiently: "He is handsome, do you understand? He is handsome even if he wears a sack. What happened to the three primary colors? What can the Sajia do? Of course forgive He! Shut up, you!"

The clown was sweating profusely, panting, completely despairing of this face-seeking world, and stopped talking angrily.

The mage was full of anger, turned his head to look at the other villains who were gloating at the show, and said, "Have you recited all the eight honors and eight disgraces? How can you be so busy watching other people's jokes! Let the Sajia continue!"

After all, he looked around, pointed at a group of villains who were as quiet as chickens, squeezed his wrist, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know which of the four evils are?"

The scarecrow, who was almost brainwashed by the heart-cleaning spell and became a monk on the spot, fluttered to the side tremblingly, touched the root of his troubles with lingering fear, squeezed together with the penguin and the riddle man, pointed at the clown and said, "He, plus The three of us!"

The mage nodded in satisfaction, and asked again: "Not bad, not bad, which one of the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces did the Sa family emphasize?"

The Scarecrow racked his brains, and said in a hurry: "Be proud of being charitable and charitable, and ashamed of harming bats!"

"Forget it, even if you pass the test, replace it!"

Seeing the scarecrow floating in front of his body with relief, the mage was very relieved, and said: "Without correct political views, it means that you have no soul, and without a soul, you want to die. Just now, Sajia also told you I read some communist scriptures, remember?"

The villains were stunned for a moment, recalling the Great Compassion Mantra half an hour ago that had indiscriminate damage in the range, and their expressions changed immediately.

Death is not terrible, because death is never the end. What is terrible is that the soul is held in the hands of the mage, and it will endure this terrible torture without end and forever.

Listen to what Master said, the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces and the core values ​​of socialism are just the beginning. In the future, what are the five and three kings and queens, Xue Jinxing and Xiao Xiurong, and the quotations of Mao/Chairman/Chairman...

Villain: "!!!!!!"

The villains looked at each other in blank dismay, terrified.

So when Batman quietly sneaked into the Arkham Hall, what he saw was such a shocking scene.

Bane, Killer Crocodile, Harley Quinn, Penguin... All the familiar villains, good friends in body form a circle hand in hand, while the souls sit neatly cross-legged with peaceful faces, pinching their orchid fingers and chanting in unison. :

"Communism is good, communism is a treasure, we are the successors of communism, we don't take needles from the masses!"

"Our goal is, under the guidance of Batman's quotations, to organically combine the governance of Gotham by law with the governance of Arkham by virtue, and integrate the construction of pet bats, self-surrender construction, environmental protection construction, and the construction of pit teammates. Become the overall layout of the harmonious construction of Gotham communism!"

In the end, the villains cried bitterly: "Please don't worry about the organization! I will definitely change my past and start a new life in the future!"

San Zan smiled compassionately, put down the heavy machine gun that was pointing at the villain's lower body, and said, "Amitabha."

Jason pulled the corners of his mouth down, and hid the powerful depilatory that was about to apply on the villain's head, and said, "Amitabha."

The villains breathed a sigh of relief.

Batman was silent: "..."

Amitabha.

After the mage finished training the villain, he saw a huge black bat squatting on top of his head, looking down from above.

The villains were overjoyed: "Batman help!"

This sentence is full of slots, and there is nothing to vomit. In short, Batman immediately pierced a cold eye knife.

The villains were taken aback by his gloomy white goggles, and for some reason Batman looked scarier than usual today, and suddenly became quiet as a chicken again.

After a while, the communist brilliance defeated Batman's low pressure in a landslide victory, and the villains whispered, "...help me, love you, chum."

Escape the three-in-a-row.

Batman's face was livid and expressionless.

The villains are in constant turmoil, but under the insightful eyes of the Buddha, what you see is the truth, the handsome face under the black mask, the sexy thin lips, and the wide shoulders, thin waist, hips and long legs...

With tears in his eyes, the sorcerer said in his heart: If the Sa family had a son with the king, it would probably be so graceful!

The lord of the country is as beautiful as a peony, the most beautiful woman in the world, and her pair of phoenix eyes are full of affection. There is no other woman in this world who can compare with her.Looking at the master himself again, he has delicate features and a hulking back. Such a cub born from the combination of a pair of people must be as beautiful and charming as Batman.

The mage shook his head, suppressed the bold thoughts in his heart, and asked, "Why do you have the time to wander around here?"

Batman looked at Jason. With the second-generation Robin getting more irritable and restless, he overturned his original guess and asked, "Why are you here?"

Before Jason could speak, the mage said frankly: "Revenge, whoever beats the grandson of the Sa family, he will not be able to give birth to grandchildren if the Sa family beats him."

Batman: "...so what's going on?"

Since Jason and the mage didn't kill anyone, this sentence refers to the same style as this cult brainwashing scene.

The mage was confident and confident: "This kind of villain is full of black air, before the Sa family took a look, he knew that they must have committed a lot of crimes. The ghosts around here are complaining, and the Sa family is looking for it. It may be too cheap for him to die like this. "

He raised his chin and said meaningfully to the villains: "Don't think that everything ends when a person dies. King Yama holds the book of life and death in his hand, and takes a photo in front of the evil mirror. He does evil in life and pays after death. Eighteen levels of hell The reform through labor is still waiting, the hell of pulling tongues out, and frying pans on mountains of knives are trivial things, and in the next life, I may be a cow or a horse, a turtle crawling in the water, and stewing soup for the victims."

The clown with appropriate color has a bad look and holds a grudge.jpg

Master: "What are you looking at, there are people above the Sa family!"

Batman digested the new information, and looked at Jason beside him without saying a word, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Jason's words were concise and firm, "I think you're right. Batman can't kill, and neither can Robin."

On the left side of his face was attack, and on the right side was revenge, and in the tone of not running away after the fall, he paused every word and said meaningfully: "I want to use love and sincerity, use Wu San and Wang Houxiong to influence They, aren't they, mages?"

Master: "Uh... Amitabha, so good."

The thing is like this, x minutes ago, Sanbu gathered the big and small villains together, and prepared to pack them up and send them to King Yama.

Villain: Batman, help!

Master: Kiss, I suggest you die directly!

But after taking the soul out, I found that there are piles of innocent souls surrounded by blood and tears, waiting for revenge. If they are sent to hell, the villains will have to go to labor reform. Wouldn’t the innocent souls have no way to avenge themselves?

After thinking about it, the mage suddenly had an idea, decided to save the lives of the villains first, and opened a low-end sky eye that can see innocent souls, so he kept the [-]th floor of hell for now, and let them go while they are still alive. Wraiths rejoice!

"There are only a few scriptures of the Sajia, and they will die as soon as they recite them, but if these villains are sent to hell to listen to the profound teachings of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Sajia thinks that you will not relieve your anger, so they simply thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. "

The mage was unpredictable, patted the broad sleeve robe, and explained the plan in detail, and then he sneered meaningfully: "Even the tough guys like the Sajia, they also worshiped under the party's charter back then. After racking my brains, my hairline recedes rapidly, not to mention a few mentally ill villains, what do you guys think of this proposal from the Sa family?"

The ghosts cheered and clapped their hands happily!

Then Hulala scattered away, and began to search for the most annoying tongue twister - facing a group of vicious super villains, it is impossible to be scary, and it can only annoy them to death.

So the innocent souls began to collect high-level humanities among the villains, and practiced tongue twisters and eight honors and eight shames hard.

Don't let them sleep!

Don't make them think!

Open your eyes Fanhumanities!Close your eyes Diamond Sutra!

Jason, who was watching the whole process, showed a satisfied smile.

Killing is not good, I'm a superhero, don't kill.

The villains have black question mark faces: "?????"

Mage!Master save me, I want to become a monk, Master!