Terror broadcast

At this moment, the four people, Su Bai, Monk, Gyatso and Fatty, felt as if they had fallen to the bottom, then rose to the sky again with Lin Zhenying's timely appearance, but then suddenly died with Lin Zhenying's death. , the hearts of the four people felt as if they had been smashed into the abyss.

"Fuck...Brother, if you don't choose such a good time to show up, you, you, damn, you finished the first call but died without even releasing your ultimate move in the end. If you don't choose such a good time to show up, you... You're just kidding..."

The fat man was still nailed to the rock wall. He wanted to cry now, really wanted to cry.

"This..." Gyatso tilted his head back and leaned against the wall in pain. Lin Zhenying's breath disappeared in an instant. What did this mean? He knew clearly that at this time, even if the wound was involved and caused severe pain, but He still wanted to laugh and smiled bitterly.

"Ami……"

The monk spit out two words, but swallowed the last two words, and closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to look at the world one more time, and he had no more love in his life.

Su Bai covered his chest and knelt on the ground with his head on the ground, which happened to be very close to Lin Zhenying's head. Lin Zhenying died very simply, and even a touch of fortitude could be seen.

You can still see the hatred for evil forces on his face.

I can see the determination and great dedication that I am willing to die with the devil.

I saw the greatness of sacrificing oneself for the sake of peace and prosperity in the world.

but,

He's still dead.

"Brother, why did you come out?"

Su Bai muttered while enduring the severe pain in his chest. He suddenly felt that even if his heart was not in severe pain because of the portrait, it would still be shocked because of Lin Zhenying's gorgeous appearance and instant curtain call.

A wooden bowl appeared in the hand of the old man in the portrait, and then he threw the wooden bowl in front of him.

This bowl is not used to hold rice, but to hold souls.

A ray of white light shot out from the portrait and fell on Gyatso first;

Gyatso's body was too damaged to be broken anymore, but his inner desire for life had never changed. What the portrait wanted were soul puppets, so he needed to subdue these souls.

Gyatso's whole body was wrapped in white light.

Subsequently,

He stood up,

In front of him, his master appeared.

"Disciple, kneel down."

The master's face was still kind.

"No, master, I won't kneel."

Gyatso's answer was very firm. He knew where this place was, and he also knew that this was not his master. However, this feeling and the master's voice and appearance were exactly the same, which made Gyatso feel deep in his heart. A hint of doubt.

The master's appearance disappeared, and then, an old man appeared in front of Gyatso. The old man looked at Gyatso with a gentle smile:

"I am the Living Buddha, please kneel down."

"You are not a living Buddha, you are a devil!" Gyatso roared, "In addition to discrimination and disaster, what else have you brought to our people!"

The old man's figure disappeared,

but,

Immediately afterwards,

Sanskrit sounds:

A true Buddha appears with overwhelming power, the Buddha's light flashes, and has an irresistible power.

This is the power of Buddha, this is the authority of Buddha!

Gyatso's chest made a muffled sound, and then he had to lower his head. This is the power of the Buddha. This is really the power of the Buddha.

This is the totem he has believed in since he was a child, it is his belief and his spiritual pillar;

"Snapped……"

There was nothing he could do, Gyatso knelt down.

In the portrait, there is an extra face in the old man's bowl, a face belonging to Gyatso.

Immediately afterwards,

The second white light shot out of the portrait and fell on the fat man.

The fat man stood up in the white light, but continued to mutter:

"Fuck you, fat grandpa. Fat grandpa will never kneel down!"

"My dear grandson, you won't kneel down when you see your grandpa?"

An old man wearing liberation clothes stood in front of the fat man.

"Fuck, it looks so similar, Grandpa, if I hadn't personally sent you to the crematorium for cremation, I would have thought you had turned your body into a rice dumpling."

"You brat, are you talking to grandpa like this? Grandpa has repeatedly told you not to send him to the crematorium. You should leave a whole body for him and bury him in the grave he chose before he was alive. That's not true. It's a lucky hole. Grandpa is buried there to keep our family safe from disasters. Grandpa didn't sell this piece of land no matter how high the price others offered!"

The fat man immediately said with a mournful face: "Grandpa, I listened to your words and buried you there with my father, but who knows who secretly reported it to someone in the village. As a result, someone from the government came and forced us to bury you there." You dug it out and sent it for cremation, but there’s nothing I can do about it.”

"That's all. Maybe this is because our family is unhappy. If you kowtow to Grandpa, Grandpa will forgive you."

The fat man immediately wiped away his tears and said with a playful smile: "Master, if you want to kowtow, it's no problem. When the holidays come, my grandson will go to your cemetery to kowtow. I can kowtow to you as many grandsons as you want."

The old man's figure disappeared immediately as the fat man's words fell.

The fat man smacked his lips, "I want to trick your fat master into kowtow, haha, he's still a little too young."

At this time, the surrounding scene changed instantly. Fatty found himself standing on a cement bridge. This scene made Fatty tremble in his heart. Then, he slowly looked outside and saw a man falling under the bridge. In the water, he could no longer struggle and began to sink slowly, but his eyes remained fixed on himself.

"Plop..."

The fat man knelt on the concrete bridge. In an instant, a shadowy figure of a little fat man appeared next to him. He was holding a popsicle in one hand and holding change in the other hand. He was looking down with a shocked expression. .

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Fatty kept saying sorry, "I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, it was just a joke, I didn't think you would drown..."

In the portrait, there is another face in the old man's wooden bowl, the face of a fat man.

Then, white light shot out again and fell on the monk.

The monk also stood up surrounded by white light, and in front of him, an ancient Buddha appeared.

"Amitabha." The monk clasped his hands together to express respect.

"Kneel down to me." Buddha said.

The monk shook his head and smiled, "I will eventually become a Buddha, so there is no need to kneel to the Buddha."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Buddha disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a woman appeared in front of the monk. The woman was wearing a shabby down jacket and pushing a tricycle to sell scraps.

The monk's Adam's apple moved uncontrollably at this moment.

The woman's car is very heavy. In order to take care of her bedridden husband and to send money to her children who are practicing in the monastery, she wakes up early and works hard at night to collect a lot of waste products.

While going uphill, the woman's feet slipped and the car failed to push up. As a result, the car slipped and she was brought down. She fell to the ground with blood on her palms and knees.

The woman spit on the palm of her hand, blew the dust off, then clenched her fists, got up again, and pushed the tricycle up again.

When the monk saw this scene, he sighed,

"Amitabha."

In his life, he was not ashamed of anyone but his mother. He insisted on becoming a monk and made the burden of the family fall on his mother. When he returned home after completing his studies, his father had passed away. , his mother was also terminally ill and dying. Not long after seeing him back, her mother passed away as if her greatest wish had been fulfilled. The monk didn't even have time to change his cassock into casual clothes.

Slowly, the monk knelt down.

In the portrait, there is another face in the old man's wooden bowl, that of a monk.

At this time, Gyatso was still leaning miserably against the wall of the hall, the fat man was still nailed to the rock wall, and the monk was still lying in the thatched house. The bodies of the three of them had not completely lost their activity, but their souls had been included in the painting. middle.

Su Bai blinked, and then, white light fell on him.

finally,

It's my turn.

In the white light, Su Bai felt that the pain on his body completely disappeared.

But his heart was very heavy. The fat man knelt down, Gyatso also knelt down, and even the most tenacious and terrifying monk knelt down.

Su Bai was not sure whether he could insist on not kneeling. He had even guessed what scene would appear in front of him and made him kneel.

before,

Gyatso knelt because of his belief since childhood. He had to not kneel, even if he knew in his heart that it was false, even if he knew what would happen if he knelt down, he still had to kneel. If he didn't kneel, that would be Destroyed his own spiritual support and destroyed his own faith.

The fat man saw that when he was a child, he knocked a man into the river because of his so-called naughty, and then the man drowned. This has always been the fat man's nightmare. Even though he killed many people later, he killed all the others. Killing him, it didn't matter, but he could never forget this person, or this look in his eyes. He would never forget it for the rest of his life. With a guilt that lasted for more than ten or even twenty years, the fat man knelt down.

The monk saw his mother. He had no reason not to kneel down, so he knelt down.

Because he feels too guilty about his mother. If it weren't for his selfishness, if it wasn't for his own insistence, if he was at home, his mother's life would be at least a little more relaxed and joyful.

The other three people knelt down, and Su Bai was already waiting.

Now that he knows, he probably can't resist kneeling down, but Su Bai really hopes to see his parents again. Anyway, there is no hope of making a comeback. He wants to see his parents before he dies and hear their words again. sound,

It feels pretty good too.

However, Su Bai waited for a long time, and there was nothing but white light around him.

Um?

What's wrong?

Just when Su Bai was confused, Su Bai heard the sound of little fleshy feet running on the ground in the white light.

Su Bai turned around following the sound,

He saw a white and tender little guy crawling towards him. The little guy was wearing a red bellyband and looked even more adorable. As he crawled towards Su Bai, he kept waving his little hands:

"Please give me a hug..."

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