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Chapter 1020 The era of fluttering white clothes

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    ? In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli,

    In the sun,

    A man named Teng Zijing was relegated to Baling County;

    In the second year, he will have nothing to do to rebuild Yueyang Tower,

    In the third year, Fan Zhongyan, who had just been relegated to Dengzhou, wrote "Yueyang Tower".

    It was in this year, 1044 AD (the fourth year of Qingli).

    The Buddhist gate opens,

    A bodhisattva came to hell sitting on the body of a huge beast.

    this day,

    All the ghosts in hell raised their heads together and saw the scene of the beast covering the sky;

    this day,

    Officials under the Fujun system took this scene as a chat after dinner. They had no premonition that the Fujun system that had been in operation for thousands of years would be overthrown because of the arrival of this Bodhisattva.

    And that Di Ting, whom they call "the stupid big man", will become the ear that monitors their every move in the next thousand years, bringing extremely depressing terror.

    this day,

    In a small hell, a purple-belt judge named Li had just beheaded a ghost king who was secretly cultivating, and was sitting with his robes in front of the ghost king's corpse, using the remaining resentment on his body as a bonfire and singing freely;

    this day,

    A man named Dong who is a branch of the Fujun is leading a group of men to the area where the accident occurred on Huangquan Road, chasing and killing a group of evil spirits who are trying to create chaos and return the sun.

    This day, if not based on the future development, is just an ordinary day;

    However, looking at the development before and after,

    this day,

    In fact, it was the day that hell really changed.

    On the top of Mount Tai, there is a palace, if it can be called a palace.

    The courtyard-like palace walls,

    A lobby,

    A bedroom,

    A large yard with only a stone table and a stone bench.

    A man in white yawned while rubbing the hair of the monkey beside him.

    On his eyebrows, on the corners of his eyes, on his nose, and in his gaze, it is full of "boring" and "boring".

    sometimes,

    The starting point of life is too high,

    Not too good either.

    As soon as you are born, you have everything you should have.

    Life has lost the meaning of struggle from the beginning;

    Who told his ancestors to be so powerful, he leveled all the thorns in hell by himself, not to mention leaving a few for the successors of the next generation to practice their hands;

    ?The several governors above did not say that they had immeasurable merits, but they could be regarded as conscientious, so that when they took over, they had nothing else to do except find a monkey to smash them according to the tradition.

    In fact, hundreds of years later, there will be a person named Xiao Hongzi who will have a similar feeling to him.  However, Xiao Hongzi put all her energy on the sleeping woman and the harem, and made contributions that cannot be ignored for the development of the TV drama industry and cultural undertakings of later generations.

    The shadows come,

    The man in white looked up at the sky to the west,

    said with emotion:

    "so big."

    The monkey next to him immediately raised his head, with an expression of dissatisfaction on his face, making gestures to show his body and make gestures with that person.

    The man in white reached out and patted the monkey's head.

    Very perfunctory and authentic:

    "Your biggest, your biggest."

    The monkey smiled happily.

    The man in white rolled his eyes,

    Since choosing it,

    He always has self-doubt every now and then,

    Why should I choose this idiot to be by my side?

    Is it to highlight my own intelligence?

    No,

    I'm sure I'm not that shallow!

    ? Truth Ting flew directly to the top of Mount Tai, and on his body, the Bodhisattva Buddha's light was overwhelming;

    The man in white stretched out his hands to pick his ears,

    get up,

    Stretched.

    In an instant,

    From above Mount Tai,

    ? Thunderstorms,

    The majestic momentum seemed to squeeze the water out of the sky;

    At this moment, the majestic Truth Listening is like a flat boat in the sea, rippling and shaking.

    The Bodhisattva stood up and fell from Diting's body.

    &nbsIt looks a little more powerful.

    Regarding this exchange between the Bodhisattva and the Fujun,

    The souls of hell have summed up a more convincing version based on the development of subsequent events.

    for example,

    After the conversation,

    The Bodhisattva walked out of the courtyard,

    Standing beside the stone lion at the door,

    issued a big ambition:

    "If the hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha."

    It seems that the person who spread this version is the stone lion.

    Later,

    After the conversation,

    The Fujun sat on a stone stool,

    fell into deep thought,

    Finally, with a big smile,

    opened the mouth and said:

    "The Bodhisattva is right."

    The person who passed on this version seemed to be the stone stool, which was clinging to Fujun's buttocks, so he heard everything.

    In fact,

    After the conversation,

    The Bodhisattva sat on the body of Di Ting and chose to leave directly.

    ? Truth Listening and Asking Bodhisattva:

    "Are you ready?"

    The Bodhisattva shook his head,

    "Maybe it's okay, maybe it's not."

    "Will we come back?"

    "Maybe come back, may not come back."

    "This courtyard feels a bit small." Di Ting said.

    "I still feel a little bigger."

    This version of the facts certainly cannot satisfy the curiosity-seeking psychology of hell and ghosts. It is not domineering or exciting. Even if it is true, it will definitely be regarded as false.

    On the other hand,

    After the conversation, the man in white helped his monkey scratch the lice that did not exist while drinking wine.

    After catching for a long time,

    The man in white stretched out his hand to hit the monkey on the head,

    Cursed:

    "Everyone knows how to ask questions, and they might accidentally become famous and spread the word,

    Why can't you fart here?  "

    Hou Zai felt aggrieved.

    The man in white shook his head and sighed: "Do you know, if Xiao Hong was here, she would have already rushed out to beat that brain out by now."

    The monkey was stunned for a moment,

    With a fierce look on the horse's face,

    get up,

    It seems that this is going to go to the Di Ting one-on-one to see who is the real biggest one.

    "Bang!"

    The man in white knocked the monkey on the head again,

    "He is very smart, so smart that I feel a little incredible."

    Houzai held his head in aggrieved manner, not knowing whether to nod or shake his head cooperatively.

    The man in white looked at the stone bench that had been divided into two,

    I was amused for a while,

    road:

    "If it wasn't for fear of scaring him, I wouldn't have given half of it out. I'll take all of this hot potato for you."

    The man in white took another sip of wine,

    smash, smash, mouth,

    Laughed:

    "Let's see who will have the last laugh after a thousand years!"

    The man in white lowered his head, and then looked at Hou Zai's "unclear" expression,

    caress the forehead,

    have no choice,

    explained:

    "The one who laughs last is the one who laughs the best."

    Monkey smashed his mouth open,

    Very exaggerated smile.

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    In the pharmacy next door to the bookstore,

    Under the gaze of boss Qing and Zhou,

    The old Taoist who was lying there with his eyes wide open in a daze,

    Suddenly he laughed "hehehehe",

    Laughing,

    Like a mentally retarded.

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    We were previously blocked by the system for eight chapters, and Long has already edited and released it with the editor.

    ? When I wrote a thousand chapters before, some children¡¯s shoes complained: Why does the author not divide it into volumes, and must write more than a thousand chapters. Fortunately, the chapter names do not count the number of words.

    When modifying the shielded chapters this time, the convenient place came out, directly typed out 67, 127, 234, etc., and it was much more convenient for Longhe editor to find and modify, and there was no need to search through volumes.

    This is Long's deliberate plan for a rainy day. In terms of experience in this area, Long is not just blowing (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Take precautions, in terms of experience in this area, the dragon is not blowing (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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