Ex 80

Lawyer an came to the Taoist priest. To be honest, one such situation is that lawyer an, who is good at licking without licking conditions and creating conditions to lick, is also a little blind, and there is simply... Nowhere to talk.

He didn't even dare to be too close to the Taoist priest. God knows whether the Taoist priest will suddenly lose control of himself in this case of obvious mental disorder?

This should be slapped casually,

I, the newly released equal Wang An,

Pawn.

The old Taoist's eyes were a little blurred, and he seemed to see things less clearly. He had to put his face close to the painting.

last,

The Taoist priest suddenly patted his hands on the scroll, and the whole person retreated several steps.

The color of struggle began to appear in his eyes.

All this was recognized by lawyer an. At this moment, he even had a feeling that he was witnessing history.

Even if he has ascended the throne, to be honest, at least in this bookstore, lawyer an doesn't feel that his status and identity have changed substantially.

Outside the bookstore, there is still a plaque with the words "listen to it, that's what I heard". He is still the steward of the bookstore.

He is still carefully serving these big bosses of the bookstore.

In front of him, the big boss who just funded him is obviously abnormal.

Fu Jun,

It was supposed to be a graceful image in white. What he was full of was incomparable self-confidence!

He looked down on his ancestors and thought they were just rotten wood lying on the foundation of the early ancestors;

He didn't look up to dizang and thought he was too naive;

He doesn't care too much,

Even in the face of the desperate Xuanyuan sword,

He dares to plan for thousands of years to exploit that loophole!

Just,

At this point,

Fu Jun's eyes, in addition to self-confidence, more confusion, more anxiety, more guilt, more doubts and other emotions.

Because one is pure;

Because there are many, it is messy.

The eyes of people, too, began to become turbid.

Lawyer an pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything. He didn't know what he should say now.

Mingming's mansion has been completed. Mingming has dodged under the Xuanyuan sword. Mingming has said that if he makes himself king of equality, he will make himself king of equality.

But how can it get more and more negative?

At this moment, lawyer an has no doubt that if Lord Fu Jun sends a "I don't want to live" on social software with this image, it will definitely attract the attention of many people, because it is difficult for even the Oscar winner to deduce this kind of suicide indifference that goes deep into the bone marrow, from the expression to the detailed action.

The Taoist priest raised his arms,

And when he opened his eyes again,

all around,

There was no one in the library, nor was it the setting of the library. I was standing in an attic.

The attic is lit with incense, which brings people deep memories.

On the wall beside the old Taoist, there are portraits. Everyone in the portraits looks like a fairy.

This is his ancestors.

There was a smile on the corner of the Taoist's mouth,

Especially when he saw that several ancestors close to him had come out of the painting and scolded himself,

His smile began to become more brilliant.

Finally, when his eyes fell on the first picture of the first figure, he saw the early generation in the picture, and he was laughing like himself.

The Taoist priest stopped laughing,

He put away his smile and began to look serious. Then he bowed down and bowed down.

When the Taoist priest straightened up, the attic began to burn, and the flames were jumping around.

The Taoist priest didn't pay attention, so he stood here and watched quietly, watching the fire devour everything here. When the fire was strong to the highest moment, everything around disappeared again.

In front of him, there appeared a Buddha lotus. On the Buddha lotus, di Zang put his hands together, dressed in an ordinary cassock and wearing a mask on his face.

"Ascend to heaven and come back?"

The Taoist asked jokingly.

In fact, this answer really doesn't matter, because dizang can't come back.

This situation is nothing more than self talk.

However, as the last Fujun, his sensibility has surpassed his rationality and occupied the mainstream of his heart at this time, which is indeed an unimaginable thing.

"Now, don't you uncover the mask?"

"Uncovered."

The voice of Di Zang sounded from behind the old road.

The old Taoist turned around and saw that the mask was no longer on his face when he stood behind him.

"I said, is the scenery in the sky beautiful?"

The Taoist priest asked again.

Di Zang nodded, "it's beautiful."

"Haha, it's a pity that I didn't take a look."

The Bodhisattva nodded again, "it's really a pity."

"But I'm still alive, but you're gone!

I can still exist, and you can only appear in my mind! "

On the ordinary face of Di Zang, there was still a peaceful smile. Facing the words of the Taoist priest, he still nodded:

"Yes."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The Taoist priest laughed again.

However,

At this time, di Zang turned around, and in front of him, there was an endless void, and in this void, there began to appear a devastating light.

"Life is for meeting."

"Ah."

"You know, the scenery there is really beautiful."

The old Taoist clenched his fists fiercely.

He raised his head abruptly,

In my eyes,

There are purple thunders flashing:

"Thunder washes my eyes and purifies my Lingtai!"

instant,

The Bodhisattva in front of him began to distort and begin to be torn apart.

next,

Many pictures have been directly destroyed as soon as they appear or haven't appeared.

The Taoist's eyes have been upward, upward, upward, as if an unstoppable thunder pierced all this vanity!

Finally,

The dust settled,

all around,

No more unnecessary colors,

Only pure white is left.

And in this upper position,

A sword,

Hang there,

Hang on the top of the Taoist priest!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The Taoist's expression was distorted directly,

It's like you try your best to solve and kill your opponent. After you think everything is successful, you find that it's still on your head.

At this point,

What you feel,

It's anger,

It's despair,

And,

unable.

The old Taoist's body slowly bent down.

The sword is still hanging high without any change, but like boss Zhou at present, only those who are qualified to be found by this sword can clearly perceive the kind of despair to suffocation depression that this sword can bring!

It's not a ghost, but it can entangle you more than a ghost!

However,

At this time,

Lao Dao's body slowly stood up again, and on his body, purple flames began to burn.

His body began to rise, and his eyes began to be pure again.

He is the Lord of the house,

He is the pride of heaven,

He disdained his ancestors,

He is confident, he is strong, he thinks he can do anything!

In the library outside, lawyer an also keenly found that the old Taoist standing motionless in front of him, the turbidity in his eyes began to become clear, and the temperament of the whole person was also changing abruptly.

This is a person who stands up again in a short depression after facing the blow.

Lawyer an immediately breathed a sigh of relief,

The boss's fate is uncertain, and it can even be said that... His vitality is slim.

If something happens to even the prince of the mansion, he will really be unable to sit on the throne of the equal king.

…………

And in consciousness,

The Taoist priest has reached the same height as the sword.

He stood up,

He didn't give in,

He overcame fear, torture and himself,

His hands,

Start to grasp the sword.

He wants to take this sword down, he wants to erase it!

However,

The Taoist priest stretched out his hand to the sword,

But directly through the sword.

The Taoist priest's eyes were shocked.

This is not a real Xuanyuan sword,

Xuanyuan sword, in fact, has already been cut down. It cut to dizang, and dizang became his substitute.

This is not Xuanyuan sword, no, this is vanity

In front of the Xuanyuan sword, there were images of two cute little monkeys. With curious eyes, they were looking around and... Themselves.

The Taoist priest subconsciously stretched out his hand again, and he wanted to touch their heads.

However,

The hand of an old Taoist,

Once again, from this sword and the image inside this sword,

Through.

Old ways,

Silence.

……………………

Finally, after waiting for almost an hour, lawyer an finally saw Lao Dao move.

His eyes were no longer muddy.

Just when lawyer an was surprised to think that Fu Jun had stood up again,

The Taoist priest turned around and looked at the surrounding environment. He said he was looking, but he really just looked at it, because there was nothing in his eyes to remember and give up.

Lawyer an is really feeling his smallness at this moment. He really doesn't understand what these big people are thinking about all day long!

Lao Dao naturally ignored lawyer an standing beside him,

Instead, he took a step,

Walked in front of the painting again.

The price of hanging this painting on this wall is not heavy.

After all, in order to let it hang here, I spent the price of a hell throne.

The Taoist priest stood before the painting,

His hands,

On the painting.

In the painting,

There are mountains and waters, beautiful scenery, green bamboo forests, and flourishing flowers and plants;

Just,

all the time,

Lack of vitality, because there are no living creatures in this painting.

And at this time,

Lawyer an suddenly widened his eyes,

He saw that in the painting, where the Taoist finger touched, there appeared a man in a wide sleeved white robe with a pot of wine in his hand.

Its long hair is floating in the wind, and its clothes are floating, which is indescribable romantic.

And behind this man,

There are two small black shadows, which are getting bigger and bigger. It is clear that they are two little monkeys.

One ass is red, and the other one is stronger. Some of its hair is khaki.

Two monkeys, one holding a wine jar and the other holding a paper fan, followed the man in white.

Finally,

The picture is frozen,

And the whole painting, which originally lacked vitality,

After the appearance of the two monkeys,

It became fresh in an instant.

The old Taoist standing in front of the scroll suddenly swayed,

"Poop" fell directly to the ground.

"Zhizhizhi!!!"

The little monkey, who had been unresponsive to the previous Taoist priest, jumped into the Taoist priest's arms excitedly.

"Ouch, ouch, my dear mother, my head, it really hurts..."

The eyes of everyone in the bookstore instantly fell on the Taoist priest. A familiar feeling came back.

"Yo Yo, good, don't make trouble, don't make trouble, grandpa has a headache."

The Taoist priest slowly raised his head while rubbing the furry head of the monkey,

He first looked around and looked at everyone. Finally, he looked at lawyer an and laughed immediately:

"Hahaha, lawyer an, you know, I just had a long dream. I dreamed that I was the emperor and I gave you the king. You were so happy that you kept kowtowing to me.

Hahaha, are you funny;

Alas, it's a pity. Now I wake up from my dream, and I can't make you a king. "

Lao Dao looked very sorry, because he knew how addicted lawyer an was.

Lawyer an took a deep breath, spit it out heavily, and then squatted down beside the Taoist priest.

He took out a cigarette, bit one in his mouth, and lost one to the Taoist priest,

Avenue:

"It's all right. Just wake up. Just wake up."