Chapter 943: French Fries on the Pier
Chapter 943: French Fries on the Pier
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The nightmare is unbearable to recall.
He transformed himself into Gun, and his ten years of flood control efforts were in vain. He then turned around and faced the Lord of Huaiwo Water.
Liang Qu opened his eyes. Perhaps it was due to the constantly recovering properties of the morning dew, but the pain in his body was no longer so severe.
This time he was no longer hung upside down, but hung upright. One of his hands was lifted up, facing two golden suns again.
His eyes were as bright as the sun, but as cold as the full moon.
Regardless of whether Wuzhiqi is true or false.
Dipankara is the past, Maitreya is the future, and Sakyamuni is the present!
This pain is so damn real!
"Sui-kun! Let's talk it out! This is all Dayu's fault! I am innocent!"
Bang!
My back hurts again!
"True Lord! I am a loyal subject!"
Bang!
"Ape King!"
Bang!
"Ape God!"
Bang!
"Your mother!"
bang~
"Bimawen!"
Wuzhiqi was stunned. He picked up Liang Qu who had fallen asleep and scratched his chin.
Bimawen...what is this?
Beat back and forth.
Liang Qu woke up for no apparent number of times. He had nothing to say. All his ten years of hard work had gone to waste. He suffered a double blow both mentally and physically, and he didn't have a single bit of strength left.
This is the worst kind of torture in the world.
The Eighteen Bodhisattvas are not enough, but the Eighteen Arhats will do...
Wuzhiqi seemed to be tired from falling, and it seemed that he had fallen more than a hundred times. He felt much better. He threw Liangqu to the ground and stopped moving. He found a comfortable place in the dark hall and lay down.
"Tell me, mortal, what have you done with my power?"
On the ground, Liang Qu's bloody pupils turned and stared at the white ape. His chest expanded and he took a deep breath. His Adam's apple rolled, as if a Tang Sect master had an arrow in his mouth that he wanted to spit out. Finally, he contained all the movements and let them float out weakly from his broken throat.
"I got some chips on the dock."
"?"
Fire burned in Wuzhiqi Jin's eyes. He didn't know the meaning of the words, but he could hear the disrespect in them!
The hairy arms swung, crossing the distance between them.
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!"
Liang Qu's ankles were grabbed by the big ape and hung in the air. He racked his brains, recalling what he had learned ten years ago, and spoke wittily.
"To stabilize the country and execute the punishment of heaven. To start the great cause and establish the foundation of the empire! Ah!"
Bang!
Youyou wakes up again.
With his golden eyes drooping, Liang Qu licked his teeth and took the initiative to attack the monkey: "He lives in a big house, is a high-ranking official, has tens of thousands of people under him, and has an extremely beautiful wife!"
Wuzhiqi picked his nostrils, and the golden claws ejected the booger, spraying out a stream of water.
"waste!"
"Yes, not as awesome as you." Liang Qu said weakly, "You live in the palace of the Lord of the Huaiwo River, commanding millions of monsters on both sides of the three mountains, and you can get the dragon girl by robbing her without paying a dowry. You also have three sons, who are really amazing. When they grow up, they will be excellent strong laborers.
In the past, there were three brothers from the Wang family in our Yixing Township. They had more than ten acres of fertile land on the hill behind the township. Every spring, they would go to the fields with iron hoes. They had to be the first to water the fields. Anyone who tried to grab water would be beaten to a bloody pulp..."
Wuzhiqi wanted to refute that his great achievements were being described in such a petty way, but on second thought, there seemed to be no difference.
After all the fighting, the house they live in is bigger and the sleeping dragon girl looks better.
There are some... "French fries" on the dock?
"but……"
Jin's eyes moved downwards, and seeing Liang Qu's change of subject, Wuzhiqi, who remained silent, was dissatisfied: "But what?"
Liang Qu raised his head and spat out bloody broken teeth: "The three brothers of Rolling Knife Meat saw that I had made a fortune and wanted to rob me with a bamboo pole, but I picked up a brick and smashed their teeth! Hahahaha...ha~"
The golden eyes kept approaching.
Wuzhiqi was almost sticking to his face.
Liang Qu stopped laughing.
All three of them were his sons, a clear mockery. Wuzhiqi grinned, showing his snowy teeth: "You are a brave boy, just like me! No wonder Ze Ding chose you."
Liang Qu was about to speak when suddenly his legs were lifted up again, his face full of surprise.
"Don't you say I look like you?"
"So his face is hateful!"
Bang!
Liang Qu's brain was a mess and he lay on the ground vomiting blood.
He was completely confused.
What should we do now?
Keep talking nonsense?
What is this, Wuzhiqi asking about the Zen mind?
The Trial of the Six Demons is not just about mental and physical torture, but about who can endure it?
The one who can endure better will get more. Whoever endures till the end will get everything. Will he get Vairocana Tathagata?
Damn it, this matter should be handled by an old man.
The tendons of old beef are so tough that they can’t be bitten or chewed. You will become a Buddha instantly!
We need to ask Ota to stew a pot of soup and send it to the Hanging Temple. We need to hurry up while the pot is still warm; it must not get cold on the way.
He opened his swollen eyes: "Are you my inner monkey?"
"I am your father."
"Am I Chang Chi Pi, Ci Huan Hu, or San Ben Yun?"
"You don't still think you are going through the Six Demon Trial, do you?" Wuzhiqi suddenly asked.
"Isn't it?" Liang Qu's hair was grabbed by a hairy hand. He rolled his eyes up and stared at the ceiling. His heart beat faster due to lack of blood.
"This is Ze Ding."
"Oh!"
Liang Qu responded and tried to turn his fragile cervical vertebrae. He turned around like a sunny doll and looked around the black hall. It was full of dense iron chains. It didn't look like Guishan Mountain, but more like Pansi Cave. "What about Chuanzhu? Where's the Black Emperor? Where's Yinglong? Are you the only one in the tripod?
Where are the other gods? Come out and save me, I’m a good person! Wuzhiqi is holding me with a gun! King Yu, Emperor Yu, ancestor! Please strengthen the seal! " "Didn’t you eat? Why are you so quiet?"
Wuzhiqi sneered mercilessly
"Why do you think I am the only one who bows down to you for Ze Ling, while the others all show favor to you?"
"Because the Six Demons are a reflection of the soul, you know what I know, and you know what I can do. You can make up whatever you want, Suicune. It's easy to make up your own logic. I've read a lot of novels, so you can't fool me."
Bang!
Liang Qu choked and a piece of broken lung lobe appeared. He said in a gloomy voice: "The Tathagata is tall, the Monkey King is hard, and the Lord of Water in Huaiwo is tall and hard. You are right. I didn't recognize Lord Water..."
"Stones in the pit!"
Wuzhiqi cursed and leaned against the dragon wall.
Liang Qu got a moment to catch his breath, reached out to his chest, inserted two fingers into it and stirred it, trying to straighten his bones to prevent them from growing crooked and piercing his internal organs.
Back then, Senior Brother Hu asked him to go to Changchun Medical Clinic to study medicine, and today it really came in handy.
Make money.
Black algae floating.
"Suicune, what is Zeding?"
"Don't you believe it?"
"I'm just asking because I'm bored."
"Zeding is Zeding."
"Was it cast by Dayu?"
"Yes."
"Is it one of the Nine Cauldrons?"
"No, Ze Ding is Ze Ding." Wuzhiqi repeated.
"Does Chuanzhu really exist?"
“Neither here nor here.”
Liang Qu looked up thoughtfully, "Yinglong, Heidi, Tianwu? What about these three?"
"exist."
"In Ze Ding?"
"There is only me in Ze Ding, and it is Guishan."
Liang Qu thought about it.
"It's a good edit."
"What is Bimawen?" Wuzhiqi asked.
"He is a very powerful priest. Without him, it would be inconvenient for the gods in the world to travel."
Bang!
"A low-ranking official, a stinking horse breeder, a fictional figure." Liang Qu confessed leniently, briefly recounting the deeds of the Monkey King, focusing on the chapter about the havoc in heaven, "'Flattening the bumps and making a road, fighting through the hardships and setting off again', the people love to hear and see, it is the embodiment of the people's spirit of struggle in the face of injustice."
Wuzhiqi was silent.
"What have I got to do with it?"
"Nothing relevant."
"..."
Baimao clenched his fists.
“You are the prototype.”
"What was Sun Wukong confined to?"
"Fighting Buddha."
Quiet.
The iron chains were hanging down, and the loops were covered with black algae, tangled like hair.
Wuzhiqi was like Liangqu, lying with his arms and legs spread out, his sturdy limbs bound by blue-gray iron chains.
Looking down from the dragon-patterned ceiling, there are two figures, one big and one small, one red and one white, facing each other in half.
"Tell me again."
"say what?"
"Havoc."
"It is said that the Great Sage Equaling Heaven in the Flower-Fruit Mountain, from the Bodhi Patriarch... the Buddha said that as long as he jumped out of the Five Finger Mountain... the Great Sage jumped 108,000 miles and saw five pillars in the sky, supporting a stream of green air. He thought he had reached the end of the sky, but was afraid that the old Tathagata would not believe him, so he peed on it to leave some smell."
"Hahaha."
The laughter shook the sky.
The black algae that clung to the walls and wrapped around the iron chains broke apart and floated in the water, muddying the water.
Liang Qu's ears were bleeding, but he remained unmoved and kept talking.
"The Great Sage discovered that the end of the sky was nowhere to be found. It was clearly in the palm of Tathagata's hand. Tathagata flipped his hand and pounced..."
"Tell me, Sun Wukong, what was sealed?"
"Fighting Buddha, there is indeed such a Buddha in Buddhism. He is one of the thirty-five Buddhas in all the worlds of the ten directions. It means to overcome troubles and understand the truth. However, in the orthodox Buddhist system, it is not Sun Wukong. His body is blue, and he holds the armor in front of his chest with both hands..."
"Who says it's not?"
Liang Qu was stunned.
Sneer.
"Yeah, who said no?"
Hanging Temple.
Di Xian suddenly stopped twisting the Buddhist beads.
(End of this chapter)