Everyone was frightened by this sentence and looked at each other in surprise.

It seems that two senior officials of the court were sentenced to death. It also seems that they want to kill all the evil people in the world...

You heard it right?

Bodhisattvas generally save all sentient beings and encourage evil to do good.

Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, known for his domineeringness, only made a great wish of "hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha." He is strict with himself and is lenient to the ghosts. Although the incense is strong, it is just that everyone is paving the way for the journey to hell, and he will not be too arrogant during his lifetime.

I have never seen such a fierce and fierce Arhat before. I was too lazy to persuade him and just killed him!

"Hao! The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

The sky was like a giori exploded, and the house was buzzing. The sparrows flying in the air fell down.

...The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore... Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot...

The sound waves are stirring, like the storm of the shore, the tide swept through for a long time.

The old ranger shone with golden light all over his body, as if the gods had descended to the mortal world.

Everyone who had already stood up straightened up, knelt down again and bowed to him.

Dong Shumin, who was riding on the horse, had no choice but to put his palms together and stand on his chest, pretending to be down, his head hanging down, and his eyes rolled around.

Xiaotian can still play this trick? He is so handsome!

The more handsome one is still behind.

Xin Tianyou looked at Old Man Tian and said, "Your legs are ready, you can ride a horse."

After saying that, he patted his horse's head gently and walked straight toward the road when he came. He was not slow and fast, and he pronounced his verses.

"Come is going, going is coming... The world is impermanent, the country is in danger and the heart is the source of evil, and the body is the source of sin. I see all beings, all sin..."

In fact, whether it is arhat or arrogance, it has reached this point. At the end, it should be the finishing touch. Either escape out of thin air or fly to the clouds to truly push the story to its climax.

But Brother Xin can't do it.

I had to settle for the second best and make a relatively ordinary but mysterious conclusion.

After walking out of the encirclement and coming to a bend, taking advantage of the space where everyone bowed their heads and dared not peep, they flashed behind the willow tree and ran away "slipping".

A large number of people in front of the suspension bridge knelt for a long time, and their legs became numb. When they looked closely, the monk had disappeared long ago, and a white horse stood alone in the middle of the road.

That horse, tsk, was obviously not an ordinary person.

It goes without saying that the tall and majestic mane is still unpredictable.

How could they know that this was originally just a gray-white horse, which was the spoils that Xin Tianyou took from the bandits. There were very few solid-colored horses in the world, most of which were gray-white, gray-yellow, and gray-black. If a bandit rode a pure white horse, wouldn’t it be exposed, and it was purely a matter of being asked to get a shot?

Last night, he stayed in Furong Village. The flattering spirit Yu Geda served the horse even more intimately than his father. He actually did it himself and used turmeric to wash the mane. From beginning to end, twice.

He ignored the other people's mounts and hadtily told the servants to feed them.

Only when the old ginger blooms for more than three years can it be called turmeric. It is a Chinese medicine that is not very precious but not cheap. It can clean the parasites on the surface of the body, preventing mosquitoes and flies from getting close. It can also help the horses quickly dissipate heat when they run.

After washing with turmeric, the horse looks gray and white from a distance and gray and yellow from a close distance. Under the sunlight, look at it from different angles. Sometimes it is as bright as silver, sometimes as bright as gold... It is magical.

Old Man Tian clenched the reins tightly and complained in his heart.

How can I get the monk's BMW home?

Just as he was at a loss, he felt that his legs seemed to have strength, and the heat flow was surging, and he couldn't stop the desire to stand up. He vaguely remembered that the monk helped him up and ticked him twice on his legs. He felt a slight numbness, itchiness and pain, because he was afraid of losing his etiquette, so he kept holding it up.

The crowd was talking and rushing over to visit the "BMW".

Miss Dong snickered and knew the origin of this horse better than anyone else. She decided not to wait, and then went to the city first. Anyway, the place to settle down was near Xiaoyao Bo Mansion. I mentioned it on the road, and Xiaotian knew it.

I really didn't expect that his figure could still be raised. His clothes were short, hehe, and he looked particularly funny. After entering the city, he had to hurry up and order a few sets of robes.

As soon as Dong Shumin turned her horse's head, she heard a "boom" behind her back, and hundreds of people started shouting. She was quarreling, messy and confused.

"Ah, what's going on?"

"This is this... impossible!"

"My eyes aren't dazzled?"

"miracle!"

Miss Dong quickly turned around and looked at her, and couldn't help but let out a "ah" scream and widened her eyes.

I saw that Old Man Tian, ​​who had been disabled for three years, rolled down the bench and squatted on the ground. Then, under the attention of everyone... slowly stood up, took three steps away, and walked to the BMW.

Although his legs were trembling and almost staggered and fell down, he was acting as usual without being supported at all.

This is not a miracle, what is it?

If the bones are broken, you can re-engage them, but you have never heard of people with broken tendons and can still walk!

There is a similar story in the storybook, which tells the story of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who once healed a good man with broken legs. He ordered the big ghost to hug the man's calves and upper body respectively, and pull them desperately. He worked hard all night and was very tired before he was almost finished.

And the Arhat Ranger just said simply that your legs are better, and your legs are really better.

It can be called a miracle among miracles, the supreme miracle!
Chapter completed!