Repugnant Gateway

Jinling City, a pole hall.

Chen Wunuo sat calmly in his chair and watched the autumn wind blow out of the window.

Sleepless all night is exactly what he regrets in life.

It's only ten years. If there is no fight for death, how could there be so many ghosts? The lights in the palace didn't go out all night, and by this time, the sky had just turned white, and the lights were especially bleak.

At the gate of Miyagi, the car chair must have fallen to the ground, and the reclining Buddha waved his hand casually: "Go ahead, go back to the temple. This autumn wind is too strong, and you can't bear it, you can't carry it."

His boss Gao Bo asked: "But Buddha, you ..."

"I am not a Buddha, I will not lower the eyebrows of the Bodhisattva, nor will the King Kong be angry. The people in the Holy Court, the guests in the rivers and lakes, say that I have everything. Some people say that I am a royal party, and some people say that I am a wall head. Grass ... all wrong, me ... "

Suddenly he straightened up: "I am always a dog of your majesty, so I will only bite."

"Let's all go."

The reclining Buddha looked outside, and suddenly his eyes became less ugly.

Outside the palace, an old man in a grey cloth robe came in a big step, bare hands. Indistinctly, it seemed to see the dragon lurking behind the old man. Within three miles of the palace, I didn't know how many sinister possessions were hidden. And the old man came over first, of course, not because he wanted to die, but because he was old enough, how many formidable things are hidden in this palace, it needs old bones like him to give it a try.

"Turn your home into a country."

The old man muttered a word, back and forth, and back and forth.

"Zhuge old man, you are really not dead."

Reclining Buddha smiled and said hello.

The old man also laughed: "You didn't die, how could I die ... I don't want to die after the day when the Chen family falls down."

"Old man, what's the use of your long life, is not an idiot. Waiting for the Chen family to fall down? Do you know how big the tree of the Chen family is? Falling down, it will break the mountain and river."

"No matter how big the tree is, there are times when it should be damn."

The old man said: "Chen's Jiangshan has been done for thousands of years, it's time to change people."

The Reclining Buddha sneered: "Your new master, will you really give Jiangshan to you? Do you think you can control these 80,000 miles of splendid rivers and mountains with your family's ability?"

"Daxi is too big."

The old man shivered slightly and said, "The people of the Zhuge family can't take it, let alone take it, they can't hold it. That's not a problem you think I am stupid, but a problem you think too much. The Zhuge family doesn't want that much. There are nineteen roads in the big and big Xijiang Mountains, and a large city of 990, covering 80,000 miles. What I want is only a few thousand miles of rivers and mountains. Being the head of a small country is also the ultimate in life. "

"You are such a fool."

The Reclining Buddha scolded: "It's stupid to be old."

The old man stood still, about three hundred meters from the reclining Buddha, his left hand stretched out: "Are you really going to fight me? Do you have the assurance of killing me? You half-life wine wealth, have been hollowed out?"

The Reclining Buddha said: "Seventy-five years ago, when I first saw you, I first entered the small Manchuria. At that time, I had to dial you to see you like a sky. Sixty years ago, I entered the Great Manchuria. Can I ask the sky? Ask what the sky? The sky you said is just a small sky. So from that moment I know that you are not a cloud sky, you are only dirt and dust. You were strong at that time, but I just felt strong. . Seventy-five years later, have you touched the sky? "

The old man shot: "If you touch it, you just need to see it."

He shot and died.

Silent, silent, without fluctuations. If ordinary people see him pushing forward with such a palm, I'm afraid that they will laugh and it's really useless. There is no breath, no threat, it seems to just give a hand to the air slowly.

The reclining Buddha frowned slightly, but still didn't get up while sitting on the chair. Suddenly there were countless invisible people pulling around his body, and his body was almost torn apart.

Reclining Buddha's face is twisting, as if dripping oil on the water, expanding a little, spreading a little, it seems that the face will be pulled away in a second, and then expose the **** flesh under the skin And bone.

But no.

"You really are in the sky."

The Reclining Buddha laughed, it was so ugly to the extreme. Even those who would flatter again would not dare to talk indiscriminately upon seeing such a face. Because no amount of beautiful words has become a mockery.

"but."

Suddenly the Reclining Buddha did not smile, he raised his finger and pointed at the old man: "I also entered, earlier than you. Old man, I said, seventy-five years ago, I looked at you like the sky. Seventy-five years Later, I treat you like dung. "

He raised his foot and stepped on it ... because he was too fat, it looked too useless, and the stomach flesh seemed to lie on his legs while sitting there. So even the act of raising the foot seems extremely laborious. And that foot lifted up, but also an inch above the ground.

Then fall.

It's only an inch tall, but it's an inch of mountains and rivers.

Jinling City has a large array of guards, even if the small sky realm fights, the main buildings and roads will not be destroyed. This imperial palace is the center of Jinling City and the most important place, so of course everything here is less likely to be destroyed. However, the foot of the reclining Buddha still broke a bluestone brick under his feet.

puff!

Three hundred meters away, the old man's body suddenly burst open, followed by a mighty force swept all around. Wherever he went, the house, the big tree, the flowers and plants were all wiped out. The houses turned into dust, as did the flowers and trees. Those houses are of course not a top priority, so of course the big formation will not let go of its strength to protect some houses that are not important at all. Therefore, ordinary people who are not important in the houses do not know how many died.

Go down on foot, at least in sight, no grass grows.

The old man exploded, the dust returned to the dust, and no bones and scum left.

"Old man, even in the small world, he is an old man."

But at this moment, when the dust was gone, the two came over hand in hand. It was a weird picture that made people want to vomit. It was really vomiting. Even a disgusting person with a high bottom line, such as the Reclining Buddha, wanted to vomit. Because the two people who came over hand in hand were just like the people left. Obviously old, like a shriveled zombie, only a layer of turquoise skin wrapped around the bone, but it can be worn so bright.

The one on the left is wearing red trousers and green trousers, and the one on the right is wearing green blouse and red trousers. The hair of the two people is like hay, and they are both tied with a red head rope ... and the face is even more invisible. If it is even uglier than the skull, it can only be covered with a layer of cracked, non-vital flesh. The color of the skin is like a piece of fat that should be very oily. It looks like ten years after the wind and the sun.

Reclining Buddha's face changed when he saw the two men, because he knew that the two men were more difficult to deal with than the old man just now. Three hundred years ago, the two people who came hand in hand were among the most terrifying people in the capital. ZTE's ZTE has a great relationship with these two people.

The shrivelled old man on the left shook his head. When he shook his head, his neck would feel broken at any time. People always couldn't help worrying, and the brain would fall off and roll out on the ground in the next second.

"That fat man is so ugly, he is fat and ugly."

"That's just, it's too ugly, people are too ugly, so they shouldn't live."

The old woman on the right replied that the shrunken layer of flesh on her lips was pulled up when she spoke, with yellow teeth and gums like rotten wood underneath.

"Kill him."

"Okay."

The two went forward together, still holding hands.

The Reclining Buddha sighed: "You two have become famous for almost 400 years now. The people of your left family are really not a weapon now. After Zuo Jiantang died, there were no more people to support him, so your great grandson Have you dug you two out of the soil? Do n’t jump, what if the jump falls on a layer of maggots. "

The old man on the left is called Zuo Buli, and the old woman on the right is Zuo Buqi. It ’s a good name, but it ’s a pity that they are not serious couples, but brothers and sisters. It is a pity that they are brothers and sisters, or unscrupulous couples ...

"You die."

Zuo Buli raised his hand and looked at it, then shook his head: "Three hundred years without killing, killing starts with you."

Reclining Buddha: "After the Zuo family died of you two, there is no longer a small world realm. The old man just came to the author Emperor Dream, even if it is only a thousand miles away, the little emperor is also an irresistible temptation for him What? What do you want? For a long time? "

"We want **** people to die."

Left does not leave the shot, left does not give up watching.

The situation moves, and the ghosts cry.

The reclining Buddha vomited blood and left without giving up.

The reclining Buddha vomited blood again and died without leaving the left. Those two people have become famous for four hundred years now. Three hundred years ago, they scared the world. But now, still can not enter the palace gate blocked by the reclining Buddha. The reclining Buddha fell on his chair and sipped his blood with minced meat.

He laughed while coughing, not knowing why he laughed so cheerfully. He looked back inside Miyagi and said to himself: "Your Majesty, some people say ... If you want to be a good dog, you have to boil it. Just like a boiled eagle, the boasted mastiff is easy to use. You boil it After so many years, I now know how easy I am ... I have killed three small powerful players in the realm of heaven.

He leaned back, only to see when he was leaning. There was a huge blood hole in his stomach, and his intestines were flowing out. He raised his hands a little bit hard to plug the intestines back, but because he was too fat, the wounds were not only **** and oily, but the intestines were even more greasy, so he had failed to plug them several times. The intestines dodged back and forth in his hands, just unable to grasp.

He was a little angry and wanted to sit up straight, but he was too fat to see.

It was at this time that someone came again. The people who came this time were very tall, very tall, as high as two floors. People who may not have seen this person will never believe that there are more than three meters of men in this world. But this person is not only more than three meters, but also extremely thin. So it seemed that he came over, as if the spider with particularly long legs crawled over, making people think that his legs would be broken in the next second.

The Reclining Buddha sighed, with one hand holding the intestines, stood up, and the other hand scratched forward with a ferocious expression: "I will bite."

The bamboo-like weird man laughed and said, "I can beat dogs and watch dogs."

"Then you will be disappointed."

Reclining Buddha gasped and smiled: "Dogs who can watch the door are the fiercest."