I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 392

Take the lacquer box, go upstairs, Ling Ping An will receive it to the top of the refrigerator.

Then yawn, walk into the bedroom, slippers immediately retract into the bed.

Although, he is not cold.

But

It’s a habit.

When winter comes, we should respect winter!

Soon he fell asleep and entered a sweet dream.

When he went to sleep, a little monster the size of a pigeon, came out of the illusion.

They surround the lacquer box on the top of the refrigerator.

Colorful lacquer box, lingering aura.

These little monsters have twisted tentacles in their abdomen.

The tentacles touch the lacquer box slowly.

The color on the lacquer box faded to reveal its essence.

Rotten, ragged and haunted by demons.

These tentacles, from the rotten lacquer box, rolled out a broken invitation.

The invitation cards spread out.

There’s only one word on it.

Blood and tears for ink, soul and soul for the pen to write the word: injustice!

As soon as the word came out, the whole living room was covered with frost and snow.

“Oh A thin man who lives completely in the dark is like a living room.

He reached for the invitation.

“Injustice?” His expressionless face, even his facial features had been engulfed by darkness, appeared a certain kind of mockery.

As the messenger of the host.

As the executor of the will of the great master.

He is not even willing to pay attention to this kind of petition.

He even hated it very much.

Skipping

This is blasphemy!

But

Holding the invitation, he did not dare to tear it up.

Even more dare not destroy the corpse, simply destroy the world together.

Although he has done so many times.

But after all

He has no courage!

He knew his master’s temper.

I know what happens when I do that.

After a moment’s hesitation, he finally had to kneel down to the master’s bed with the invitation.

Everything can only be decided by the great and eternal master.

Everything is the result of his random selection.

Good and evil, good and evil, are not important at all.

The important thing is that he is happy.

The master in the dream turned over gently.

Whoa Whoa

……………………………………

Mei Qing was almost sent out by the strange man who called himself “jiulingyuansheng”.

“Go slowly…” Inside the poison barrier, the nine headed weirdness slowly retreats.

She looked up at the sun in the sky.

She couldn’t believe she could come out alive.

She held on to the dark pamphlet in her hand.

She knew it was her greatest dependence.

Deeply exhaled a breath, she thought of what, and quickly took out the gourd and the red cloth in her arms.

Open the gourd plug, water in it rippling, a little fragrance overflow.

Look at the crucian carp in the red cloth.

Every one is still alive and kicking!

“Go back first!” Mei Qing thought.

She wants to go back and save the teacher’s life!

…………………………

In a daze, Ling Ping’an feels like someone is in front of her bed.

He turned over and opened his eyes. He saw the shadow of the man.

It seemed to be a thin man, kneeling in front of his bed.

“Xiao Ao…” He blurted out, “you’re here…”

The other side didn’t speak.

The figure in front of the bed disappeared.

Ling Ping An didn’t think too much. He turned over and went to sleep.

In his sleep, he saw a lot of strange things.

What’s more, he didn’t think about why he called “Xiao Ao”.

Because there’s no logic in dreams.

He continued to fall asleep.

Everything in the dream is very comfortable.

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Click, click Click, click

Indistinctly in, the ear side seems to ring these disorderly sounds again.

Like a lullaby, let the spirit fall into a deeper dream.

“The great spirit of all opportunities…” In the shadow, he seemed to hear the prayers of countless people.

In front of you, you can see the huge chimneys rising from the ground.

In the desert, the iron and steel works, which are full of smoke, have come from nothing.

There seems to be something singing in the red molten iron.Roaring engine, as if in the ear.

The girl of steel with two wings soars in the sky.

Pieces of ingots were forged out, then processed into parts, and assembled into a grand hall of machinery.

The gears are turning and the chain is rolling.

This is a magnificent building made of steel and machinery.

It’s a miracle building!

It’s just

“What’s the energy for this thing?” He laughed.

Dreams continue to fall.

He saw a desolate planet.

In the orbit above the planet, in the giant star harbor, there is a giant being assembled.

Countless huge turrets have been hoisted up.

The light of a star, from a distance.

The armor on the Starport reflects a dazzling light.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a voice reverberating in the universe.

“Flesh and blood are bitter and weak, iron and steel are eternal!”

Once again, the dream world changed.

He seems to have appeared in the deep mountain with poisonous fog and poisonous water.

“Well…” He looked around.

Seems like a cave?

In the cave, a strange shape, like a monster on TV, all looked at him.

These monsters, together kowtow: “my Buddha is merciful!”

Spiritual peace was stunned. He lowered his head and looked at his body.

He found himself sitting on a dark lotus terrace.

He also seems to be wearing a black cassock.

“Every day you think about it, you dream at night…” He thought, “it seems that I have dreamt of my novel…”

He laughed at the thought.

“Flat body!” He soon put himself in.

How is he not familiar with the characters he wrote?

No sky!

Crazy drag cool bully!

Typical cool text protagonist!

It’s the kind of “who cares about the flood after I die”!

“Thank you The monsters were overjoyed and kowtowed one after another.

A guy who seems to have a yellow lion’s head, but at this time, he came to lingping’an in tears and said, “my Buddha is merciful!”

“The yellow lion, a little demon, has no courage to die. Please let me be the master!”

Ling Ping An looks at its appearance, in the heart mostly understood.

“It’s true that every day you think about it, you have a dream at night…” He thought, “I just saw that replica of the lacquer box invitation card tonight, and I dreamt of the Lord in the evening.”

“What’s more, it’s a world view mixed with my novels…”

He asked quietly, “what’s wrong with you?”

Listening to the yellow lion spirit’s weeping and crying, he said, “tell my Buddha, the little demon yellow lion, he has been observing the teachings of his ancestors since he had his wisdom…”

“Don’t talk about cannibalism…”

“If you want to eat meat, you have to pay for the money and let the goblins go to the merchant to buy it!”

Ling Ping An nods, this is a fact!

The yellow lion spirit in journey to the west can be called a model of monsters.

To do business, you can even bargain for money!

In the original book, monkey and Bajie, the changeable merchant, were allowed to enter the mountain instead of being eaten.

But

In the end

Under the golden cudgel, a stick detached, the whole mountain up and down, all the monsters, big and small, all killed!

In contrast, the ROC in Shituo mountain swallowed the people who did not know and ate many soldiers and generals.

But not a hair fell off!

And the deer demon of Chechi country, taking the child’s heart and liver as medicine.

It’s useless, too!

It’s not only a yellow lion spirit!

In the journey to the west, what bad things did the three brothers of Luli Daxian in Fengxian County do?

Well

Let the monks reform through labor, maybe!

But they do a lot of good.

Praying for rain and blessing.

And finally?

Three brothers gray together

Listening to the yellow lion spirit crying: “the little demon has never harmed anyone in his life However, he stole the weapons of the master and apprentice and was killed… ”

“Now the body of the little demon is dead and the soul is scattered, leaving only a wisp of remnant thoughts. With the blessing of my Buddha, I linger here!”

“But the four masters and apprentices were born with wind and water…”

“The little demon heard that the Tang Monk now lies high in the big wild goose pagoda in Chang’an, which is a great power in the eastern land…”

“The monkey went back to Huaguo Mountain to dominate the area and called himself” the great saint of heaven! ”

“The pig demon went back to gaolaozhuang and had three wives and four concubines. How happy he was

“That monk Sha is still eating people and drinking blood in Tongtian River. He’s happy

“Even the little white dragon has unified the four seas and become the four seas dragon Zun!””And the little demon can only be trapped in this mountain. When he wakes up every day, it is only three minutes…”

“The rest of them are confused and crazy

“Xiaoyao heard that, Wutian Buddha, always fair! According to the Scriptures, people are required to repair this life and enjoy gratitude and hatred “

” but why is Buddha so unfair? ”

Say, it is heavy kowtow, the eye weeps blood.

Ling Ping’an listens, stunned.

Because he felt that the monster said something reasonable!

In that book, he set up, it seems that there are happy gratitude and hatred, just for this life and so on.

Now, in this dream, he suddenly woke up.

There seems to be something wrong with the logic.

It’s a little embarrassing.

Fortunately, the author of the net article, there is nothing that can’t come back.

Ling Ping An ha ha smile: “you this small demon, how so confused!”

Yellow lion spirit raised his head.

Ling Ping An pinches up the finger, a little bit at random, a little black light falls on its heavenly cover.

“Let me show you the world hundreds of years ago…”

With a wave of hand, it is time and space reversal, vicissitudes of life.

Everything around the body changes quickly.

In an instant, green water and green mountains, birds and flowers.

Ling Ping’an gently pulls the yellow lion spirit and takes it across the mountains and rivers and falls on the lion camel ridge.

This kind of illogical thing can only appear in dreams, and it is only in dreams that people will not be surprised.

“You see…”

Ling Ping’an points out that the evil fog is full of people who have been cut off and their bones have been shaved, and the lion camel ridge where the corpses of demons have been cut off.

“This is Shituo ridge…”

“At the foot of Lingshan mountain, the intersection of the West sky…”

“Do you remember what the Tathagata once said?”

“I look at the four continents, and there are different kinds of good and evil. He who conquers Shenzhou in the East respects heaven and earth, and his heart is cool and calm; those who live in northern Luzhou are easy to kill, because they are poor in nature and lack of feelings; those in Hezhou, who are in the west, are not greedy and do not kill, but nourish their Qi and hide their spirits. Although there is no truth, everyone can live a long life. But those who support the southern part of the island are greedy and indulge in misfortune and kill more. It is just the so-called vicious scene of words, which is not a sea of evil… ”

“You’re not greedy to kill a lion here?” Lingping’s mouth overflows with a sneer.

The yellow lion spirit looked at the lion camel ridge in front of him, the gate of the Western Heaven, the country at the foot of Lingshan.

If there is no greed, no killing, then

Its leopard head mountain can be regarded as a heaven on earth and a Buddhist country on earth!

Ling Ping An laughs and waves again.

He had already appeared in the eastern land with the yellow lion essence.

A monk, riding a white horse, walked slowly in the mountains.

Around the green mountains and waters, a school of peach blossom.

Lingping said with a smile: “Huang Shijing, you can see here, but” lust for pleasure, kill more, just so-called fierce talk, is it a sea of evil? ”

The yellow lion spirit looked at this place, even a little fog did not see the mountains, it shook his head.

“Do you know why the Tathagata is so?” Ling Ping An looks back and asks.

Huang Shijing shakes his head.

Ling Ping An laughed: “nothing As the Tathagata says, it is just because of faith that justice is justified. ”

“Only those who believe in his Mahayana Dharma, and only those who read his Mahayana sutra are righteous people who deserve” not to be greedy, not to kill, to Nourish Qi and to hide spirit ”

“Therefore, although the shituoling mountain was made of human beings and animals, it even swallowed up the soldiers and generals of heaven…”

“Burning, killing and plundering in broad daylight…”

“However, both the upper and lower parts of Shituo mountain are the wings of the Tathagata…”

“All praise his Dharma and Sutra…”

“Therefore, with his eyes open, the Tathagata should also say,” I am a Xiniu Hezhou. I am not greedy, I am not killing; I am nourishing qi and hiding spirit. ”

“The eastern land is the land of Taoism, and there is no reading of his Buddhist scriptures and Dharma. Therefore, we should denounce and slander with open eyes.”

“I am not used to the false face of Tathagata, so I break his golden body…”

“But…”

He looked back at Huang Shijing and said, “the so-called friendship is different…”

“The four masters and disciples are my minions who have received my grace…”

“Therefore, even if they burn, kill and plunder, they will do all kinds of evil, and they will also be my pawns.”

“This is what I preach

“Break the hypocrisy and return to the truth!”

The yellow lion listened attentively. First he was stunned. Then he woke up and said, “my Buddha is merciful. The little demon understands!”

Ling Ping’an smiles and waves his hand.

He went back to the cave filled with poison and water.

A monster, bow down to worship.

The yellow lion spirit kowtowed three hundred and was grateful: “little demon, thank you for your advice!”

“We must work hard and diligently to cultivate the Dharma of our Buddha.”Ling Ping’an nodded and looked like a child to be taught: “good! How good

I wake up here.

The sky is already bright, outside the street, the sound of cars and people, one after another.

Ling Ping’an scratched his head: “strange I seem to have a dream about journey to the West… ”

He recalled dreams.

“I seem to dream that I have become the heavenly Buddha in my book…”

“Seems to dream of a monster?”

He scratched his head. Many details of his dream were very clear, which made him think he was the Buddha without heaven.

Until now, when he wakes up, he knows that he is still himself.

An ordinary, powerless bookstore owner.

“Ha ha…” He got up and shook his head: “it’s strange…”

“It seems that it was the reader who came to visit last night…” He said.

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