Unfortunately, Huang Xiaomao still failed to live up to expectations.
He lowered his head and glanced at the alms-raising Arhat with his peripheral vision.
Well, it’s the real thing, the golden Arhat.
Although my ambition is to take the heavenly route.
But Western Buddhism is also full of awe.
In the early years, there was a second uncle in my family.
I was called a syntactic number by an enlightened Buddhist monk.
Yes, just one Dharma chant was so shocking that his body and mind were completely destroyed.
So today, the Arhat is much more powerful than the enlightened monk, right?
What are you going to do with yourself?
He shook his head helplessly, he really had no choice.
Even if you risk your own life, you can't do anything, it's just a sacrifice in vain.
I wanted to comfort Yuanyuan with a few words, but after opening my mouth several times, no words came out.
Huang Xiaomao felt a little ashamed for not taking responsibility.
No matter what I say, it's just nonsense.
He also exposed his shamelessness in drinking coke and receiving incense for free.
It's embarrassing, forget it, just go back by yourself.
With all his strength, he retreated in shame through a ray of yellow smoke.
I only heard a cold snort from Li Saishi upstairs.
"Without the spirit, what's the difference between it and salted fish?
Shame on my ancestors."
These words were obviously talking about Huang Xiaomao, and everyone could hear it.
How could Huang Xiaomao not hear it?
He raised his head angrily and looked at Li Sai upstairs with his big cute eyes.
If you want to say something controversial, explain yourself.
However, when the words came to my lips and from whatever angle I said them, they were a bit inappropriate.
Although he didn't speak, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated.
Anger, grievance, and unwillingness take turns, leaving only endless loneliness.
After all, I didn't say a word because what they said was correct.
It's really shameful for our ancestors.
Who are your ancestors?
Although he has gone through endless years, Huang Xiaomao never dares to forget.
He is a member of Jiejiao.
Even though he has not personally experienced the prosperity of Jiejiao.
But the blood of Jiejiao flows in his bones, and he still has that pride.
However, now I don’t dare to admit that I am a descendant of Jie Jiao.
Indeed, it is difficult to speak of it and I am ashamed of my ancestors.
I have heard from our ancestors that there was a time when Jiejiao was in a state of unparalleled glory.
How can anyone look down on their own lineage?
Unfortunately, everything was reduced to ashes.
He had no choice but to become an unworthy descendant who shamed his ancestors.
Is there anything you can do?
Kuizu is back, but apart from going to the pool every day, he just takes care of himself.
In the short term, it has no practical significance and does not change anything.
As a junior, what can I do except continue to endure?
In a streak of yellow smoke, Huang Xiaomao disappeared from the place with loneliness, as if he had escaped.
How much helplessness is left behind and how much helplessness is taken away.
Seeing Huang Xiaomao leave like this, Yuanyuan could not be said to be disappointed.
It's really a bit overwhelming.
But when it was his turn, why was he not as helpless as Huang Xiaomao?
Seeing the Arhat moving forward again, besides using his blood and life to defend his family, what other choice does he have?
Just when Yuanyuan was ready, blood splattered on the spot.
The originally sunny sky suddenly became cloudy.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, which aroused the alertness of the arhat.
Look to the sky for the first time.
Are there so many mistakes in doing things today?
It's definitely not going to be an easy day.
As soon as he raised his head to look at the sky, the alms-raising man suddenly felt very surprised.
It's not an accident like feeling dangerous, but more of a novelty.
A feeling of vicissitudes of time crept up in my heart unconsciously, making the Arhat very sensitive.
Items that are not accumulated over time will not have this feeling.
Moreover, the attack falling from the sky was even more special, making the Arhat very cautious.
Subconsciously, he raised his hands high in a strong defensive posture to confirm his hunch.
Then, the alms-raising Arhat was very pleased that his intuition was really accurate.
A ray of yellow light fell from the sky and struck directly with his hands.
Although it didn't break the defense, it still shocked people.
After seeing the person clearly, a feeling of regret overwhelmed the Arhat.
I really regret, why didn't I use Moon to block it just now?
Why are you so serious?
With shameful thoughts, the Arhat holding a bowl retreated to the side of the big ice hunchback.
The instinctive desire to stay away activates the self-protection mechanism.
That yellow light, after repelling the enemy with one move.
In the center of the small courtyard, a figure appeared.
I saw a man coming, two meters tall, majestic and majestic.
He is wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, holding a golden gun in both hands.
There are also five-color flags stuck behind the golden armor, which looks so majestic and automatic in the absence of wind.
In this appearance, when he arrived in Hengdian, he looked like a great general.
In the Three Kingdoms, it was Lu Bu.
In Journey to the West, he is the Monkey King.
It was Lu Junyi in Water Margin.
When you put on this outfit, you will have the aura of the protagonist, and you don’t even need to put on makeup.
It's just that what I'm talking about here is just a general feeling, not a detailed look.
In fact, this outfit may have been worn in Hengdian.
I have experienced Uprising in Heaven, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and Water Margin.
In the end, due to financial constraints, it was not properly maintained and maintained, so it continued to serve in the same outfit for so many years.
Yes, it is a costume that has gone through decades and hundreds of costume films, but has not been cleaned or repaired.
Why did the Arhat regret raising the alms bowl? Because the pungent smell and the feeling of touching feces were very unpleasant and a bit disgusting.
Everyone was shocked by this appearance, especially the smell that permeated the courtyard, which was so strong even in winter.
Everyone covered their noses unconsciously.
Poor little grandson, he couldn't cover it up even if he wanted to.
It was so smokey that I couldn't even open my eyes, and I kept crying.
Shi Huozhu had an idea in his mind.
Has the stinky god arrived?
Could it be that the God of Stink and the God of Bitterness have the same origin?
The God of Suffering is in trouble today, and the God of Smelly appears out of nowhere?
Well, it's really powerful. This appearance is like a biological and chemical weapon.
Any enemy with any dignity would be reluctant to strike.
In order to achieve the goal of defeating others without fighting?
Shi Huozhu felt that his brain was confused.
These are all rubbish ideas.
Look at this stinky general falling from the sky...
No, General.
Surprisingly, it's not a human face.
Instead, he has a sharp mouth and sharp teeth, and his face is covered with yellow hair.
A pair of piercing big eyes, very recognizable.
It was Huang Xiaomao who escaped just now.
Yuanyuan recognized it at first sight. This was a shot in the arm.
why?
He ran away in despair just now. Was it a strategic retreat?
Now go home and get the equipment, and then come back to find a venue?
This equipment looks good from a distance, but it's just a little unhygienic.
If nothing else, it looks so dilapidated. It must be an old and heirloom treasure at the bottom of the box.
"Master Huang, you are so handsome."
After organizing her words for a while, Yuanyuan really didn’t know what to say.
Forget it, when I don’t know what to say.
Just praise, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.