I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Mei Qing listened to the monster's words.

　　 The classic of the young man's counterattack?

　　 She carefully figured out the other's context and tone.

　　 She quickly found out what was wrong.

　　 When it seemed to be talking about this, it paused?

what does this mean?

　　 Meiqing is too familiar.

　　 So, she mustered up her courage and asked: "Respect to drive... these classics, can you introduce me to one or two?"

　　 The flow of fire in the opponent's eye sockets suddenly increased its brightness and became as bright as incandescent.

　　 It seems to be coming.

　　 sat down again, picked up a cup of tea filled with golden tea, and took a sip.

　　 "Guest, you want to talk to me about this... Then I won't be sleepy..."

　　 "For example, there is a classic... tells the story of a mortal who, with the help of the wonders of a small jade bottle, finally won the name of'Run Run' in the Three Realms..."

　　 "For example, there is a classic, which describes the time when the heavens were murderous, all sorts of calamities..."

　　 "And..." It seemed to think for a while, and finally took out the thing at the bottom of the box: "A strange book..."

　　 "Describes the Wutian Buddha, overthrowing the Tathagata, suppressing the Jade Emperor, happily enmity..."

　　 Mei Qing couldn't help trembling when she heard this.

　　 She swallowed her saliva, cautiously, and asked tremblingly: "Wu Tian Buddha?"

　　An ancient legend emerged in her heart.

　　 According to legend, four monks, masters and apprentices, traveled to Lingshan Daleiyin Temple.

　　 It is not the Tathagata Buddha that I saw.

　　 but...

　　 Take the Tathagata and replace it with the strange and very heavenless Buddha of unknown origin!

　　 Wutian Buddha pretends to be a Tathagata, giving the evil scriptures and chaos to the gods and masters and apprentices, and concealing the sky, let the four gods and monks and apprentices become his evangelists.

　　 eventually caused the chaos in this world, and the gods and Buddhas were lost! !

　　 It's just that, although this legend has spread widely, there is no proof or evidence after all.

　　 Moreover, within the Three Realms, no one has ever found traces of the existence of the Wutian Buddha.

　　 But now, it spit out from the monster's mouth in the mist.

　　 Moreover, it is also a conclusive claim that the Wutian Buddha had overthrown the Tathagata, suppressed the Jade Emperor, and was pleased with enmity...

　　 How is Mei Qing not shocked, scared, and trembling?

　　…………………………………………

　　 Ling Ping An is cautiously stuffing private goods, deceiving the world, and stuffing a piece of street shooting he once wrote into the classics.

　　 This was originally his own vanity.

　　 By putting his own book into the ranks of those platinum masterpieces.

　　 uses this to raise the price and let himself appear with the masterpieces of platinum.

　　 This is an old problem of literati.

　　Result? 　 When the little girl heard the words Wutian Buddha, it was as if the supporting actor was shrouded by the protagonist’s halo, and she immediately became nervous? 　Mysteriously asked: "Wutian Buddha?"

　　 Lingping looked at her appearance and expression, and couldn't help touching her chin.

"Could it be that……"

　　 "Have she ever read my book?"

　　 "Or my book friend?"

　　This...

　　 Hmm...

　　 Ling cleared his throat safely? 　 sat upright and kept his body.

　　 The most anticipated thing every web author is to meet a reader who reads his own book.

　　And the one who fears the most? 　 is this too.

　　 What if the blade is handed in person?

　　 What if he/she wants to lock me up?

　　So? 　Ling calmly hides his expression quietly? 　He asked: "How did the Taoist master have heard of the prestige of the Wutian Buddha?"

　　 This is the cipher.

　　 The other side nodded gently: "Small smell..."

　　 "I heard... Wutian Buddha? 　I passed down the scriptures, and the four masters and apprentices?"

　　Lingping's eyes lit up: "Huh? 　It's true!"

　　 This is the plot he was most proud of.

　　Inverted the scriptures to change the Dharma, and deleted all the things related to patience, the afterlife, and the cultivation of blessings? 　 Replaced with content such as happy gratitude, only seeking this life, self-improvement, tooth for tooth.

　　Of course, how do you do it? 　He didn't write it just to give a general idea.

　　Anyway? 　It's important to have an understanding of thoughts!

　　 What a pity...

　　 The results are terrible!

　　 Since then, he has understood that he is not the material for writing Xianxia.

　　 But I don't want to, there are readers who remember it, and it is a rare creature like a female reader.

　　……………………

　　 Mei Qing's heart was shaken.

　　 "Sure enough! As expected!"

　　 The legend is true. The Wutian Buddha has really reversed the scriptures and changed the content!

　　 That...

　　 Meiqing plucked up the courage and asked, "What happened later?"

　　…………………………

　　 Lingping smiled awkwardly: "Later...Later..."

　　 "The Heavenless Buddha, I feel boring in the mortal world, so he is far away from the outside world!"

Ok!

　　 This is also one of the most unscrupulous operations he has ever done.

　　 Eunuch!

　　 Every web author has done such a thing.

　　 also dare not mention these things.

　　 After all, it was too shameful and too unprofessional.

　　 But...

　　 Can't write anymore!

　　 The Wutian Buddha in that book smashed into Tathagata after three chapters.

　　 Then put on the robes and sat on the throne of Lingshan Daleiyin Temple.

After quietly niuing (qu) Ananda or something, I played a "guess what my Buddha wants to do today" game with Yudi Lao Er, and it was over 100,000. Word up.

　　 Then, I reversed the scriptures and taught (gu) and educated (huo) four masters and apprentices.

　　 After that, there is no more to write, and I can't write anymore.

　　 can only be the hasty **** dropped!

After 　　 the eunuch, Lingping decisively dropped the vest.

　　 That was almost three years ago.

　　 He was still in school at that time!

　　 I never thought that this little girl had actually read his street book three years ago.

　　……………………………………

　　 Meiqing listened to the monster.

　　 She lowered her head, thought for a while, and finally summoned all her courage, and made a request: "Respect... Do you have that classic here?"

　　 What the Buddha did not do...

　　 is an unsolved mystery of the Three Realms.

　　 If you can know the inside story...

　　Maybe, it has some enlightenment for solving the difficulties of the Three Realms!

　　 The monster listened, the flames in the eye sockets were flying, and the golden lines flowed out like water, turned into a little brilliance, and dissipated in the air.

　　 "Yes, yes!" It stood up and said, "It's just that the material is very ordinary..."

　　 "If you don't dislike it..."

　　 "I'll get it for you!"

　　 Meiqing quickly checked her head: "I have work!"

　　 It walked to the strange counter next to it, opened a drawer behind the counter, and pulled out a thin pamphlet with countless dark characters that seemed to haunt the wrath of Gods and Buddhas.

　　 Then it walked back.

　　 "The Taoist..." It said, "This is the book about the story of the Wutian Buddha!"

　　 Mei Qing took it.

　　 The palm of his hand seems to be hot.

　　 A black lotus, spinning on the cover of the book.

　　 The black-clothed and black-haired Buddha sat cross-legged on it.

　　 The sound of wooden fish is like an evil sound chasing souls.

　　 Hearing De Meiqing's scalp numb, her soul was splitting, making her hard to restrain herself, almost going crazy on the spot!

　　………………………………

　　 Ling, with a cheeky face, quietly printed out the old one, and then encapsulated the smashing work "Buddha Without Heaven" and handed it to the female reader.

　　 As a result, he saw the other person holding a hand, as if he had seen a treasure, and he was as excited as meeting a confidant.

　　 even blushed, and the hand holding the book was shaking.

　　 Lingping's face blushed, and he quickly said: "The Daoist...This book is actually just general..."

　　 "Not a masterpiece..."

　　 "You don't have to be like this..."

　　 And in my heart, Ling Ping An is a little bit embarrassed.

　　 The **** author met the readers of the book dropped by the eunuch?

　　 Almost everyone will be like him.

　　 just want to dig a hole in the ground, go in and hide.

　　 Fortunately, this reader does not know, the **** author is right in front of him!

　　 Therefore, Lingping can still quibble and cover up.

　　…………………………

　　 Meiqing was about to be torn apart by the sound of wooden fish, and was crazy on the spot.

　　 The monster's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

　　 "The Taoist...This book is actually just general..."

　　 When this sound rang, the sound of the wooden fish, the black face, and the evil Buddha were like a mouse that saw a cat, and disappeared cleanly.

The evil characters on the cover of 　　 and the wrath of the gods and Buddha were also calmed down.

　　 Mei Qing’s eardrums, but because of this, buzzed, so that he could not hear the words after the monster.

　　 But she understood that her life was saved by this monster.

　　 At the same time she also knew.

　　 The personality and status of this monster may far exceed her estimates and expectations.

　　Even the evil sounds and devil sounds of Wutian Buddha, such as the evil Buddha, can be dispelled by it.

　　 It is at least equal to the balance without balance.

　　 Maybe, the status is still above the Wutian Buddha!

Correct!

Definitely is!

　　 He can know and possess the evil book that records the actions of the Heavenless Buddha.

　　 must be no heaven!

　　As soon as he thought of this, Mei Qing firmly grasped the book in her hand and refused to relax.

　　 She stood up and looked at the monster...no...should be the sacred in the mist, the power like the Taoist and the Buddha!

　　 She bowed her head deeply and pleaded: "Respect drive... this book... can you... sell it to me?"

　　 "I can...pay everything..."

　　…………………………………………

　　 Ling Ping An can't help but feel a little proud.

　　 "After all... after all... there is such a fanatical existence among my readers!"

　　 He was very moved!

　　Think about it, an **** for three years, unknown, even he himself may have almost forgotten.

　　 But there is a reader who is still thinking about it.

　　 Who is not moved?

　　 Ling Ping An now feels as if he has eaten honey, and he feels very comfortable.

　　 He felt more comfortable than a book he sold for 10,000 yuan!

　　 He coughed slightly, and said to the female reader: "What about this book... I gave it to you!"

　　 It’s a shame to keep this book on the street.

　　 Give it to readers, that is its due destination!

　　 "You don't need to be like this..." Lingping reached out his hand to support the grateful person who bowed down, patted her on the shoulder, pretending to be profound, and said: "You and I can meet today, it is also due to the law!"

　　 "It's more causal entanglement..."

　　 "So no thanks..."

Ok……

　　 I hope she never knows that the **** author is the person opposite her now.

　　…………………………

　　 Mei Qing held the book in her hand.

　　 This book is now very docile, without the original evil and madness.

　　 She looked at an odd object in her hand again.

　　 Strong light is emitted from the utensils, illuminating the mist in front of me.

　　 She couldn't help turning her head, looking at the shadow of her in the fog, under the orange light, looking at her in the doorway.

　　 The other party waved to her: "Go home early!"

　　 Meiqing nodded, turned around, and took a deep breath.

　　 light, illuminating the way forward.

　　 Because of the sparse fog, the road ahead seems to be unimpeded.

　　 She walked forward.

　　 The mist quietly hears no sound.

　　噗!

　　 At a certain moment, she broke through the diaphragm of the mist.

　　 Then the whole person appeared in the drug barrier.

　　 There was a cold question in his ears: "But the younger brother Huangshi in the Baotou Mountain?"

　　 Meiqing raised her head, saw a twisted weird head, and questioned her in the poison barrier in front.

　　 She suddenly remembered that she was accepting a weird commission.

　　 She turned around and looked behind her.

　　 There is no fog at all!

　　 She looked into her hand again, a thin, dark and unknown book.

　　 An iron blue token.

　　 "Where is the lacquer box?" She felt terrified.

　　 She remembered that when Shi Cai was drinking tea in that weird misty bookstore, she put the lacquer box on the glass desk of the bookstore.

　　 When she thinks of this, she feels like falling into an ice cave, without a lacquer box, there is no invitation.

　　 There is no invitation, this commission is doomed to fail!

　　 Whether it is the weirdness of Zhujieshan or the unknownness of Baotou Mountain, they can tear her apart!

　　 When she was in fear, a huge figure appeared in the poison barrier ahead.

　　 "Why do my eyelids jump today!" The thing laughed in the drug barrier, "It turned out that the distinguished guest came to the door!"

　　 Nine twisted heads, one by one appeared in the mist.

　　 bowed his head down, and respectfully said to Mei Qing: "The nine-spirited Yuansheng who repaired the Jiuqupan Hengdong of Zhujieshan, and worshipped the fairy under the seat of Wutian Buddha!"

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　　 Lingping safely pulled down the rolling gate ~www.ltnovel.com~ and closed the store door.

　　 "Sleep!" he said.

　　Meow!

　　 His cat yelled softly on the desk.

　　Ling Ping An looked over and found the case, there seemed to be something more.

　　 He walked over and picked it up.

　　 is a lacquer box, very old style.

　　 He gently opened the paint box and found an invitation card inside.

　　 Picking it up, he laughed.

　　 I saw that it was written in traditional Chinese script: Ming Chen Jingzhi Food Drinks Qing Nail Palladium Jiahui, condescending to go over the mountain, fortunately, I feel it! The ancestor of the right Qizu Weng Jiuling is in front of the old sage. Sun Huangshi, his son, gave his first hundred prayers!

　　 "The Huangshijing invitation card in Journey to the West..." he said with a smile.

　　Want to come, that female reader is not only his reader, but also a Westward Journey lover.

　　 He put the invitation card back, then closed the lacquer box again, and then clamped it under his arm: "This thing may have been customized with a lot of effort!"

　　 "She will definitely come back and look for it!"

　　 "I will put it away first!"

　　 "Wait for that person to come back, and then return it to her!"

　　 This kind of retro reproduction is very valuable!

　　 Naturally important things return to their original owners, and you can't just throw them aside.