I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Holding the lacquer box, walked upstairs, Ling Ping received it on the top of the refrigerator.

　　 Then yawned, walked into the bedroom, and immediately retracted into the bed after slippers.

　　 Although, he is not cold.

but……

　　 This is a habit.

　　 Winter is here, respect winter!

　　 Soon he fell asleep and entered a sweet dream.

　　 When he fell asleep, little monsters the size of a pigeon emerged from the illusion.

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

　　 Colorful lacquer boxes, haunting aura.

　　 The abdomen of these little monsters stretched out twisted tentacles.

　　 The tentacle slowly touched the paint box.

　　 The color on the lacquer box faded, revealing its essence.

　　 decayed, tattered, demon mist haunts it.

　　 These tentacles rolled out a broken invitation card from the decayed lacquer box.

　　Invitation cards spread out.

　　 has only one word on it.

　　The words written with blood and tears as ink, and soul and soul as the pen: Injustice!

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

　　 "Heh!" The thin man who was completely in the dark appeared in the living room.

　　 He reached out his hand to take the invitation.

　　 "Injustice?" His expressionless face, even his facial features that had been swallowed by darkness, showed a certain mockery.

　　 as the master’s messenger.

　　 As the executor of the will of the great master.

　　This kind of ant's petition, he doesn't even bother to care about it.

　　 He even hates such behavior very much.

　　 Leapfrog...

　　 This is blasphemy!

　　 But...

　　 He holding the invitation card, but after all, he dared not tear it apart.

　　 did not even dare to destroy the corpse, and simply destroyed the world together.

　　 Despite such things, He has done countless times.

　　 But after all...

　　 He has no guts!

　　 He knows the temper of his master.

　　 also understands the end of that.

　　 After hesitating for a while, he finally had to hold the invitation card and knelt to the host’s bed.

　　 Everything can only be determined 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 his sleep turned over gently.

　　Huh...huh...

　　……………………………………

　　 Meiqing was almost a poisonous baffle sent by the weird self-proclaimed "Nine Spirit Yuansheng".

　　 "Fairy walks slowly..." Inside the poison barrier, the nine-headed weird slowly retreated.

　　 She raised her head and looked at the sun in the sky.

　　 She couldn't believe that she could walk out alive.

　　 She firmly grasped the dark booklet in her hand.

　　 She knows that this is her biggest reliance.

　　 exhaled deeply, she thought of something, and quickly took out the gourd from her body and the red cloth in her arms.

　　 Open the gourd stopper, the water rippling in it, and the fragrance overflows.

　　 looked at the crucian carp in Red Brie.

　　Every one is still alive and kicking!

　　 "Go back and talk about it!" Mei Qing thought.

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

　　…………………………

　　 In a daze, Ling Ping'an felt that there was a human in front of her bed.

　　 He rolled over, opened his eyes, and vaguely saw the person's shadow.

　　 appeared to be a thin man, kneeling before his bed.

　　 "Little Ao..." He blurted out: "You are here..."

　　 The other party did not speak.

　　 The figure in front of the bed also disappeared suddenly.

　　 Lingping didn't think too much, he turned over and went on to sleep.

　　 In his sleep, he sees a lot of weird things.

　　 did not even think about why he would call out "Xiao Ao".

　　 Because there is no logic in dreams.

　　 He continued to fall asleep.

　　 Everything in the dream is extremely comfortable.

　　咘咘......咘咘......

　　 Kaka Kaka... Kaka Kaka...

　　 faintly, these messy sounds seemed to ring in his ears again.

　　 Like a lullaby, let the spirit fall peacefully into deeper dreams.

　　 "Great spirit of all chances..." In the shadows, he seemed to hear the prayers of countless people.

　　 Seems like huge chimneys, rising from the ground.

　　 The iron and steel plant spitting thick smoke, in the desert, grew out of nothing.

　　 There seems to be something singing in the red hot metal.

　　 The rumbling engine seemed to be in the ear.

　　 A daughter of steel with wings, soaring in the sky.

　　 Blocks of steel ingots were forged, then processed into parts, and assembled into a magnificent mechanical hall.

　　 The gears are turning and the chains are rolling.

　　 This is a magnificent building composed of steel and machinery.

　　 is a miracle-like building!

　　 just...

　　 "What kind of energy does this thing use as energy?" He smiled.

　　The dream continued to fall.

　　 He saw a desolate planet.

　　 In the orbit above the planet, in the huge Star Harbor, there is a giant ship being assembled.

　　 Countless huge turrets have been hoisted up.

　　 The star's light is projected from a distance.

　　 The armor on the Star Harbor reflected a dazzling light.

　　 Faintly, he seemed to hear a sound, echoing in the universe.

　　 "The flesh and blood are bitter and weak, but steel is eternal!"

　　 In a blink of an eye, the dream world has changed.

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

　　 "Hmm..." He looked around.

　　 seems to be a cave?

　　In the cave, people with strange shapes, like monsters on TV, all looked at him.

　　 These monsters all bowed together: "My Buddha is merciful!"

　　 Ling was stunned, he lowered his head and looked under him.

　　 He found himself sitting cross-legged on a black lotus platform.

　　 also seems to be wearing a black robes.

　　 "Thinking day and night dreaming..." He thought: "It seems that I dreamed of me..."

　　 Thinking of this, he laughed.

　　 "Flat body!" He quickly assumed his role.

　　 How is he unfamiliar with the characters he wrote?

　　No sky!

　　 madly drag and cool!

　　A typical cool protagonist!

　　 is the kind of character who "After I die, what about the flood!"

　　 "Thank me, Buddha!" ​​The monsters were overjoyed and bowed their heads.

　　 A guy who seems to have a yellow lion head, but at this moment, weeping and walking to the front of Lingping, Natou bowed: "My Buddha is merciful!"

　　 "The little demon Huang Shi is bold enough, please let me be the master!"

　　 Lingping looked at it peacefully, and he almost understood in his heart.

　　 "Sure enough, day and night dreams..." He thought, "I just saw the re-engraved lacquer box invitation tonight, and I dreamed of the Lord at night!"

　　 "Moreover, it's still my worldview mixed with me..."

　　 He asked calmly, "What's wrong with you?"

　　 just listened to the yellow lion spirit crying and crying: "Enlighten me, the little demon yellow lion, since I have my wisdom, I have always followed the teachings of our ancestors..."

　　 "Don't talk about cannibalism..."

　　 "I just want to eat meat, so I pay for it and let the little monsters go to the merchant to buy it!"

　　 Ling nodded safely, this is a fact!

　　The Yellow Lion in Journey to the West is simply a model of a monster.

　　 actually gave money in business, and even allowed bargaining!

　　 In the original work, Monkey and Bajie, the changing merchants, were actually allowed to enter the mountain instead of being eaten.

but……

　　 But in the end...

　　 Under the golden hoop, one stick is detached, the whole mountain is up and down, all monsters, big and small, are killed!

　　 In contrast, the Dapeng in Shituoling swallowed the people without knowing it in one bite, and I don't know how many soldiers and generals after eating it.

　　 But none of the hair fell!

　　 There is also the deer deer in the late country, holding a child's heart and liver as medicine.

　　 is also useless ass!

　　 is not the only Huang Shijing like this!

　　In the Journey to the West, the three brothers of Daxian Luli in Fengxian County, what bad things did they do?

Ok……

　　 Let the monks re-education through labor, maybe forget it!

　　 But they do a lot of good things.

　　 I pray for rain or blessing.

　　 What's the last?

　　 The three brothers are together...

　　 listened to the yellow lion spirit crying: "The little demon never killed anyone in his life... but he stole the weapon of the teacher and apprentice and was killed..."

　　 "Now that the little demon's body is dead and soul is scattered, leaving only a ray of remnant thoughts, I have the blessing of my Buddha, here to stay!"

　　 "But the four masters and apprentices, it is the wind and water..."

　　 "The little demon heard that the monk Tang is now lying high in the Chang'an Big Wild Goose Pagoda, for the great power of the East..."

　　 "The monkey went back to Huaguo Mountain, dominated one party, and called himself ‘Super Heaven’s Great Sage’!"

　　 "The pig demon returned to Gao Laozhuang, three wives and four concubines, so happy!"

　　 "The sand monk is in the Tongtian River, still eating people and drinking blood, happy!"

　　 "That little white dragon has also unified the four seas and became the dragon of the four seas!"

　　 "And the little demon can only guard this mountain, every day when he is awake, only three quarters..."

　　 "The rest are muddled and unconscious, mad and screaming..."

　　 "The little demon hears that the Buddha has always been fair! The scriptures that have been passed on are for people to cultivate in this life and be happy and enmity..."

　　 "But why is the Buddha so unfair?"

　　 said, it kowtows heavily, with blood in its eyes.

　　 Ling Pingping listened, stunned.

　　Because he felt that what this monster said seemed a bit reasonable!

　　 In that book, in his setting, it seems that there are things like happily enmity and only seeking this life.

　　 Now, in this dream, he suddenly woke up.

　　 It seems that the logic is a bit wrong.

　　 This is a bit embarrassing.

　　 Fortunately, the author of the web, there is nothing that will not come back.

　　 Ling Ping hehe smiled: "You little demon, why are you so confused!"

　　 Huang Shijing raised his head.

　　 Lingping pinched his fingers, a little random, a little black aura fell on its Tianling cover.

　　 "Let me show you the world hundreds of years ago..."

　　 With a wave of his hand, time and space are reversed, and the vicissitudes of life.

　　 Everything around the body changed quickly.

　　 In a flash, green water and green mountains, birds and flowers.

　　 Lingping gently pulled the yellow lion spirit and took it through thousands of mountains and rivers and landed on Shituoling.

　　 This kind of illogical thing can only appear in a dream, and only in a dream can people not be surprised.

"look……"

　　Lingping pointed to the demon mist, and there were people who had their flesh and bones shaved everywhere, and the corpse of the demon lion camel ridge.

　　 "This is Shituoling..."

　　 "At the foot of Lingshan, at the intersection of Xitian..."

　　 "Do you remember that Tathagata, once said?"

"I look at the four continents, all beings are good and evil, and all are different. Those who win in the east of the gods, respect the heavens and the earth, and are calm and calm; those in the northern giant Luzhou, although they are good at killing, they only make ends meet, and their temperament is weak. , There is not much deception; I am from Xiniu Hezhou, do not greedy or kill, nourish the spirit, although it is supreme, everyone will live long; but those who are in the southern part of the continent are greedy and happy, killing more, just the so-called vicious tongue Field, right or wrong..."

　　 "Look at the yellow lion, this place can be regarded as'no greed or kill, nourish the spirit'?" Lingping's mouth overflowed with a sneer.

　　 Huang Shijing dumbly looked at Shituoling, the country at the foot of Lingshan at the gate of West Heaven.

　　If there is no greed and no killing, then...

　　 Its Leopard Head Mountain is probably a paradise on earth, a Buddha on earth!

　　 Ling Ping hehe smiled and waved again.

　　 He has already appeared in Dongtu with Huang Shijing.

　　 A monk, riding a white horse, walked slowly in this lofty mountain.

　　 Surrounded by the green mountains and green waters, it looks like a peach blossom.

　　 Lingping smiled peacefully and said, "Huang Shijing, look at this place, but it’s ‘greed and misfortune, many kills, is the so-called fierce tongue, is it a sea of ​​evil?’"

　　 The yellow lion spirit looked at this place, the mountains that hadn't even seen a bit of demon mist, and it shook its head.

　　 "Then you know, why is the Tathagata like this?" Lingping asked, looking back.

　　 Huang Shijing shook his head.

　　 Ling Ping Pian laughed: "Nothing...the so-called Tathagata, but just justified by faith!"

　　 "Only those who believe in His Mahayana Buddhism, and only those who recite His Mahayana Sutras, are righteous men, and they are worthy of'no greed or killing, nourish the spirit of the spirit'!"

　　 "Therefore, the Shituoling, although human beings are animals, even swallowing heavenly soldiers and generals..."

　　 "In broad daylight, burning, killing, looting..."

　　 "However, Shituoling is full of Tathagata wings..."

　　 "Everybody praises His Dharma and Sutras..."

　　 "Therefore, Tathagata keeps his eyes open and also says, ‘I’m Xiniu Hezhou, don’t be greedy or kill, nourish the spirit!"

　　 "And this Dongtu is the land of Taoism, and I have not read his Buddhist scriptures and Dharma, so I have to open my eyes to denounce and slander!"

　　 "The deity, unable to understand the hypocritical face of the Tathagata, smashed his golden body..."

"but……"

　　 He looked back at Huang Shijing: "The so-called closeness is different..."

　　 "The four masters and apprentices, receiving my grace, are my minions..."

　　 "Therefore, even if they burn, kill, kill, and do nothing, they are my minions!"

　　 "This is the truth and truth that I have taught!"

　　 "Smash the hypocrisy and return to the truth!"

　　 The yellow lion spirit listened to ~www.ltnovel.com~ first, and then he woke up and said, "My Buddha is merciful, the little demon understands!"

　　 Ling Ping Hehe smiled and waved.

　　 He returned to the cave filled with poisonous barriers and flowing poisonous water.

　　 Monsters, bow their heads and worship.

　　 The yellow lion spirit was even more grateful: "Little demon, thank me, Buddha!"

　　 "We must work hard and diligently cultivate my Buddhist scriptures and Dharma!"

　　 Ling nodded safely, with a teachable appearance: "Good! Good!"

　　 dreamed here, but woke up.

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

　　 Ling peacefully scratched his head: "It's strange... I seem to have a dream about Journey to the West..."

　　 He recalled dreams.

　　 "I seem to dream that I have become the Heavenless Buddha in my book..."

　　 "It seems that you have dreamed of a monster?"

　　 He scratched his head, and many details of the dream were very clear, which made him think that he was a heavenless Buddha.

　　 Until now, when he woke up, he didn't know that he was still himself.

　　 An ordinary bookstore owner who has no power and power.

　　 "Hehe..." He got up and shook his head: "It's really strange..."

　　 "It seems that it should be because of the reader's visit last night..." he said.