MTL - New Times, New Hell-Chapter 62 Performance guest

Yu Zhengdu and Shangyu went to the place where Liu Dazhao went to the sound of the Master.

On the way, the Shangyu simple and Yu Zhengdu explained the situation of the tight Luo, which is one of the Buddhist Tianlong Ba Bu, meaning music days, also called music, is actually the **** of music, characterized by They can sing and dance. When the celestial ceremonies are held in the heavens, they are all working as music.

When Shang Yan said, the tone was very ridiculous: "It is to be a party performance, and actually can be a teacher."

Yu Zhengdu: "..." Poor tight Naro, the first **** who is engaged in music, now directly into the evening performance guest.

He is still calm, saying: "It's normal. Now, the stars who perform at the party, the fans of many people are similar to the cults."

Shang Yan thought for a moment: "Well, yes."

After a while, they went to the public activity center of the park. When they saw it, they suddenly became shocked. I saw that the whole center of the activity center was emptied. The ground was crowded with dense people. There were hundreds of them. The older aunts are older than the older ones, sitting cross-legged and looking up at the front.

Although there are many people, the scene is quiet and surprising, and there is no one talking.

There are two monks on the center's small high platform. One is 40 years old, sitting on the futon, holding a rosary in his hand, and is proposing to the people below. Obviously, this is the awakening mage.

Next to the mage stood a small sand, holding a treasure chest in his hand, this is his accompanying disciple.

When Yu was arguing that they arrived, the Master of the Voice of the Faith had come to an end, and he said, "The lectures of today are here. Next, the old and the disciples will go to the next place and continue to improve. All beings."

Immediately, someone shouted: "Master of Jue, don't go so fast, we still want to continue listening to you."

Others nodded: "That is, Master, please stay in Diyang."

"We will continue to follow the master and tight Naro!"

There is no wave of innocence on the face of the Master of Jue, and he said: "You have the heart, but the poor as the chief disciple under the throne of the Nara, the majority of the people, and the responsibility of bringing the bliss of the world to the world of suffering. And you can covet the personal comfort, and let the people live regardless."

The sounding Master’s generous speech came out, and the local believers showed their admirable look. They did not dare to make another reservation. They said: “The master has worked hard.”

"Promoting the Dharma of the Dharma and saving the sentient beings in the suffering is the purpose of the king of the king, and the inferiority does not dare to take the merits." The sorcerer of the sound sighed softly and looked at the color of compassion. "It is only the mortal beings, the sea of ​​suffering, this Going all the way, I don’t know how many times I have to go through, but how many hardships I have to go through. I hope that the world can bathe in the compassion of the King of Naluo, and it will not be a bitter one."

With the words of the Master of Perception, the following people bowed and bowed, saying: "The disciple will follow the teachings of the King of Luo."

The Master of Judgment nodded: "This is so good, as long as you sincerely offer to the King of Naro, you will be able to board the Western Paradise."

After the vocalist finished speaking this, an old lady stood up and held a small cloth bag in her hand and said, "Mage, you have worked hard to carry forward the Dharma. This is a bit of a wish, please don't dislike the Master."

After the old lady finished, several people took out the packaged gifts and said: "The master has worked hard, little care, please accept it."

The voice of the Master of Mind is indifferent, and his face is unmoved: "Inferiority is only to comply with the will of the King of Nara, all in order to perfect the world, not for the interests of the world."

Yu Zhengdu looked awkward and talked with the merchants: "This master is a good routine."

Sure enough, when he had just finished speaking, he listened to the believers and prayed: "Master, this is dedicated to the king of tightness, please be sure to accept it."

"Yes, yes, we just hope that we can help the master to spread the sacred voice of the King of the King as soon as possible, and to give birth to all beings."

"I only hope that the master will continue to care for his disciples in the future and let the disciples once again appreciate the beauty of the Sanskrit."

The Master of Judgment sighed and looked helpless but helpless: "Since it is dedicated to the King of Tiara, the barren is not allowed to refuse, so the poor will be accepted, and the king will be tight in the future." Communicate your sincerity and help everyone get bliss early."

Those believers were very happy and admire: "Thank you Master." "Thank you Master!"

The Master of Judgment turned to Xiao Sha Mi and said: "Gentre, you will take care of the king of Luo to collect your wishes."

The nod of nod, nodded, stepped down the stairs, opened the treasure chest in his hand, and said: "Come, please line up the team, one by one."

Yu Zhengdu no expression: "... for a long time, the original box is ready."

I heard someone crying and screaming: "My son locked my passbook and money, I can't get it."

"I don't know if the Master of Acoustics walks today, what if I don't prepare in advance?"

Seeing the martial arts expertly took out a two-dimensional code from the treasure chest and said: "You must be anxious, if you have a mobile phone, you can also transfer money directly by mobile phone."

Yu Zhengdu has been unable to spit out: "...this master is too much!" This is not to drain the old people's deposits!

Fanatic believers rushed to prepare for the past queue, Liu Dazhao finally found the old uncle Liu from the crowd, screaming and rushing up, pulling the father to get started: "Old Liu, if you dare to put money today Donate it, I will never finish it with you!"

The people around him were shocked by the sudden changes, and they stopped to move and hid to the side to watch the play.

Old Liu Dun felt that there was no light on his face. While hiding from the attack of Liu Dazhao, he cried: "What do you know about your mother, do you know the merits? Do you know that the king will bless us?"

"Protect you a few, tight that Luo Wang can buy you rice to buy food? Or give you water and electricity charges?" Liu Dazhao anxious, the gesture is more and more pungent, "I have been worshipping Qinglian for so many years, God did not want A few dollars, what is the tightness of the king of the king, the opening of all the property, how can there be such a god?"

Liu Dazhao said this, not to mention Lao Liu, the surrounding people are not good at the face, and she knows what she knows: "Liu Wei, you are not right, tightly, Luo Wang did not ask for money, this It is our initiative to donate."

"That is, the King of Nao Luo lowered the Sanskrit and took us to the world of bliss. This is just a little bit of our gratitude."

Liu Dazhao’s character is hot, and he sees nothing at all. He plugs his waist and goes back: “I see that you have been brainwashed and donated money. What about life?”

Liu Dazhao’s words were angered by the public, and the surrounding group was indignant, and they were confronted with her, and they were more excited to push her up directly: “You have the courage to say it again!”

Liu Dazhao’s strength was weak, and he was so pushed. He almost fell again. Fortunately, the dispute has already foreseen the situation. He helped her in time and took her behind her. She even calmed the masses: “Please calm down. ,please calm--"

Where the fanatical believers would listen to him, they shouted: "She dared to tighten the king of Luo, it is so abominable!"

"That is, I still don't hurry to apologize and ask for the forgiveness of King Luo."

"When you wait for the king of Naro to lower the punishment, you will know that you regret it!"

Yu Zhengdu quickly swayed: "Don't you just say that the king of compassion is compassionate? If you punish others for this little thing, it is too stingy!"

everyone:"……"

A group of people who had been able to get up was suddenly unable to speak, but there were still people who were not guilty and stalked their necks and continued to swear: "Even if you don't care about the king, we can't let her go!"

Someone is about to reconcile, and they will see each other’s frustrations: "Then you are not violating the meaning of the king of Naluo. If you know what the king knows, he will be angry."

everyone:"……"

The rest of the people also shut up, everyone sighed, but wanted to continue to spray, but could not find the angle, the atmosphere was a bit stiff, and some people went to see the sound master.

At this time, the Master of Judgment finally stood up and said: "All sentient beings are suffering. The sufferings of the present world are the only way to the bliss. Why should these donors entangle in the present and spend time on the world? *in?"

As soon as the Master opened his mouth, the believers were quiet, and some people took the initiative to preach for the Master: "The Master of Judgment is a disciple under the throne of the Galaxy Bodhisattva, who was once personally spotted by the King of Narro. Tight Naluo, now the Master promotes Dharma in all parts of China, transforms all beings, and brings blissful Sanskrit to everyone."

The Master of Judgment nodded and looked at Yu to cross a few people, with a look of compassion: "As long as the donors turn back to the shore, let go of greed and ignorance, and then the king will wash the sins for you and help you board the bliss."

Hearing here, there has been a faint speculation in Yu’s heart. It seems that the way to tighten the powder is to promote to the masses that they can help them to enter the world of bliss. This is not much the way of propaganda with most religions. The difference, the really strange thing is that the enthusiasm of these believers on the scene is very unusual, it seems that there is absolute trust in this tight Nairobi, and even at all hesitate to offer all the net worth.

Yu is arguing for the turn of the mind, and Shang Xiao has already laughed and said: "Now tight Luo can also help people board the bliss?"

Yu Yu’s heart suddenly disappeared. From the beginning of Uncle Liu, to these believers, one by one, I mentioned the blissful Fanyin one by one, and the tightness of Naluo was the Western God of God. I want to hear that the Master can get the trust of so many people, perhaps related to this. .

Sure enough, when the Shangyu uttered a voice, some people couldn’t help but open their mouths: "The big tightness of the king of the king is not boundless, of course you can do it!"

"Yes, yes, the Master was personally spotted by the King of Narro, and he had already gone to the world of bliss, but for the sake of all sentient beings, he came back from the world of bliss and brought us Dharma and Sanskrit, so that we can know The beauty of the bliss world."

"The Master gave up his chance to become a god. What do we have to offer a small amount of money?"

"The Master let us hear the voice of the blissful world!"

As soon as I talked about the Sanskrit, someone immediately showed an intoxicating expression: "The Sanskrit is so wonderful. Just hearing the sound, I can already imagine how wonderful the world of bliss is."

Yu is fascinated by the look of the heart, and the heart is really like this.

Liu Dazhao also revealed a doubtful look: "What is the Fanyin in the end? Lao Liu has always been hanging on his lips."

She is the loyal and honest people of Qinglianguan. She has been worshipping for more than a few years in Qinglian. She never believed in other sects. She has never been to the sorcerer, and she will be so puzzled.

"Oh--" only the auditory sound master suddenly gave a long sigh, his face full of sad and sorrowful look, said, "The world is ignorant, can not see the true Buddha, the spirit is always self-righteous, rumors, sin ......But, today's barren will be sighed with relief, and once again, cast a spell for everyone, please tighten the Luofoguang, let the world in the bitter sea to appreciate the music of bliss..."

Surrounded by surprise: "Master, are you really?"

"Great, we can hear the sound of bliss again!"

"Mage, you have worked hard!"

The Master of Judgment waved his hand and took a look at his body: "As long as you can point the ignorant mortal, the bitterness of the poor road is what you have."

He said this generously, and suddenly let everyone admire, but also anger to argue for them.

"Master Gao Yi, I don't care about you, but I want to improve you. I hope you will know how to report."

"It is your luck to hear the Sanskrit, and you will be able to worship the king of Naro in the future."

The Master of Judgment waved his hand and signaled that everyone was quiet. This turned to Yu to succumb to them, revealing an inscrutable smile: "Several donors, then, please prepare yourself and experience the bliss with the poor. Sound it."

In the gaze of a few people in Yu Zhengdu, the Master of Judgment returned to the small high platform and sat down on the futon. He took out the rosary hanging on his wrist, held it with his palms, held his head high, and had words in his mouth.

At the same time, the little Shami squatted aside and began to burn incense, white cigarettes filled, creating a mysterious feeling.

In the smog envelope, the Master of Judgment also finished the scriptures, and sighed: "Congratulations to the King of the Kings to lower the Buddha's light, the generals of all living, to bring the sound of bliss for this vast sea of ​​bitterness."

The surrounding believers have seen this ritual. Seeing one by one, they are so excited that they can't help but push forward.

Yu Zhengdu could not help but follow everyone's eyes and look at the string of beads that were lifted up.

The beads look like some years old, the color is black and bright, reflecting a faint glow in the smog.

Then, I saw two thumb-sized halos flying out of the beads and slowly flying into the air.

Yu Zhengdu did not consciously lean forward a little, this is seen through the faint smog, it turned out to be two small people in the halo, two men, one man and one woman, the male horse head, take it in hand With a cross drum, the woman looks dignified and holds a harp in her hand.

Looking around, other people seem to have not seen these two villains, obviously they are not mortal.

Shang Yang said in his ear: "Well, it is indeed a guest performer of the Western Method Society, tight Naro."

Yu Zhengdu: "..." He also thought that these two villains came out to bring their own aura, which was quite sultry. As a result, it was said that the buff of the gods disappeared instantly.

When he looked at it again, he felt that the two little gods were completely unforced.

The Master of Judgment also looked at the two tight Nairos, his face was slightly colored, only waiting for them to play the music, shocking these ignorant mortals.

However, the two tight Nairos did not know what happened, and suddenly they were stuck in the air, as if they had solidified, and they had no movement for a long time.

The believers who had been prepared for waiting for a long time did not wait for the Sanskrit, and could not help but look over.

The Master of Judgment is also puzzled and has to say again: "Please tighten the king of the king to lower the Sanskrit."

The tight Nairo in the air is still motionless.

Quietly around, the legendary Sanskrit still does not sound.

The believers had some commotion, and the Master of Sounds couldn’t stop it anymore. They risked being discovered by the believers. When they came close to seeing Naro, they saw them somehow, and they all looked like a thunderous expression. After a closer look, they found that they all looked straight ahead, and the body seemed to tremble slightly.

The Master of Judgment doubts in his heart, looking at them from the line of sight, and then on the gaze of Shang.

Shang Yan held his chest with both hands and looked at the two tight Nairos with no expression on his face. When he saw the Master of Judgment, he laughed and screamed and screamed at the Luo: "Is it tight?"

The Master of Judgment was suddenly shocked, and his heart could not be seen. This person can see the tightness.

He is still guessing whether the other party is talking to the tight Naro. The two tight Nairos have already panicked their hands and gestured in the air. "No, we are not tight, but we are not tight." Little tight Nairo."

The man tightly said: "I am the drummer tight Naro."

Woman: "I am a guitarist."

Two people: "We are just singing and singing in the Fa Conference. The King of Luo is the deceased of this monk, and has nothing to do with us!"

Guru Master:? ? ? ? ? ?

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

Can these two performers not be a little sacred?

The author has something to say: The leader of the previous chapter did not write well, let everyone misunderstand, has been revised, you can re-view, the story of the Taoist is just a memory of Xiaokui, and has nothing to do with the dispute...

The information of Le Shen refers to some Buddhist materials and "Yangyang Miscellaneous", which is private, not too serious!

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