Chapter 1125 Dog

The Bodhisattva knelt on the ground, Ditīng's support and assistance appearing so insignificant at this moment that Ditīng also knelt down.

The two destructions of the Sumeru Small World were too damaging to the Bodhisattva.

The more you seek stability in doing anything, the higher the cost you will pay, and the more you need to take care of and arrange everything.

This is different from taking a risky gamble, which is an act of using a small amount to gain a large profit, seeking to obtain greater benefits and gains at a small price and cost.

Obviously, the Bodhisattva was definitely not the latter;

But the stall was spread too wide, and once there was a problem, the backlash would naturally be even greater.

From beginning to end, the Xiezhi can be said to have never attacked the Bodhisattva, but it was precisely it that seriously injured the Bodhisattva twice in a row.

According to the original plan, everything could have been very calm and composed.

Finding the last generation, forcing the last generation to take action, and then trapping the last generation in this Sumeru Small World, he could leave on his own.

Grievances and entanglements would all be left in this Sumeru Small World.

It can be said that from the beginning, the Bodhisattva never thought of fighting to the death with the last generation here; this was not his style.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva..."

Diting anxiously called to the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva lowered his head; perhaps because the mask obscured most of his face, you couldn't see the Bodhisattva's expression at this time. Of course, even without the mask, given the Bodhisattva's character, he wouldn't reveal a painful expression.

"Can't fall."

This was the Bodhisattva's explanation to Ditīng.

Ditīng felt a great weight lifted from his heart.

The Bodhisattva raised his head,

Looking ahead,

That Xiezhi,

Had come here again.

Like a husky that had just demolished a house in the Buddhist realm,

Having heard its "master's" call, it couldn't wait to rush towards its master.

However, the awkward thing was that the relationship between this pair of master and servant was really not harmonious, and could even be said to be dire.

Originally, after seeing the Bodhisattva being "serenaded,"

The old Daoist was: o(n_n)o

However, when he realized that the Bodhisattva was kneeling and the huge Wangcai appeared in front of him,

The old Daoist was: (┬＿┬)

It was like untangling the nine linked rings; one ring went down and then another. It seemed like you were constantly untangling, but the more you untangled, the more complicated it became.

"Whistle whistle whistle~~~~~"

The old Daoist whistled,

His eyes began to wander to the sides,

Tiptoeing, he moved furtively to the other side.

If you added an off-screen voice, it would probably be:

"You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me;

I'm air, I'm air, I'm air."

In fact,

The Xiezhi didn't even glance at the old Daoist,

The old Daoist staged a real-life version of "better a dead friend than a dead me,"

Successfully creating some distance.

The Xiezhi's attention had always been on Ying Gou. When it sensed Ying Gou's aura, when it heard that familiar "Wangcai," the terrifying scar that had existed since ancient times instantly cracked open at this moment!

Ying Gou, who controlled Zhou Zew's body, seemed a little calm and collected. This wasn't a forced act; with Ying Gou's character and spirit, even if he were to die in battle, he would probably choose to prop his sword on the ground beforehand so that even after death, he could maintain his body's uprightness.

Ying Gou reached out his hand,

Walking straight towards the Xiezhi.

The anger in the Xiezhi's eyes intensified.

Ying Gou's hand rested on the Xiezhi's nose.

"Long time... no see..."

Ying Gou murmured.

Of the old acquaintances from ancient times, there really weren't many left now.

Ying Gou looked at the Xiezhi, really like he was looking at the neighbor's foolish son from back home.

Although he had been beaten by him for being naughty,

Many years later, when you are wandering outside and suddenly see him, you can't help but feel emotional.

Of course, this is also because you are the one who beat people, not the one who was beaten.

What was obvious was that the Xiezhi didn't have the same "seeing a fellow villager brings tears to your eyes" sentiment. The corners of its mouth even slightly curled into an arc.

This was gloating, and at the same time, it was mocking.

The temperament of the Dharma Beast has always been bad; this is nonsense. A personality that is good-tempered and only knows how to smooth things over is really not suitable for enforcing the law.

"Roar!"

A roar erupted from the Xiezhi's mouth,

It raised its front hooves,

And a terrifying and oppressive cyclone suddenly exploded,

Crushing directly towards Ying Gou with suffocating legal rules!

How many years has it been?

Reuniting again,

It really couldn't suppress the excitement of wanting to directly smash you into mincemeat!

Ying Gou placed his hands behind his back,

Not dodging, not resisting,

As if he had completely given up,

Only wanting the old Daoist, who had already distanced himself, to take a picture of his most handsome moment before he died.

Zhou Zew, who had lost control of his body but was still able to "watch" from the first-person perspective, felt a sense of game over surging in his heart at this moment.

"Crack..."

However,

Just as the front hooves were about to smash onto Ying Gou,

They suddenly stopped.

The actions of both sides seemed to fall into a bizarre stillness at this moment.

In the Xiezhi's eyes, which had been filled with anger, a struggle began to emerge.

It was difficult for the Xiezhi,

Because the feeling it had for the man in front of it at this moment,

Suddenly became extremely complex,

Both love and hate,

Like a suffering heroine in a romance drama.

"Old Zhang is still there?"

Zhou Zew said in his heart.

This was obvious, because Zhou Zew didn't believe that the Xiezhi would hate Ying Gou so much because it had been beaten up by him in ancient times to the point of now hating him for love. It must be Old Zhang's consciousness that had successfully influenced the Xiezhi at this moment.

"Yes..."

Ying Gou also responded.

"But it looks like Old Zhang can't hold on for too long."

The size of the Xiezhi was unimaginable. It was already extremely rare for Old Zhang's consciousness to have an impact on the Xiezhi. It was really unrealistic to expect more.

"Yes..."

The next moment,

Ying Gou closed his eyes.

………………

"Buzz!"

Zhou Zew felt a tremor in his body and subconsciously thought that Ying Gou thought this was a dead end, and that continuing to stalemate would not change the situation, so he simply gave up and handed over control of his body to him, letting him face death.

But soon,

Zhou Zew realized he was wrong.

Right now, he wasn't in that broken Sumeru Small World, but in an execution ground.

In the execution ground, there were torture instruments that stretched as far as the eye could see, a bit like Qin Shi Huang's Terracotta Army pit, except that what was frozen here wasn't thousands of soldiers, but people being tortured.

This scene was even more terrifying than the small hells of punishment in the underworld.

And in this execution ground, there stood majestic stone tablets, with inscriptions noting the crimes committed and the corresponding punishments that should be meted out.

This,

Should be the Xiezhi's spiritual world, right?

And it could also be seen that,

Before the Xiezhi became lazy and dormant, it had actually done a lot of things.

"Boss..."

A familiar voice came,

Zhou Zew immediately turned around, but saw nothing.

But Zhou Zew was certain that it was Old Zhang's voice.

"Old Zhang, you're still alive? Still alive?"

This was indeed a surprise for Zhou Zew.

"Boss..."

Old Zhang's voice came again, this time from the left.

But when Zhou Zew looked there, he only saw a mountain of knives.

"Boss..."

"Where are you?"

"Boss."

This time,

The voice was right in front of him,

Zhou Zew took a few steps forward,

And his vision began to distort.

In the distorted vision, a black boulder appeared. Ancient characters were carved on the boulder. This script had really exceeded Zhou Zew's knowledge. It wasn't the kind of ancient writing you would expect; it was even older and more abstract, but it should be in the same vein as Chinese characters, because in these characters, you could still feel their spirit.

Below the black boulder, there was also a rusty iron chain, a bit like the place where people in rural areas tied up their wolves.

And combining it with the fact that everything here was related to the Xiezhi,

You could probably guess that,

The words on this stone were likely written by Emperor Yao, and at the beginning, when he decided to raise the Dharma Beast in the hope of achieving legal punishment under heaven, the still very young Xiezhi should have been raised here.

"Boss..."

The voice came from inside the black stone.

Immediately afterwards,

Zhou Zew saw Old Zhang walk out of the stone.

"Old Zhang!"

"Boss..."

Old Zhang's body was semi-transparent, but his face was full of peace and tranquility.

"Old Zhang, you're trapped here?" Zhou Zew asked.

Old Zhang shook his head.

"I'll find a way to get you out... if I don't die."

There was no way; without that suffix, Zhou Zew really didn't have much confidence when he said the first half of the sentence.

The flow of time in the spiritual world should be different from that outside, but obviously, the rampaging Xiezhi outside at this moment was really an unsolvable problem.

"Boss, I quite like it here."

"Don't say such insincere things."

"No, Boss, look..."

Old Zhang reached out and pointed to the "Terracotta Army" around him.

"They have been silent for a long time."

"Yes, and then?"

"I want to make them come alive again, to make the law no longer dormant."

"Are you Old Zhang?"

Zhou Zew now suspected that the Old Zhang in front of him wasn't Old Zhang, but a shadow transformed by the Xiezhi's consciousness after infiltrating, only borrowing Old Zhang's image.

Just then,

A dark shadow emerged from behind the black stone. A Xiezhi that looked about the size of a Tibetan mastiff slowly walked out from there.

Although its size had decreased, the terrifying pressure it carried was still terrifying!

At this moment, what Zhou Zew was thinking was whether Ying Gou was worried that his appearance would further stimulate the Xiezhi, so he let him come out to negotiate?

Finally,

The Tibetan mastiff-like Xiezhi walked up to Zhou Zew,

Its eyes,

Still filled with滔天anger, staring intently at Zhou Zew, as if it would pounce on him in the next moment and tear him to pieces.

The biggest difference between Zhou Zew and Ying Gou was that he could be flexible; at least, he wouldn't be inflexible for the sake of being inflexible.

So,

At this moment,

Zhou Zew bent his waist slightly to match the Xiezhi's current height,

Trying to squeeze out some smiles,

"Are you well..."

The moment Zhou Zew spoke,

The Xiezhi roared almost crazily, and this spiritual world began to tremble in this roar!

This was,

The most terrifying sound in the world:

"Woof!"