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The Third Prince Ming sent his greetings to Lingji Bodhisattva and his whole family in his heart!
"If Chu Hao hadn't stopped him, King Jiang III would have rushed up and slapped Lingji Bodhisattva. If Chu Hao hadn't killed Lingji Bodhisattva, King Jiang III would have wanted to kill him!
You¡¯re sick, aren¡¯t you? !
Within the Three Realms, among the gods and Buddhas, even if you go to the River of Blood and the Sea of ??Styx to propose marriage to Heavenly Concubine Umo, it would be better than kidnapping the God of Law Enforcement and Prison of the Three Realms!
Isn¡¯t it good to be alive?
King Jiang III Ming turned around and left without any intention of looking back.
Lingji Bodhisattva originally thought that King Jiang III would come to fish for him, and he would finally be saved.
But the cruel turn of King Jiang III made Lingji Bodhisattva so scared that he burst into tears, angry and frightened.
"Don't go, this is really not the case. Besides, creating disasters is also a task given by Buddha! Save me, don't go"
At this moment, half of Lingji Bodhisattva's physical body has been destroyed, and half of his life is basically gone.
Chu Hao looked at King Jiang III Ming with a joking look on his face,
"Hey, he said that Buddha ordered him to kidnap me. Is that true?"
King Jiang III Ming was so panicked that he waved his hands repeatedly and shouted:
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Don't spread rumors if you don't believe them!"
"Who are you, that strong man? We in Xitian don't have a young man like you. You have been expelled from Buddhism. Please stop engaging in illegal activities in the name of Xitian!"
Very simply, he was expelled from Buddhism on the spot!
Lingji Bodhisattva cried when he saw it, I really am not, I really don¡¯t have it, wuwuwuwu!
It was all a misunderstanding. He was a fishing law enforcement officer, and I was just a stupid fish caught.
King Ming of the Third Generation never looked back.
Buddha will understand me.
Chu Hao suddenly said:
"Stop!"
For a moment, King Jiang III wanted to turn around and run away.
But he is still relatively confident. If the prison god wants to kill him, he will definitely die.
Can't you escape at all?
So, Prince Ming of the Third Generation turned his head, lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully:
"Prison God, do you have any advice? If necessary, we at Xitian will provide free salvation services and raise the ashes of Lingji Bodhisattva."
"It turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. This is the great compassion of Lingji Bodhisattva."
Under the wind and nothingness, Lingji Bodhisattva sticks to his soul.
But when I heard this, my heart felt cold, so cold.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? king of the Ming Dynasty, Prince Ming, has already planned to turn himself into spring mud to protect the flower capital?
I'm dripping a mother, why is the west heaven suffering from the west heaven?
Lingji Bodhisattva also felt that he might really have no chance to save himself. For a moment, he felt so sad that he could not cut it off.
Chu Hao smiled and said to Prince Ming of the Third Generation:
"Ah, since you want the ashes of Lingji Bodhisattva so much, it will be easy to handle. This is the case."
"Do you think his share of ashes is worth two acquired treasures?"
King Jiang III Ming: "???"
Sun Wukong: "??!"
Zhu Bajie: "?!!"
King Huangfeng: "!!!"
I, Cao, do you still have this kind of operation?
At that moment, Prince Ming of Jiang III doubted his own world view.
Not only King Jiang III thought it was a bit outrageous, but even Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were shocked.
¡°Damn it, I haven¡¯t seen such a refined, easy-going, business-minded boss for a long time.
The semi -steps of the western heaven are frustrated. Before you die, you have to sell the ashes of the Lingji Bodhisattva.
Lingji Bodhisattva¡¯s whole body is full of treasures.
Achieving maximum utilization of resources.
Combining the real economy with the virtual economy and using ashes as packaging is actually selling a belief that allows Xitian to pay for their own theory of cause and effect.
Everyone had really thought about this kind of operation, and they were even more amazed.
Before they entered industrialization, Chu Hao had already integrated the business of arresting people, convicting people, executing people, cremating people, and selling ashes into an industrial chain!
The next step will be to introduce the six paths of reincarnation to select theWith the set meal, Chu Hao realized the closed loop that Xitian had dreamed of for a long time.
Absolute, absolutely absolutely!
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? I¡¯m willing to be the loser!
Chu Hao looked at King Jiang III Ming with great sincerity,
"I am very sincere. Of course, I am not forcing you to buy it. This kind of thing can be discussed by everyone."
King Jiang III Ming waved his hands repeatedly, with a look of madness on his face, but he still had to control his tone to make it gentle and polite.
"No, no, we in the West are very particular about fate. The ashes of Lingji Bodhisattva are buried in this yellow maple forest. It is also fate. I believe he himself is very satisfied."
Lingji Bodhisattva has been blown to pieces with half of his body and half of his soul.
Hearing Chu Hao¡¯s devilish operation of selling ashes again, and Prince Jiang III¡¯s scattering of ashes casually, Lingji Bodhisattva lost his mind on the spot.
The entire body was shattered in an instant, and a pile of ashes was swept up in the wind of nothingness.
Before dying, Lingji Bodhisattva roared angrily,
"What a ruthless and unjust Xitian. A catastrophe is coming. The third generation of Mingwang descends. I curse you to death. I curse Xitian to be bloodbathed by the devil!"
Lingji Bodhisattva is completely gone, the physical soul is completely shattered, and even the true spirit is destroyed by the wind of nothingness.
When King Jiang III heard that Lingji Bodhisattva was cursing Xitian before his death, he couldn't help but feel a little ugly on his face.
"What does Chu Hao, the murderer, have to do with me, the Third Ming King?" What does it have to do with my Western Heaven?
Chu Hao saw that King Jiang III Ming looked unhappy, and he comforted him enthusiastically:
"Don't listen to him. Does it have to be a demonic attack on Lingshan? I think that kind of thing should be diversified. For example, I can do it, Sun Wukong can do it, and Zhu Bajie can do it."
"There can be no racial discrimination or sex discrimination in this matter. Everyone has this opportunity, so don't worry."
Prince Jiang III Mingwang said with a dark face, "Thank you."
Good fellow, you are not a son of man!
You comforted a ghost?
Chu Hao grabbed a ball of ashes and placed it in front of Prince Jiang III.
Chu Hao shouted softly and softly:
"Selling ashes, selling ashes! Young man, buy a box of ashes!"
"Newly burned ones are much cheaper."
The little boy who sells ashes!
The face of King Jiang III Ming was completely dark, without any luster. He was so angry that Chu Hao was so angry that he was confused.
My blood pressure is a bit out of control.
" However, King Jiang III was a sensible person after all. He was angry at this moment, and the next second he became ashes in Chu Hao's hands.
King Jiang III Ming gritted his teeth, firmly maintained the stiff smile on his face, and said:
"Thank you if you don't buy it. I have something else to do, so I'll take the first step."
Chu Hao timidly said:
"Old uncle, if you don't buy my ashes, I'll let you go see your grandma."
King Jiang III Ming was about to cry for a moment.
He really has never thought of such a trick!
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