Holding the Book of Miracles

Holding the Book of Miracles

by Worrying About The Long Night

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The monk smiled and said, "Let the poor monk ferry you" The monster said inexplicably and impatiently: "Bald donkey, hit him if you want, don't make such noise." The monk held the Buddha's seal and was not angry. He smiled and asked, "Really don't want a poor monk to ferry you?" ..."As expected, I can't be convinced. Monster! Look at me, the mighty heavenly dragon, the great Lo Dharma mantra, the Prajna Buddhas, the World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna, please coax me! " All he saw was a golden light that pierced Luo Shuyi so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. All he heard was the sound of ping-pong and the monk's angry curses. "If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!" "Old... Poor monk gave you face?" "Give me something you don't want!" "Don't even ask for the poor monk's name. If the poor monk wants to be saved, it's just to give you face. No matter how many people ask the poor monk to save him, the poor monk won't be saved..." "Master, spare my life!" "Have mercy on me, Master. Please save me. I am willing to be saved by you. Please save me!" "Spare, spare my life..." The monster roared from the beginning to begging for mercy in the end. "Take your mother's head off!" "If you ask me to save you, I will save you. Who do you think you are, and who do you think I am?"

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