Bai Yeshu is a great heavenly book spirit, born of the way of heaven, recording all living beings and all things, and recording the vast world. Make heaven and earth, and still make death.
Heaven wipes his ass every day, neither can he be beaten nor punished.
The stupid dad said: "It must be a book after all. What if a thunder hits and it catches me? How heartbreaking will it be?"
However, scolding was useless, so I kept looking forward to finding someone who could control him...
One day, I saw my son who had committed a terrible death and destroyed a medium-sized world and smashed Bai Ye's book.
Father Tiandao finally got angry...
Bai Yeshu: "Dad, you don't love me anymore... Do you have another kid outside!!" QAQ
Tiandao: "You brat! Go to the lower world and reflect on me! What have you done! Can you destroy the world if you can? Do you know how troublesome it is to deal with the aftermath!" (▼Van▼#)
Bai. Three years old. Actually three hundred years old. A little expert in committing suicide. Hua Shu: "Just go, who is afraid of you! Damn old man!"
Well...(＠￣ー￣＠)
In addition, if you have something to do, burn paper and if nothing happens, burn incense. Don't send razors.
Crab cooperation.