Every time Ye Qing took a step, the corpses turned around, and the resentment on them became stronger. Fulin became more sinister. Others might have lost their consciousness at this time and became part of Fulin. However, Ye Qing Qing seemed very satisfied with the scene in front of him, and his smile was still warm.
"Is this right? How can there be a Buddha in such a ghost place?"
Ye Qing smiled and continued walking towards the Folin Center.
Seeing the demonic sound and resentment could not stop Ye Qing. The corpses roared silently and rushed towards Ye Qing, intending to cut him into pieces.
However, as soon as those corpses came within ten feet of Ye Qing, they turned into ashes in an instant.
When Ye Qing arrived in front of a large hall in the center of Folin, behind him, there was already a thick layer of fly ash, which was caused by countless corpses turning into ashes.
However, the corpses in the forest seemed to be endless, and they still rushed towards him without fear of death.
However, when he came to the front of the hall, all the corpses stopped pursuing him. The resentment on their bodies slowly receded, and their ferocious faces returned to compassion and peace, turning into the kind and compassionate look before.
Even the eerie Buddha Forest has become peaceful and peaceful again, just like the pure land on earth.
Ye Qing ignored the changes around him and looked at the hall in front of him with interest.
The main hall in front of you is still made of countless corpses. However, the whole hall does not look gloomy, but is majestic and magnificent.
In the main hall, there is only one Buddha statue. .z.
The Buddha statue is sitting cross-legged. Even if it is sitting, it is more than thirty feet high. The Buddha statue points one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, with a compassionate and majestic expression.
In this world, I am the only one who is supreme.
"Donor, let's see how my Buddhist kingdom looks like."
Suddenly, the Buddha statue in the main hall lowered its eyes slightly, and a majestic voice slowly sounded.
"Not bad, it's very suitable for this ghost place like Xudu City!" Ye Qing said.
"Then, the donor is willing to join me and become the master of this Buddhist forest and the king of the Buddhist kingdom?" the Buddha statue said.
"Not interested in."
Ye Qing shook his head: "This place is like a ghost, how can you become a Buddha? Do you want to leave this ghost place? Leave this false and dark city?"
"I don't want to." The Buddha statue, the Buddha, refused: "My Buddha has great compassion and great perseverance, so what about ghosts and monsters? If ghosts and monsters are not empty, I will never become a Buddha!"
"Amitabha……"
"Really?" Ye Qing smiled slightly, took a step forward and entered the hall.
"Boom boom boom..."
The moment Ye Qing stepped into the hall, the entire hall shook, trembled, and buzzed. Slowly, the tremors spread throughout the entire forest, and the buzz turned into a roaring sky.
In Folin, all the corpses were reduced to ashes;
In the main hall, there are cracks all over the Buddha statues.
"Think again? Do you want to leave here?"
Ye Qing raised his head, looked at Lafayette and said,
Lafayette, whose whole body was covered with cracks, was silent for a moment and then said, "Think!"
"Think about it, that's right."
Ye Qing raised his lips and smiled, and the trembling Fulin and the roaring sound disappeared: "Then, let's discuss the terms first!"
"Lord Buddha, if you want to leave Fulin, it's very simple. I can help you. But the premise is that you have to find a few people for me."
"Who are you looking for?" After a few breaths of silence, Lafayette asked, his voice no longer as majestic and solemn as before, but became cautious.
"My friend." Ye Qing said, and his magical thoughts sent a message: "This is their appearance information. As long as you can help me find them, Lord Fo, then I can let you leave Xudu City."
The old Buddha said: "I... poor monk, do your best!"
"It's not about trying your best, it's about finding it and making it alive."
Ye Qing's voice suddenly became oppressive: "If you can't find them or they are dead, then I will help you and go see your Buddha."
"Poor monk...obey."
old buddha
The Lord bowed his head, and thousands of corpses were weeping inside and outside the forest.
"Noisy..."
Ye Qing snorted coldly, and like thunder, a terrifying momentum swept across the world, and the sobbing stopped in an instant.
"No matter what method you use, I just want the result."
Ye Qing turned around, ignored Lafayette, and walked outside the forest: "If you do it well, you will be rewarded. If you don't do it well, you will die!"
Thousands of corpses were speechless, only Ye Qing's voice floated over the forest, lingering for a long time.
In the filthy and chaotic Xudu City, where life is worse than death, there is such a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, like a fairyland on earth. This is the Landscape Painting Workshop.
Landscape painting workshop is a city, a city with beautiful mountains and clear waters. In the city, there are row upon row of pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings. There is an endless flow of people. The people perform their duties and live and work in peace and contentment. Everyone has a smile on their face. Happy beautiful smile.
Because in the landscape painting studio, there is no weirdness, no terror, no danger, no famine, and no killing. There is only peace and joy, and some are just beauty and happiness. Therefore, the people living in the landscape painting studio are very happy and happy.
Although people in the landscape painting studio also need to work and perform their duties, and they also have to live, grow old, sick and die, the landscape painting studio is still a paradise that everyone in Xudu City longs for.
However, entering the Landscape Painting Workshop is not something you can get into just because you want to.
If you want to enter the landscape painting workshop, you must be a person who is not distorted and has a good mind.
In addition, once you enter the Landscape Painting Studio, you will live forever and cannot leave. Life, old age, illness and death will all be within the Landscape Painting Studio.
The reason for this is that the Shanshui Painting Workshop is essentially a painting, an ink landscape painting made by the old man Shanshui.
The name of the landscape painting studio also comes from this.
There is no doubt that the master of the landscape painting workshop is Mr. Shanshui.
But no one has seen where Old Shanshui is or what he looks like.
However, the people in the landscape painting studio don't care. They eat well, sleep well, and there are no disasters or dangers here. Who cares who the old man is, and who cares who the owner of the landscape painting boat is?
As if no one cared, Old Man Yan on the street looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him and sighed slightly.
Old Yan is an old man in his fifties with gray temples. He makes a living by selling paintings. He likes to sit on the street every day and paint for others. He earns two or three copper coins, and then buys a pot of wine and a stove. Chicken, sitting by the window of the restaurant, eating and drinking leisurely; if the business is good and I have more money, I will occasionally go to Baihua Building and Fengyue Fang to relax and have a good time, so that I feel free and at ease.
Although Old Man Yan lived in poverty, he was always content and happy. He smiled and was kind and approachable every day. He never sighed or looked sad.
However, Old Man Yan today was uncharacteristically different, with a solemn expression and gloomy eyes.
Because, in front of his painting stall, an uninvited guest came.
A young but powerful uninvited guest.
