After listening to the great elder's words, Zhao Hai smiled slightly and put the phone aside: "Just kidding, you are a senior, how dare I hit you?"
...
The great elder was choked by Zhao Hai's words for several seconds and didn't know what to say.
An old antique who has lived for thousands of years, even participated in the construction of Wang Shi's cemetery, and always calls himself senior.
"hehe..."
"Don't worry, the old man will definitely not have any other ideas during this trip to the cemetery."
"After all, under the high pressure of Heavenly Court and Lingshan, cooperation will benefit both sides, and I still understand the principle of win-win."
The great elder said very sincerely.
He didn't consider at all whether there was an error. With Zhao Hai's wisdom, when faced with Wang Ye's call, no matter how low the probability was, he should have considered that what Wang Ye might say would definitely not be in his mind. In front of him, let him hear.
The only explanation... was for him.
Tell him that there is a brainless man here in Tianzhu who is worried about your family fortune every day.
"But I also hope that Minister Zhao and City Master Wang will communicate more so that nothing unpleasant happens."
"Qingfeng Village... will always be the most loyal ally of the Tianzhu."
The great elder said seriously, then nodded to Zhao Hai, then turned and left.
After the great elder left, Zhao Hai slowly put away the smile on his face and glanced at the horizon outside the window, feeling a little lost.
"I wonder if your stage has been set up..."
"The actor I hired is about to appear on stage."
"Hope for a happy co-operation..."
After muttering a few words to himself, Zhao Hai withdrew his gaze and continued to deal with the matter at hand.
…
Leiyin Temple.
The color of this splendid temple is a little dim at this time.
The originally pure golden wall now has a faint hint of red, and you can even see some blood vessel-like veins emerging on the wall, beating slightly, and blood flowing through the blood vessels from time to time.
This Leiyin Temple does not seem to be a building now, but has a life of its own.
Suddenly, Leiyin Temple became transparent for a moment.
It can be clearly seen that in the middle of Leiyin Temple, Maitreya is sitting cross-legged in the air, with his eyes closed and his expression solemn. Wisps of energy and blood are constantly spreading from his body, floating throughout the building, and again. It is quickly absorbed by the surrounding walls.
Around Leiyin Temple, Sanskrit sounds continued, and this independent space became a little quiet, and the sky became dark.
Only this Leiyin Temple looks more and more weird and unusual in this environment.
until...
"Amitabha."
"Everything you think about, hope for, and imagine is all false."
"Past, present, Future..."
"Cause and effect are cyclic, so why bother with obsession."
"Finally, one day, I hold the past in my hands, am in the present, and can reach the future at any time."
"This...is the way of heaven."
A somewhat dull sound sounded in the space like thunder.
Immediately afterwards, the Leiyin Temple began to shake violently, and one could clearly see that Maitreya's face was filled with pain, as if he was constantly struggling, but there was no way to escape.
And his body kept floating towards the wall, gradually embedded in the wall, as if...
Continuous integration.
"I am for the future."
"The future is invisible, unfathomable, and untouchable."
"I... am invincible."
Suddenly, Maitreya suddenly opened his eyes, breathing heavily. Although he seemed to have fallen into some kind of dead situation, his eyes were still calm. He spoke hoarsely, with stubbornness written on his face, stubborn.
But the only response he received was a chuckle.
There seemed to be no interest in refuting.
"Your way is to embrace the past, accept the present, and look forward to the future."
"But now you have no past, no physical body, and only a future."
"In this game of chess, the toughest winner will be me."
After leaving such words, Maitreya closed his eyes weakly again, and his body gradually integrated into the wall and disappeared, as if he was completely integrated with the building.
…
Wasteland.
Ran Deng's evil thoughts looked more solemn than ever at this time, looking into the distance with fear in his eyes.
"asshole!"
"How cruel, you should absorb all the evil thoughts in this world!"
Ran Deng cursed through gritted teeth with evil thoughts, and then ran away crazily towards a certain place, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Probably a few minutes later.
A figure suddenly appeared where Ran Deng's evil thoughts were standing before. This figure was a bit illusory and did not look real, but it continued to exude a terrifying aura.
Just the energy fluctuations emitted unintentionally caused cracks to appear in the surrounding space.
In the hands of this figure, he was holding the gravekeeper of Ran Deng Shan Nian, who had fallen into coma.
"You're really alert."
"Okay, you can't escape."
He said something lazily. The figure was carrying the tombkeeper like a dead dog. He stretched out his fingers and tapped the tombkeeper's eyebrows. Soon, a wisp of breath was forced to escape. It seems to be pointing in a certain direction.
"The game of cat and mouse doesn't look that interesting."
"This mouse is too weak."
With a sigh, the figure disappeared from the place instantly like a ghost.
…
Half a day passed.
Ran Deng's evil thoughts stood there in despair, looking at the illusory figure opposite, his eyes full of resentment, and he roared unwillingly: "Why!"
"He should be your opponent!"
"If you do this, the only person who will end up harming your interests more is yourself!"
The figure just looked at Ran Deng's evil thoughts in a daze, and spoke condescendingly: "Yes, there are many stories in this, but... you are not qualified to listen to it."
As the words fell, the figure appeared next to Ran Deng evil thoughts in the next second.
The evil thoughts and black energy that had been invincible before seemed to have languished, and they automatically avoided the figure, allowing him to stand beside Ran Deng and click lightly.
The next second, Ran Deng closed his eyes tightly, and his full mental power was locked in a corner of his mind.
The figure picked him up with the other hand, and together with the tombkeeper, dragged him somewhere.
Looking in the direction, it is Leiyin Temple.
…
"Past, present, Future."
"very nice."
"I'm looking forward to it."
Casually throwing the tomb keeper and burning lamp with evil thoughts in front of the gate of Leiyin Temple, the figure said lazily, looking curiously at the building in front of him.
Then, the door suddenly opened.
A tattered and bleeding arm suddenly stretched out from the door, grabbed the two bodies, dragged them back, and the door was closed again.
