Zhu Jiuyin’s eyes flashed with a fierce light and a few holes pointed to Sakyamuni’s 6-pressure dry cry, "Martial uncle and nephew have just had a little stomach now. These monks are stingy and promise to have a full meal but don’t give good things."

Sakyamuni was secretly surprised at Zhu Jiu’s appetite in the shade. He said faintly, "Zhu Daoyou’s eating in Lingshan is really gone."
The third volume Fairy things Chapter two hundred and forty-three The stomach is shocked.
Gammuny’s expression is very sorry and calm. There is nothing to do/talk about Lingshan. Really, there is nothing to eat. This man’s belly is a face of injustice and unfathomable.
Perhaps this "generosity" is the reason why the demon emperor saint accepted his brother.
Sakyamuni can’t tell whether he is admiring or mocking. His eyes droop and he recites the scriptures silently.
If it weren’t for one side of Wuzhuang view, my martial uncle would have been fooled by him …
6 press the corners of the mouth with a smile and look at Zhu Jiuyin with interest, which is hidden in the simple and honest face.
"Martial Uncle, you have to uphold justice for my little nephew, but you can’t watch them bully and say nothing. There are all good things in your eyes, and you don’t want to fill my stomach." Zhu Jiuyin’s fat hand grabbed the corner of 6-pressure skirt and began to cry.
6 pressure hard to suppress the laughter and cooperate with his nephew’s displeasure. The man is not a bald Buddha.
The ancient Buddha of Sakyamuni looked at each other and made no secret of Naihe’s wry smile. "Amitabha invited the demon emperor to make friends with Zhu Dao, and I really didn’t have any food in Lingshan."
"Nonsense!" Zhu Jiuyin jumped three feet high and landed covered in glistening, squinting into a mung bean-sized beating, raging and angry. "Here, here, here … well, aren’t there all delicious things here?" ! Open your eyes and lie. "
The meat is full of fat hands, and even the tip of Sakyamuni’s nose has not been spared, leaving only a look of contempt and deep contempt.
Is it Lingshan’s strength to look at it? Or a bald man? Heaven/God knows
Zhu Jiuyin changed his previous behavior with low eyebrows and obedient eyes. This animal is regarded as seeing himself. This second meeting with ShiShu is a marvellous one, and it is unfathomable to repair enough baldness to shock the house, including the bald one.
With the chattering and honest fingers flying all over the sky, hundreds of monks’ veins stood out suddenly and violently, and even Sakyamuni’s peaceful and harmonious face was unconsciously covered with a thin layer of anger.
Peace and harmony are high because of the world strife. If someone provokes this world strife and tramples on this high place, it will never be the right cheek that waits for him.
Sakyamuni is not Amitabha … Buddha also has fire.
"Zhu Daoyou can help himself if he looks at what he eats." The burning ancient Buddha sat silently beside the Tathagata Buddha for years, and the only person in the Buddhist temple who never lost his temper spoke quietly and peacefully, which made the whole hall of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Lohan feel ashamed and admired.
Manjusri, Pu Xian, Guanyin, the three Bodhisattvas, the former disciples of the ancient Buddha, and Sakyamuni, the Buddha’s master, all flashed sarcasm in their eyes.
Because they know that the burning lamp is a pseudo-monarch, a complete villain, even if he wears a coat of ancient Buddha, he can’t hide his face in his bones. The pseudo-monarch is best at disguising himself, suppressing all kinds of emotions in his heart, wrapping himself in a bright coat and appearing in front of the world.
The ancient Buddha burning lanterns is very suitable for Mahayana Buddhism, like a duck to water. A layer of compassion gold powder, Amitabha Buddha, is enough to decorate all incarnations and pity all beings. A qualified pseudo-monarch.
In terms of quality, western Buddhist teachings are illusory and unrealistic, and the compassion of burning the ancient Buddha is also a flower in the mirror. The top practice of the moon is comfortable and the environment is comfortable. After the fairy killed and robbed, the burning of the ancient Buddha climbed to the height of the fairy, not the Buddha’s master Sakyamuni.
"Really?" Zhu Jiu’s eyes glistened with sparkling waves, staring straight at the words. The skinny old monk’s surprise ground trembled slightly.
Pseudo-gentleman’s face is enough to withstand the blow, but the disgusting offensive against Zhu Jiuyin’s bitch is not a bit overwhelming, and it is extremely peaceful and merciful to pass through the moment.
6 pressure in distress situation didn’t expect the four nephews to be so … Interesting could shake the burning lamp. This hypocritical face has been listening from Zixiao Palace for several years. In recent years, Yang hand gave him a slap in the back of the head and criticised "The burning lamp ancient Buddha is far more noble than your teacher’s words. If you start work, will the ancient Buddha cheat you?" ！”
Is it ironic that my talent for lighting lamps is not good? Yes, it’s far, far worse than Penglai Island.
Burning the lamp and smelling the words, he pressed a light ceremony at 6: 00. Compassionately, there was a ray of twisted divine light in his eyes. No one ever felt like being devoured by thousands of black ants, igniting a raging jealousy, and hiding it through He Shi.
In hundreds of eyes staring at Zhu Jiuyin glance left and right legs trembling uncontrollably.
Camouflage or reality? Nervous or excited? Yes, he knows.
Take out a nine-tooth rake, hold it high, build a golden iron tone, and then jump up a palm-sized Geng gold.
"Bold!" 500 arhats, at least 300 waves of rebuke almost overturned the roof. The great powers such as Sakyamuni are quietly watching the strange demon emperor’s fourth brother.
Sun Wu’s monkey mouth smiled heartily, and his eyes swept through the buddhas and bodhisattvas, expecting a wonderful scene. These faces are about to appear wonderful.
With drooping ears, it seems that all the noise will be isolated. Zhu Jiuyin is still trembling with his legs, reaching out with his fat hand and picking it up. Geng Jin is thrown into his big mouth, honk boom, honk boom …
Strange sounds hovering in the whole hall, except for 6 pressure and Sun Wu, people can look at it calmly, including burning lamps high above the Buddha.
Eyeball rolled to the ground.
Thick lips close to reveal Zhu Jiuyin’s little sharp but extraordinarily white teeth fall in the eyes of the monks in Lingshan. This neat mouth reveals simple and honest white teeth, which is terrible and makes people feel a chill in their hearts.
Can chew the teeth of Geng Jin … Incredibly, with Zhu Jiuyin swallowing and moving his eyes to digest Geng Jin’s belly … Is he really a pig? monster
Zhu Jiu sighed with a sigh, enjoying more ginseng fruit than eating ginseng fruit. There are several ginseng fruits, but Geng Jin’s eyes are swimming all over the house. It’s strange to everyone. The scalp and numbness are shaking and the landing is uncomfortable. It gives birth to Han Yong, picks up the rake and joins in the unfinished business.
Lift, chew, eat … Lift, lift, lift, lift …