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"So that’s it." The clouds are surprisingly calm at the moment, as if the sea was very quiet before the tsunami. "Then can I ask the judge a question?"
"Just ask Judge Charles, I have made you feel righteous!" Mo Hong Chen Su Dao
"Is it impossible for people and children to think about their parents if they are patient with themselves?" Yun asked seriously that it was the first time for him to think about such an illogical problem.
"That’s milli doubt! Haven’t you learned the couple’s program of monarch, minister, father and wife? " Wrong novel network does not jump words, ink and dust should ask. He thinks it is ridiculous for the cloud to suddenly ask this question. Shouldn’t this be common sense?
"I have read in the book and asked Master what Master smiled." Yun’s eyes were blurred as if he were answering the ink world, and he was talking to himself. "At that time, I was surprised that Master would laugh so strangely. It turned out that it was so necessary for Master to expect that I would not leave Shaolin in my life, so I didn’t give me a detailed explanation." Yun shook his head, but his eyes were rarely submissive. The sharp eyes made people shudder, and the ink world was also secretly frightened.
"In that case, I can also say that the villain has no problem today. Let the villain think hard and digest what he has learned today." Cloud’s eyes have returned to the original look, but there was a little more in the once clear eyes, but it is unspeakable to say that some concepts in Yunxin have changed or some original vague and immature ideas have become clear.
"This" ink world of mortals threw themselves into the role of the judge, but they forgot their original intention. At this moment, they just realized that the cloud seemed to have been full of words, and they could not help secretly regretting that they had missed this difficult opportunity. They were hesitating but heard melodious and melodious piccolo playing around.
"It’s interesting that we can still hear this in hell, but we have earned it." Yun said sarcastically that his joints were "clicked" but he was lucky to try to rush the metal chain.
"Young deceased, you are lucky. This flute is called by the gods of heaven to organize the final trial. Maybe you have the opportunity to complain to the gods about your grievances or question the existing system!" The world of mortals is not the kui is a "ginger", even if someone monitors and eavesdrops, he still has the ability to stay still. After saying this, he left the "blood pool hell" and never looked back. He thinks that he has already said that it is beyond his control whether Yun can understand and how much he can understand.
"Questioning the system? What a strange saying, "Yun really lived up to his expectations. Ma felt the problem in this statement." It is contradictory whether the so-called gods obey the judges or make perfect ones! " Yunxin slowed down after thinking, and didn’t continue to struggle.
Cloud is meditating. Suddenly, several ghost soldiers threw themselves into the blood pool and "fished out" the cloud. One person held down the cloud and dragged it out with one arm.
Seeing that I can leave this stinking "blood pool hell" cloud is still very satisfied, and I may be able to visit the hell scene by the way, which also makes the cloud look forward to it.
However, the reality disappointed the cloud again. When he smelled the sweet fragrance again, he felt sleepy. Unfortunately, he struggled symbolically against the fragrance, and then the cloud fell asleep.
How to wait for his final judgment? What will be the final outcome of the curse oath? What did Spartacus really want to prove when he gave up everything and came to this overseas island?
In fact, I want to write more today when I am 3 words away. Unfortunately, I sprained my neck. I can wait for days. Sorry.
The sixth volume Don’t leisurely gentleman Mo Wen Chapter 24 Curse breaking
The sixth volume Don’t leisurely gentleman Mo Wen Chapter 24 Curse breaking
"What should we do with this oriental visitor?" Spartacus summoned all the talented people to get together to discuss the test method of cloud. For more than ten years, cloud is the strangest and only person who has the courage to admit his guilt and feels that he should be punished in hell. Unfortunately, because hell has never been visited, it has been questioned and tested at least, so it has become the weakest link in the four major trial venues, which is unexpected by all the participants.
"The most complicated arrangement we had in those years was this hell. Don’t so many experts from the East and the West forget that this little guy still needs to be dealt with by means of anesthetics and incense?" The question is a middle-aged swordsman with a long sword. He is from Wudang, the leader of contemporary Wudang. Brother Qingfeng’s legal name is Qingqing. Because he lost in the competition for the leader, he left the Central Plains in anger and went to the western regions to visit foreign famous artists for more advanced martial arts. Later, he became a guest of Spartacus by chance.
"Of course, we have considered this practice, but I’m afraid this young man’s martial arts is too powerful and magical to deal with. Secondly, even if he is knocked down by force, can he say that ghosts and gods in hell are pressing the dead by hand? Do you think it’s so reasonable?" The world of mortals retorted that he didn’t want to let his rare chosen people die in a bunch of siege.
"oh? Powerful and magical? It’s rare for Mr. Mo to praise a person’s martial arts so much. Being original is a bit technical. Want to see if this little thing can stand up to powerful magic? " Qing huo is interesting, but his name vividly summarizes his impatience, irritability, joy, praise, jealousy and strangeness, and he will be defeated by the cool breeze of emotion and anger.
"That’s also up to you to go." Mo mortals are too lazy to object. Although he is not very proficient in martial arts, he still has a clear vision and should not be a cloud opponent
"No, what Mr. Mo said is very reasonable. If hell is maintained only by superior force, what should hell do if many martial arts experts die?" Spartacus’s voice was calm and dignified, and the voice of argument stopped. "But I’d like to see the martial arts of this oriental boy. I don’t know what to do?"
"This is easy to handle, so it is said that the final trial quota is limited, and a candidate can be decided by the tournament." Wu Tianma offered a plan, saying that he thought that this plan was great and his face was exposed, and it seemed that he was expected to be promoted again.
"No, the oriental boy has questioned the unreasonable way of the hell ruling system since he came, and we will be exposed before the trial!" In fact, Spartacus doesn’t understand Wu Tian’s little thoughts, but he is not a great talent but he is loyal, so he has been too lazy to care about it.
"My Lord, the English villain has been taught." Wu Tian was robbed by Spartacus. Although he was a little wronged, he still didn’t forget to kiss up.
Spartacus immediately discussed it with his entourage in Rome for a long time, but he still didn’t have a proper strategy. He asked another Maha Zen master for advice, but he was shocked to see that the sleeping cloud was already writhing and had a awakening trend!
"Stop talking and leave the courtroom quickly to prepare for the trial!" Spartacus’s mind is completely clear, and it is really not up to standard to let anyone go at this moment. Moreover, without knowing the sober situation of this person, it is extremely risky to do it. After others’ extremely decisive thinking, they decided to immediately judge the incident. His mind was not slow to think, but it was the fastest speed. Several languages faced followers from different countries and regions reached orders.
Spartacus suddenly made everyone stunned. However, these people are considered as elites from all over the world. After a while, they will get up in their places. Although the language is unreasonable, there is also an unspeakable tacit understanding in working together for many years. Before the clouds opened their eyes, a magnificent environment was presented.
When you think about it in your spare time, there should be an anesthetic effect for one or two days. The fragrant incense and anesthetic will fail so quickly. Spartacus adjusted a voice with a very magnetic mood and said to Diyun, "Are you awake, my child?"
Has that medicine passed? In fact, how can you be awake without that cloud? The world of mortals did something.
In fact, the first time Yun was knocked over by drugs at Huangquan Ferry, the most common incense in Jianghu had been fascinated for a day. This time, Mohong insisted on combining the two kinds of drugs with the East, but did not strengthen the anesthetic effect, because he once had an experiment that when two kinds of anesthetics were in the same person, the duration of anesthesia would be greatly shortened.
It’s a pity that he has been busy with information science these years, but he has no time to study this pharmacological reason.
"Damn hell, why do you play this kind of three-way trick? Isn’t this all a heresy?" He cursed without opening his eyes, and his anger touched the bottom line. Anyone who is calculated by these inferior means will be annoyed.
"I think you are mistaken. My child is sinful. Hell can’t come to this final trial court so easily. We want the clean water in heaven to wash away your sins, so we must first."
"Since sin can be cleansed, why should it be done in hell?" Cloud in a daze, the horse out of his own question.
"Sin is a punishment, a way of cleansing, a forgiveness, and a trial is an opportunity. Are you white?" Spartacus didn’t deny it, but ordered the cloud in a clever way to test whether the cloud’s attitude towards adventure is as blind as most people.
"Can everyone, I mean everyone who has made a mistake and died, have such an opportunity?" The wrong novel network does not jump, and Yunxin is not just himself.
"It is absolutely impossible for us to have a set of criteria. Only when we meet this criterion can the dead be so lucky?" Spartacus continued to tempt and explore the bottom line of the cloud.
"Jokes are all about the difference between people who are guilty?" Cloud barely struggled to sit up, he dived into the metal chain and asked otherwise.
"In fact, it is not the same as committing a felony. Some people are intentional and others are forced. Do you think these two are general two?" Spartacus is proficient in philosophy, lun Neo-Confucianism and religion is a contemporary everyone-this little debate is hard to stop him! In a few words, he will fill the previous loophole, which is still so understated. He answered the explanation without asking a question from the cloud, but skillfully took a circle and solved the cloud doubt without trace.
"So that’s it." Spartacus explained that it’s reasonable and reasonable. I can’t believe it. He carefully recalled his own experience. Whenever he was wrong, there must be objective reasons, and he didn’t want to be filial to his parents. It seems that he was abandoned by his parents when he was young, and the killer was forced to make a move, but he often didn’t want to commit peach blossoms. Therefore, in fact, it is sometimes easy for people to find reasons to extricate themselves. It is a very objective person, but it is also difficult to get used to it. Now it seems that he has a little faith in Sparta
"My child, you should understand us now, right? The final judgment is to give those who have hurt others and been thrown into hell for some reasons other than their own." Spartacus said and motioned for the head of the trial, Zen Master Maha, to dress up as the first presiding judge
"It is true that the high judge has introduced you to the significance of the trial, so my first judge will lead the jury to vote after the trial to determine whether you are guilty. First of all, please solemnly swear that what you said is true or you will be punished in hell forever!" The Maha Zen master was dressed in white, kind-hearted, and very old-fashioned. After finishing the difference in Huangquandu, Yunyun looked at his heart and secretly respected him.
"I swear," said Yun, swearing that he couldn’t help but get into the dead end again. "But don’t you judges know whether what I said is true or not? Aren’t you gods? " It seems that this thoughtful oriental boy can’t break the curse after all. He seems to have entered the play. In other words, he has almost forgotten that he came here, but accepted this final trial as a matter of course. He wants to get rid of the hell and think about it. Several people who expected the cloud to behave differently are disappointed. I don’t know whether Spartacus is too powerful or this oriental boy can’t be vulgar after all. Maybe people are born with fear of ghosts and gods before the death of the former pope.
"My child, this is a form, a ceremony for you to prove yourself. It doesn’t make much sense." Spartacus secretly scolded Maha for being confused, but he can’t blame him. Not everyone has a talent for acting. He has to try his best to dispel cloud doubts. "I believe you are honest if you are shackled first!" This is gambling. The gambling cloud won’t suddenly attack and break through by force, but the gambling risk is actually very small, because the cloud looks quite set. On the other hand, he has been fascinated since he entered the Hell Gate, and he has been transported to the place where he wants to go. He thinks that doing so will win the cloud’s further trust.
In fact, he gambled correctly, and the cloud did believe 60% to 70% after the baptism of hell. In addition, the magnificent dome of this vast courtroom has a solemn atmosphere, and the judges are kind and knowledgeable. All this is so true. Where can the cloud not believe it?
"Then please ask the angel to take a pen and a piece of paper for my child so that he can record his own situation and present it to the jury for a while, and then we will continue the trial!" Spartacus also breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he was also very nervous. This was a war of faith and he became the final winner. However, as far as the curse was concerned, he became a loser. The former cardinal archbishop, the most outstanding scholar in the contemporary era, lived in this contradiction every day, and I am afraid he could not get rid of it. Isn’t this a kind of sorrow?
All this seems to be going on the normal way of thinking, but there is a bifurcation at the end.
"This is definitely a scam. I’m absolutely sure. Is it easy to fool me when I’m bald and a monk?" The wrong novel network does not jump, and the word cloud suddenly roared. What happened to him that made him have such a huge change? What is the reason for the already convinced cloud to have such a huge reaction and rejection?
"My child" Spartacus tried to make his voice sound calm and serene, but there was still indescribable anger in the faint majesty. He felt that he could not understand the sudden outbreak of clouds. "What happened? Did you have psychological or mental problems before your death and didn’t change?" He is so hysterical that he is mentally ill.
"Hum, you can also deceive people. Am I really confused?" The metal chain of the cloud body has been like a dragon entering the sea, and it can no longer bind him.
"I’m not too white. You mean my child, don’t you feel our sincerity?" Spartacus frowned and said that he still hoped to solve the problem orally as much as possible, so it would be broken if the curse was forcibly suppressed by force at this moment.
"Do you think a beautiful angel will have a drooping chest?" Wrong novel network does not jump word cloud pointed to the side of the "angel" pie pie asked.
At that time, the court was startled that the curse was lifted and the oath of Mo mortals and others was completed, but this result did not make people.
The sixth volume Don’t leisurely gentleman Mo Wen Chapter 25 Love and hate twisted.
The sixth volume Don’t leisurely gentleman Mo Wen Chapter 25 Love and hate twisted.
Spartacus’s face changed several times, and finally he sat down in his chair. "Yes, it’s so small. You’re right. There’s nothing lying here." He looked at the colorful glass dome and muttered to himself, "In fact, life is not like this. Nothing is just a scam." At this moment, heaven and hell collapsed in the fall of faith. Some people falsely told the story of the gap between life and death, and Spartacus’s faith collapsed
"Adults are right and wrong. The key is just to look at their own mentality." The cloud bondage has been removed, so they no longer pretend to be grandchildren. He has a good time to relax his muscles and veins, and at the same time, he goes on with Spartacus’ words lightly.
"Isn’t it? This cause and effect was planted more than ten years ago. I am not wise, but at that time, I was in the prime of my life. After all, my mental endurance was dying. The former Pope Kaspersky actually thought about it today, but he was always unwilling to accept desperately trying to stop this moment. Alas, I am really ridiculous. "The original energy is like Spartacus, a fairy middleman. At this moment, the aura faded. He is just a lonely old man."
"Typical kick down the ladder. Is this what you westerners believe?" He stared at Spartacus in absentia with disappointment in his eyes.
"So what do you think faith means to you orientals?" Spartacus nu way