Manjushri Bodhisattva made a slight move, and the sword that had been buried in the ground flew out of the soil and fell into the hands of Manjushri Bodhisattva.
Manjushri Bodhisattva apologized: "I'm sorry! My hand slipped just now. Bajie, are you okay?"
Manjushri Bodhisattva looked apologetic, but everyone knew that Manjushri Bodhisattva could not have slippery hands. Manjushri Bodhisattva did it on purpose.
They all know that Manjushri is lying, and Manjushri also knows that they know that they are lying, but he still lies.
After all.
Without lying, how can you teach Zhu Bajie a lesson? It is impossible to kill Zhu Bajie, but find a formal reason to teach Zhu Bajie a lesson? Manjushri Bodhisattva can still do it.
As long as you don't play with Zhu Bajie, in the eyes of Manjushri Bodhisattva, it is impossible for the saint behind Zhu Bajie to take action.
If it is just to teach Zhu Bajie a lesson, what if the saint behind Zhu Bajie chooses to take action? Then Manjusri has reason to doubt Zhu Bajie, whether this pig is the illegitimate son of that saint.
Saints cannot be discussed. These Manjusri can only think silently in their hearts and dare not say it out. Once they say it, they will easily be influenced by saints and cause death to themselves!
…
"Gulu..."
Zhu Bajie climbed up, his face was pale and solemn, and he swallowed while looking at the sword in Manjusri's hand. At this time, Zhu Bajie was afraid that the sword in Manjusri's hand would accidentally fall again, and accidentally fall on his head. Then Zhu Bajie was brave.
His life is about to end.
Zhu Bajie was panicked and frightened to the extreme!
…
At this time, Honghai'er also woke up from the shock, climbed up, and knelt down in front of Manjusri: "Bodhisattva, please make the decision for me. This Zhu Bajie has gone too far to bully my disciples."
Guanyin Bodhisattva and Manjushri Bodhisattva are both Bodhisattvas. If Manjushri Bodhisattva appears, he can also make decisions for him.
Although he is a boy who sat down with Guanyin Bodhisattva, don’t forget that he is also a disciple of Buddhism.
When a Buddhist disciple is bullied, is it too much to ask a Buddhist Bodhisattva to uphold justice? This doesn’t seem to be too much at all.
"This..."
Red Boy's operation made Sha Wujing and Zhu Bajie confused. They were shocked: "What's going on? Is this Red Boy a boy under the throne of Manjushri Bodhisattva? Is he a disciple?"
Once this thought comes to mind, it can no longer be shaken off. It is like a seed. Once planted in the mind, it can grow into a towering tree in an instant and take root in the mind.
"It's over."
Zhu Bajie complained in his heart: "This time I really hit the blade. I am looking for death!"
If he knew that Red Boy was a boy and disciple of Manjusri, Zhu Bajie would not take action at all.
"Sun Wukong, the dead monkey misled me!"
At this time, Zhu Bajie blamed all the reasons on Sun Wukong. That guy had a grudge against the Bull Demon King, taught the Bull Demon King's son a lesson, and even dragged him into trouble.
This red boy is not only the son of the Bull Demon King, but also the boy of Manjushri Bodhisattva. What the hell, he is finished.
Zhu Bajie regretted it endlessly. If he was given a chance to come back, Zhu Bajie would definitely cherish it.
Although Manjushri Bodhisattva may not be able to kill him, he is protected by a saint after all. However, Manjushri Bodhisattva taught him a "little" and "billion points" lesson. Zhu Bajie thought that Manjushri Bodhisattva could still do it.
.
…
"Red Boy, get up! I already know the matter." Manjushri Bodhisattva said calmly.
"It's Bodhisattva..."
Red Boy stood up, looked at Zhu Bajie's mouth raised with a slight sneer, and murmured in his heart: "You damn fat pig, you dare to spank me? You're screwed."
Manjushri Bodhisattva's eyes fell on Zhu Bajie: "Bajie, do you have anything to explain?"
"I..."
Zhu Bajie knew very well that Manjushri Bodhisattva was trying to mess with him, so how could he give himself a chance to explain?
No matter how he explains it, Manjushri is out to get him.
What else can Zhu Bajie say?
Zhu Bajie couldn’t say anything.
Boom!
The sword in the hand of Manjushri Bodhisattva inadvertently slipped again at this moment and fell in front of Zhu Bajie.
The sword contained supreme magic power, which exploded the moment it landed on the ground. It also fell impartially in front of Zhu Bajie, and it was also buried three-quarters of the way.
The same Zhu Bajie also flew upside down under this explosive force, drawing a fat arc.
At the same time.
There is also a small blood line.
Zhu Bajie vomited blood.
Plop!
It hit the ground hard and spit out a lot of blood. Zhu Bajie complained in his heart: "The old Manjusri dog of grass mud horse..."
Those who came out to fool around will eventually have to pay back.
Zhu Bajie didn't completely deal with Manjushri Bodhisattva back then, which was already a disaster for today.
It is not unreasonable to cut weeds without eradicating the roots, but they will grow again when the spring breeze blows. The ancients do not deceive me.
…
Seeing Zhu Bajie vomiting blood and flying upside down, Manjushri Bodhisattva was very satisfied. He moved his fingers, and the sword that had been buried for three parts flew back into Manjushri Bodhisattva's hand again.
Manjushri Bodhisattva apologized again: "Bajie, I'm sorry, my hand slipped again. I'm really sorry..."
"I don't know what's going on with this hand, I just can't hold anything..."
Manjushri Bodhisattva finished speaking.
The sword in his hand fell again at this time.
"Grass..."
Zhu Bajie looked at the sword falling again, and this time he couldn't help but uttered a curse word, and hurriedly rolled around, in a panic, hoping to escape.
It's a pity...
Zhu Bajie's idea is beautiful, but the reality is unexpectedly cruel, cruel to the extreme.
Boom.
When the sword was buried in the ground, Zhu Bajie flew out again. Zhu Bajie vomited blood again. His clothes were in tatters and his internal organs were in overwhelming pain.
If.
Before.
Zhu Bajie is still comforting himself. This must be Manjushri Bodhisattva's slippery hand, but it happens one after another, and Zhu Bajie can no longer comfort himself.
This is too much to deceive.
This is what Manjushri Bodhisattva did intentionally. There is no such thing as slippery hands. This Manjushri Bodhisattva is just going too far to deceive people.
Returning to Buddhism and Bodhisattva, can’t we be a little brighter?
Can't you come here openly and openly? What kind of petty tricks are you doing? He, Zhu Bajie, simply looks down on such a "villain".
At this time, Zhu Bajie had already scolded Manjusri Bodhisattva in his heart, and got up from the ground in a panic, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"That's enough..."
"That's enough for Manjushri Bodhisattva, can you stop slipping your hands?" Zhu Bajie said almost weakly, pleading, if Manjushri Bodhisattva's hands are slipping again.
Even if Zhu Bajie has a rough skin and thick flesh, this is unbearable.
How many times can it last like this? Zhu Bajie’s blood is simply not enough to vomit, Zhu Bajie’s voice fell.
The sword in Manjushri Bodhisattva's hand fell again, and Manjushri Bodhisattva couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oops, my hand slipped again, Bajie, run away..."
Zhu Bajie: “…???”
Zhu Bajie has countless grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart, not only in his heart, but also in his IQ.
Is this Manjushri Bodhisattva humiliating his IQ? It is so obvious, he clearly dropped it himself? He insists on saying that he dropped it, this is... extremely hypocritical!