Terror Broadcast

Chapter 1055 Train Ticket

In the small temple, everything was quiet, but above it, clouds were billowing and purple light was shining. If this situation existed in ancient times, local officials would definitely report to the court to say that auspiciousness had come.

The fat man had just come out of the shower. He was wearing a black sports suit and holding a mahogany sword in his hand. He looked a bit nondescript, but he always felt good about himself and was fearless.

The wooden sword did not point in other directions, but pointed at his chest.

"puff!"

A sword penetrated,

The fat man knelt on the ground, blood gurgling out from the wound, complementing the colorful clouds above.

The blood formed a circle with the fat man as the center, and special energy fluctuations began to ripple all around. This was not a formation, but a sacrifice.

The fat man regarded himself as a sacrifice.

If there is a choice, no one is willing to go to extremes, but Fatty has no choice but to go to extremes this time. Enlightenment is a very difficult thing. Although Su Bai and the monks around him have the same enlightenment as eating and drinking. Easy, but not easy for fat people.

Furthermore,

Although the broadcast gave him opportunities in two consecutive story worlds, Fatty was not satisfied, so he did not cater to the opportunities given by the broadcast. Rather than just ordinary enlightenment, it would be better to get a big one.

The brave will starve to death and the timid will starve to death. The probability of Su Bai getting sick is getting lower and lower now, but Su Bai's previous behavior seems to have given Fatty enough psychological hints.

There is no way, I can't compare with other people, they are all second generation, or there are great masters in my previous life, I am just a grassroots person.

This is not jealousy, but reality. The fat man is cheering himself up, so naturally he has to think of himself as more tragic, and think of his behavior as "seeking death" as more grand.

Su Bai was very fast. This time he was rushing to catch up with time and even spent a lot of energy. Of course, this was because Su Bai had been visiting a snow-capped mountain near the Tibetan area before, and the distance from here was not too far.

When he caught up, he happened to see the fat man's "suicide". Su Bai reached out and covered the little guy's eyes.

I thought, it would be great if this great blood could be used to make blood.

Su Bai didn't have the disgusting fear of blood that ordinary people had. For a long time, blood was Su Bai's food.

The monk's blood is a great tonic and contains infinite vitality; the Buddha's blood is as mellow as strong wine. The fat man's blood is the turbidest, but the most flavorful.

Fortunately, the fat man only knew that Su Bai was back at this time, but he didn't know what Su Bai was thinking. Otherwise, he might have a mouthful of old blood in his head and make himself angry to death.

I finally mustered up the courage to preach in this way. Even if you don't care about my safety, you are still thinking about "duck blood vermicelli soup"?

Time passes little by little,

The fat man's blood is still flowing,

The colorful clouds gradually turned into blood.

The fat man raised his head,

let out a roar,

then,

The blood on the ground began to boil and burn.

The fat man's clothes turned into ashes in an instant, but a different set of ancient clothes gradually condensed into the blood mist.

Wearing a long gown, a turban floating in the air, and the soles of Qingyun boots rising steadily!

Of course, if it were another handsome guy wearing this outfit, he would be quite cool, but the fat man's current outfit makes people feel like a big fat pig has ascended to heaven.

Su Bai sighed and regretted not grabbing a camera to record the fat man's sermon.

really,

funny.

All around, several spiritual consciousnesses began to fall down. This was because the nearby bosses discovered that there were fluctuations in the path of enlightenment and came to investigate.

There are even some advanced listeners coming here.

Similar to Fatty Su Bai, Monk Buddha and others, they achieved enlightenment just like otakus staying at home. They didn’t care about things outside. They only achieved enlightenment by groping and groping by themselves. But for others, they need an opportunity. , also requires experience, even if they are enlightened bosses, because many of them were "coaxed" by the radio, so they lack confidence and are more curious about other people.

Su Bai waved his hand and instantly cut off the peeping consciousnesses around him. This was equivalent to Su Bai acting as a protector for the fat man, protecting him from outside interference.

The monk is still taking photos with the ladyboys in Thailand, the Buddha is still meditating in Tibet, and the fat man is now preaching. Only Su Bai can come back in time. This is a tacit understanding that does not require advance notice.

However, the consciousness of a strange boss seemed to be dissatisfied with Su Bai's tyranny and attacked again. He felt that he just wanted to observe the process and gain some understanding of his state of mind. Su Bai's one-size-fits-all behavior was indeed too shameless.

But Su Bai had no intention of giving these people face.

I saw Su Bai reaching out with one hand, seeming to grab something, and then pulled hard,

"Hiss..."

A bloodstain appeared on Su Bai's palm,

And in a villa hundreds of miles away, a big boss who had just attained enlightenment had his eyes bleeding and was extremely embarrassed.

This was just a small episode, interspersed in the process of Fatty's enlightenment, but it was also Su Bai's first attack after his enlightenment. Although it only showed the tip of the iceberg, it was shocking enough.

Ordinary bosses have no qualifications to bargain in front of themselves.

Seeing that Su Bai's palm was bleeding, the little guy puffed his mouth to let Su Bai breathe.

Su Bai smiled and pointed to the fat man who was ascending over there.

"Your fat uncle had an idea for you before. Please see if you can help him."

The little guy shook his head, not sure if he understood, but the next moment, the little guy grabbed the colorful clouds in the sky with his hands.

Su Bai hesitated for a moment,

But when I think about what happened to the little guy several times,

I still think I should give it a try.

The fat man is so kind to the little guy. He usually buys everything he eats, drinks and plays.

Su Bai's figure flashed and appeared directly in the air.

The fat man was stunned for a moment.

what's the situation?

I am ascending, and you, Su Bai, are going to make hair on my head?

But the fat man did not stop his movements. His breath was constantly rising, abandoning the physical body, achieving true freedom, and seeking the so-called transcendence in the Taoist truth.

The evolution of the soul, the separation of the physical body,

In the three realms, I am at ease!

The little guy seemed to want to play with these colorful clouds. Su Bai let him go, but slowly, Su Bai found that the clouds in front of the little guy were slowly changing.

When primary school students write essays, they often write, "The white clouds look like sheep, horses, camels," etc. But now, the piece of colorful clouds in front of the little guy is slowly condensing into a human face.

This was the face of an old man, full of ravines. He was obviously older, but Su Bai didn't know who he was.

The fat man who was preaching over there was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene.

"grandfather?"

Is this the fat man’s grandfather?

That bastard gentleman who tells fortunes for fat people and makes them keep eating meat and getting fat?

The clouds are not real people, just models of people, but at this time, there is a strange fluctuation in the clouds,

In the dark, it seems that the souls of the dead who have disappeared for many years are returning, watching everything below.

This feeling is a bit like Su Bai finding Er Bai from the underworld when he first attained enlightenment.

This cloud did not give Fatty any substantial help, but at this moment, Fatty seemed to have been given a shot of chicken blood. His soul began to hatch and breed again. The wind, rain, thunder and lightning around him kept intersecting, creating a dazzling scene. blueprint.

The monk once said that Fatty's grandfather might also be in the audience. He was equivalent to helping Fatty change his fate, because Fatty had also calculated his own fate before. In ancient times, the fate of a person like him was Wang Mang or other rebel leaders. In modern times, He was about to eat peanuts, but somehow he lived well, and in the end he became the audience.

Perhaps it doesn't matter whether the fat man's grandfather is a listener or not. This cannot be verified. Unless the broadcast gives a clear answer, no one will know.

But radio cannot meet this requirement.

"Click......"

The body disintegrates,

The soul manifests,

Once transformed into a god,

The fat man seemed to have a chance to shape his face. The spirit replaced the physical body and reshaped a new self. However, the fat man did not choose to make himself thinner and more handsome. He still maintained his original appearance.

The sermon is over,

Not too much trouble,

Even if the fat man made a risky move, he was still prepared.

The colorful clouds dissipated, the clouds rolled and relaxed, and the picture of grandpa had long since disappeared, but the fat man knelt there and kowtowed three times in the direction of the original cloud.

then,

He stood up and looked at Su Bai.

"I've been bored to death for the past six months, and I finally finished the exam."

"It sounds like you have taken the college entrance examination before."

"That's almost it." The fat man was obviously in a good mood, and it seemed that he had been hiding something in his heart. Su Bai was a little confused at first, but slowly, he understood.

Fatty has been unable to get hard on that thing for more than half a year. Now that he has successfully achieved enlightenment, his soul has transformed into a spirit, and he has reshaped his new body, he probably wants to test whether the function in that area can continue.

However, at this moment, the fat man's expression suddenly changed, and he covered his chest with his left hand.

Su Bai was fine.

The fat man took out his mobile phone and saw a message pushed on the WeChat official account.

"I've already attained enlightenment and you still have to let me enter the world of stories?"

The fat man clicked on the picture and text push and found that it was a QR code with a logo on it: train ticket QR code ticket.

The fat man looked at Su Bai,

Su Bai also took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and found that he also had a push message,

It’s also a QR code photo.

But the difference between me and Fatty is that the QR code on my side is gray, and there are also "yes" and "no" options.

"Do you accept train tickets?"

"You are really privileged." The fat man sighed.

Su Bai shrugged indifferently, stretched out his hand and clicked "Yes".

The next moment, the QR code was sent.

There is a time display on it,

Departs in 30 days.

"How many people have been enlightened recently?" Su Bai asked, he didn't care much about these things.

"It's quite a lot. Broadcasting has provided the best conditions and convenience, and the harvesting has encouraged a big wave. I guess the broadcasting can no longer sit still."

Su Bai nodded,

It’s not just the radio that can’t sit still,

Su Bai himself couldn't sit still.

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