The next moment, the three of them unexpectedly knelt down in the direction of "Min Zimo" at the same time, clasping their hands together and raising them above their heads. In a fanatical and twisted posture, they prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting loudly: "Namo Dameng Bodhisattva——!"
Seeing this, Min Zimo showed a look of compassion on his face. He also put his hands together and spoke slowly in that bewitching tone:
"Now that you have received the Buddha's grace, you should develop the Bodhi mind and widely spread the Dharma, so that all living beings can be free from suffering and attain happiness."
"If someone hears my name and feels joy in their heart, you should explain cause and effect to them and guide them towards goodness. This is the supreme merit."
When the three barbarians heard this, they trembled with excitement and their faces turned red.
His forehead hit the rough ground again and again, making a dull sound.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In just a moment, their foreheads were already a mess of blood and flesh, but they seemed to feel no pain, and only chanted over and over again: "Bodhisattva, have mercy! Bodhisattva, have mercy!"
"Min Zimo" looked at them with satisfaction and waved his hand gently.
The three barbarians' movements came to an abrupt halt...
Then they saluted again, clasped their hands and feet, and staggered out of the pier.
Soon, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the tower, and three men mounted their war horses and galloped away.
Silence returned to the pier.
"Min Zimo" stood there, silent for a long time. In those strange eyes, purple-black mist slowly flowed, as if he was thinking.
After a long while, "he" sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness: "The plan has changed... I have to sleep for a while..."
As soon as he finished speaking, "Min Zimo"'s body softened and he fell to the ground again.
The purple-black mist surrounding his body quickly converged and sank deep into his eyebrows, leaving no trace.
......
Time passes by little by little.
After an unknown amount of time, Min Zimo's eyelashes trembled slightly and he suddenly opened his eyes!
His eyes were clear, alert and sharp.
He jumped up and looked around immediately.
The broken towers, the corpses of Jing's army scattered all over the place, the lingering smell of blood and stench in the air... everything indicated that a brutal battle had just taken place here.
After confirming that there were no enemies for the time being, Min Zimo's tense body relaxed a little.
He leaned over and picked up a relatively intact red tassel spear from the scattered weapons on the ground, then weighed it in his hand.
Then, without even a moment's pause, he identified the direction, then took a long stride and quickly left the beacon tower filled with the aura of death. His figure quickly disappeared into the bleak wilderness...
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I stood my wife up yesterday and went to an internet cafe and stayed there for 14 hours... I asked for a private room for some quiet time, and ended up spending almost 200 yuan on internet fees. It was a huge loss.
Fortunately, I wrote three more chapters and just posted them all. I returned home today and can now write in peace.
I will continue to ask for your support by "generating electricity with love", hehe.
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