"I ......" the woodcutter's mother-in-law had straight eyes and slurred. In her past memories, she had never encountered this situation at all, and she naturally couldn't answer if she lost her ability to adapt.

"Meat ate you, took your place, and now you're just a lump of meat, not a person, are you still you?"

"I ......" the woodcutter's lips opened and closed, memories conflicted, and there was chaos.

"Who are you?" the ghost cried, her voice shaking her heart.

"I'm Wang Lanzhi. She quickly replied that it was her name.

"Think about it, meat has replaced you, are you still Wang Lanzhi?" The sound of the ghost crying, like the whisper of the devil, lingered in her ears.

"Meat ......" The woodcutter's mother became hesitant, and she asked tentatively: "I am Kang Laibao?"

Kang Laibao is her son's name. A three-year-old child, in exchange for 200 catties of meat, lost his childhood, and now has become an adult man, earning money as an apprentice in the county.

"Are you Kang Laibao? Think about it. Ghost Cry said mercilessly.

"Am I a Buddha?" she finally asked.

"Have you ever seen a Buddha like this?"

She fell silent, her memory clash becoming more and more apparent, her cheeks twitching, her eyes rolling rapidly, and then her body shook violently and she fell to the ground.

Her memories have become fragments, one moment is the woodcutter's son, the other is the woodcutter's mother-in-law, and the other is the huge and evil meat Buddha.

The meat Buddha grinned, and his mouth was toothless, like a meat bag. The blood vessels around the body connected to the Buddha hall peristalsis rapidly, and then the body expands and contracts, like a heartbeat.

Knock knock! Knock knock!

The Flesh Buddha is like a heart beating, and her heart is beating with it.

Eventually, all the memories were shattered, and in the midst of constant conflict, she died.

Devil Cried looked at her quietly, looking at her gaze, not like looking at a person, but at a lump of living flesh.

This is an evil lump of meat, not very aggressive, but it is the most ferocious poison in this world.

The moment the meat is eaten, the person dies and is replaced by the meat. The moment you eat this piece of meat, the feeling of happiness makes people careless, so the soul quietly dissipates, which is a wonderful way to die.

If it weren't for Nangong and Caiwei's concern, I'm afraid Ghost Cry wouldn't help but try!

The soul is gone, and the body is infused with a false memory, so that the soulless and empty shell "lives" with memory, just like usual, walking on this land.

Without lying, he did intend to establish an earthly Buddha kingdom.

There is no pain, there is no high or low, all people are so equal, because all people are just meat, acting on memory.

Waiting for the day when the people of the entire county town will be replaced with this kind of meat, it will be the day when the earthly Buddha kingdom is built.

Then, as long as a memory replaces their original memory, they will become the most devout Buddhists, and they will abandon everything they once had, give their possessions, and work together to make this county town an ideal world.

A warm, cruel, evil, idealistic, beautiful, and hopeless eternal kingdom - the kingdom of Buddhas on earth.

Devil Cry pulled out the long knife stuck in the table, and gently cut the forehead of the lump of flesh lying on the ground, which looked like a woodcutter's mother-in-law, and then, the lump of flesh lost all memory and suffocated itself to death.

In the hall, the fire was still burning.

Ghost Cry walked out of the hall, and the cold wind rushed towards him, and at this moment, he felt very cold.

He felt the true horror of Missing Cause, this was an evil person who was ten times more terrifying than Zhenyuan Daxian.

He was so pure, so pure that he didn't distinguish between good and evil, like a baby.

Thankfully, at this time, before he really grew up, Devil May Cry met him.

......

In the Buddha hall, it is as warm as spring.

On both sides, rows of arm-thick candles dripped candle tears, and the soft candlelight illuminated the entire Buddha hall while insulating the cold.

The rhythmic wriggling of the blood vessels was entrenched on the futon, holding the white Buddha beads with one hand and slowly knocking on the wooden fish with the other.

Every crisp sound of the wooden fish came out, and the belly of the smirking meat Buddha shrank with it.

Suddenly, there was a pause in the hand, and the crisp sound of the wooden fish stopped.

He opened his eyes that were pure to cruelty, and said to himself: "It seems that he has failed after all, but he has found a flaw." Now, with no locks, he will not be burdened to attack me. So...... Amitabha, it's time to fight against the water. ”

In the county seat, the yawning shopkeeper's eyes became blank. The hawker's eyes became blank. The eyes of the guests who were eating noodles became blank. The blacksmith wielding the hammer had his eyes blank. Even the county magistrates, headhunters, and profiteers all became dazed without exception.

They unanimously joined forces, clasped their hands, shouted the Buddha's name, and walked out of the house, gathering together in the ice and snow.

Regardless of whether they are high or low, whether they are men or women, at this moment, they are unprecedentedly equal.

In the county, there are still some people who have never touched the flesh of Buddha. They watched in horror and shivered as they hid in their homes.

Those who took to the streets, with folded hands, holy faces, shouting Buddha names, and pilgrimage like walking corpses, took off their outer clothes, and all of them merged into one naked.

They were close together, huddled together, and resisted the terrible cold.

In the past, even if they wore 10 layers of clothes, they would tremble, but now they have no hair on their bodies, but their bodies are not shaking at all.

They are like stones, like sculptures, like statues of Buddha in the temple. Qi Qi raised his head and looked at the sky on the other side of the county office, to be precise, it was the tall building next to the county office.

In the past, the meat Buddha who always sat on the lotus platform has finally moved.

The thick veins twitched frantically, fluttering wildly, swimming like snakes, and finally, plunged headlong into the body of the unlucky.

Without a reason, his body swelled, and the blood in his veins continued to pour into his body.

Wuyuan began to become fat, to become taller, to get bigger and bigger, and finally even to the extent of the Flesh Buddha.

The clothes, armor, and Buddha beads on his body were all swallowed into his body, and even the two iron whips on both sides were not spared.

Eventually, the whole flesh Buddha merged into his body, and he stood up from the futon, his body was so high that it was like a small mountain, and the top of his head was only three feet from the beams of the Buddha hall.

You know, the interior of the Buddha hall is huge, close to the height of an ordinary two-story building.

He waved his arm and slapped it on the lotus platform, and with a loud bang, the lotus platform was smashed to pieces, revealing a bronze bell.

He carried the big bell on his shoulder, broke through the wall, walked all the way, knocked down the courtyard wall, and reached the bottom of the building next to the county office, and then used both hands and feet, climbed up with the big clock, climbed to the top floor, knocked through the wall and walked in.

The floor beneath his feet, a little overwhelmed and creaking.

He put the bell on the ground, looked at the beams above his head, and felt that the beams were too low and a little in the way, so he raised his palms and lifted off the beams, revealing the pale sky.

Then, the obese Buddha shouted, "My Buddha is compassionate!"

Slide your right palm down and pat it vigorously.

Boom!!!

The melodious and loud bells spread throughout the county.