I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Tao Zhan looked at everything in front of him stupidly.

A treasure given by the master.

The piece of paper with magical power that helped him change his life against the will of heaven.

As long as it is attached, anyone's mind will be distorted and become a puppet controlled by him.

Has supreme power.

It is a divine paper that is not afraid of any physical damage. Even if it is roasted in the flames or soaked in aqua regia, it will not be damaged at all.

It was torn apart just like that.

Like tearing out a page.

Then crumple it into a ball, like a ball of paper.

Then, he threw it on the ground and stepped on it hard.

The sacred paper is in pieces.

Tao Zhan's heart also broke.

He looked at each other with red eyes.

"You dare to do these boring things in front of me again..."

Arrogance appeared on the other party's plain face, and his eyes became extremely dark, like an abyss.

"I beat you to death!"

His voice was not loud, but it was like thunder.

No……

That wasn't thunder.

It is the whisper of the evil spirits of the underworld.

It is the neighing of the deepest demons under the Nine Netherworld.

Tao Zhan raised his head.

Under his sunglasses, his eyes were red.

"how dare you……"

"How dare you!"

The master's sacred paper was torn off.

torn to pieces...

The master will beat me to death!

No……

The master will take back all the blessings given to me.

I will become the person I used to be...

After debuting for many years, no one knew about it.

Any set, any recorder or lighting engineer can scold me...

Tao Zhan, why are you so stupid?

Tao Zhan, can you?

Acting like a dead person who doesn’t understand?

Tao Zhan! Do you really understand human language?

Get out!

But now, he can no longer adapt to that kind of life.

Now he is top-notch.

He is the elder brother in the hearts of countless fans.

Even if he sells rotten food and becomes popular, even if he becomes the person he disliked the most in the past.

but……

He is red!

No matter which crew he goes to, he is always the best.

The director, screenwriter, and producer all nodded and bowed as if they were meeting the God of Wealth.

Brother Zhan, there is a play here. I wonder if you have time to read the script?

Brother Zhan, you must help with this matter...

Brother Zhan, just rest! How can I ask you to endure that hardship? Of course there is a stand-in to help you perform.

And every time he appears in public.

There are always countless fans, and the roads are packed.

"Zhanzhan, look at mom!"

"Brother Zhan, I love you!"

"Zhanzhan! Zhanzhan! Show your ambitions!"

Just sing a song that I don’t know the so-called, and you can get 100 million in real money.

Just post a selfie, and within an hour, there will be more than 1 million comments, and the number of likes will reach the maximum number stipulated by the system.

so……

"I can't fail!"

"Your cat……"

He gritted his teeth.

Total loss of sanity.

"Give it to me quickly!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"If you dare to disobey me again..."

"Every one of my fans will spit on you and scold you until you die!"

He screamed hysterically.

He rushed over desperately.

All he had eyes for was the cat.

All he wanted was the cat.

But he had no idea that his mind had already been distorted.

He didn't even know that it was in the void behind him.

The monk with black hair and black robes held flowers and smiled.

"Amitabha, I am so compassionate!"

The twelfth-grade black lotus was spinning while sitting.

Twisted tentacles stretched out from under the black lotus.

At the end of the void.

Countless Arhats, Vajras, and Bodhisattvas whose bodies were rotten and whose flesh was crawling with terrible maggots all showed relieved smiles.

They all faced the same direction, and their festering mouths suddenly opened and bloomed like flower buds.

"Amitabha! Buddha Wutian is compassionate!"

These once sacred Buddhas have now been completely distorted.

They became the Buddhas of distortion, chaos and darkness.

The monk sitting on the black lotus waved quietly.

It turned into a little light and shadow, fell on Lingpingan's shadow, and then got in.

Wutian Buddha.

It's just a thought.

A slightly stronger thought.

Just an imaginary Buddha.

At this time, Tao Zhan had just rushed in front of Lingpingan.

Lingpingan looked at the traffic in front of him, wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask, looking like he wanted to remain anonymous, but he was suddenly greatly stimulated, screaming, and rushed in front of him hysterically.

"Gan!" Lingpingan raised his eyebrows: "Is this the end?"

"Is this guy on drugs?" he thought.

The entertainment industry in the Federal Empire is the same as the entertainment industry around the world.

Those guys who are so bored that they have doubts about life can easily lose themselves in the vanity fair.

So, every year, a few assholes are revealed to be on drugs.

Then……

There's no after that!

The cultural traditions and values ​​of the Federal Empire will not tolerate any public figure having a bad influence on others.

Not to mention taking drugs, celebrities who cheat will be collectively banned for a period of time, regardless of gender.

This is not an executive order or official directive.

It is the collective consciousness of the entire society in action.

This is why traffic people in the federal empire will always flaunt themselves as having "good roots and young talents" and try their best to gain mainstream recognition.

This is probably because the more something is lacking, the more something is wanted.

Lingpingan looked at the people rushing towards him, with the same traffic as a madman.

He quickly jumped to the side holding his cat.

But the other party rushed too hard, and Lingpingan accidentally dodged past him.

Just hit it and fell to the ground.

His head hit the hard and smooth floor with a crisp sound.

At this time, Lingpingan realized that everyone in the exhibition hall was already looking at him.

The eyes of these people are a bit strange.

Lingpingan was dumbfounded.

He quickly put aside the relationship: "I didn't do anything!"

"This evil pen fell down on its own!"

Don't even think about blaming it on him.

Especially the fans of this evil pen.

Lingpingan believes that the exhibition hall is monitored.

He really didn't come across this thing.

This guy probably took too many drugs and thought he was so awesome that he was going to become a superman.

But the entire exhibition hall was eerily quiet.

Lingpingan even heard the sound of many people swallowing their saliva.

He blinked, not quite understanding, what on earth did these people just see?

……………………

Zheng Manjing came out of the elevator.

Suddenly, she turned her head.

Having grown up under the light of Buddha's bone relics, she is extremely sensitive to the power of Buddha.

She lowered her head.

I saw a black lotus platform reflected on the marble floor of the exhibition hall.

The lotus platform is open in all directions.

The Buddha's light spreads quietly.

It is black Buddha light.

A bracelet woven from Buddha lotus seeds that she always wore on her wrist was trembling slightly.

Among the lotus seeds, I could faintly hear the praises of the Buddhas.

"Amitabha!"

"Buddha Wutian is compassionate!"

"Buddha Wutian?!" Zheng Manjing's heart beat violently.

Although, she understood that there was no Buddha named Wutian in the myth.

but……

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.

Is the name important to Buddha?

unimportant!

Tathagata can be Tathagata, Tathagata Lai, it can be Zhang San, or it can be Li Si.

Therefore, what Buddhism talks about most is to let go of obsessions and cut off worries.