"Amitabha, I am just following the Buddha's will. Your gratitude will only make me feel deeply ashamed."

Seeing that Gushan's abbot treated Li Rui's gratitude, this was the same thing again. Xue Yuting asked with a puzzled look: "Master, why can you accept Xiao Hushuai's gratitude calmly? When we are grateful, you will always explain to us?"

Abbot Gushan smiled slightly. This time he did not explain anything, but said to them: "Amitabha!"

Then turn around and leave.

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In the Lion City Heaven Prison, the vice president, who was worse than death, finally found that the feces in the feces had dropped. After soaking for several days, he felt that his body had begun to rot, and he was completely accustomed to the smell of feces. When a stream of water descended from the sky to wash his body, the damaged sense of smell and taste actually made him feel that the smell of water was very strange.

In the past few days, except for every meal, the vice president has an hour and a half of rest time every day, his body will fluctuate, and every time it falls, the feces will fall over his head.

In this case, it is natural to damage the sense of smell. As for the damage to the sense of taste, you need to make up for some pictures that are not suitable for imagination when eating.

The vice president's skin was completely black, and his old face, which was already full of gullies, looked more like a shriveled black soil at this time, and his vision was also seriously damaged.

When he was dragged out of the cell and saw the light outside, he felt a sting of light as soon as he opened his eyes.

His calf was originally just a small wound, but it was already rotting and black. However, the vice president himself could not sense it. In his opinion, the punishment he received was enough, so he believed that he should be forgiven by the court in the future.

After all, the court is short of manpower now, and the vice president thinks he is an indispensable talent. When he is in the jail, his mind is full of Xiao Potian.

If he dies and wants to transform into a demon, Xiao Potian will never be able to remain peaceful. If he can live, as long as Xiao Potian is still in power, he will never provoke him.

But if one day Xiao Potian is in trouble and falls into his hands, he must torture him with the cruelest means in the world.

At this moment, he heard footsteps, and the door was pushed open, and two jailmen walked in from outside, one of them holding a clean set of clothes.

The two of them glanced at the vice president, shook their heads with great sympathy, and then changed their clothes for the vice president.

The vice president was originally very grateful to these two people, but when he found that there was sympathy for him in the eyes of these two people, he immediately felt a huge humiliation.

The vice president felt that with his status, if they could look at the prison guards more, they would be very honored. It would be a particularly honorable thing to have the opportunity to change their clothes.

Psychology is the attitude of the strong towards the weak. These two guys actually regarded themselves as the weak because they lost power for a while. It was indeed hateful. In his heart, he had silently sentenced these two guys to death.

After changing into clean clothes, someone sent the vice dean's favorite food. The vice dean saw that the food was originally full of appetite, but when he chewed it in his mouth, it tasted like chewing wax without any deliciousness in his memory.

So he pushed the food aside with some anger. At this time, he saw sympathetic eyes in the jailer's eyes again.

He suddenly felt furious. If he had the strength to raise his hand, he would definitely slap the guy in the face.

"Oh, the last meal is here, just eat more." The jailer sighed softly and pushed the food back to the deputy dean.

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Chapter completed!