Thousand Buddha Temple, puja on the spot."
Vacuum hometown, no biological mother."
A White Lotus Sect believer shouted loudly, fearless of death, and pounced on the Suppressing Si Eagle Dog.But halfway through, he was stabbed through the intestines by the master of the Zhenfu Division, and only the corpse was unabated, knocking the master of the Zhenfu Division into a stagger, and almost rolled together with a panicked old woman behind him.The master of the Zhenfu Division stood firm, and if he was not angry, he wanted to push the old woman away.But suddenly.A sharp pain in the lower back and eyes.He lowered his head in disbelief.I saw the old woman turn the dagger in her hand around his waist and eyes, her face was full of wrinkles and a twisted smile, and she muttered: "Vacuum hometown, no old mother." ”This is just a corner of the field, in fact, this scene is constantly playing out in the field.The scene of the festival, where colorful flags fluttered and Buddha sang, was now a slaughterhouse filled with chaos, wailing, blood, and killing.And on the high platform, the left envoy of the White Lotus Xiang Jisheng took all this into view.Everything went smoothly and everything went according to plan.At the last moment of the puja, when the petal lotus flower descends from the sky.He tossed his cup as a signal, and the congregation, lurking in all corners of the puja, started together.Farmers kill traffickers, believers kill monks, and soldiers kill generals......
The shouting signs, the running, the field instantly became a chaotic ocean, and the eagle dogs of the Zhenfu Division were divided into isolated islands, and the hidden killers of the White Lotus Sect were like sharks underwater, quietly launching an attack.It's ridiculous, these dog officials of the Suppression Division still don't know that they are dying, and they actually fantasize about being able to coexist peacefully with the Holy Sect?
Xiang Jisheng saw that those masters of the Pacification Division were torn to pieces by the fanatical followers who went forward one after another, and were attacked by open guns and hidden arrows; Seeing that the Taoist who was born in Longhu Mountain was lonely and unable to speak, he finally died; saw Chen Zhiji, who was vain and wronged with him, wagging his tail at him and begging for mercy, but he still couldn't escape death; See blood, see killing......
He was full of intoxication, and looked at the figure of Miaoman on the Dharma platform - it was the White Lotus Holy Maiden, the stunner he could only covet deep in his heart, and the wife he was about to marry.But......
There was no end, and a little doubt suddenly rose in Ji Sheng's heart.Isn't the saint still locked up in the Demon Cave?
A voice in his ear told him: You forgot?
You arranged for someone to get her out.Oh yes.To the left makes it abrupt.He was complacent and raised his glass in respect.Today, after making great contributions, the voices in the church that oppose his relocation to the left envoy can finally be stopped.He imagined a bright future.Until ......
"knock." ”A bell rings...........................................
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”Longtu Daoist lowered his eyes and silently chanted the classics, and the ancient pine sword in his hand was full of gaps because he had chopped too many bones; The wide-robed and large-sleeved robe was soaked in too much blood, sticking together so thickly that it couldn't be stretched.But he still didn't hesitate, swinging his sword and slashing at another White Lotus Sect disciple.Everything went smoothly and everything went according to plan.At the last moment of the puja, when the petal lotus flower descends from the sky.The White Lotus Sect, these rats in the gutter, thought they had a plan to lift their disguises, and exposed themselves to the sun one after another, but they didn't know that they had fallen into a trap.The counterattack began.The disciples of Longhu Mountain on the periphery opened the altar and summoned ghosts and gods; In the venue, the lurking master of the Pacification Division launched a fatal blow; And what relieved the people of Longtu Dao the most was that the elite of the official army successfully suppressed the order of the venue and evacuated the innocent people involved......
There must be a lot of remnants of the White Lotus Sect among them.He secretly guessed.But that doesn't matter.As long as this person is cut off, the big tree of the White Lotus Sect will be uprooted, and the rest of the people can only be fleeing monkeys.Long Tu Daoren's eyes were cold, and he threw himself at the recalcitrant White Lotus Sect demons who were fighting in the corner of the field, watching them fall one after another, revealing the thief heads they were desperately guarding.The man looked panicked, like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.The die is cast!
But......
Longtu Daoren looked at this person, and a little doubt rose in his heart for no reason: This person ......
Who is it?
Immediately, a voice in his ear told him: He was the White Lotus Sect Master.Oh?
Longtu Daoren's expression was in a trance.But when did the White Lotus Sect Master arrive in Yuzhou?
The voice in his ear said: Hasn't the White Lotus Sect Master been hiding in the Thousand Buddha Temple all along?
The voice urged: Quick, don't hesitate.Don't miss the opportunity, kill him and destroy the White Lotus Sect!
The dragon figure nodded slowly, and the long sword shook, shaking off a little flesh and blood on the gap in the blade."
Demon Killer Guardian Road."
He muttered to himself, raising his sword forward.Until ......
"knock." ”A bell rings.…………………… In the crowded crowd under the Dharma platform, most of them are tenants of monks under the mountain.They come from all over the world, but most of them share the same circumstances.It's nothing more than natural disasters and man-made disasters rushing to people, forcing people to die, displace, and fall into this Yuzhou, relying on picking up the monk's leftovers to earn a living.The same is true for Aunt Ma.She didn't believe in the Buddha, but she planted the monk's land, where could she not support the monk's field?
So before dawn today, I obediently went up the mountain, listened to the scriptures, donated money, drank porridge, and finally got to the twilight, and the petal lotus flower fell from the sky......
Suddenly.Buzzing in the brain.The next moment, it was like waking up from a big dream, or falling into a dream.Everything around her changed suddenly, it was still twilight, but now the moon was already hanging high, and the surrounding temple platforms had turned into village houses and idyllic villages burning in the fire, and the believers around her changed into faces that she couldn't let go, running, crying, the light of the knife reflected the light of blood, laughing and crying......
Aunt Ma's eyes widened, she would never forget this place—her former home; I will never forget this night—the rebels poured into the village, looted, slaughtered; I can't forget this person......
She shuddered and looked in horror at the smirking figure in front of her.It's him!
It's the demon!
The rebel who killed her husband, killed her in-laws, killed her eldest daughter, killed her second son, and now this demon has come to kill her again, and then to kill her son, her only child?!
No!
Never!
I don't know where to inject a wave of courage, like a she-wolf in a desperate situation, she pounced!
But......
Odd.The resistance was smaller than she imagined, and this nightmare she had been having, like a paper tiger, broke when she poked, and she easily threw herself to the ground, begging her for mercy with tears streaming down her eyes.But it provoked her anger, her hatred, her tyranny.Punches and kicks are not enough, and then disemboweling with your fingernails and tearing your throat with your teeth.It wasn't until the enemy gradually lost his voice and gradually lost his human form that she stopped her madness and stood up in a daze, tears mixed with blood on Mu Ran's face, and she muttered something to say......
Then."
Boom."
A bell rings."
Whoa."
Suddenly, I pulled out the earbuds, and I could suppress all the noisy sound of rain pouring into my ears.It's raining?
When?
She was slightly stunned, and raised her face blankly, only to find that the sky was still twilight, the remnant sun was surging along the gap of the clouds like blood, the black clouds were like sinking iron, and the fine raindrops were overwhelmingly beating down.Only then did she feel cold, and then she realized that her clothes were soaked with rain.Looking around, there were one more lost soulless people like her, dazed and bloody, and more corpses lying on the ground.There are no rebels, no fires, then what has just been killed is ......
She lowered her gaze, and the torrential rain poured blood into an ocean, the "enemy" who was torn by her and lay on his back in the blood.She has a small body, a young face, and big eyes staring at her hollowly.She opened her mouth....................................
The tip of the sword that tore through the air reflected the cold light.Seeing that the "White Lotus Sect Master" was about to die on the spot."
Boom."
The sudden sound of the bell shook the eyes of the Longtu Dao people.Immediately, he was shocked to find that the person under the sword suddenly changed his face, and became his own boss, the appearance of the new official Chen Zhiji Chen.Frightened, he staggered the blade of his sword, barely letting the blade graze Lord Chen's neck and stab into the plank behind him.But Chen Zhiji was still immersed in hallucinations, kicking his hands and feet, crying and begging for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I didn't hurt you......
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Hey?
”After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, wiped a handful of cat urine, looked at Longtu Daoren, and asked: "Longtu?"
”But the Longtu Daoist didn't pay any attention to him, and only stood in the torrential rain with a pale face, looking at the corpse on the high platform in a trance......
This is all the "fruit" of his slashing and slashing all the way and eliminating the demon guard.There are demons of the White Lotus Sect here, monks, innocent people, and more Brother Paoze, who is the Suppression Division."
My son!
Baby!
”In the audience, I don't know where a terrible cry came from.Long Tudao's body shook, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.…………………………………… After a brief moment, people fell into greater mourning and panic.Aking up from their hallucinations, they find that they are desperately trying to kill relatives and friends around them, the wife has killed her husband, the brother has killed her brother, and the mother has killed her own child.Aunt Ma hugged her son, speechless.Except for the cry just now, the heart-rending grief made her lose all reaction to the outside world.After a long time, a sad and angry voice rose in her head.Why is that?
Why kill her child?
Is it because she is not devout to the gods and Buddhas, and she is punished?
She raised her head and looked at the altar, but she was stunned.What is that?
There is still a row of familiar lotus seats on the platform, but the lotus seats are not the physical Buddhas of the past, but some old monks with painful faces.And behind that row of lotus platforms, in the depths of the Dharma platform, there sat a three-headed and six-armed giant, the clothes on the giant's body were vaguely like monk's robes, and they were torn by the huge body, revealing their fangs, and their sarcomas were rampant, and they looked like evil ghosts, but they wore three Pilu hats.For no reason.Aunt Ma remembered a legend that had been passed down for a long time.Three-body ......
Buddha?
At this moment, the three-headed and six-armed giant seemed to notice her prying eyes, and the three heads looked at each other, one smiling, one howling, and the other closing his eyes and chanting.She was startled, but before she could scream, the child in her arms suddenly trembled.She was pleasantly surprised, and only said: My child has come back to life?
Aunt Ma happily withdrew her gaze, but on that immature face, she met a pair of dead eyes.The child's eyes widened as he looked at her, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, like a wandering insect, and the threads were drilling into the pupils.Where can Aunt Ma care about this, she only choked back tears, hurriedly wiped the blood from the child's face, and carefully called: "The call of the ......" came to an abrupt end.But it was the child who stabbed her in the chest with a knife, so that the word "er" could never be spoken.With a hint of doubt, a hint of pain, a hint of relief, she fell to the ground.The pupils, which were immersed in muddy water and gradually lost their vitality, reflected the last scene of the venue.One after another, the dead staggered and "came back to life" and took revenge on the living.The crowd fled in panic, but in despair they found many monks surrounding the edge of the venue, dragging their twisted bodies and slowly approaching......
In the rainstorm, the killing repeated.