Feng Chu shrugged, waved his hand, and motioned for someone Shi to continue.

"There is a little monk on the mountain, and there is a slaughterhouse at the bottom of the mountain, and there is a butcher in it, because of the water source, they both live in the middle of the mountain, and they are still good friends. ”

"The little monk's daily homework is to recite scriptures, participate in meditation, purify sentient beings, and accumulate merits. What the butcher has to do every day is to kill cows, pigs, sheep, dogs, and sell meat to make money. ”

"It's kind of interesting, go on. ”

"They work very hard in their respective 'homework', the only deficiency is that they love to sleep lazily and can't get out of bed, so the monk can't understand Zen, and the butcher can't make a lot of money. ”

Later, someone gave them an idea, that is, let them supervise each other and supervise each other, and the result was really good, the monk and the butcher could get up early, and finally the monk became a high-ranking monk, and the butcher became a rich businessman. ”

So, this story tells us that the early bird gets the worm, and the early worm gets eaten by the bird!"

"The story is not over, in the end the two of them died, and the butcher who made a lot of murder went to heaven, and got a high monk but went to hell. Shi Yiguang looked at Feng Chu meaningfully, hoping that he would understand the meaning of this story: "Do you know why?"

"Oh, I probably know why?" Feng Chu nodded suddenly, and then said: "The story is over, since it's gone, let's kill the ducks happily." ”

"Aren't you afraid of going to hell?" Shi Yiguang glared, rotten wood can't be carved, it's so clear, you still pretend to be confused: "The monk urges others to kill, this is a big mistake, even if you save a lifetime of merit, you can't make up for it, so you go to hell, aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

"When people die, the lights go out, I never believe in heaven and hell!" Feng Chu pouted disapprovingly.

"You don't believe in heaven and hell, do you still believe in Buddhism?" Shi Yiguang glared.

Whether it is, Buddha, Tao, Christ, *** have heaven and hell, which is also the foundation of these sects, in ancient times when there were no miracles, there was no such illusory constraint, and it was impossible to bluff people at all.

It can be said that ninety percent of believers are longing for salvation because of the fear of death, and continue to exist after death to go to a beautiful paradise.

If there is no ultimate destination of heaven and hell, there is no believer belief at all, you look down on Shakyamuni, what Buddha do you believe, you think that God does not exist, what kind of Jesus do you believe?

Feng Chu is definitely a fake Buddhist, the kind of fake monk who is proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling.

"Don't try to delay time, come here, hack it, you hack it, I'll hack you. Feng Chu stared at Shi Yiguang viciously.

The slashing knife was in his hand, but Shi Yiguang was in a mess, and he reluctantly moved over, and was about to say something more to 'persuade' Lord Feng not to be so cruel, but he was pushed back by Feng Chu's murderous eyes.

"Brother Duck, I'm sorry!" Shi Yiguang, who was helpless, could only die and not die, and closed his eyes and waved a knife to chop down.

Bright red blood splattered out, splashing Feng Chu's face, and the poor duck brother's neck was cut off in half, and it was soft and drooping, and a large stream of blood gushed out.

Feng Chu wiped his face, his face was blood-red but he didn't care about it, and pulled out the kitchen knife that was nailed to the cutting board, but he didn't pull it out.

"Ahh ”

"It's just that the accuracy is a little poor, and only half of it is cut. ”

Shi Yiguang watched sluggishly as the steaming blood left from the duck's beak, ticking, dripping on the floor, and soon a pool of blood bloomed, bright red and dazzling.

Killing such a big living animal, it doesn't seem to be as difficult as imagined, it's really simple, it's over when the knife falls, the initial fear disappears without a trace, but there is a kind of cathartic pleasure, the only thing that is wrong is to look at the appearance of Brother Duck dripping blood, a little sympathy, and a faint sense of guilt.

Shi Yiguang shuddered, what was the situation, how could she feel that it was nothing more than this? How could such a kind little fairy have such cruel thoughts? How could she have such a subconscious!

"Isn't it cool? Feng Chu pulled the other poor duck brother in the cage next to him, and after brushing his feathers, he pressed it on the chopping board, and encouraged him step by step: "Come on, come on, release the character hidden in the deepest part." ”

Shi Yiguang made the god touch the kitchen knife.

But at this moment, the duck brother, whose neck had been cut off in half, suddenly fluttered, not only fluttered, but also jumped off the cupboard, 'quack' screamed, dragging the duck's head that hung weakly on his chest, leaving a long trail of blood.

"Mother, such a stubborn duck, you don't fucking die. Feng Chu pulled out the kitchen knife, mentioned it with his left hand, dragged Shi Yiguang with his right hand, and rushed out of the kitchen.

By the time Shi Yiguang rushed to the hall, the duck brother had already flapped his wings, running and flying, throwing his head everywhere and spilling blood, on the leather sofa, on the bronze statue holding the sword, and even on the medieval giant painting five or six meters high, it was either duck feathers or duck blood, and even duck feces, it was already incontinent.

It's still scurrying around the halls.

Feng Chu wiped the blood on his face and stuffed the knife in Shi Yiguang's hand: "Ah, hack this duck to be strong." ”

Brother Duck's strength, with his best efforts to live only to survive, made Shi Yiguang have the feeling of being a rabbit and a dead fox, and the sadness in her bones poured out, although she didn't know why, she seemed to be like this, extremely eager to live, but the world didn't want her to live, everyone was working hard to send her to the guillotine in the unknown.

The inexplicable murderous intent vanished.

She returned to her previous appearance, she was greatly wronged, sat on the ground, cried and wiped her tears, and the ghost sent the god to say something inexplicable: "Wow, you hack me to death, I won't do it, you hack me to death, anyway, all of you want to kill me, I shouldn't exist!"

"Then I'll kill you. Feng Chu threatened fiercely.

"Wow wow. Shi Mouguang just cried, crying so much, he didn't know that the knife was on his neck again.

Shi was unmoved, Feng Chu also died down, and he couldn't really hack this guy to death.

"Are there any other living people who have come to help kill the ducks? Feng Chu shouted at the top of his throat.

Xie Xiaoqi poked his head out from behind a certain door, his big black eyes rolling back and forth.

"Is Senior Feng going to be a duck?" Xie Xiaoqi asked knowingly, while swallowing and foaming.

Feng Chu looked at the third floor, tilted his head and thought about it, knowing that the captain would never help him kill the ducks, as for Gan Yuexin, that guy was stuffy in the room and didn't come out, it must be not easy to scream, so only Xie Xiaoqi was left.

"Okay, kill the duck, and you'll be the one for dinner. ”

"yes, yes. Xie Xiaoqi rushed out of the room.

Feng Chu has been here for so many days, and he seems to be guarding against her, and he didn't even eat a grain of rice from him, so she had to find ways to eat and drink outside Now, and today Feng Chu finally relented, it's not easy, don't come again when the opportunity is not lost.

You have to behave well, tonight's duck, her seventh master is determined.

snatched the kitchen knife from Feng Chu's hand, Xie Xiaoqi went straight to the kitchen, and in less than three seconds, he came out again, with a lot of duck feathers and duck blood on his hands, staring at the duck that flew to the top of the head of the peeing boy.

She kills a duck without blinking, like crushing an insignificant ant.

Shi Yiguang raised his head with teary eyes, and just saw Xie Xiaoqi raising the kitchen knife in his hand, jumping to cut the duck to be strong, but because he was too short, he could only open his teeth and dance his claws, and screamed 'slightly' in his mouth, hoping that the duck would be strong and cut down to death.

Duck Jianqiang, who had lost half of his head, had already been seriously injured, and it was already a miracle that he could run out of the kitchen with a flutter, and he stayed on the bronze statue and quacked a few times, and finally exhausted all his strength, screamed, and fell straight down.

Feng Chuti slipped back to the kitchen with Duck Strong, and only Shi Yiguang sitting on the ground was left in the hall, and Xie Xiaoqi, who was holding a blood-stained kitchen knife and was vicious.

Shi Yiguang looked around, and his heart was in a trance. She's a husky mixed in with the wolves, and there's not much difference in appearance alone, but at some point, the difference between a wolf and a dog becomes apparent.

is like Xie Xiaoqi, who is usually a bottomless foodie, a guy who can sell his temperament for a bite of food, seems to be quite cute and unscored, but she is at the top of the list of high-risk mixed-race breeds.

She has a bloodthirsty soul hidden in her, she can pinch the neck of a struggling duck with one hand, slowly slit its throat with the other, and a cruel smile will appear on her face when she listens to the sound of blood splattering. In a sense, there is no difference between ducks and humans for half-breeds, and in humans, there is no difference between Shi Yiguang and Passerby A.

Gan Yuexin is definitely not a guy who is overflowing with love, she ignores everything, just like a photographer who shoots lions hunting wildebeest on the grassland, even if she can hear the wailing of wildebeest, she will not interfere, just quietly be a cold-blooded bystander and recorder.

As for Jiang Nu, not to mention, she is also a mixed-race race, and her full head of silver hair is a sign of mixed-race, and she has already appeared, and her tyranny may be stronger than Xie Xiaoqi.

They don't seem to have human compassion, love, and the blood in their bodies seems to be cold.

Shi Yiguang got up and subconsciously stayed away from Xie Xiaoqi, who had vowed to beat her up to avenge her betrayal, but now seeing her blood-stained appearance, he silently coaxed.

She was afraid that Xie Xiaoqi would turn her head and give her a knife, so she simply cut her throat, as simple as killing a duck.

"Xiao Yiguang, are you back?" Xie Xiaoqi casually threw away the kitchen knife and grinned at Shi Yiguang.

Looking at Xie Xiaoqi's big clear and transparent eyes, Shi Yiguang suddenly shuddered, and a sentence popped up in his mind for no reason: [Except for the person closest to you, don't trust anyone].

It seems that someone has tried their best to give her advice.

The only thing she death to her is the little fool, who is her brother, but the little fool is missing, and he has not been found yet.