A shell exploded in the village in the mountain pass, and the revolutionary fighters who had no time to hide were overturned into a large group, some with broken legs, some with broken hands, and some even blown in two. This scene happened in front of Ning Tao, who had just come in, and even he felt numb when he saw this bloody scene.

This is Mitsutoshi Hirano's memory space.

It is stored in the form of energy, and Yuan Ying is also an existence of pure energy nature, so Ning Tao can come in.

A teenage soldier was blown up by a bomb and just fell at Ning Tao's feet. It was the bloodied face he had seen "outside", his body covered with shrapnel wounds, blood staining his face red, and his clothes.

"Run!" the little soldier yelled at his comrades who were lying on the ground behind him, reaching out and grabbing the worn-out rifle that had fallen to the ground. He tried to get up, but he couldn't.

In front of him, a large number of Japanese soldiers were rapidly advancing in this direction.

Behind him, a group of frightened villagers lay on the ground shivering, and women and children were crying, and the cry was terrible.

"! Run! Lao Tzu will cut off the queen for you!" the little soldier roared and cried.

This voice, he is a Sichuan army. The Sichuan Army contributed one-fifth of the country's military resources during the Anti-Japanese War, and one out of every five revolutionary soldiers who died was a Sichuan Army.

The villagers got up from the pile of dead and prepared to run in the other direction.

However, a group of Japanese soldiers who had come from the back bread cut off the way for the villagers to retreat. Ning Tao, the one in the lead, looked familiar, and when he looked closely, it was Hirano Mitsutoshi in his youth. He brandished his katana and yelled something. But it was Japanese, and he didn't understand it.

The little soldier grabbed a battered rifle that had fallen to the ground, and he tried to get up and fight, but he couldn't.

Ning Tao instinctively reached over, wanting to give him a little spiritual power, but his hand passed through the little warrior's body and didn't touch anything. Only then did he realize that he couldn't do anything, this was not the past time and space built by the Town Time Tower, the Tree Plate, and the Cloud Ore, and he couldn't help him fight in the way of the Yuan Infant's upper body.

This little warrior was doomed to death.

Ning Tao could only watch.

A Japanese soldier rushed up and plunged a bayonet into the back of the little soldier, and he reached out and grabbed the Japanese soldier's trouser and grabbed it tightly.

"Run...... the little soldier's voice was faint and the blood spat out of his mouth.

The Japanese soldier drew his bayonet and tried to move forward, but the little soldier's hand was still holding on to his trousers and would not let him go.

"Yaga!" the Japanese soldier stabbed down with another bayonet......

All the villagers were surrounded.

Hirano Mitsutoshi came up to the villagers with his katana and said something loudly, but the villagers didn't understand it. Then he burst out laughing, and in the midst of the laughter, he swung his katana and slashed at a woman's neck. Blood gushed and the woman's head flew up from her neck, spun and fell to the ground.

With one step, Hirano stabbed his katana into the stomach of a child who was about seven or eight years old, and then slashed down, and the child's intestines fell out with a thud......

"Ahh

However, his infant body crashed through Hirano Mitsutoshi's body, but Hirano Mitsutoshi's katana cut off the head of a villager at that time.

He couldn't do anything.

All this is just a memory of Mitsutoshi Hirano.

Ning Tao retreated, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Hirano's mind was still flooding with radio waves, and photographed people and buildings were floating in the airwaves, just like boats of all sizes floating on the sea, or fish of all sizes swimming in the sea.

Ning Tao stood tightly in Hirano Mitsutoshi's mind, many photos and memories of the massacre drifted in front of his eyes, but he didn't want to go in again. Those memories would be painful for him, but he couldn't do anything.

Another dynamic memory floated in front of Ning Tao, it was a memory of marriage.

Ning Tao plunged in.

The location is a temple where Mitsutoshi Hirano bows to his bride under the auspices of a monk. His bride was young, beautiful, and had a happy smile on her face. His friends sent blessings and gifts to him and his bride, and he and his bride bowed one by one in thanks......

Ning Tao retreated and entered a few more dynamic memories.

Mitsutoshi Hirano takes his son to the zoo.

Mitsutoshi Hirano attends his son's college graduation ceremony.

Mitsutoshi Hirano travels with his grandson in Paris, France.

Mitsutoshi Hirano weeps at his wife's funeral......

Passages of dynamic memories, in and out, Ning Tao almost left at a glance, he was equivalent to watching almost a lifetime of Hirano Mitsutoshi. In the end, he withdrew from Mitsutoshi Hirano's mind.

When he opened his eyes, Ning Tao's pupils were as black as ink.

One man can kill so many people, cut off the heads of unarmed women, cut open the belly of a child, and do all such evil things, and self-righteously feel that he has atoned for his sins and found peace and tranquility. Even if God promises, he won't agree!

A pair of hands rested on Ning Tao's shoulders.

Ning Tao glared angrily, and even had the urge to punch it over, even though he knew it was Soft Tianyin.

Soft Tianyin was startled by Ning Tao's eyes, but she didn't leave Ning Tao, but squatted down and hugged Ning Tao from behind.

What can calm a man the most is the gentleness of a woman, and her arms are the most tender.

Warm fragrant nephrite, soft as boneless, this graceful feeling flowed in his body, Ning Tao's anger was diluted, and his feeling was a little better. He took a deep breath and chanted in his heart: "I am resting in the womb and hearing the sound of the Great Dao. ”

While!

The divine bell rang, and the sound of the avenue crushed the four directions.

The terrible negative feelings of violence disappeared, and Ning Tao said softly, "I'm fine." ”

Soft Tianyin didn't let go of Ning Tao, she said in his ear: "You looked so terrible just now, I'm so worried about you." Let me hug you a little longer, you'll feel a little better. ”

Ning Tao was fine, but she didn't know. Ning Tao didn't leave her embrace, just sat like that and let her hold it.

Such a posture is not pure, but in the face of such a heartfelt truth and care, so beautiful, how can he bear to refuse?

Dole, dole, do......

There was another sound of tapping wooden fish in the room, and the sound of Hirano Mitsutoshi chanting.

Ning Tao frowned, and now listening to the sound of knocking on the wooden fish and chanting, he felt particularly harsh.

"I'm going to kill him!" Soft Tianyin let go of Ning Tao and was about to go to the Buddha Hall with his gun.

Ning Tao stood up and stretched out his hand to grab her: "Let's go back." ”

"But......" Soft Tianyin said: "He made you so angry, even if I don't kill him, I will beat him up to dissipate your anger!"

Ning Tao took her hand and walked back, saying as he walked: "What I want is not a temporary relief, what I want is atonement." It's too cheap to kill him like this, or to beat him up. ”

Soft Tianyin nodded, and let Ning Tao pull her away.

When he stepped on the path, Ning Tao let go of Soft Tianyin's hand, and he always pulled it like this, he felt a little inappropriate. Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, Soft Tianyin's hand reached over and grabbed his arm.

Ning Tao's lips moved.

But before he could say anything, Soft Tianyin hurriedly said, "This is pure, right?"

Ning Tao smiled bitterly, it was nothing, and walked back with her. In this way, although "Your Sutra" cleared those terrible negative feelings, but his mood was still very bad, she held him like this and gave him tenderness, and his mood would be much better.

Entering the village, Ning Tao spotted several pairs of eyes peeping in the dark, some through the cracks in the windows, and some from the canopy of a tree in the distant woods. In his sight, these snoopers shone like lanterns in the dark, but they also took great pains to shield their breath, thinking that they were well hidden.

Ning Tao pretended not to find anything, and returned to the room next to the temple with Soft Tianyin.

Entering the room, Ning Tao found a thin blanket and a pillow next to the tatami mat.

"Lord, you sleep on tatami mats, and I sleep on the floor. Soft Tianyin said, her voice hiding a faint sadness, but she forced herself to smile.

Ning Tao said: "Then how can it be done, you sleep on tatami mats, and I sleep on the floor." ”

"That's unacceptable, you are the lord, I am your demon slave, can't be, can't be. Soft Tianyin hurriedly refused.

Ning Tao grabbed her hand, pulled her to his side, and then grabbed her shoulder and pressed him to the tatami mat.

Soft Tianyin obviously misunderstood something, suddenly hugged Ning Tao, and fell on the tatami with him, but his mouth was still shouting: "Don't, don't ......"

Ning Tao supported the tatami mat with both hands, looked at the soft Tianyin hanging on him, excited and speechless: "Don't you want anything?"

Soft Tianyin let go of her hand embarrassedly, there was nothing on her pretty face that was not red, she didn't dare to look at Ning Tao, her eyes were closed, it seemed that she had given herself to the will of heaven, and she would accept what would happen when the providence arranged it.

Ning Tao got up from the tatami mat, he looked at the soft Tianyin lying on the tatami mat in a pinching posture, on the surface it was calm, but there was a charcoal fire burning in his stomach, and his mind was also arguing, the army attacked, or retreated thirty miles, every idea.

Soft Tianyin's eyelashes trembled, her eyelids opened a slit, she peeked at it, and then closed her eyes nervously.

Ning Tao sighed: "Then don't sleep, you teach me the doppelganger technique, and I will teach you the stalking and ghost sucking technique." ”

Soft Tianyin sighed, and she got up from the tatami mat.

Ning Tao sat on the tatami mat, and the two of them passed spells to each other with a dim pine oil lamp......

It's pure.