Chapter Eighty-Three: The Great Role of the Prophet

More than 100 horse bandits fell to death, and everyone continued to climb. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After walking slowly for a long time, they crossed the mountain, went down the western slope, and came to a section of Pingyang land, where they saw a small cottage.

Before the cottage, dozens of yellow-skinned and skinny children were looking forward to it, as if they were waiting for something.

Looking at this picture, Bai Gu carefully trembled inexplicably, and said: "This village is evil, and it is not suitable to enter." ”

Sanzang said seriously: "The heart is right, the body is right, why be afraid of evil spirits? Then again, if there are really evil spirits, it is up to you to destroy them." ”

Seeing strangers coming, more than a dozen guards armed with steel guns walked out of the village, drove the children back, and looked at them with a wary face.

"Who are you waiting for, why are you coming to my Qinghe Village?" a gray-haired old man pushed through the crowd, walked in, and asked.

"We came from the Tang Dynasty in the east and passed by Baozhai, just to take advantage of the road. Sanzang dismounted and folded his hands.

The old man bowed his head, raised his eyes and glanced at the slightly dark sky, and said: "It's getting late, I'm afraid it's difficult to hurry, if you don't dislike it, you can rest in the cold village for a night." ”

"I don't dare to ask for it. ”

The sun set, and there was only one last ray of light left in the sky. The women throughout the village moved quickly, boiling water for cooking, and tidying up the house.

The westbound people followed the old man to his house, and the canopy recalled the figures he had seen along the way, and asked suspiciously: "Dare to ask the old man, why are there so few men in your village, and most of the people I saw were old people and children along the way." ”

The old man led them into a house and led them to sit down: "There is no shortage of male strength in our village, but during the day, I followed the owner of the village to find food." Speaking of which, it's strange why they haven't come back yet? In the past, whether they could find it or not, they would have returned home at this time. ”

Sanzang chuckled in his heart, and his face turned a little pale: "Dare to ask the elder, what kind of dress do the male forces in your village usually wear?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, sighed slightly, and his face was a little guilty: "I'm ashamed, because of the serious insect plague this year, the harvest of the entire village is not very good, and everyone is having a hard time." In order to keep the villagers alive, the owner of the village personally selected more than 100 people, caught horses in the mountains, plundered swords, and started the business of strongmen......"

"Boom!" Sanzang's mind seemed to have something exploding, devouring his entire consciousness, so that what the old man said later could no longer be heard.

After a long time of "monkey ......", Sanzang turned his eyes and looked at the figure beside him.

The monkey looked up at him, his gaze calm, and he did not speak.

He didn't think he had done anything wrong, and he didn't bother to explain.

Looking at his guiltless gaze, Sanzang felt uncomfortable, and said, "Don't you want to say something?"

"There's nothing I want to say, and I don't think I'm doing it wrong. ”

The corners of Sanzang's mouth twitched, and he said secretly: "You also heard what the old man said just now, and you know that they were also forced to be helpless, so they became horse bandits." A good group of good people, let you kill you alive, and you don't have half a bit of shame in your heart?"

The monkey was annoyed by his question, and said, "No matter who they were before, when they took up their swords and rushed at me, they were only my enemies." Monk, Hugh should be noisy. ”

Sanzang was breathed angrily, and his fingers trembled a little: "If you do this, how is it different from indiscriminate killing? The status of living beings cannot be equal, but the weight of human life is the same, how can you kill if you say kill?"

The monkey is arrogant, and his heart is higher than the sky, listening to his accusations at this time, he is really angry.

Just as he was about to say more radical words to fight back, the white bone spirit's palm suddenly rested on his shoulder: "Monkey, don't say a word, this matter is a little unusual!"

The monkey swallowed the words that had surged into his throat back into his stomach, glanced at Sanzang with cold eyes, and said no more.

Sanzang sighed lightly in his heart, but he didn't want to accuse anything more.

Everyone's position is different, their experience is different, and their personalities are different, and the decisions they make cannot be exactly the same.

So he doesn't think he's wrong, and it's understandable, right?

It's just that...... Why are you so disappointed?

Bai Gu thought carefully and exquisitely, how could he not see the abnormality of Sanzang?

His eyes moved slightly, and he transmitted his voice alone: "Let's not talk about the fact that there is no right or wrong in this matter, just say a little bit, under what circumstances do you think it will take for a hundred reincarnated good people to gather together?"

Sanzang was a little stunned, and then frowned and pondered.

Dinner was had at the old man's house, and in the middle of the moon, everyone went back to their rooms.

It didn't take long for Sanzang, Monkey, Canopy, Sand Monk, and White Horse to receive the call of the White Bone Spirit and come to his room.

"Sanzang, let me ask you a question. Laying out the soundproof barrier, the white bone spirit said solemnly: "Are you a little dissatisfied with the monkeys now, or even with us?"

Sanzang was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "I major in the Heart Sutra, and I have a good thought, crying out grievances, saving the suffering people, and never hurting my life. And you, each of you have immeasurable supernatural powers, regard mortals as ants, wanton and freewheeling, and kill a lot, so I don't like it when I see it, I think about it boringly, and I don't think about it. ”

Bai Gujing said: "To put it simply, there is, right." Monkey, what about you, do you have any grudges against Sanzang?"

"I can't say anything about my grievances, but I'm just a little depressed and angry. The monkey said seriously: "I still can't understand his thoughts. On the battlefield, where are there any good people and bad people, the causes and consequences? Only you live and die, fighting to the death. I have high strength, but I am at fault for killing the other party? Otherwise, if I let the other party kill in the future, people will sympathize with the weak anyway. ”

Bai Gujing patted him: "Don't drill the tip of the horns, Sanzang doesn't mean that." Listen to me, both of you. If I'm not here today, what will happen to you and the monkey?"

"Maybe I'll be kicked out of the westward bandwagon. The monkey sneered.

Sanzang thought about it and felt that with the mood he was in just now, it was not impossible to do so!

It's not perhaps, it's definitely going to be! It's the same as in the original book! The white bone spirit whispered in his heart, raised his eyes and said: "I dare to be 99% sure that this is a bureau against us, and the purpose is to see us turn away from each other!"

"Is there any evidence?" Sanzang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "In addition to what you said before, more than a hundred reincarnated good people have gathered together. ”

The White Bone Spirit said, "If you have the evidence...... The current state of you and the monkey can be used as one of my evidence. From everything being okay to being angry with each other, the confrontation between you came too quickly, as if someone had specially designed a script to provide you with a line of conflict!"