"Ah......h

In the crowd was a white-haired monk with his hands raised in the air, his hair tossed in all directions.

He kept making strange noises from his mouth, attracting the attention of many people around him.

"This old gentleman, please control your emotions and don't break the rules of speech in this Dharma hall. ”

The purple-robed Jindan Stage Monk drank down, and the attention of most of the people above this Dharma Hall was focused on the white-haired monk.

"I'm the father of one of the dead actors!

Arrest me in the center of the hall for trial, and I will tell all the secrets. ”

The white-haired monk roared with red eyes.

"Smack. ”

The purple-robed Jindan monk threw a token from his cuff.

Several of the Alliance's Jindan monks grabbed the white-haired monk and escorted him to the center of the Dharma Hall.

"I have a father-son relationship with one of the actors called 'White Face'. ”

The white-haired monk took out a photographic bead.

An image was projected from the orb.

A young monk in a red costume was pouring a pillar-shaped ritual vessel with the white-haired monk.

"This is a formal instrument for recognizing relatives, you can take a closer look. ”

The white-haired monk smiled at the red-costed monk.

After saying that, the white-haired monk began to pour up the magic weapon, and after a while, the magic weapon emitted a silvery-white light.

"Okay, I'll try. ”

The young monk in the red costume stretched out his right index finger, and the white-haired monk also extended his right index finger.

The pillar made a buzzing sound, and after a while it spun in place like a spinning top.

"That's possible, I'll just take a gamble and drip my blood out.

It's really possible that I'm your own son, don't you use my blood to trick me?"

The Friar in the Ribbon costume bit off his left index finger and dripped blood into the bowl of water beside him.

The white-haired monk Daiki also dripped his own blood into the bowl.

The blood of the two eventually merged in the bowl.

"The iron law of the cultivation realm, only the blood of relatives can be fused together. ”

Tears welled up in the white-haired monk's eyes.

"Wow. ”

The white-haired monk put the bead away.

"What does that white-faced actor say in private about the policy of restoring peace between the human race and the demon race?

And do you know about the white-faced actor and his accomplices' hidden plans in this office as a playmaker?

They should seize this opportunity today to die a clear will. ”

The purple-robed Jindan period monk was shocked.

As soon as the white-haired monk heard these words, his already excited emotions surged even more.

"Wow. ”

He spat out a mouthful of black blood, and after taking a mouthful of life-saving pills, he said:

"We only met a few days ago, we are father and son, and the people around us don't know about it, and it has nothing to do with them.

He did have remarks about the return of peace to the Celestial Star Sea, and he also told me that he thought about taking practical actions to destroy this peace.

At that time, I also quarreled with him and even got into a fight.

I asked him why he was so resolute all of a sudden, and he didn't respond to me.

I also yelled angrily, 'If you want to go, go over my corpse'.

He scolded and left, saying that he would not be a father and son with a wreck like me.

As a result, they have only known each other for a few days, and he went against his father's will and made trouble today.

The demon poison in my body has an attack today, and I'm afraid I won't live long.

Today, I'm just going to talk about these things to reason, the war of this human race and demon clan has made us miserable, so that our father and son can't enjoy themselves together.

Where can there be a home without peace?"

After the white-haired monk finished speaking, he vomited blood and died.

There was a long silence in the courtroom, and no one spoke again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this old man, knowing that he has a physical problem, withstood the pressure of everyone in the courtroom to tell about him and his son.

He should also know that he had to avoid being stimulated as much as possible in that condition, otherwise he might die.

Now he chose to tell his story in front of everyone, why not risk his life to show his ambition to maintain peace and exhort everyone not to use swords?

Then this old man died here, didn't he have the idea of dying and then really sacrificed?

Isn't this a reverse indictment of those who used to die to make a fool of themselves?"

The purple-robed Jindan period monk spoke out what Zhang Shi had written to him.

The expressions on the faces of the monks in the courtroom varied.

"Then I will once again announce my resignation, and ask a few of you old men to speak of this peace. Those who want to speak should raise their hands. ”

The purple-robed Jindan stage monk waved his hand, and more than a dozen old men on the field raised their hands.

The purple-robed Jindan period monk had already obtained the relevant information of the old man present, and he seemed to randomly pick out the person he thought was the most suitable person to speak on this occasion.

After the six old men spoke a lot with emotion, the purple-robed Jindan period monk ordered the audience to be silent and carefully think about the future of the Heavenly Star Sea.

In fact, it was to make time for Zhang Shi to communicate with the purple-robed Jindan monk on how to speak.

"Everyone lives in a big family of Tianxinghai.

The old men just now are the elders of this family.

Tell me about those old men who usually come and go, are these old men like your old father?"

With a wave of the purple-robed Jindan monk's right hand, sixty or seventy middle-aged and young people above the Dharma Hall raised their hands enthusiastically.

The purple-robed Jindan period monk was very satisfied, and the old men he selected were all very popular, and they could be regarded as highly respected elders in their circle.

"I'm the one who often interacts with Uncle Wu, and Uncle Wu treats me very well.

I think that we can still be together in the midst of all kinds of changes in the Tianxinghai, which really shows that we already have family-like emotions between us.

I think Uncle Wu should be whatever he says, and he always gives us ideas on weekdays, and his ideas are often right. ”

A young monk said.

"Yes, you should listen to your parents, so that everyone can do a good job of Tianxinghai.

Tianxinghai is everyone, and only then can there be the small family of the dead old man.

Don't start a mess in your own home before there is a big disaster, or even turn against each other and destroy this family in an extreme way.

If you have any opinions on certain resolutions, you can discuss them and listen to the opinions of the elderly. ”

A middle-aged monk said.

The previous laying really worked, and Zhang Shi, who had been afraid of the destruction of life, breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the tone that there is a small family with everyone, Zhang Shi let the monks of the Heavenly Sea of Stars vote by secret ballot through the purple-robed Jindan period monks.

A banner reading "Please take responsibility for your own life and the lives of others" was placed at the polling place.

Everyone walked to the transparent ballot box and threw in the slips of paper with the checks and crosses written in advance.

After everyone finished voting, Zhang Shi began to wait silently for the results of the vote count.

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