'Little Ghost Valley' is a kind of formation that deceives perception, which is very similar to the geographical environment of Ghost Valley, hence the name, and it is also from the hands of their Demon Mountain, which is a unique formation, even if it is recognized, it will also take into account the relationship between the Demon Mountain, and it can be regarded as a kind of shelter for the five little guys who do not have 'parents', not to mention that he also added a wooden board on top of the stone slab, and made a two-layer formation as insurance, even if he sees through the first layer, he can only see the situation on the wooden board, and will not perceive the existence of the stone slab.

After doing this, the monk unceremoniously picked up the three bottles of medicine on the table, and disappeared with a flip of his wrist, Sima Shuo was very curious, what did the monk want so many medicines for, so he asked casually: "Dare to ask the master what he wants so many medicines for?"

"Medicine, of course, is used to heal people. The smile on the monk's face was retracted, a little solemn.

Xu Hui felt that Sima Shuo was a bit stupid to ask this question, but he only dared to muttered in his heart, and after a while, the monk continued: "There is a gang in the ancestral land of the Golden Eye Rabbit, which relies on the orphans they pick up to steal or beg, and if the orphans who steal do not meet the requirements, their feet or hands will be cut off, and then thrown into the street to beg. ”

Xuhui on the side listened to the monk say such a terrifying thing in a calm tone, and felt terrified, and even a little glad that he escaped from the clan and entered the 'Despair Ridge', not this bullshit ancestral land, if he lost his hands or feet and lived a life that was worse than death, it was better to be eaten by the big demon directly.

"The master took that gang in one pot?" Sima Shuo couldn't help but ask.

The monk shook his head and sighed: "What if it is destroyed, not to mention that one will appear again, just say that there are hundreds of children under the gang, and the gang is destroyed, where should they go?"

"What about these medicines?" Sima Shuo wondered.

"It's one to save one. The monk said in a deep voice.

Sima Shuo could deeply feel the deep helplessness of the monk's powerlessness, with his strength, he could indeed eradicate a dark force, but it could not prevent its rebirth.

"Dare to ask the master's number. Sima Shuo asked sincerely, for the first time he sincerely felt that this monk, who had been mistaken for a profiteer by himself at the beginning, was a respectable master.

"Poor Monk Law Number: Xuan Sanyi. The monk folded his hands.

Sending the monk to the door, Sima Shuo thought twice and said: "Can the master listen to the words of the boy, although the darkness cannot be extinguished, it must not be ignored and let it go, otherwise the darkness will become more and more rampant, and there will be more and more victimized children." ”

"That is, if I have the strength, I will definitely kill them all. Xuhui echoed.

"As for the children, they can be rescued with the ill-gotten gains accumulated by the gang over the years, and then they will be taught a trade and be self-reliant, and if the master leaves, the body and mind will be free. Sima Shuo added.

Xuan Sanyi shook his head helplessly with a smile and said: "It's good that the body is also free and the heart is free, but the monks don't take others as evil, so they do evil themselves, and fight evil with evil, Amitabha." ”

"If you don't use force, can you persuade them with your mouth and let them have an epiphany?" Ao Xuan teased while lying on Sima Shuo's shoulder.

Xuan Sanyi is even more helpless, this is the rule of their Zhenmo Mountain Buddhism, in addition to the Fumo Temple, the other three temples must influence the world with good thoughts, so that the world is good, although many times it will be very helpless and aggrieved, just like the present, but there is a truth in the temple, such as: if you do evil, how to accept evil.

Sima Shuo's eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth curled, and said, "Why don't the master abolish the cultivation of all the people in that gang, cut off their feet or hands, and let them feel the pain of those children who were harmed by them, so that they can be influenced and turned to goodness again, isn't it?"

Xuan Sanyi's eyes narrowed, his smile gradually rose, and he said meaningfully: "Little donor, this 'law' is wonderful, but it is not appropriate, and it is enough to abolish cultivation." ”

The monk deliberately paused for a moment on the word 'law', and at the same time accentuated the accent, not knowing whether it was Sima Shuo's wonderful statement or method, or both, Sima Shuo smiled and complimented: "Master 'benevolence'." ”

Xuan Sanyi clasped his hands together, smiled and sang 'Amitabha' before leaving.

Closing the door, Xuhui flew to the window and stood still, scolding and scolding: "To be kind to those wicked people is to be unfair to those children, what a bullshit master, I bah." ”

Sima Shuo glanced at him, and said in his belly: "What kind of bullshit and kindness, didn't you see me deliberately accentuating? That's the meaning of antisense." The monk did that so that after they were abolished and cultivated, they would run and hide when they were chased and killed by the enemy, and when they had nothing to run and nothing to hide, they felt the despair approaching step by step, and this kind of fear and torture was more cruel than cutting off their hands and feet in the first place, and their hearts were already desperate. ”

"Then what if someone succeeds in hiding from the enemy and running out of the ancestral land?" Ao Xuan asked.

"This is where the master is high, what he gave is not a dead end, so if the Demon Mountain knows about it in the future, he will not say anything. Sima Shuo explained.

Xuhui and Ao Xuan were enlightened, especially Xuhui, suddenly felt that there were eyes watching him outside the window, and turned his head to see that it was the monk Xuan Sanyi who had just left the inn, he was looking at him with a smile, Xuhui was so frightened that he hurriedly hid in the house, Sima Shuo walked to the window strangely, looked out, there were people coming and going on the street, I don't know what Xuhui was frightened by.

The next day, the golden-eyed rabbit ancestral land became a pot of porridge, and the third-ranked Sanjie Gang in the underworld was served by someone, the money was looted and emptied, and all the high-level personnel were abolished, and the cultivation was lost.

Then the first-ranked Golden Pupil Gang and the second-ranked Iron Fang Gang began to snatch the territory of the Sanjie Gang, and the small gangs that were originally vassal of the Sanjie Gang launched a hunting operation in order to take refuge in the Golden Pupil Gang or the Iron Fang Gang, hunting and killing the high-level personnel of the original Sanjie Gang, as a vote, and some people who had been harmed by the Sanjie Gang also joined the hunting operation, and suddenly the personnel of the Sanjie Gang were like rats crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat them.

The entire ancestral land was in an uproar, and even Tang Shiming was alarmed, and sent troops to control the situation, and only then did the surface return to calm, although so, these were still seen by other forces and became a big talk.

Another day later, Sima Shuo and others accompanied He Wushuang to the place where they signed up again, and they were full of people standing early, and Yue Ling'er was surprised: "So many people participated in the second round of registration?"

Sima Shuo shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be, many old men and middle-aged people, most of them should be like us, they are here to watch." ”

At three o'clock in the afternoon, an old man with a golden eye and a rabbit slowly walked out of the other end of the bridge with a cane, and one of the people watching exclaimed, "Great Elder!"

Then more and more golden-eyed rabbits recognized the old man, and they were very surprised, they didn't expect that the second round of registration qualification competition would invite such a big man out, Sima Shuo glanced around, and found that those people from other forces obviously showed disdainful expressions, in their eyes, the chiefs and elders of the golden-eyed rabbits were not a big deal.

The old man coughed twice, and the crowd quieted down, "There are forty-three people who have obtained the second round of registration, the rules are very simple, as long as you can defeat seven opponents in a row, you will pass, and you can participate in the subsequent selection, is there any doubt?"

"Who is the opponent?" asked a middle-aged rhinoceros with three legs.

"It's up to the other forty-two contenders to decide who wants to get on the line. The old man said.

The old squirrel woman with gray-white hair and a long mouth sneered: "Then you golden-eyed rabbits are not very cost-effective." ”

Among the forty-three people who participated in the second round of registration, most of them are from the Golden-Eyed Bullet Rabbit family, if you are interested, you can operate in the dark, and those who are challenged and challenged are Golden-Eyed Bullet Rabbits, so that at least two or more people can enter the selection.

The old man smiled instead of being angry: "This is decided by the examiners sent by the 'Iron Tree Hall', if you are not satisfied, the old man can pass it on on your behalf." ”

The old woman snorted coldly and stopped talking, and the old man continued: "If there is no opinion, the second round of registration will officially begin." ”