Wei State, that small mountain village that has not been marked on the map of the Lingwu world.

The little monk finally pushed open the door and walked out.

The faces of the young people standing at the door changed drastically.

"What are you going to do, go back to me!" one of the big men shouted angrily at the little monk.

The rest of the young people also pressed towards the little monk at this time, one of them was tall and big, although the little monk was not particularly short and shrunk, but standing in front of them, he seemed a little weak.

Dressed in a white robe, because it has not been cleaned for too long and has not been active for a long time, a layer of dust has accumulated on it.

"I want to see Meizi. The little monk said.

The young men were armed with shovels and hoes, while others were sharp with pitchforks.

"Give me back, or don't blame us for being ruthless. "Some of these young people were originally in the village, and some of them were brought back from outside by Suiyang.

There was a voice echoing in the little monk's mind, laughing uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, little bald donkey, do you see? This is the person you want to protect, this is the person you took care of before, but what? What did they do to you?"

The little monk frowned tightly, and his face turned pale.

He took a step forward, clasped his hands together and muttered to his lips.

"Hahaha, do you still want to suppress me with the Heart Sutra?" the voice sneered wantonly, "If you can really surpass me, why wait until now? How long has it been since this time, don't I still exist? Actually, I exist, I only survived with the help of your evil thoughts, you know better than me in your own heart, in fact, in your heart, you also want to kill these people, don't you?"

The little monk remained silent and walked forward.

"Now, if you don't kill these people, these people will be able to kill you, and the Buddha's light won't shine on you, what else can you do?" the voice continued.

The little monk smiled bitterly.

He didn't feel that this guy who appeared in his body caused him much trouble.

In fact, what has been bothering him is his own demons.

As long as you are still human, you will have demons.

Even Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, who was already at the pinnacle of martial arts in the Lingwu world, had his own demons.

The young men had already surrounded the little monk.

"Go back to me now!"

The little monk raised his head and looked at the young man standing in front of him, his eyes were indifferent, without joy or sorrow.

He said, "No." ”

"......" The young men suddenly didn't know what to say in the face of the little monk's straightforward answer.

The little monk took a few more steps forward.

Finally, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of those young people.

"I don't believe it, I still can't kill you!"

The young men rushed towards the little monk together.

As soon as he arrived, the little monk's body suddenly appeared to meet a golden light, and then a Buddha light hung above his head, bounced all the young people who rushed towards the little monk.

"Hmph, I really don't know what you think, it's easy to kill them, but I just don't want to. The voice was very dissatisfied with the little monk.

"If I kill them, what's the difference between me and you?" asked the little monk.

"Hahahaha, laugh at me, little bald donkey, let me ask you, do you think those people are good people? They are demons in the first place, they are not grateful, they only correct their mistakes, what is the point of living such people? Shouldn't you send them to hell?" the voice continued.

The little monk took a deep breath.

The next second, he suddenly came back to his senses.

He was shocked to find that just now, after listening to those words, he really began to think about right and wrong.

"When they die, they may actually go to hell, but it has nothing to do with me. The little monk said with his hands folded.

"Don't you want to be a good person, keep them, maybe they will kill others in the future, how can it have nothing to do with you?"

"......" The little monk continued to walk forward.

The young men rushed towards the little monk again.

The little monk smashed them out again.

At this moment, in the distance, a child's cry was suddenly heard.

Getting closer.

The little monk frowned.

Huzi ran towards him.

The little monk suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Huzi, what are you doing here, hurry up and get back to me!" The young man who spoke was also from this village, so he naturally knew Huzi.

"Woo, little monk, don't fight with them, go and save my sister, my sister is going to die, woo, I'm going to die......"

The little monk's pupils contracted suddenly.

"Heh, what are you surprised about?, didn't you come out because you realized that something was wrong with the girl's body?" Li Baiqi's voice echoed in the little monk's mind.

The little monk's brain was already blank at this time.

The little monk strode towards Huzi.

"Stop him for me, I can't let him go!"

"Yes, he must not be allowed to leave here alive, or else...... We're all going to die!"

Those people rushed towards the little monk again.

The little monk turned around suddenly, and between his eyebrows, a black mark lit up, the shape looked like a kind of wild beast, and the black mark flashed a black light, and those young people just rushed in front of him, and they all stopped when they were simply illuminated by the black light.

A momentary look of horror could be seen on their faces.

When the wind blew, all those people turned into powder.

Die out on the spot.

"Ahh

He raised his head suddenly, his pupils had turned red, and his expression was extremely hideous.

"Hahaha!" a string of laughter rang out in his head.

"Little bald donkey, didn't you say that you can stick to your heart?

"These people deserve to die!"

"What if you kill them?"

"As long as you are willing to kill, you can kill anyone in the world!"

The little monk's eyes were torn.

He sat down again and continued to recite the obscure Sanskrit.

The Bodhi seed in his hand is playing rapidly.

After waiting for a while, he came back to his senses, his eyes were much clearer, and his face was full of tears.

Huzi kept standing by his side, sobbing.

The little monk raised his head, looked at him, stood up, and wiped the tears from his face.

"Take me there. The little monk said.

"Hmm!" Huzi nodded vigorously, taking the lead in running at the front, in his heart, the little monk has always been omnipotent, as long as the little monk makes a move, there is nothing in the world that he can't solve.

The little monk followed.

On the way, many villagers were a little surprised.

"The little monk ran out!"

The first reaction of those villagers when they saw the little monk was not to rush over, but to flee one by one.

It seems that the current little monk is a virion.

And so it is.

Suiyang told them that the little monk had fallen into evil and had a plague that could be infected.

The little monk looked at the expressions of disgust and fear on the faces of those people, and his heart fell into a struggle again.

The original Buddha's heart seemed to be held tightly by a hand.

It can be crushed at any time.

Following Huzi, entering the house, the little monk saw Meizi lying on the bed.

Before I could get closer, I smelled a foul smell, as if something was rotting.

"Little monk, hurry up and cure my sister!" Huzi was so anxious on the side, sweating profusely and panting.

The little monk looked at the plum lying on the bed, that face was whiter than snow, probably because he had not eaten normally for a long time, his body was much thinner, his face was tightly attached to his cheekbones, his eye sockets were also deeply sunken, his breath was like a gossamer, his eyes were tightly closed, his mouth and nose had begun to rot, his lips were rotten a lot, and his white teeth were exposed and could not be closed.

The little monk subconsciously stretched out the quilt and saw that Meizi's bare arms had also turned into pieces of rotten meat, sticking together, and he could see the white bones inside, which looked shocking, and the place covered by the clothes did not know how much it was rotten.

His fists clenched, and his eyes turned red again.

"Little monk, hurry up!" Huzi rushed over, grabbed his arm, and shook desperately.

The little monk lowered his head, looked at Huzi, and said bitterly: "I can't do anything about it." ”

Now the plum has completely lost its vitality.

Even if she makes a move, she can only hang her vitality.

But what's the point?

Let her live like this and continue to stench?

What kind of flesh and bones of the living dead, even Xiao Yao can't do it!

Can the gods in the sky do?

Birth, old age, sickness and death are originally a reincarnation, even if they are immortals, I'm afraid they can't break the reincarnation, right?

Suddenly, the girl lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

She looked at the little monk, a pair of eyes, which were still a little colorful, but they had lost their previous aura.

"Little monk......" she opened her mouth and slowly spit out these three words.

The little monk walked up to her, sat down, looked at her, and smiled.

"You're going to live......" said Meizi.

The little monk nodded.

The smile on his face looked calm.

But he didn't notice that his hanging fists were clenched very tightly.

The corners of Meizi's eyes, crystal tears, slid down.

Drop by drop, like a crystal pearl.

The little monk stretched out his hand, and with his rough palm, he helped Meizi wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"You say, how nice it would be if the monk could get married......" Meizi slowly closed her eyes after saying this.

The last look is full of nostalgia.

The last trace of vitality was finally completely withdrawn from the body.

Probably the last time I saw the little monk, for Meizi, it was complete contentment.

"Amitabha ......" The little monk stood up, folded his hands, and closed his eyes.

He wanted to spend more time for Meizi, but he couldn't get rid of the resentment in his heart.

"I'm not a Buddha after all...... The little monk opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes were congested at a rapid speed, red, and full of killing qi.

He opened his legs and walked out the door.

"Know how to wipe away the girl's tears, and only then can you be merciful......"

(Today's fourth update, the last sentence, is something I have wanted to write for a long time, and finally, it is very appropriate to write this sentence.) ）