The smoke and dust are billowing out, but the figure is still upright, and it looks like a god is in the dust!

Although the construction of the earthen house is simple, the masonry and tiles and those purlin beams are extremely heavy! Now under the impact of Lin Bai's innate true gang, everything is shattered in an instant, as if there is nothing.

You must know that in the old years, when Maoshan was poor, whenever it rained and snowed, there was always a house collapse, as long as the people who stayed in the house were photographed by bricks and tiles, it was definitely either death or injury. But now Lin Bai can't see the slightest injury, where have these mountain people seen such a strange scene.

In an instant, the mountain people who gathered in the courtyard of the old king's head did not hesitate, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Bai, even those friends who used to follow his ass all over the mountain, they all had their heads tightly against the ground, and they didn't dare to look up at Lin Bai for a long time, as if in their eyes, Lin Bai was the true god!

"The real devil spares his life, the real devil spares his life! We will never dare again, and we will never do these things again! ”

Looking at the crowd of people who were kneeling down, Zhang Sanmad and Chen Bai'an didn't know what to say for a while, they wanted to persuade these people to get up from the ground. But they also knew that even if they tried to persuade them, these people would definitely not have the courage to get up.

The picture in front of them was so shocking that even they who were familiar with Lin Bai's methods in the past were a little dumbfounded, not to mention these ordinary people who didn't have any understanding of Huaxia Guwu at all. In the eyes of these people, what is the difference between such a method and the gods in heaven? And they understood that if they wanted to arouse these people from the ground, they could only rely on Lin Bai alone.

But looking at this scene and thinking of the scene of drinking with these people before, they couldn't help but feel a little bitter in their hearts.

Zhang Sanmad and Chen Bai'an were bitter in their hearts, how could Lin Bai be bitter in his heart! What kind of person is kneeling on the ground in front of him, it is his relatives and friends, and it is the only thought he has left in Maoshan. But these people knelt down in front of him, and did not even dare to look at him again, how could this make him feel good.

Moreover, although these people seemed to be respectful to him at this moment, he understood that the most respectful was fear! If even your relatives and friends are afraid of yourself, what is the fun of living in this world, and what is the meaning of hard work and enterprising? !

"I have lived in Maoshan since I was a child, whether it is my croaking and crying, or my toddler, or when I grow up, I will be powerful up and down the mountain, and do those things that make you unhappy. You all saw that scene in your eyes, do you really think that the little white dragon is what they call the devil?! ”

"My master once told me that when I first arrived in Maoshan Mountain, the mountain was bitter, and I ate a hundred family meals made by you and wore a hundred family clothes made by you! You are my neighbors and my relatives, do you really think that the person who used to eat the food you cooked and wore the clothes you made can be a demon? ”

"Even if I, Lin Bai, am really the devil, can I still forget your kindness to me, and still extend my evil hand to you and take your lives?!" Looking at the group of mountain people who knelt on the ground, Lin Bai closed his eyes slightly, tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, and said slowly: "It's not you who I hate, but the people who let you do these things!" ”

There was silence in the arena, no one looked up, and no one answered!

"Since you think I'm a demon, then I'll let you see if this demon has the same blood as you, and if it has the same flesh as you!" After glancing around, Lin Bai showed a sad smile on his face, slowly bent down, reached out to pick up a piece of broken glass on the ground, and swiped it towards the palm of his hand.

How sharp the broken glass was, Lin Bai only exerted a slight effort, and along the palm of his hand, a wound like a child's mouth suddenly appeared, and along the wound, it began to drip blood to the ground.

There was silence in the field, the wind and snow stormed, only the ticking sound of blood falling to the ground, just a short moment, the blood dyed the snow under Lin Bai's feet bright red, and those who saw it were sad, and those who heard it were sad.

"Little White Dragon ......" looked at Lin Bai who was dripping blood along his palm, Lao Wang's throat was a little choked, and his eyes were full of confusion, as if he remembered some past events back then, and before the words came out, tears were choked.

"Uncle Wang, my master told me that when I first arrived in Maoshan, the first sip of porridge I drank was that your old man thought our master and apprentice were pitiful, and they boiled it up and served it up the mountain with their own hands." Lin Bai smiled miserably, looked at the teary-eyed old king, and said slowly: "Do you think I am a god, am I going to destroy the devil here?" ”

"Little White Dragon ......" The venue was full of low sobs for a while, and Lao Li Tou reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, wanting to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he was blocked back by bitter tears.

"Uncle Li, I also keep your kindness in mind. When I was naughty, chasing birds and birds over the mountains and falling off the cliff, it was your old man who went into the mountains to collect firewood and met me, and carried me back to Maoshan Mountain. I owe you my life. Lin Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in extreme pain: "Do you always think that you should have left me alone and left me on the mountain?" ”

The wind and snow are sluggish, Lin Bai's words are like a knife, wedged into the hearts of these mountain people, making them can't help but think of the past things that were sealed in the wind and snow.

"And Da Zhuang, the two of us were born in a year, I heard my master say, I have also eaten your mother's milk, and I can be regarded as half a sibling, so when I was a child, we had the best relationship with each other, and we did the most bad things together."

After slowly turning his head to look at a strong man who was kneeling on the ground, Lin Bai showed a smile on his face and said, "When you went to the mountain to congratulate me a few days ago, I touched you the most wine, because I knew that you regarded me as a brother. Do you think that the brother who grew up on the same milk as you will be the devil who destroys you? ”

Da Zhuang's face was full of pain, and the man like an iron tower was now snot and tears all over his face.

"Look at my blood, look at my flesh!" Lin Bai slowly spread out his palms, looked at the mountain people calmly, and chuckled: "I am a child who grew up in this mountain, I am a powerful little white dragon, how can I be a demon, how can I be a demon if you don't worship me, let everything go wrong for you, and want to destroy your demons?" ”

There was silence in the mountains, and the wind and snow slowly blew over the mountain people. With Lin Bai's words, a low sobbing sound began to be heard slowly in the field, which spread in the night, and then someone began to stand up quietly, looking at Lin Bai's fleshy and bloody palm, and even crying like a tearful person, constantly wiping his eyes with his hands.