Chapter Eighty-Eight: A Tragic Past (Reissue of the November 27 Chapter)
The old Taoist priest looked at the miserable appearance of the second dog, and no longer had the pleasure of beating him at the beginning, but he was unbearable in his heart, and the five tastes were mixed, which was indescribable;
"I'll put aside your identity as a traitor to the nation-state for the time being, you can tell me what grievances you have, maybe it will help you in your current situation, but if you are obsessed, once you turn into a resentful spirit, then I have to..."
The old Taoist priest did not finish speaking, but the meaning of his words was self-evident;
"Ahh
The struggling Ergouzi roared at the portrait of the Sanqing Daozun, and roared violently, as if he found that the struggle was useless, or maybe he listened to the old Taoist's words of consolation, and the struggling movements gradually subsided;
"Grievances? I have no grievances, I deserve it whether I live or die, and those who are really wronged have died with grievances! ”
The old Taoist priest sat cross-legged opposite the second dog, looking at him kindly, with a little kindness;
"Can you tell me who is the man who died unjustly? What does it have to do with you? ”
Ergouzi turned his head with difficulty, looking at the old Taoist priest with a kind face, blood and tears flowed in the ghost's eyes, the ghost's face was miserable, and his tone trembled and whispered, as if he was caught in a memory;
"My parents, brothers and sisters, my wife and children, my family, except for me, all died unjustly, they died so miserably, they died unjustly, but they deserved to die, because they are benevolent and weak Chinese!"
The old Taoist priest listened to the resentment and obsession in Ergouzi's words, and looked at his gradually distorted grimace, and his heart was full of emotion;
"Can you tell me how they died?"
The second dog was excited again, and his body was full of resentment, flashing with a miserable green glow, and his trembling and hoarse voice was even more resentful;
"We are a famous family, in order to escape the war and leave the city, the family returned to the countryside, the parents are kind and charitable, all the way to do good deeds, along the way, almsgiving, I thought that good people have good rewards, but I didn't expect to attract misfortune, unjust and tragic death!"
The second dog lowered his head in pain, trembling violently;
"A group of bandits pretended to be beggars, and after receiving alms from their parents, they took a fancy to their gold, silver, jewelry, and money, and secretly followed them all the way, stopping our family in the middle of the road, not only looting the money, but also ...
The second dog Huo Ran raised his head, his green eyes flashing, like a devil from the abyss purgatory, staring at the old Taoist priest deadly, gritting his teeth and roaring with hatred;
"They also killed my parents and brothers, even my young children and nephews and nieces, they were all brutally murdered, and even insulted my wife, sister-in-law and sister, and I was beaten off the cliff by them, and I survived!"
The old Taoist priest looked at the two dogs with fierce faces and resentment, and whispered softly to convince them;
"You also know that it was the bandits who killed your family, but what is the difference between you and those bandits who lost their conscience?"
The second dog glared at the old Taoist priest, a crazy smile appeared on his face, and he laughed miserably and sadly;
"Hahaha... Japanese? If it weren't for Kameda Daisa, who led troops to pass by and save my life, I am afraid that I would not even have a chance to take revenge, my life was saved by the Japanese, and from then on, I would no longer be Chinese! ”
The old Taoist priest didn't expect this to happen, and he was speechless in surprise, looking at the increasingly strong resentment on the second dog, he couldn't help but open his mouth to justify;
"I am afraid that they have another purpose in saving you, you should not be blinded by hatred and become a lackey of the Japanese, when you see them killing your compatriots, don't you think of your tragic experience?"
The second dog stared at the old Taoist, the filter in the ghost's eyes flowed, the grimace was hideous and distorted, full of madness;
"I know that they saved me because they wanted to use my identity as a Chinese to help them conquer cities and pacify the people, so what, they saved my life, and I need to repay them with this, shouldn't I repay the favor?"
The old Taoist was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and he was speechless, if it wasn't for the resentment on the second dog, he really wanted to beat him again;
"Humph!"
The second dog smiled wildly, but the resentment around him did not decrease but increased, and the old Taoist priest was secretly frightened and frowned;
"Since then, I have been incognito, under the pseudonym Li Ergou, and after a long time, I finally found the nest of the gang of bandits with the help of the Japanese, and attacked their cottage, but unfortunately the building has long been empty, and only a mess remains!"
The two dogs suddenly struggled violently again, their sharp ghost claws scratching clear marks on the ground, the green light around them soared, and the strong resentment steamed up like a miserable green flame;
"When I found them again, this group of damn bandits actually turned into a big hero who saved the country and the people, and became the Tubalu that everyone admired and loved, but in the final analysis, they were still a group of bandits who pulled the banner of tiger pila!"
The old Taoist priest was quite surprised, and was shocked again, not only because of the miserable experience of the second dog, but also because of the speed of his transformation from a ghost to a resentful spirit, which accelerated a lot again with the fluctuation of emotions and the increase of resentment;
"The bandits have become heroes, and I have become traitors, isn't it natural that I want to kill them, so I took the Japanese again and again, chased them down, killed them one by one, and fed the corpses to the Japanese dogs!"
The old Taoist priest suddenly changed color, and at the same time was full of emotion, the grievances were too tortuous, as an outsider, a monk, and an outsider, he really didn't know how to persuade for a while, so he had to secretly prepare to punish the ghost;
"I took revenge, but at that time I found out that even if I avenged the family, they died after all, and they couldn't live anymore, I was still alone, and I was left with a cheap life with infamy!"
The trembling and deep voice is full of indescribable loneliness and loneliness, like a lost lamb, like a homeless prodigal son, like a walking corpse with a sad cry, venting the confusion and pain in his heart;
"Alas! When is the time for retribution! ”
The old Taoist priest looked at the two dogs and sighed gloomily, and persuaded softly with emotion;
"Hatred is a double-edged sword, when you use it to kill the enemy, it is also when you are consumed by it, it will silently obliterate everything you do before you know it, leaving endless coldness and emptiness to torment you!"
The two dogs' ghost eyes flashed with green light, staring at the old Taoist priest with kind eyebrows, and his resentment condensed into substance, eroding the golden light of demon subjugation, his whole body trembled violently, his ghost claws scratched the ground, his grimace was hideously twisted, and several ghost dao lines loomed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info