"Three minutes have come, little mongrel, uncle wants to see, what are you capable of?"

That guy doesn't know if he is used to following Ying Xinchang arrogantly on weekdays, and he has become this kind of bullying person, but this is good, at least it won't make him feel guilty anymore.

The boy smiled, looked at him, and beckoned to him.

"How?"

Seeing that the boy seemed to have something to say to him, the man smiled contemptuously, took the stick in his hand, took a few steps forward, bent down, bowed his head, and leaned in front of the boy.

"Do you want to beg for mercy from your uncle? Oh, I'm not going to ......."

"Begging for mercy? You're thinking too much. ”

The young man grinned, stretched out his hand, and slowly touched the man's head, a palm less than the size of an adult, touching the man's head, looking so nondescript. However, it was such a small hand, but after a short pause, it violently exerted.

Syllable!

The man's head was subjected to a huge force, and his body fell to the ground irresistibly, and his head "boomed" and smashed on the bluelime ground.

"Ah——!h

The scream like killing a pig subconsciously came out of his mouth, the guy didn't look at it, but he knew that half of his face was definitely blurred and numb, and he couldn't feel the existence of his face in pain, and several teeth were knocked out. However, the screaming only lasted for a few seconds before it came to an abrupt end. It's not that he doesn't feel pain anymore, it's just that he has an extra foot on his head, a small but powerful foot.

Boom!

Flesh and blood splashed, a headless corpse, the ground above his shoulders, there was an extra red and white area, one foot stood where it should have been the man's head, and under his feet was a small broken pit, a hard limestone ground, which was stepped out of a big hole by him.

On the tattered trouser legs, there were red and white things everywhere, because the force of the splash was too great, and some blood was splashed on his not tall body, waist, chest, and even on his face and the corners of his mouth.

The young man stretched out his tongue unconcernedly, licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, the fishy sweet smell did not make him feel afraid, but like a dose of poison, he couldn't help but get excited.

Bah!

The blood of mortals, wicked men, tasted disgusting, and he spat out the blood-red saliva, stretched his waist, and looked at the dull faces around him with interest.

I was originally called a demon monkey, I apprenticed, learned art, it was the heavenly court that wanted to recruit me, I didn't want to be their enemy, so I accepted their olive branch, but they bullied me, insulted me, hurt me, I resisted, but I couldn't resist the embarrassment of the gods and Buddhas, and was suppressed by Narulai. I made a compromise, accepted their mission, sent Tang Sanzang all the way west, and finally received the title of Victory Buddha from Rulai. I don't mind whether or not I become a Buddha or not, and I don't mind whether or not I kill, but if you come to deceive me, insult me, the heavens bully me, humiliate me, and now even you mortals want to bully me and insult me. My heart is good, but you have compelled me to do evil.

Good! Good! Good!

I can't become a Buddha, so I will fall into a demon forever, and I Sun Wukong want to see if you can tolerate my demon in the two worlds of immortals and Buddhas.

Killing, from this moment on, when I go back, this blood, I want it to stain the lotus pond for thousands of miles, soaked in a thousand feet of heavenly river!

"You...... You, you, you...... You, you, you, you ......"

took a person's life so easily, and in such a brutal way, Ying Xinchang was stupid, he was just a little healer, he had seen dead people on weekdays, but he was either sick or injured by some sharp weapon, even if it was the worst death he had ever seen, but he kept a whole corpse. When have you ever seen the scene of being trampled on in this life, and the person who stepped on others was still a little boy who looked less than ten years old.

Eerie contrasts, eerie pictures, eerie feelings......

What's even more strange is that the little boy turned his head evilly, looked at himself with both eyes, and his expression seemed to be smiling.

A fishy smell came, and Ying Xinchang's legs shook like chaff, and at this moment, he was directly frightened and incontinent. Then he popped and fell to the ground.

"I'll ask you."

The young man slowly walked up to Ying Xinchang, who was already weak in his legs and couldn't move, looked at Ying Xinchang who was sitting on the ground condescendingly, and asked with interest.

"You, hit her with that hand?"

"I ...... I'm ...... I ......"

Ying Xinchang's lips were pale, trembling, and he looked at him in horror, but he couldn't say even a word.

"You know what?"

The young man didn't care, he squatted down slowly, and in Ying Xinchang's terrified eyes, he slowly pulled his hand, the proportion was nearly one-third, and the big hand was pulled by the young man's small hand, like a lover, he looked at it quietly. And Ying Xinchang was already weak, and he couldn't even move his fingers, so he could only watch the young man's movements.

"Back then, Heavenly Court slaughtered my monkey monkey grandson, and in order to take revenge, in the battle with Heavenly Court, I killed 1,479,625 Heavenly Soldiers, which was the first killing in my memory. Later, my second master, Tang Sanzang, had the grace to rescue me, in order to protect him, many monsters who injured him, except for some big demons related to the Heavenly Buddha, little goblins, I killed at least seventy or eighty thousand. Even the mortals I didn't even look at the beginning, I killed more than a hundred people. Of course, of course you don't understand what I'm saying, I just want to tell you that I'm a person who is more emotional and more protective. My enemy's disciple has been my master, and I have done so much for him. And this little girl, in order to save me, she did not care about her own life, for me I don't know how much she suffered. Although I don't want to involve him in my affairs, I always remember her kindness. But you tortured her, and you said, what should I do to you? ”

The young man squatted and finished this passage in a low voice that was almost talking to himself, then raised his head and looked at Ying Xinchang with interest, as if asking his opinion. But where did Ying Xinchang still say it? Although he didn't understand any heavenly court, heavenly soldiers, masters, etc., he really heard those numbers.

One million four hundred and seventy-nine thousand six hundred and twenty-five heavenly soldiers, seven or eighty thousand little goblins, more than a hundred mortals, these numbers add up, a full 15.6 million, this young man, actually killed so many lives?

What a ridiculous passage it was, under normal circumstances, he would never believe it, and even felt that the person who said it was absolutely insane, but now he doesn't know why, he actually believed it.

"Want to faint? It's a pity. ”

The young man looked at Ying Xinchang's pale face, the desperate death, and smiled, knowing that what Ying Xinchang wanted most at the moment should be fainting, fainting, one hundred, even if he was killed, there would not be too much pain. But it's a pity, since the boy wants to take revenge, how can he be comfortable?

"You know what? You are the person I hate the most in my life, you should feel proud, this is a special honor that neither the Buddha nor the Jade Emperor has. So, what kind of death shall I give you? ”

He tilted his head as if he was thinking about something, and after a moment he suddenly smiled, as if he had thought of something.

"As far as I know so far, the most difficult pain is the pain that penetrates deep into the soul, but you are very lucky, because now I have some scruples, so the only means that can be used against the soul cannot be used, but you are unlucky, because I happen to know a formation that can imprison people's souls. The sun is the natural nemesis of the spirits, and even the ghosts and immortals who have cultivated the positive fruit will be greatly affected under the sun. And ordinary spirits can't withstand it for a moment under the sun. And this formation can extend the pain of the spirit body being burned to death by the sun until ninety-nine eighty-one days. After this formation was studied, it was so cruel that even the evil ghosts under the eighteenth layer of hell had not experienced it personally. As far as I know, you're the first person to enjoy this kind of treatment. How's that, don't you feel lucky? ”

How can physical torture compare to mental torment, he said that these are not because he is bored, but because he feels fear, and the kind of pain that is terrified to the extreme, is more frightening than the physical torture.

Ying Xinchang was on the ground, held by the young man's hand, his eyes were full of fear, but after the young man finished saying this, he strangely stopped sifting chaff-like movements, and his eyes gradually became dim, and he couldn't even feel his breathing. In just half a minute, he was directly scared to death.

"Heh, you're lucky. At least the physical pain is freed. ”

The young man smiled, and he didn't care, the palm connected to Ying Xinchang was weirdly emitting a faint black mist, the black mist seemed to be guided by something, and when the young man's hand let go of Ying Xinchang, like a pug that only saw the master, obediently followed him and entered his palm.

The young man raised his head and looked at the sun that had risen in the sky, the sun shone on the person's body, there was a faint burning heat, and the black mist in his hand was constantly twisted, but he didn't know what restraint he was in, no matter how it was twisted, but it couldn't do without the young man's palm.

"You beat her here, and atone for your sins here, this clearing is spacious enough for the sun to shine on you every day."

He stood up, walked a few meters to the left, then squatted down again, stretched out a finger, and the black mist was like ink, slowly "flowing" on his fingertips, and slowly sketching a round, but strange pattern as he slid on the ground. After the whole pattern was formed, it suddenly disappeared inexplicably, as if it was just an illusion. Only the young man himself knows that this is a spirit body, which is naturally invisible to others, and Ying Xinchang's soul forms this circle array, and will suffer from the scorching sun every day until after 9981 days, when it completely disappears.

And then......

The boy stood up, turned his head, and with a strange smile on his face, slowly looked at the stunned crowd of onlookers.

"Next, it's your turn."

"Weird...... Blame...... Monsters! ”

"Run, run!"

"Killed, help, help."

"Help, run."

……

Witnessing this strange scene, two people died in the blink of an eye, and it was such a strange way of dying, where could anyone bear the pain of the soul? As if they had seen a ghost, they scattered and fled frantically.

But......

"Give you a chance, don't cherish it, now, tsk tsk......"

(End of chapter)