As the calf stood in the windy square, the leaves slowly falling from the top of his head and fluttering in the air like countless butterflies, he realized that there was not a good person in front of him.

"Whoosh"

With a loud noise, the demon pestle flew towards the calf with the sound of breaking the wind, the calf instinctively dodged, but he was just a five-year-old child, in the process of running, the demon pestle smashed on his buttocks, his whole person flew up suddenly, and the small body drew an arc in the air and fell on a wooden table two meters away, the wooden table was instantly torn apart, and countless sawdust flew in the air.

"Tie up" was the last thing the calf heard, and he was left unconscious by the force of the impact.

When he woke up again, it was already ten moonlit nights, he found that the slightest movement in his body would be in severe pain, he looked at himself, and couldn't help but be surprised, there were two thick iron chains passing through his shoulder blades, hanging him in the air, as long as he moved slightly, the iron chains rubbed in the muscles would produce a huge pain that swept through his body, and he was now very much like a piece of pork hanging in the air.

The calf, after all, was a five-year-old child, and he wept in fright at the wounds on his body and the chains that had pierced through it, when the dervish reappeared in view, his bare head shining coldly in the bright moonlight.

"My Buddha has the virtue of a good life, and I don't kill innocents indiscriminately, and I ask you, do you know the sin?" The dervish squinted his eyes and looked at the calf with a smirk.

"I didn't... Guilty, even guilty I accidentally injured those... Those uncles and uncles, if you want to punish me for accepting it alone.... My mother was innocent, and asked the master to let her go. The calf licked his parched lips, his almost blurry vision scanning under the moonlit night, looking for his mother's shadow.

"Amitabha, since you admit your sins and have to accept punishment, as for your mother, he is not a monster, how can my Buddha embarrass him."

The calf felt a lot better when he heard this, he remembered what his father said when he was alive, and the night before, because of him, a heavy rain had fallen, which had caused more than fifty deaths, and these lives had to be paid for by him, and now he was riddled with holes, and his body was pierced by iron chains and hung in the air, and the pain of this situation was a deep torture for him, and for the first time at a young age, he had the idea of begging for death.

The five-year-old calf felt for the first time what life is worse than death, he actually has nothing to worry about except his mother, the people in this world are like he doesn't know him, like a stranger, in this case, if he can use his death to give his mother a way to live, then this death is also worth it, killing people pays for life, this can't be avoided, but it's a pity that Mu Debiao's brothers were not sanctioned.

"You are the reincarnation of an evil demon, and you will only be completely cleansed of your sins by burning you with my true fire, you know." The dervish pointed to a large urn next to him, and the firewood under the urn had been lit, and the crackling sound of burning made people look extremely frightening.

"Master, can you... Can you use it in other ways... .... Kill me, I see... It's scary to see this. The begging look on the calf's bloodstained face moved some of the neighbors who were hiding in the house and looking out.

"No, no,

Only when the evil soul disappears completely, will there be peace in this world, and there will be no misery" The ascetic showed a helpless look on his face, and he folded his hands and chanted deeply to the moon: "Amitabha"

"The hour has come, son, send him away!" After speaking, the dervish sat cross-legged on a straw mat on the ground, closed his eyes, folded his hands, and kept reciting the scriptures in his mouth.

Two very thick chains hooked the calf's shoulder blades and slowly descended, and it only took a moment for him to fall into the urn, which was already burning red and smoking, and it might not be long before he would turn into a pile of thick water, but the calf was begging for a quick end to the process, and a little less sin.

I once heard my father say that people will have a soul after death, and the soul will report to the Yin Division, I don't know if the monster has a soul after death, if there is, how good it would be, then Daddy will definitely come to the bridge to pick him up, and he will never be afraid again.

Suddenly, a familiar cry came from the direction of a nearby thatched house, and then from the thatched house rushed out a naked ** woman, this woman was disheveled, crying and running towards the calf, behind him, an old man who was also a little crazy chased out with a smile, he ran and tied his belt.

The calf was only five years old, and he couldn't see what was going on in front of him, maybe even his mother, but at this moment he could feel that the old man must have bullied her mother.

"Stop him, speed up, increase the heat, and quickly burn this demon immediately." It was the great god who spoke, and he stood next to the ascetic, looking at Hui Ting with a serious face, and then kept commanding the disciples to stop him.

The calf's body was weak and no longer had the strength to struggle, and his body had begun to feel the scorching heat coming at him, but her mother was once again struck down by the men mercilessly a hundred paces away, and was dragged back again by her screams.

"Don't hurt my mother, don't hurt my mother." The calf's mouth made a hoarse sound, which sounded less like a child, more like a middle-aged man who had suffered a lot of vicissitudes and suffering, and with his shouting, the wind rose again, and this wind was so strong that people could not open their eyes, and some of the young saplings were suddenly broken with a click.

After a loud bang, another heavy rain came as expected, this rain was more fierce than they had seen before, and it was almost impossible to open their eyes, and the reddish urn that had just burned had already been extinguished by the storm, and then it fell to the ground and rolled a few times before getting stuck in the middle of the two trees, and kept emitting faint green smoke.

The people who were about to come out to watch before hid in the house again, and the great god didn't know what to do, but the master didn't dare to retreat when he was next to him, so he had to hug a locust tree next to him tightly with both hands and shout hoarsely for help from the master.

The ascetic's face did not change, he sat on the ground with his hands folded like a clay carved wooden statue, and he did not react even if the wind and rain hit his head and made a loud noise, after a long time, he suddenly got up, shouted loudly, took off his robe and threw it into the air with a roar.

The yellow robe made a whistling sound in the air and kept spinning, and in this rotation, the rain in this area began to lighten, and finally became a light rain, but outside of this yellow robe, it was still pouring down.

"It seems that he is really a master with profound mana

Ahh

The dervish got up from the ground, and wherever he went, he took the robe that swirled on top of his head, and everywhere it was peaceful, no rain, no wind.

The calf hanging in the air took a deep look at the mage in front of him, and knew that this mage was really not a fame and reputation, but a cultivator, so he opened his pale lips again and begged him: "My father was killed by the Mu Debiao brothers, I only ask for justice... Hopefully this bad guy will be punished, but, but... .... If it really doesn't work, I hope you guys... Yes, you can let my mother go... You promised me. ”

The dervishes stood in front of the calf, he slowly raised his head and said flatly: "All living beings are suffering, all have tribulations, all of this is destined in the previous life, the little donor can't force it, everything can be followed."

"What do you mean, you bald head... What do you mean? The calf was already furious, and he felt very disgusted by the untrustworthy behavior of this ascetic who had just looked righteous and resolute, and the expression on his face had become hideous, and the storm came even more violently.

At this time, the rain is no longer falling, but surging like a reservoir with open gates, the water level rises rapidly, the house becomes like a small boat in the wind and rain, the people inside have some strength to climb onto the roof, and some old people and children have been washed away by the flood and can no longer be found.

There was a clattering sound behind the mountain, and the villagers knew that it was a sign before the mudslide appeared, and once the mudslide formed, the villages would be left with no one left, and the whole village would be gone.

The calf swaying in the air was already hideous, his hair was all raised by the wind, and he looked at his mother and his mother screaming loudly, this cry was like a ghost crying wolf, which was very poignant and terrifying.

In the midst of the storm, young and strong people began to swim to the ascetic in the water, and now only his side was without water, and it seemed extremely safe, but then his side was already crowded with dense people, and they all swayed with the wind incessantly, and they were in the storm.

"Master, if you don't make any more moves, I'm afraid we'll all be buried here." It was Muramasa who spoke, and he said this loudly into the master's ear, "You see, the mountain behind it has begun to collapse, and after a while, it will form a mudslide, and then we will all be buried here." ”

The ascetic glanced at the surrounding illusion, frowned, he also knew that the predicament in front of him could cause hundreds of catastrophes, but he had no more ways to deal with the predicament in front of him, he looked at the calf who was close to madness, knowing that he was already demonized, and then looked at Hui Ting who was splashing in the rain, but was very surprised that her vitality was so vigorous, not only did she not drown in the heavy rain, but woke up again, she dragged her tired body, and staggered up from the water, but then fell down again, Then she got up again, and staggered back and forth in the direction of the calf.

"There is a cause and there must be an effect, at this time we can only eradicate this evil cause first, then it is possible to control this evil effect, I Buddha is merciful, for the sake of hundreds of people, I will not go to hell who is like hell." The dervish clasped his hands together and suddenly opened his eyes, and the demon slaying pestle in his hand flew out in an instant after a flash of light.

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