Chapter One Hundred and Six: The Demon Clan's Ideological Battle
However, the red fox who had just asked was unwilling to give up, and raised the golden pheasant in his hand: "Talk while eating, you have to say well, how about I divide this chicken in half for you?" ”
"Crunch~squeak~ really?"
The squeaky tiger demon who chewed the bones asked in surprise, but before the red fox could answer, he immediately lowered his head again: "Forget it, you should eat it yourself." I didn't stay long in the black pine forest before I was killed, what should have been said a long time ago, there is nothing new. ”
The red fox stretched out his paws and quickly nodded at the roast chicken, and after finding that the temperature had dropped, he tore off a chicken thigh and handed it over: "It's okay to say it, I want to hear it again." Hey, is this exchange for that white-clothed Arhat bloody battle against the yellow-robed king enough? ”
Sun Wukong looked at the elder with some amusement, but he was not annoyed when he saw the other party, but rubbed his shiny head a little proudly.
Looking at the chicken thigh in front of him, the red-whiskered tiger didn't take it for a long time. It's not that he's already full, but he's already deceived Red Fox many times, and now he's really a little unbearable.
In fact, in the battle to destroy the Black Pine Forest, he slipped away from the beginning of the fight, where does he know who defeated the yellow-robed king. What I said before was just made up when I was greedy.
"Little Spark, how many times have you listened to it, are you not tired of it?" Just as he was about to grit his teeth and refuse, a leopard sitting opposite him said with a slight teasing.
With a raised left paw, he threw a palm-sized piece of barbecue meat towards the tiger demon, and he asked casually: "Red beard, I heard that the monsters in the black pine forest eat people, have you ever eaten them?" ”
The red-bearded tiger's hands trembled when he heard this, and the barbecue that could be caught fell to the ground. After bouncing twice, the grease that had not cooled on it covered it with dust and ashes.
The red fox seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and threw a chicken bone over with a wave of his claws: "Brother Flower Hammer, what are you talking nonsense, how can the red beard be ......?"
"I've ~ eaten."
The red-whiskered tiger squeezed the numbers out of his teeth with a trembling voice, and leaned over to pick up the muddy roasted meat.
Although the voice was soft, it was like a cold wind blowing, and the demons who were talking lively were silent for a moment, and even the blazing bonfire seemed to dim a little.
Although he couldn't see the expression under the cover of the hair, the leopard's tone was cold and abnormal: "Is it delicious?" ”
Lowering his head and sending the muddy and sandy barbecue to his mouth, the red-bearded tiger slowly shook his head: "It's not delicious." ”
The leopard could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, grabbed a stone the size of a skull and threw it violently: "Then you still fucking eat!" ”
The stone fell heavily on the tiger's head with the sound of the whistling wind, and the red-bearded tiger's body was smashed to the ground and almost fell to the ground.
The dripping blood flowed out along the pattern of the word Wang, and after a while, the hair on his face was wet. But the red-bearded tiger didn't realize it, and after swallowing the barbecue in his mouth, he said hoarsely: "I don't want to, but the monsters in the entire black pine forest eat people." If you don't eat it, how can you live to this day? ”
When the red fox saw him like this, he felt distressed and guilty in his heart. Holding back the swirling tears, I tried several times in a row, and after barely condensing some spiritual light at my fingertips, I carefully went towards the wound point.
"Flower Hammer!"
Stopping the surging blood, the red fox glared angrily at the leopard, its white fangs shining in the firelight: "I know that you have hatred in your heart because the human who adopted you was killed by evil demons. But it doesn't matter about the red beard, what are you angry with him! ”
Just now, he threw the stone out in a hurry, but now he calmed down a little, looking at the hideous wound on the forehead of the red-bearded tiger, the leopard also regretted it a little.
But thinking of the two old men who treated him kindly, he tilted his head slightly, and hid a little unbearable in the shadows: "Hmph, there is no good thing for those who eat human flesh!" If it weren't for these scum of them, how could we be chased by the Patrol Heavenly Commanders and would not be able to escape! ”
Hearing the four words of the patrol general, the demons who were watching the excitement seemed to be reminded of the nightmare of the past, and the palpitations all looked at the void, and they no longer had the mind to eat, drink and have fun.
"Hah!"
But the red fox seemed to have heard some joke, and said disdainfully: "It seems that if you don't eat people, you won't be hunted down, you have the ability to go to the heavenly general to take revenge, what kind of hero is bullying a stupid tiger here!" ”
The leopard's body stiffened, and he said unconvinced: "Go, go!" When I have the cultivation as strong as the Seven Great Sages, I will definitely fight to heaven and avenge my dead compatriots! ”
"Huh, just you? I'm afraid I'll ...... in this life."
As the dispute between the two intensified, I don't know who was the first to help, and the demons who were friendly with the red fox and leopard in the past turned into two factions and joined the battle group one after another.
At first, he was extremely restrained, but he just argued about the two things of eating people and being forced to be helpless. But as he spoke, the topic began to slowly deviate, and the originally peaceful emotions became more and more excited.
The cool night breeze did not cool the congested brain. The red-faced demons spoke faster and faster, and several anxious ones faintly couldn't restrain their emotions and began to push each other.
Pieces of fallen leaves drifting in the wind jumped into the campfire, and the teasing flames jumped. The light shifts brightly and darkly, distorting the shadows in the clearing into strange shapes, like evil spirits trying to choose people to devour.
Looking at the scene in front of him in a daze, the smile on Sun Wukong's face gradually cooled, as if he had returned to Beiju a few days ago.
Although there is a huge difference between cultivation and status, and there are some differences in rhetoric, the views are surprisingly consistent.
One faction believes that if you want to reverse the current decline of the demon clan, you need to start with yourself. Kill all those evil clansmen, and after getting the understanding of the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism, you can go to a corner of the north and coexist peacefully with the immortal Buddha.
One faction believes that the situation of the demon clan is already dangerous, and cannibalism is self-excavation. So as long as you are willing to resist together, even if there is a loss in the previous section, it will not hurt.
There are also a handful of brainless people who even want to die and break the net. Since the two sects of Dao and Buddha plan to destroy my entire clan, then no one should think about it. simply killed all the mortals in the world and completely cut off their source of incense.
It's just that these are always a very small minority, so they don't have much to say. The mainstream is still the cowards who are called non-resistance, and the sludge faction who are in the same stream......
When Sun Wukong came back to his senses, the sound of the quarrel around the campfire had turned into a cacophony of noise. More and more youkai were pushing each other with red eyes and fangs.
And the most grumpy little demons, I don't know who made the first move, have completely scuffled together at this moment.
or tear with claws, or bite with teeth, or grab stones with your hands...... As if facing a mortal enemy, they desperately greeted each other, completely forgetting the friendship that had supported each other in the past.
Sun Wukong slowly closed his eyes, and his lips twitched a few times, as if he was asking Yu Gan, and he seemed to be asking himself.
"Which of them is right?"