The four of them, falling into the river of corpses, are no longer able to escape, and it really makes no sense to erect a tombstone.

It's just that Huijue is inevitably a little unbearable in his heart.

Among all kinds of resentment, killing is the heaviest.

The four of them are not good people, and the weight of their karma is terrifying.

In terms of cause and effect, the four of them should get this retribution.

But Wu Mu once said that military generals are not afraid of death, and civil officials are not greedy for money, then the world is peaceful!

As soldiers, they were given the mission of obeying military orders and killing the enemy and defending the country.

Although they killed a lot, they also defended their country and saved the people of Great Qin.

Save a life, win a seventh-level floating slaughter.

So how many levels are people who defend their families and defend the country and work hard? !

All living beings are suffering, there are people who have a miserable background, there are people who suffer from illness, there are people who suffer from love and hatred, and there are also people who suffer from killing karma, and there are people who cannot be detached, or even unable to wake up.

Those who are slain are miserable.

Those who kill are trapped in the sin of killing, and the karma of killing is riddled with misery.

Buddha is destined, which one is not destined?

It's just that Huijue is not a Buddha, he just begged the Buddha and monks, and wanted to save people, but he couldn't.

It is for this reason that he lamented.

This lament is because of these four people, but also because of the leader of the Ghost Rider in front of him.

In this person's heart, there is really no good thought, and the evil is deep.

"Master Jun, have you ever heard of talking on paper?"

After lamenting, Hui Jue suddenly asked such a sentence.

His words fell, and the Ghost Rider Leader sneered,

"Naturally, I've heard of it. ”

"Zhou Tianzi has no virtue, the world is seven points, Qin, Qi, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu!"

"My Great Qin is strong, domineering the Six Kingdoms, and there are countless capable generals, the most outstanding of which is Wu Anjun Baiqi!"

"On paper, it is said that Wu Anjun fought in Changping and defeated Zhao Kuo'er!"

Speaking of this, the leader of the Ghost Rider snorted coldly, and there was some mockery in his words,

"In the battle of Changping, the number of elites in Zhao Kingdom is four times that of my Great Qin, and all of them are masters of martial arts, and the most inferior ones have the power of an elephant, and they have the ability to carry a thousand pounds!

"It's ridiculous that King Zhao was ignorant, and he actually let Zhao Kuo be a general and a general. ”

"This Zhao Kuo is the son of Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao is a wise general, invincible, but unfortunately his son is a straw bag, he only knows how to talk on paper, but he doesn't understand the actual tactics, and as a result, he was strategized by Wu Anjun, and he was defeated in Changping by the weak!"

This person said, Huijue did not deny it, but just clasped his palms together, nodded and said,

"Zhao Kuokong has a strategy and is not familiar with actual combat, which is certainly a shortcoming, but it is definitely not the root cause of his fiasco. ”

"Although King Zhao is mediocre, he is not so mediocre that he threw all the elites of Zhao Guo to Zhao Kuo a yellow-haired child, in addition to Zhao Kuo's generals and commanders, there are also many veterans under his command to assist. ”

"These veterans are all following Zhao Kuo's father, Zhao Hao's hundred battle generals, among the elite of Zhao State, Sancheng is also the Zhao family's winning personal soldiers!"

"It is precisely for this reason that if other people are used as commanders, how can these Zhao family veterans and personal soldiers be convinced? ! Only by making Zhao Kuo, who is the son of Zhao Hao, the commander, can the Zhao family veterans and many personal soldiers bow down!"

"These people, who followed Zhao Hao and fought I don't know how many battles, even Wu Anjun started in vain, and they didn't dare to say that they won Zhao Hao steadily. ”

"It stands to reason that even if Zhao Kuo lacks experience in commanding troops on the battlefield, but with the assistance of these veterans, he shouldn't lose so badly, even if he can't win, it should be enough to maintain an undefeated. ”

"But why, with the assistance of such a veteran of a hundred battles, the military strength is four times better than that of Wu Anjun, and Zhao Kuo has been defeated?!"

Hui Jue's words fell, but the leader of the Ghost Rider said with a smile,

"Monk, it's a pity that you ring the bell and chant the scriptures in the temple!"

"However, do you know that I am the law of Great Qin, those who discuss state affairs in vain, those who stir up right and wrong, and those who spread rumors, will be killed!"

"Just based on what you just said, believe it or not, I can arrest you as a demagogic demon monk and torture you?!"

In the face of the threatening words of the Ghost Rider Leader, Hui Jue did not show fear, but still said,

"Zhao Kuo's defeat, one, the defeat was that he didn't listen to the advice and was stubborn and self-serving. Second, he was defeated because he didn't know how to sympathize with his subordinates!"

"When Zhao Hao was alive, he loved soldiers like sons, he cared about his soldiers as much as he cared about his own son, and it was rumored that he even sucked gold sores for his pawns to heal his wounds, and it was for this reason that these soldiers were willing to serve him to the death!

"And Zhao Kuo, although he is the son of Zhao Hao, is selfish and stingy, and never sympathizes with the soldiers! King Zhao rewarded, he used all of them to buy a farm house and buy elixirs! All of them were used on himself, so he was defeated!"

Hui Jue said this, the face of the leader of the Ghost Rider was gloomy, and there was already a flickering killing intent in the eyes of the gloomy owl.

"Monk, what do you mean by that?!"

He said coldly.

However, Huijue just shook his head, his face was as usual, and he said calmly,

"It's not interesting, it's just a feeling, and I suddenly thought of this story. ”

"Humph!"

The Ghost-Faced Rider leader snorted heavily.

His gaze turned slightly, with a chill, and he looked at the people behind him, without saying a word.

But in the end, he drew his sword and stabbed it into the stone wall of the passage, digging out a stone tablet!

The stele is four feet long and one foot wide, and the tip of the sword is only picked up, and it falls to the ground with a bang!

Immediately, he danced with a sharp sword in his hand, and the sword qi roared, leaving a line of handwriting on the stone tablet.

"The Red Owl Cavalry Zeng Gui, Zhou Teng, Li Chaoyue, and Zhang Shouxiao died here!

After carving this line of handwriting, the Ghost Rider Commander retracted his sword and sheathed it.

And Hui Jue clasped his palms together and nodded,

"Amitabha, good, good!"

After reciting the Buddha's name, Huijue did not hesitate, just walked to the stone tablet, looked down at the word Kou Xun, and then said,

"Nam no Amitaba Night...... Suo Po He!"

The scriptures of the mantra of the past are sounded, full of compassion.

The Zen sound fell, and Huijue folded his palms together towards the stone tablet again, nodding and bowing three times.

After worshipping, he turned around and looked at the bronze coffin.

The bronze coffin was washed by the corpse water, although this copper coffin itself was extraordinary and not corrupted by the corpse water, but the copper coffin was stained with corpse water, and if you didn't want to dissolve the corpse water, there was no way to carry it forward.

As soon as he thought of this, Huijue sat cross-legged in front of the bronze coffin, pinched the votive seal with his left hand, and pinched the three treasure seals with his right hand, and then opened his mouth to read,

"Hum, big, big, stud, stud!"

The sound of the Buddha fell, and a soft Buddha light rose from Huijue's body, and the Buddha light sprinkled down and fell on the bronze coffin.