In the open space in the village, under the light of a bonfire, I saw Du Ruoga, her two and a half children, her daughter Mo Dan who was like a flower in the mountains, Du Ruoga's honest husband who didn't like words, and Wu Gang, a guide who liked "Brother Han Zhu", they were all tied up with thick ropes, kneeling on the ground, and watched by some men in white clothes.

I also saw Gen Zenzo.

I arrived just in time for the unattractive old mage in his black robe, who was loudly proclaiming something in front of the villagers of Keyan. This time, he was not alone, and there were several monks who were slightly younger than him, also wearing black robes. For so long in Burma, I have seen monks wearing red robes, some yellow, but black, only in the mountains.

Perhaps the black robe is a unique symbol of the so-called Grand sect.

However, I noticed that there were no people in military uniforms, except for the monks, the others were all Kayan people wearing national costumes.

Master Shanzang spoke for a while, and then an old woman in white came out and spoke to Du Ruoga, who was kneeling, as if she was questioning. I vaguely remember that this old woman in white seemed to have appeared that night, but she just told us a few words not to go near the Grand Stupa. She was one of the leaders of the village, and she had a long string of copper rings around her neck, which made it a little inconvenient for her to lower her head, so she squatted on the ground and talked to Du Ruoga, and Mo Dan was crying beside her, and the old woman in white reached out to touch her head, as if relieved.

When I saw this, my face darkened all of a sudden.

I thought of the scene of Wang Jiazhi and Wang Leehom playing the man who was both kneeling and being shot dead after the most beautiful queen of "Lust and Caution", this picture flashed from my mind, and it suddenly entangled my heart: Didn't Master Shanzang kill Wu Gang who came with us and Du Ruoga, who led us into the village, to vent his anger because he didn't catch us?

They have a half-dime relationship with us, he can't be so perverted, right?

Just as I was watching with a fluke mentality, several black-clothed monks had already driven people to pile up a large wooden shelf, and Venerable Shanzang had just finished announcing his decision, clapping his hands, and several sturdy-looking men drove the kneeling Wu Gang, Du Ruoga, and a few children to the wooden shelf. I was too far away to see what was going on, but I knew that the wood was all dry, greasy firewood, almost instantly.

There was a black-robed monk holding a torch and waiting quietly.

I know this guy, he is the guy who appeared in Zhai Li Miao Village the night before, holding a giant tarantula and being denounced as a traitor to Chinuka by Granny Chilihua. I saw him staring blankly at the group of people who were crying loudly on the ground, and the torches slowly moved towards the wooden frame, until these people were tied up and burned—at the stake? This is the most foolish form of religious punishment. I felt an inexplicable sense of regret and guilt in my heart, feeling that all these people kneeling on the ground were harmed by me.

Then I thought, "For what other people's sins do you want me to bear?"

The little girl Modan began to cry loudly, and her cry was so similar to Duoduo that the anger in my heart became more and more solemn. I watched as the bony little girl was dragged by a rude woman by her jet-black hair and pushed towards the pile, her fists immediately clenched tightly, and I couldn't help but stand up. However, when I thought that the miscellaneous hairy path was still waiting for me in the small hole, and the *** Shanzang Master was killed, my heart was stiff again, and I kept advising myself: Be calm, be calm, impulse is the devil!

Just as several people were about to be burned, the old woman in white suddenly stretched out her hand, stopped the actions of the clansmen, and argued with Master Shanzang.

Sure enough, if you do this ruthlessly to your own people, it is natural that someone will come forward and question this foolish decision.

That's when I was relieved.

Venerable Shanzang was a master of fighting, he didn't argue with the woman in white, he took a step back, and several black-clothed monks next to him immediately greeted him and answered the old woman in white. Perhaps this decision was too unpopular with the people, or perhaps the punished people were really pitiful, and the Kyan people who were watching from the side gathered around and participated in the debate.

For a while, except for the armed guards (who were also Kayans) who were in charge of guarding the surrounding area, everyone else was caught in the argument between the two factions, which was very lively.

I began to move forward slowly, the purpose of this trip was to get the medium clay doll for the puppet stand-in under the miscellaneous hairy path, and if I really couldn't find it, then kill Zenzo. I don't have a bit of a psychological burden on killing Shanzang, but the way is really up for debate: my most powerful method is to play Gu. However, the spirit Gu part of the Golden Silkworm Gu can be avoided by the slightest Dao practitioner, but the medicine Gu needs to be very close, and it is best to have physical contact. So, I need to find a suitable position, approach, lay down, and be able to escape safely and quickly.

However, I didn't take a few steps before I felt something was wrong.

Not far in front of me, there were several people lurking, these people were dressed in strange clothes, the obscene short uniforms of the Burmese police, and in such an evening, if you don't look carefully, there are really some people who can't see clearly. My heart tightened, what is going on, how can such a person appear? I silently hid behind a banana tree, my brow furrowed. At this time, the quarrel in the open space had entered its last moment, and it seemed that most of the people in the Keyan tribe had full opinions about this punishment, but in order to appease the dead men, Master Shanzang must let Du Ruoga's family and Wu Gang, who was playing soy sauce next to him, burn themselves in flames as compensation for their lives.

That's the contradiction. The argument between life and death, no one retreats.

This retreat finally ended with a shrill howl, and I saw a black shadow suddenly appear on the wooden pile, the black shadow was only as big as a tanuki, and it looked strange, like a fluffy lump of flesh, and its mouth was cracked, and its dense terrifying teeth were exposed. It was the howl that came from it, like a night owl, or the sound of a cannonball in flight, for ten seconds, and when it was over, everyone fell silent.

I listened to the tingling in my back, and a cold sweat broke out all over my body.

All the people of the Keyan tribe, including the old woman in white who had jumped into the dispute at the beginning, all knelt down, threw themselves to the ground, and kept kowtowing to the spell spirit doll that suddenly appeared, reciting pious scriptures. Master Zenzo pointed to the terrifying, weird-looking spell doll and said something in a loud voice, I couldn't hear it, and I made up for it in my own mind: everything is its will, and it needs to be obeyed.

The dispute was gone, and though very reluctant, all the Kyan people seemed to be quite afraid of the spell doll, and also afraid of the spell spirit doll, and the master of the spell spirit doll, Zenzo mage, lay on the ground, cautiously watching as the three adults and three children were each tied to a pillar near the pile, and then the gunu poked the torch under the pile.

The lives of the six people were about to be taken by the fire demon at this moment.

At this time, at the entrance of the village of Cuomuk, a man in black with a white tourist hat strode over. Since this is a place of turmoil, there are naturally people guarding the entrance of Cuomuk Village, but the man did not care about the threat of the Keyan people who came up and were armed with rifles, and slowly walked to the center of the place where the ignorant burning was taking place.

The men warned loudly, but they couldn't stop the man in black from advancing, and at last they were all on fire, except for the two men who were on guard, and the other three people all pounced, ready to knock down the man with the white tourist hat.

The man flashed to the side, and he was like a ghost, and his shot was like lightning, subduing the three people at once. The two men with guns were immediately entangled by a group of black-haired bats that flew out of nowhere. These bats were extremely ferocious, spreading their black and red wings, and pounced on the two men, almost each of whom was attached to more than five black-haired bats, sucking blood hard. The terrifying little creature naturally caused panic, and the crisp sound of the rifle rang out in the night, but the man was already seven or eight meters away from them.

Everything that happens is done in the blink of an eye, in just a few seconds.

Then, the man in black came to a place ten meters in front of the campfire on the flat ground.

Where he came, a large number of gunmen in obscene police uniforms and several men in black cages appeared, walking in his footsteps, and the ambushers not far in front of me did not hide their figures, crossed the stream, and headed for the clearing. The man in black seemed to be talking to Shanzo about something, but as a foreigner who didn't understand the language, and it was so far away, I didn't hear anything, and the final result was that the two sides didn't talk, the wooden pile was lit, and the flames jumped up all of a sudden, and the spell doll at the top flew towards the man in black like electricity.

It screamed with horror, and it was terrifying.

The black-clothed man's hands were sealed, which was the sun wheel seal of authentic Theravada Buddhism, and after the seal, a pair of fleshy palms immediately confronted this artificial ghost. I know the strength of that thing, this charged blow, like a cannonball, in my thoughts, I am afraid that the man in black will suffer. However, no, the man in black didn't take a step back, his whole body was like a spring, he shrank back, and he suddenly threw the fluffy spell spirit doll into the fire.

With this throw, the balance of the pile was broken, and it collapsed with a bang, and the burning flames began to spread downwards and in all directions.

Du Ruoga, Wu Gang and others, who were tied up next to them, screamed in fright.

At this moment, the face of the man in black was facing me, and I looked intently, and my heart was shocked: how could it be him?