Yifeng walked up to the woman who was sitting on the ground and wailed, and shoved the last of his dry food into her hands, and the two dolls looked at him with their tender but dirty faces on their backs.

Ichikaze touched their heads with his hand, didn't say anything, turned and walked away.

When Yifeng returned to the team, he saw that Master Ran's eyes were full of tears, and Yuqiuni's already cold face was even more frosty at this time, and a cold air hit out of thin air.

The fire monkey that was chasing people came back from the front, but he returned empty-handed, without success, and did not say a word when he returned.

Ben Qian and Xiu Gu had already cried and red eyes, supported each other, and endured not to look at the corpses left on the side of the road, nor to look at the woman crying for her fallen husband in front of them, and not to look at the children with tears rippling - at this time, they suddenly found that they had no place to look.

Shuli held the Green Snake Sword tightly, and the Green Snake Sword glowed weakly in his hand.

Master Ran walked up to the woman, squatted down and stretched out his hand to take the pulse of the fallen husband, and the woman burst into tears, and glanced at Master Ran with resentment, but there was no word.

Yifeng also walked over, squatted down and hugged the male doll, the male doll looked at the woman, seemed a little hesitant, but still turned his head to look at Yifeng, and called softly: "Uncle." ”

Tears fell involuntarily from Yifeng's eyes.

Xiu Gu and Ben Qian also walked over and hugged the female doll, and the female doll obediently used her little hands to help wipe away the tears on Xiu Gu and Ben Qian's faces, but found that they couldn't finish wiping it off.

On Lingyun Mountain, in Nanzong Temple, bustling, tens of thousands of pilgrims and donors come every day, burn incense and wish to go away with joy, come and go, incense is prosperous, lively and extraordinary.

When did they ever think that they were two or three hundred miles away from Nanzong Temple, there were people dying of hunger and fainting on the side of the road every day, and countless people dragged their families and mouths every day, and their eyes were confused towards Junzhou, and the next step was life or death, they couldn't detect it, they could only move forward.

They heard that people who have been to Junzhou have said that Junzhou is a place full of gold, there is always food to eat, the food discarded on the roadside is all delicacies from the mountains and seas, and even the beggars sleeping on the street have quilts to cover them and not suffer from freezing, so they walked forward without hesitation and died on the side of the road, which was also a way to die, and they had no choice.

Actually, he should have thought of it a long time ago. Yifeng hugged the male doll, looked at the indifferent faces of the refugees who were still around him and left in a hurry, and thought to himself.

Last year, they were in the dilapidated village not far from Nanzong Temple, it was already empty every day, the whole village went to beg for food, yesterday's autumn harvest was ruthlessly trampled by drought and locusts, it was originally green and yellow, there was no grain left yesterday, and this year's spring harvest suffered from drought, weeds and trees could not live, where can people still have food to eat?

Yifeng thought, Lingyun Mountain is too high, so high that you can't see the world. It turns out that the world has long become purgatory.

On a hill far from them, there was a very high cliff.

There were two middle-aged men standing on the cliff, one was dressed in a black robe, tall, with a majestic expression and bright eyes, like a military general coming down from the battlefield.

Another blue-gray robe, carrying his hands on his back, facing the strong mountain wind, was dressed in a long shirt fluttering, his facial features were weekly, and his face was cold, like an elegant bachelor who had been weathered.

The two of them looked at the official road in the distance, crowded with the crowd of fleeing and begging to move towards Junzhou, and also looked at Yifeng and the others who were standing next to the official road and paused their way.

The black-robed man said, "Xiao Ji, when will you do it?"

Xiao Ji's blue-gray robe stretched backwards in the wind, he was as chic as if he was about to jump off a cliff and fly in the air, and he said lightly: "There are two Mahayanas, I'm afraid it's hard to do it." ”

The black-robed man snorted coldly: "As for these Mahayana of Nanzong Temple, I am not afraid to rush to Nanzong Temple alone! What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Ji smoothed the fluttering sleeves, still so breezy and calm: "Then why don't you go up?"

The black-robed man suddenly did not speak.

Xiao Ji turned his head and smiled: "Didn't you use to be known as the number one god of war in the Great Martial Kingdom? Is this the only thing left to be left with this mouth?

Yu Luo also sneered: "If it weren't for the fact that the Holy Lord was afraid of attracting flies and strictly ordered him to act in secret, would I have to be so aggrieved?

"This time, taking advantage of the opportunity of those old things in Junzhou to eat dogs, I finally came out and ambushed him on the road, and the monk didn't kill him.

"I was still stabbed for you in front of the Holy Lord, and I ran out to help you. You can't do anything like this, you change your poisonous heart to a poisonous insect, and a poisonous insect is more useful than you. ”

Xiao Ji shook his head with a smile and said, "Although others call me 'poisonous heart', you know that what I am best at is not using poison. Although the Buddha Slashing Frost is powerful, it is not suitable for me. Okay, let's not talk about that, now think about what to do. ”

Yu Luo looked at the fleeing beggars who were wriggling forward like ants, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Why don't you kill them all." Just leave one. ”

Xiao Ji laughed lightly, wearing a long shirt to bring out his elegant temperament, he looked at the gloomy sky in the distance, and said, "Well, I think so too." It's the easiest thing to do," he smiled again, and turned his head to say, "but I don't agree with you, it's just that I don't want to see so many innocent people still struggling and suffering in this chaotic world." ”

Yu Luo also looked into the distance, sighed and said, "Yes, why suffer, you always have to die, why live so hard." ”

On the official road.

After taking the pulse of the fallen man, Master Ran used his spiritual power to repair his internal organs damaged by days of hunger.

After a stick of incense, the man woke up, looked at the monks and nuns around him, he looked at his wife who was so excited that he couldn't speak, and said, "Why did the monk save me?"

Everyone was stunned, but Ben Yuan said angrily: "What's wrong with the monk? It was our monk's mercy that saved you, don't be ignorant!"

The man coughed twice and sneered: "If it weren't for you monks, who forced us so hard, would we have been able to come out and flee?" I know that since last year, not a single crop has survived in the fields, not a single grain of grain has been put into the warehouse, and there has not been a single rain in the spring of this year, and the land has cracked wide.

"You monks still come to the door every day to ask for food, and if you don't give it, you will tear down your house and kill livestock, don't you don't kill? A group of demonic bastards who are worse than evil ghosts are almost trying to suck our blood dry!"

Master Zhiran frowned and asked, "Are you monks?"

The woman nodded.

Master Shuran asked, "Are you renting the land of the temple under the Nanzong Temple?"

The man said angrily, "Yes, if we hadn't listened to the rumors of those pilgrims of Nanzong Temple, saying that Nanzong Temple was going to reduce the tax so that we could survive the disaster, we would have returned the land we had rented from other temples and turned around to rent the land of Nanzong Temple."

"But I didn't expect that instead of reducing the rent, they also increased it a lot in various names! The monk who came to urge the rent said that Nanzong Temple is a big temple and has many elders, so how can they reduce the rent for nothing?"

After saying that, the man coughed incessantly, and his face was full of anger.

The woman stopped crying and continued, "Actually, we also believe in Buddhism. The Buddha said that although we are farmers, in the village, when we are old, we often help those who are poorer than our family, and we also visit the lonely and widowed elderly in the village.

"But I didn't expect that when the age was bad, we couldn't eat, so we just forgot it, starved to death, but master, look at how innocent these two children are! Is this the karma that the old monk in the temple said? But we are responsible for our duties, and we really haven't done anything wrong!"

Yifeng was very uncomfortable in his heart, karma, fateful days, is it really so ruthless? Who is calling the shots and who is dominating this ruthlessness?

The woman began to choke up again as she spoke: "Master, we, we escaped not only for fear that the children would starve to death, but also for fear that if we could not pay the taxes, the Buddha would punish us.

"When we used to go to the temple to burn incense, we heard the monks often say that there are eighteen levels of hell, and they also told us that if we don't pay rent, we will be punished and go to hell.

"We didn't go to a private school, we didn't read the scriptures, we couldn't read, and we believed whatever the masters in the temple said. They say that hell is terrible, there are swords, mountains and fires, and they fry people in oil pots, and they can't be reincarnated yet, but they have to suffer forever, so not only do we think so, but also many villagers who have escaped from the village. They are not only afraid of the monks who are desperate to urge rent, but also of the Buddha enshrined in the temple!"

Saying that, the husband and wife felt sour in their hearts, hugged their heads and cried, and the two dolls ran to their parents, and cried without a head.