After Tao Yao asked, Fanyin didn't answer for a long time, and when she was a little impatient, Fanyin spoke.

"Amitabha." Sanskrit recited the Buddha's name for a long time, even if there was a dark iron cage as a hindrance, she could imagine the Sanskrit sound standing in the cage, that pretentious appearance, "Female donor, when is the time for retribution."

There was only one walnut left in the sleeve of the "......", and Tao Yao got up silently, planning to go back to recuperate, after all, before she came, she didn't know that this guy was so idiotic, so she was hasty and didn't prepare enough.

The next time she came back, she had to bring at least two large braised pig's trotters.

Sanskrit was anxious: "Female donor, why are you leaving?"

What do you do without walking? Do you want to stay with Sanskrit to eat soil? Look at what she said, that is, she can eat soil, and there is no soil to eat here, so it is better to go back and make the little maid cook a big meal.

Sanskrit Yin saw that Tao Yao was decided, and said again: "Female donor, sit for a while, then you can't invite the poor monk to eat, and the poor monk won't be angry."

Besides, the poor monk has been talking to himself here for many years, which is really boring, and it is rare to meet a female benefactor who understands the wonders of Buddhism, so why should he leave?"

Tao Yao shook her head, too lazy to speak again, because this thing not only has a sick braincase, but also a very sick person.

She had already ascended the first staircase.

"Don't go, don't go—" Sanskrit shouted, the anxiety in her voice almost overflowing the black iron cage, "Otherwise, the poor monk is angry? Otherwise, when the poor monk is bored, think more about how to avenge the demon clan?"

Peach paused, turned around angrily, she slammed the last walnut in her sleeve into the cage, the walnut hit the cage and bounced half an inch, and then fell to the ground, stuck into a gap in the mountain wall.

"Bastard—"

The suffering of the demon clan, if others don't take it seriously, it is not excusable, at least it is reasonable, but Sanskrit is a demon, but he carelessly treats the enmity of the demon clan as a joke, how hateful!

"Amitabha, the female benefactor is a young woman, she really shouldn't speak ill of her, otherwise he will go to the hell of Abi in the future, and he will not escape the suffering of frying."

"Huh." Tao Yao smiled, her smile was full of ice and snow chill, "Great Demon Fanyin, will I go down to Ah Bi Hell, but you, I will!"

"Huh?" Sanskrit was a little dazed, "Why do poor monks must?"

Does this guy really don't know, or is he pretending not to know?

He is a big demon who has cultivated to a high level, and his cultivation is so profound that the Tao family does not hesitate to spend nearly a thousand years to buy it, but he is reluctant to kill it when the purchase fails.

The big demon who has cultivated so much, wouldn't he know about the carnage that is going on every day here?

"Sanskrit, I'll come upstairs."

The demon in the dark iron cage did not speak again.

Perhaps, this guy doesn't understand, but he pretends not to understand.

Anyway, she just said, "Upstairs is the fox demon clan, they have never seen the sunrise and flowers bloom since they were born, and they have never tasted rain, dew, wind and frost. The only meaning of their life is to be tortured by the Tao family until they die, even if they die, they die in pieces, and they die with no dignity."

After a long time, when Tao Yao was disappointed in the big demon, Sanskrit Yin muttered in an inaudible voice: "Amitabha, the poor monk knows."

"You know a!" The surging anger poured out from the bottom of Tao Yao's heart, rushing down the surging blood to her cheeks and the top of her head. Tao Yao, who was extremely angry, could still maintain a calm voice and asked calmly, "Sanskrit, since you read the Buddhist scriptures, then tell me, what is a Buddha?"

Sanskrit did not answer directly, but said an irrelevant sentence: "The female benefactor is angry, there is a way, everything has a cause and there must be an effect, and under the way of heaven, there is also its reincarnation, and all sentencing beings are small, so it is better to go with the flow than to intervene."

"Naturally, you're a-"

Sanskrit again advised: "...... Don't let anger burn your reason, and let it swear and lose your grace."

"The elegance of the rolling mud horse—" Tao Yao finished scolding, and laughed angrily, "Fanyin, you are wrong, I am rarely angry, let alone angry to the point of losing my mind, because I am as small as me, I have no power to be angry, only the humility of accepting reality.

But Sanskrit, I'm really angry today.

Although the actions of the human cultivators were enough to make me angry, it was not enough to make me lose my mind in anger, because they deeply hated the demon clan, so they naturally wanted to torture and kill the demon.

But you're not.

You are a demon, and you know how cruel your people are suffering, but you are indifferent, and you can say that everything has a cause and an effect.

thy acause and effect—

Although I don't know much about the old things of a thousand years ago, I'm not brain-dead, is it inevitable that gods and humans will destroy the demon clan together, or is it the cruelty of gods and humans?

You say you practice Buddhism, but I say you cultivate like a fart!

What is Buddha? The Buddha didn't tell you to sit here and blame everything on Destiny! The Buddha wants you to see right from wrong, follow your heart, and do what you should do!

As a big demon, you don't know the suffering of the demon clan, and you don't know what compassion is, even if you cultivate for another 10,000 years, you will still be a fart!"

「……」

After scolding people, Tao Yao's whole body is comfortable, she doesn't wait for Sanskrit to speak, after all, it is an idiot to repent, it is an idiot's dream.

She turned around and snorted coldly as she went up, "Why don't you stay in this broken cage?"

Tao Yao hurriedly walked up the stairs, and when she was about to reach the top, the Sanskrit voice behind her was urgent: "The female benefactor stays—"

"What do you do?"

The Sanskrit voice in the dark iron cage replied sincerely, "The poor monk thinks that the female benefactor is right."

"......," she said right, of course, but the question is, are some demons changing too quickly?

Sanskrit said bitterly, "The poor monk wants to hate. Well, the Buddha loves all living beings, and demons are also sentient beings, and poor monks should pity demons, love demons, and then hate those who harm demons."

She decided, next time she came, she brought two braised pig trotters, one to gnaw on herself, and the other to throw on the ground and step on it, just not to give this thing to eat, starving him!

Tao Yao pursed her lips and continued to walk up, in the corridor on the first floor, there seemed to be footsteps, she tried to listen carefully, wanting to hear if Lu Li, who had buried the corpse, came back to look for her?

However, she hadn't heard it clearly, and she couldn't wait for Tao Yao's Sanskrit voice to ask like crazy, "Will the female benefactor come again?" The female benefactor must come again, and when she comes, she must bring a bite of food to the poor monk—"

So, it's not about love or hate that counts, it's about the bite of food.

Tao Yao didn't want to delay any longer, she carried her dress and strode forward, and even when she returned to the first floor, she could faintly hear Sanskrit Yin's hungry and thirsty voice for food.

The coldness between Tao Yao's eyebrows became more and more intense.

Immortals, people and demons in this public case, although Tao Yao doesn't care much, but he has chewed it when he has nothing to do, although the immortals are strong, but the demons are not so weak that they are wiped out in vain.

Now that she has seen Sanskrit, she has fewer doubts.

If the former big demons were such a group of mentally retarded children who didn't care about the rise and fall of the clan at all, it didn't seem strange that the demon clan was wiped out.

It's just a little pitiful for the amorous demon king, and it's not easy to face a group of people with holes in their brains all day long.

Tao Yao, who was full of reminiscences of the past of the demon clan, was about to pass by the room where the little fox demon died tragically, and suddenly paused.

It's too quiet.

The peach family is forbidden underground, it is already very quiet, but it should not be so quiet that even the sound of a needle hitting the ground can be heard clearly.

There are many doors on the left and right sides of this corridor, and behind each door is one or more fox demons, and those fox demons never dare to scream loudly, but they will lower their voices and sobs in despair.

But now, she couldn't hear anything, as if there was nothing alive underneath her.

In the midst of a hundred turns, Tao Yao heard a strong and oppressive murderous aura circulating in the air.

Someone wants to kill her!

Who will it be? Are those disciples who killed the little junior brother of the Tao family go and return, determined to find out the real culprit for the dead little junior brother and pay for their lives?

No, it's not. Those people don't have such courage, for them, she is always an immortal from Kunlun, so her cultivation is not high, and she should be able to kill them in seconds.

If not them, who would it be?

Tao Yao, whose face was awe-inspiring and his hands and feet were cold and numb, looked at the trembling lights of Yongdao. The road stretches as far as the eye can see, and there is nothing.

Is there really nothing?

No, her instinct told her that two more steps forward would be one step of hell.

As if to confirm her suspicions, something gradually emerged, and in a few moments, she saw countless sharp silver needles breaking through the ground in the cracks in the stone walls at her feet.

The silver needle is extremely thin, as thin as a filament, and the silver needle is extremely long, far more than three inches.

Pitfall?

Tao Yao wanted to retreat, but she didn't move.

The person who came quietly laid such a big trap, intending to kill her with one blow. That being the case, his trap should not stop there. Thinking of this, Tao Yao turned half-sideways, squinted behind her, and sure enough, as she expected, countless silver filaments were buried between the walls behind her.

If she dared to retreat, the silver thread could cut her into dozens, if not hundreds, strips of flesh in an instant.

What a vicious person!

Since she stepped into the peach family, who has she had such a deep hatred with?

Thinking of this, Tao Yao slowly hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled shallowly at the empty Yongdao: "In the dead of night, the head of the Tao family is not resting in the room, why can he come to play in the forbidden place?"

After a while, a figure appeared on the other side of the road, and walked slowly towards her, and only stopped when he came to the trap full of silver needles.

Tao Yao smiled sweetly at the visitor: "Tao family master, what a coincidence."

Seeing Tao Yao smiling at him, the head of the Tao family also gave her a kind smile back: "Mrs. Tao is dying, and Tao Xianzun is not keeping vigil in front of the spirit, but she is really interested in coming to the forbidden place alone."

Alone?

This guy has only been here for a short time.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that she came with Lu Li. He didn't know that she came with Lu Li, so he must not know that Lu Li would come back to pick her up.

Tao Yao has a preliminary judgment of the situation in between, as long as she is calm enough and has enough time to deal with the Tao family master, then she can wait for Lu Li to rescue her.

"The master of the peach family doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, isn't he here to find the deity?"

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