"How did you feel after your nephew killed?" Huang Qianhu took Chu Qianqiu to the secret room and asked with a somewhat solemn expression.

Nothing to feel.

It's even a little cool.

The first time I killed someone in the loop, it was Wuyi, the husband of the white bamboo girl, who was killed, because he was not as good as a beast, so after killing him, he didn't feel any discomfort.

I didn't want to vomit, nor did I feel nauseous, and I still had a little inexplicable pleasure in my heart.

Later, in the cycle after cycle, the people who were killed were all enemies, so I didn't feel anything.

As the number of killings increases, there is more and more of a taste of the ordinary.

If you take a knife in your hand, you will take away a human life.

It doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with him.

It's very used to killing, and it's very easy to kill.

"Uncle knows, you don't feel anything."

"Because you see them as enemies, don't you?"

Huang Qianhu didn't wait for Chu Qianqiu to answer, and then he knew the answer.

"Yes."

"Then this booklet, nephew take a look." Huang Qianhu thought for a moment and took out a simple booklet from his bookshelf.

"The officers of the Shenwei Army are all literate, and the army often prints some pamphlets, which were arranged by Brother Chu Xian before, and this book was also written by me."

A big pamphlet written by Daddy?

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Tang Linlu looked at the big book that didn't have some yellowing, and opened it to see that it was just some too abnormal nagging.

"Soldiers, they're going home."

"From this day on, they will go home, and they will be on the bloody battlefield again."

"Before he goes home, please be kind to his neighbors, his friends, his children, his relatives, and passers-by who are not around."

"You are all the people of the Kingdom of Shenwu, people who are bathed in the compassion of the Dharma."

"It's because my son is talking quietly, so he will break my neck, just give me a beating."

"It's because no one stole anything, so we cut off our limbs and gouge out our eyes, and if we don't have the gas, we will find a chief first, and let the chief help him deal with it, at least one beating."

"It's because the dog on the side of the road barked twice, so I killed the whole family of the dog owner, and nailed our children under the wall, and it was really enough to kill the dog."

There are not many reminders like this, and there is no hot sweat in Fahua Temple.

"Uncle, what's that?"

"Before every small battle, the soldiers who return to their hometowns always have some problems."

"We'll kill people because our neighbors are too quiet, and we'll kill people because there's less salt on the food outside the restaurant."

"There are all kinds of reasons for killing, and we all had the means to adapt to an abnormal life before the war began."

"Those soldiers and officers who have returned home have committed a few tragic crimes."

"That's why I don't have that big booklet for the soldiers to read all the time."

Chu Qianqiu said very lively, for me, that kind of thing is commonplace, so I feel that Fahua Temple's reaction before killing people is too abnormal.

It's hot and quiet to the point where it's okay.

"There is no word in the Daomen: a soldier is an auspicious weapon, not a gentleman's weapon, and it is used as a necessity."

"Living in that world, being that officer of a hundred households, naturally being able to learn this compassionate Buddha, is to hurt people, to harm people, that is possible."

"But kill more, and kill carefully."

Chu Qianqiu smiled outside, feeling that his kind of person talks about killing a lot, and it seems to be very humorous to kill carefully, but I really hope that my children and nephews, the children of the previous generation, will also go down that road.

People may not be so contradictory.

"Yes, let the virtuous nephew kill again, and it is possible for the world to kill people, but without a little compassion."

"Buddhism talks about compassion, between killing and killing, thinking less, being merciful to others, and being merciful to oneself."

"Even if you are a weak beam, you are not used to killing."

"Of course, when you go to the battlefield, you just have to think too little."

"When it's time to kill, you have to kill."

"The grasp of that size, the virtuous nephew can't think about it carefully."

"Uncle, you understand." Fahua Temple said with some gratitude, I can appreciate the good intentions of my father-in-law and villain.

Recently, Tang Linlu also felt that his killing intent was getting heavier and heavier, and when he saw people's first reaction, he was thinking about how to twist off the other party's neck, or how to kill the other party with one knife.

Almost every cycle, a few people have to be killed, and the growth rate of killing intent is slower than expected.

It can't be said that in addition to cultivating the Demon Dao, there are no people with abnormal brains, and there is no one who kills people repeatedly every day like Fahua Temple.

Although I decided that these people were enemies, and there were no demons or anything like that, it was really time to be anxious and adjust my mood.

"If the virtuous nephew can think like that, the uncle will be worried." Tang Linlu nodded with some relief.

I'm sure Hokkeji did understand.

"In the last few days, I will use it to lecture in the martial arts hall after class, and I will go to Tang Linlu to recuperate for a few days."

"Juemi, this guy is good on his own side, and under the murderous side, he is a real expert."

"The virtuous nephew will stay with me for two days, so as not to leave any trouble."

Chu Qianqiu thought about it, and arranged for Tang Linlu to go to Huang Qianhu to recuperate for two days, and then come back.

"Uncle and Daddy seem to have talked a lot about hosting?"

Tang Linlu looked for past memories, but found a very strange point, he had no impression of his father-in-law, villain, and father, but his father's best friend, Master Juemi, had a thin impression.

"Because I used to be a killing god outside the army, I killed fewer people than the two of you combined, and my murderous aura was terrible."

"They are all old at this time, let them go to see me, they will be scared to tears."

Chu Qianqiu smiled and said as a matter of course:

Killing gods?

Since Abbot Kakumi is the god of killing outside the army, why did he come to be the host of Kakumi Temple?

Fahua Temple looked at the father-in-law villain without some doubts, and then stepped forward

"This guy is stupider than anyone else, and he almost got alive but was mistaken by stupidity."

"The virtuous nephew also knows that every time before the small battle, there will be a bunch of wounded soldiers, some can still be treated, and some are good for treatment."

"I'm in charge of sending people off the road, or I'm rushing to go."

No one rushed to do that kind of thing?

"The martial arts of the army are the heaviest killing, and if there are fewer killings, the cultivation speed will be slow."

"Fighting for one's life on the battlefield may not be able to kill a few, but it is good to dispose of it, like a wounded soldier who has corroded his internal organs, making us happy to struggle for half a day and die, it is like sending us down the road directly." When Tang Linlu spoke, he didn't have a special taste.

"But if there are fewer killings, it will be difficult to have problems."

"Eighteen years later, in this little battle, the wounded soldier I executed was Zhifanji, and there was no brother of his own outside."

"Although I didn't say anything, you know that I regretted it in my heart, and before I came back, I took refuge in Buddhism and went to Huang Qianhu."

"My comprehension is very good, it took me less than seven years to completely wash away the killing thoughts under me, and even the host said that I had no Buddha nature, and left the position of host to me."

It turned out that Master Juemi had not experienced that kind of experience.

No wonder he can hold the Buddhist scriptures in one hand and the ring knife in the other, killing people and looking down on life.

Fahua Temple actually knows what to say.

And the father-in-law continued:

"The virtuous nephew can kill those seven innate low-handed hands in one go, and count Feng Zhong and Tang Qilang alive, this is not a person."

"It must be something that can only be done if the strings are tightened."

"Uncle also went to investigate how that strength came about, and which Dao sect elixir he served."

"But I'm sure he's fine, and I can't tell my uncle less."

"It's necessary

I carry such a heavy burden on my shoulders."

"Go to Tang Linlu and rest for a while."

Chu Qianqiu said it so touchingly, Tang Linlu was not a little moved.

"Yes, uncle."

It's just that the last moment, the father-in-law villain suddenly showed an inexplicable smile and took out a book from outside the dark grid.

"Then my uncle showed him something good."

"When I lived in Huang Qianhu, in addition to the Buddhist scriptures, I couldn't read less."

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Fahua Temple looked at the title of the book, and there were eight small characters written below it - "Iron Bottle Plum".

Absolutely.