"It's just that you're very similar to an old man from me, really like." The Demon Emperor's eyes were misty.

Seeing that the Demon Emperor in front of him really didn't seem to have any other movements, there was no murderous aura in his eyes, only faint memories, and he had no intention of killing him, Tang Sen was puzzled for a while, could it be that this is really a good person?

"Would you be interested in hearing me tell a story?" The Demon Emperor said softly, and Tang Sen nodded involuntarily.

Anyway, he can't run away, this question is just a formality, can he still say that he won't listen?

Wutian didn't care about Tang Sen's reaction, and fell into deep memories by himself, and spoke eloquently.

"Once upon a time, there was a little monk, he was a devout Buddhist believer, he woke up early every day, and wiped every Buddha statue enshrined in the hall clean, day after day, year after year, his brothers and sisters were laughing at him, laughing at him for being so stupid, the Buddha statue was a dead thing, why did he wipe it so clean?"

"The little monk was not affected at all, he still did it on his own, not too bitter, not too tired, over time, his reputation spread all over the surrounding realms, but not in the name of piety, but in the name of stupidity, even his master sometimes thinks he is a stupid child, but this is fine, these things always have to be done."

"The days passed, the little monk also grew up, he was eighteen years old that year, and he was also a handsome monk with jade eyebrows, the same year, his master passed away, the little monk was very sad, but the more difficult is still to come, the upper is his uncle, although it is the uncle, but since he was a child, he did not deal with them in the same vein, the old monk could protect him when he was there, and now, the little monk was ordered to move out of the temple within two days."

"Yes, that's right, the little monk was expelled from the temple."

Wutian's tone was joyless and sad, and his voice was ethereal as if the sound of heaven was insignificant.

Tang Sen also heard it, it was impossible for the Demon Emperor in front of him to do meaningless things, so the meaning of this matter was hidden in this story, and he wanted to understand it clearly. 33

"The little monk is very sad, he doesn't know why, since he was a child, he has been close to the master in the temple, uniting the brothers, every time he does things, he is very active, serving tea and water, pinching his waist and beating his legs, but now he wants him to leave this place where he grew up, and the senior brother who usually seems close suddenly became vicious, and after losing his master, he lost his home again."

In the end, in desperation, he had no choice but to leave the temple with his master's relics, and hurriedly broke into the life of exile from a stable and established environment.

"The people in the temple are kind, but when he walked down the mountain, he found that this was not the case, the little monk thought that the mountain was a peaceful world, everyone was blind date, unity and mutual assistance, but what he saw was very different from what he thought."

"Have you ever seen a beast eat man?" Wutian's voice rarely carried some anger, and the head that was originally slightly raised lowered and looked at Tang Sen quietly.

"What do you mean?" Tang Sen muttered, "leading beasts to eat people", of course he knows, it is generally a metaphor for tyranny.

"Literally, I've seen it, it's really feeding people to wild beasts." Wutian's voice regained its etherealness, and went to tell his story to himself.

Tang Sen's face changed drastically, literally? Is it true that anyone fed a man of his own kind to a wild beast to eat? He couldn't believe it.

"The little monk went down the mountain, because he was too simple, he was deceived by countless bad people, and he also suffered countless crises, every time he went to maybe it was God who blessed him, maybe his master was blessing him in the dark, he was always able to save the day with the relics in his arms, he was kidnapped by human traffickers, and was smuggled by evil monks using the art of obscurity into a lamb, etc., but despite all this suffering, he still believed that the world was beautiful, and there were always a few bad people, and it was his bad luck that he met all bad people."

"That little monk is too pitiful." Townsend couldn't help but interject.

"Yes, it's so pitiful, but there is no way, the world is like this, at that time, the world was in turmoil, humanity was chaotic, countries were fighting each other, and they were in chaos, everyone was precarious, hungry, and even some people changed their children to eat."

Tang Sen was stunned, he had never seen cannibalism, but he had heard that the man-eating monster basically couldn't escape a dead word when he encountered it, and the inspiration king was even boiled fish head soup by him, he couldn't imagine that parents would return their children to others to eat, what kind of despair this was, and what a deep suffering!

Just thinking about it made Tang Sen's scalp tingle, his face pale, and his stomach was even sicker.

Seeing that Tang Sen was not used to it, Wutian smiled, this was the first time Tang Sen had seen him smile, even if he smiled, his cold face was as cold as the cold wind that had blown in the three winters.

Yes, it's like, I saw this reaction for the first time, and it was even more unbearable.

Wutian remembered himself at that time, the first time he saw people eating people, he was confused, he was angry, he rushed over and kicked the things in the pot down, but watched those hungry victims lying on the ground one by one and scrambling, like wild dogs grabbing food.

He asked aloud why they ate people, but got a desperate answer, "If we don't eat them, we won't live, and if we die, it's the same fate." ”

Everyone knows the end, but they are powerless to resist under the gears of fate, they can only passively accept the judgment of fate, or live or die, all they can do is pray to get the favor of fate, and this damn war will stop as soon as possible.

"Later, the little monk used a little spell that he only knew, along the way to kill demons, where he saw he could save a hand, in the troubled times, the demons were rampant, and the disaster of people was even more serious, the little monk almost died countless times, but soon he realized that this treats the symptoms but not the root cause, the troubled times are not stopped, the demons continue, and the most harmful people are not demons, but troubled times."

"And then?" Tang Sen asked curiously, hearing this, he already roughly knew that this story was probably the story of the Demon Emperor in front of him, but he didn't expect that today's Demon Emperor turned out to be a little Buddhist monk in the past, the world is impermanent, who can know.

"Later, the little monk decided to break the vows, even if it was to fall into hell forever, the little monk's cultivation at this time was already very strong, he broke into the three royal families in a row, forced them to open the city and surrender, if they did not obey, they were directly killed."

"Did you really kill it?" Tang Sen was stunned, killing is the first precept of Buddhism, and it cannot be violated.

Tang Sen was naturally different, he was originally a soul from the afterlife, and he did not have much reverence for these precepts.

Some people died, but not completely......