Ah Luo listened quietly and felt very embarrassed, people's selfishness and greed will always push people into a situation that even he can't think of directly.

"What about later?" Xun Yi also felt a little depressed, and asked again, "People in half the country were forced to have no way out because of this temple of merit, how could they still leave Guo Fengyan's reputation of benevolence and righteousness in the history books of later generations?"

The monarch did not agree, Guo Fengyan's army attacked, and the whole Yi was defeated, and the people who opposed him to build a meritorious temple were almost wiped out one by one. If the king does not agree, he will kill a family......"

The imps who followed behind probably had experienced this terrifying sight firsthand, and let out a roar from the depths of their throats.

"When he was killed, the monarch had no choice but to agree. The painter smiled as he said this, "And the rest of the subjects ...... began to chant Guo Fengyan's reputation as a regent......"

"What?" said Aluo, shocked, "why did he say good things about him when he slaughtered your subjects?"

"Because those people survived. ”

Ah Luo was still puzzled.

Xun Yi's eyes fixed on the corpse of the headless lord for a long time, and answered Ah Luo's question. Because even if they were angry and unwilling at the beginning, after they knew that they were powerless to resist, they were only left with fear. ”

"That shouldn't ...... either"

"That's because they're in real fear, XII. "When people are in a situation where they can't resist and can only be disposed of by others, as long as it is not their turn, it is the greatest mercy." ”

"Then Guo Fengyan ......" the painter was about to crush his teeth, "and also issued a decree to treat the remaining Yi citizens well, saying that they should be treated equally with the Hecang Kingdom......

"Then no one remembers what happened?" Ah Luo took two steps forward, and what the painter said was really beyond her comprehension.

"Naturally remember...... They only remember the horror of other people's lives at that time, and then they are glad that they have survived the disaster...... "The more the painter talks, the more powerless he becomes."

"Can't blame them entirely. Xun Yi's eyes were never dark, "Human nature is like this, seek advantage and avoid harm, if they are persecuted by evil, do you know what is the best solution for them?"

Changqi and Ah Luo looked at him, waiting for his answer.

"It's to stand with evil. ”

"Hahaha......" the artist burst into laughter.

Ah Luo only felt that his heart was stuffy, and it was even more uncomfortable than when he was forced by that ghost qi just now.

"Then there are the rest of your Yi citizens, chanting long live Guo Fengyan, while obediently pushing their own monarch to the guillotine. "Xun Yi Dao.

The painter stopped talking, this must be the most painful memory of her in the past 800 years.

"You painted those paintings on the wall?" Xun Yi looked up and asked the painter.

The painter nodded, "The monarch was killed, Guo Fengyan ordered the man to make this tomb, and asked them to leave with peace of mind, and asked me to paint on the wall, how the monarch surrendered to the Hecang Kingdom, and how to level the scene after the surrender." ”

"But that's not what you should be drawing. Ah Luo looked at the painter even more thin, as if an ordinary gust of wind could blow away the painter's soul.

"I didn't want to comply, so they sealed us painters in this tomb until now...... Until it becomes like this......"

Xun Yi was still the first to return to the burial chamber, and he held out his hand to the wall, and as the spell was cast, the corroded mottled mural gradually returned to its former appearance.

Ah Luo saw that he had stood on it for a long time, without saying a word, and climbed up with him.

On the painting, Ah Luo has never seen it before. The soldier in armor slashed at the innocent child with a butcher's knife, and at the soldier's feet rolled the head of a man, whose eyes were still looking at the child pleadingly......

On the guillotine, the person who used to be the most respected was trampled underfoot, and the people of the whole Yi country who were watching had a hideous smile on their faces.

"Twelve, do you know?" Xun Yi said in a deep voice, knowing that she was following, "If a person with good intentions wants to accumulate the merits of becoming an immortal, he needs to go through hardships, and he will not even be able to obtain it for several lifetimes. And a wicked person, he only needs to put down the butcher knife, which is the greatest good deed. ”

Somehow, a tear flowed uncontrollably from his eye socket.

Ah Luo stood with him for a long time, looking at the paintings and seeing numbness.

At this time, the painters, ghosts, and relatives at the coffin had already come up.

When the eldest relative heard this, he was also very disturbed, "I know that you have infinite grievances, but I can't use this side of the word to convict Guo Fengyan, and your words can't be used as evidence yet." ”

"What?" the painter recoiled in shock at his words.

"Because you are terrible ghosts who have been sealed here for 800 years, and you can't go to the heavenly realm with me to plead your case, and of course, they won't follow me to this tomb to listen to you again. ”

Changqi said helplessly and heartbroken, Ah Luo looked at him and said this with a frown, obviously Changqi also saw some things in the heavenly realm clearly.

"But there's a way, right? Xun Yi guessed what he was going to do.

"Yes. The elder Qi said, offering a magic weapon, a record book used in the heavenly realm.

Ah Luo knew that the use of this thing was usually used to record testimony when a case occurred, and in order to ensure that what he said was true, this witness usually had to stake half of his merit in addition to drawing a pledge.

This book of words is actually very unfair, but it is also because of the great cost, and the words recorded on it are also very credible.

This is a transcript of testimony, on which you can write down what you have just said, but at the cost of making sure it is valid. Changqi said.

"I can do whatever it takes!" the painter rushed to the front for the first time, and the imps chimed in.

"For a person, the most precious thing that he dares not guarantee is his life. Xun Yi looked at the eldest relatives as if he couldn't bear to say it, and directly pointed out to the painter, "You have a special identity, and the people in the heavenly realm will not listen to you well, and only if you sacrifice yourself and leave traces on it, can the eldest relatives have something to question Guo Fengyan." ”

The demons fell silent.

Ah Luo only felt that his heart was pressed by the boulder, which was actually very unfair.

If the painter is really victimized by Guo Fengyan, and if a person who does evil is punished, he will have to compensate so many innocent people.

But this is also the only way, the world is immutable, even in the heavenly realm.