Chapter 33: Garuda

Looking at the rebels all over the world, there is no one who does not kill at all, the difference is only in killing more and killing less. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The so-called success of big things is not informal, and the rebel armies in various places will inevitably kill and injure people's lives, and this kind of thing cannot be avoided by anyone, especially in this era when life is as cheap as grass, killing people is as common as eating and drinking.

This is a common problem of this era, and it is also a disadvantage of this era.

If Yang Yi kills someone because of this, I'm afraid he won't be able to kill it for ten years, even if he can kill it, it is estimated that there will not be a few people left in the entire Central Plains.

At this time, the northern Turks had been eyeing the Central Plains, if it were not for Zhao Deyan's proposal that Jieli Khan carry out strict torture in the Turks, which made the Turks unstable, Jieli Khan would have unified the steppe and waved his army south to capture the Central Plains.

On the occasion of employing people in the Central Plains, Yang Yi did not dare to kill more people, lest there be no one to defend the Central Plains when the Turkic Koubian was obtained.

He couldn't ride alone against the Turkic elite soldiers.

Therefore, for the leaders of local forces, Yang Yi did not want to kill or injure more, lest the soldiers lack leaders and become scattered and helpless, and become a small group of bandits in the township.

But Zhu Can, the king of Garuda, and Yang Yi must not let go.

Since the beginning of the incident, this person has gathered a crowd to make trouble, attacking cities and villages all the way, looting places, and killing people without counting.

Murder was still secondary, but because of the increasing number of people and the gradual shortage of food, he began to order his subordinates to eat people to survive as military rations.

After he captured Nanyang, he also ate the son of the great Confucian Yan Zhitui.

Beasts still don't eat their own kind, Du Zhu Can takes pleasure in eating people, this kind of cruel person is to let him live for one more day, and it is unbearable for Yang Yi.

When Zhu Can's team was dispersed and driven to Luoyang, no less than 30,000 soldiers were killed, but Yang Yi had no mercy at all, they dared to eat people, so Yang Yi would never treat them as human beings.

It wasn't until he killed Wang Shichong and then used poison to control the big and small officials in the city that Yang Yifang left Luoyang City and continued to hunt down Zhu Can.

At this time, it has been half a month since he first drove away Zhu Can.

But it's not too late.

Zhu Can, who had just walked out of the woods and was walking rapidly on a small road, suddenly stopped.

In the middle of the path ahead, Yang Yi was looking at the sky with his hands in his hands, standing like a mountain.

Zhu Can's heart sank.

Yang Yi didn't look back, and his voice came faintly, "Garuda is said to be a kind of divine bird recorded in the Buddhist scriptures, with a violent personality and a monopoly on dragons and snakes. ”

Although he didn't turn around when he spoke, for Zhu Can and Zhu Mei, a feeling of being "watched" by a wild beast rose in his heart, and he couldn't breathe well, and his heart was very depressed.

Yang Yi's voice continued to sound, "Brother Zhu, how does it taste to eat human flesh?"

Zhu Can's face was pale, he stretched out his palm and patted Zhu Mei lightly on the shoulder, signaling her to leave quickly, and at the same time walked forward, walked towards Yang Yi, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, you don't eat human flesh, how do you know the beauty of human flesh?"

He slowly clenched his palm into a claw, and approached Yang Yi step by step, behind him Zhu Mei slowly retreated with tears in her eyes, knowing that her father wanted to entangle Yang Yi in order to create a chance for herself to escape, she turned her head suddenly, did not dare to look at her father more, lifted her breath and lightened her body, and rushed towards the forest.

As soon as Zhu Mei entered the forest, she heard Yang Yiqing's voice coming out, "Miss Zhu, let's stay, just go on the road together." ”

Immediately, Zhu Can's roar sounded, "Brother Yang, listen to me about the taste of human flesh!"

The sound of the clash of energy came violently, and the snow on the trees in the forest was shaken to the ground by the energy.

Zhu Mei ran desperately in the forest, tears rolling down her eyes.

The trees around her flew back, the sound of energetic clashing gradually became inaudible, and Zhu Mei's eyes were blurred with tears, and a yellow horse appeared in front of her.

A yellow horse standing in a tree!

Zhu Mei's heart trembled, and she fell to the ground with a foot in the tree.

The yellow horse standing in the tree neighs in the sky, and the appearance of it at this time is reminiscent of the great rooster that crows in the morning.

"Boom!"

In the midst of the huge earthquake of the big tree, the yellow horse on the tree slammed down on Zhu Mei, who fell to the ground.

Four sea bowl-sized horseshoe made of iron magically fall together like an awl.

Zhu Mei was frightened, kicked the big tree next to her with both feet, and her body slid rapidly on the snow.

In the snow, the yellow horse fell to the ground.

Seeing that after the yellow horse landed, he rushed towards him with a wild roar, and Zhu Mei suddenly felt that the whole world was a little unreal.

How ridiculous is it that a horse can go up a tree?

But now this kind of thing appears in front of me, and if you don't believe it, you have to believe it.

Besides, this strange yellow horse was rushing towards him with great vigour.

Zhu Mei struggled to cheer up, scolded, jumped up, the long whip in her hand suddenly stretched out, and suddenly twitched towards Huang Ma's eyes.

"Whew"

The sound of a long whip breaking through the air sounded.

The long whip had just arrived in front of the yellow horse, and the yellow horse, which was running rapidly, suddenly stood still like a nail, and the speed of the transition between movement and stillness was simply incredible, and it was difficult for even the top masters to do it, but now it was done by a horse.

Zhu Mei's long whip, which was so fast that she couldn't see the shadow clearly, was still a few inches away from being able to draw it to the yellow horse, but it was only a few inches away, and the long whip was already empty.

After Zhu Mei's long whip was empty, the yellow horse that had just been stationary accelerated instantly, and rushed towards Zhu Mei again like lightning.

On the forest path, Zhu Can, who was punched away by Yang Yi, spurted blood from his mouth, leaning on a tree and gasping, he looked at the bald Yang Yi, "Brother Yang, who are you, why are you chasing and killing Zhu for thousands of miles?"

Yang Yi sighed: "Cihang Jingzhai is in vain for the right way in the world, and Ning Daoqi is even more vain as a martial arts master, you lead the army to feed on people, they turn a blind eye, but they shout and kill two poor boys, and never let go." ”

He slowly walked towards Zhu Can, "I want to borrow your father and woman's head to reason with those so-called righteous people in Cihang Jingzhai." ”

Zhu Can said with a smile: "What is the right way? Succeed in the king, and the successful one is the right way." These righteous people want to lay out the world, and I am a Garuda, where will he put it in his eyes? If the time comes, if the innocent son of heaven chosen by them kills me, won't it just right to win the hearts of the people?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "You can see it clearly!"

As he spoke, his palm flickered, and the Heavenly Sword suddenly appeared in his palm, "You proclaim yourself the King of Garuda, I don't know what it has to do with Buddhism?"

Zhu Can laughed miserably and looked at Yang Yi, "Brother Yang, don't you want to know what human flesh is like?"

For Yang Yi's inquiry just now, he avoided answering.

Yang Yi smiled: "I want to hear about it!"

Zhu Can said with an intoxicated face: "If you eat a baby, you have to roast, if you eat a woman, you have to put it on a steamer, and the elderly must fry it, so that it can be delicious." ”

He sighed: "If a drunkard eats pork with sake lees, if he eats a baby like a roast piglet, the rest of the people, all kinds of tastes are difficult to describe." Of all kinds of meat in the world, human flesh should be the first. ”

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled: "Birds and beasts still don't eat their kinds, but Your Excellency cannibalizes people, compared to the disaster of Wuhu, although it is inferior, it is not inferior." ”

Zhu Can said with a smile: "In the world of life, if the dream is empty, like the morning dew, killing people is to save people, and if you can enter my belly, you will enter the spiritual mountain." ”

He muttered to himself, his face seemed to shine brightly, his face was peaceful and serene, and there was no fear anymore.

Yang Yi swung his long sword.

(To be continued.) )