Chapter 11 Ghosts Ask
Sun Wumao saw that the man in the prime of life picked up the long axe and went straight to the door, he didn't have time to dodge, so he had to raise his leg and kick it, and kicked the long axe in the man's hand out, and quickly retracted his leg, and kicked him heavily in the chest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Poof" a muffled sound, the middle-aged man couldn't parry, and flew out backwards in response, overpowering the two companions who rushed up, and the three of them "poofed" and fell to the ground in unison, falling and screaming, and the other two companions saw this situation, hurriedly stopped their steps, and shrank back in fright.
Sun Wumao raised his feet, dusted off his shoes, pointed at the villagers, and said with a smile: "Do you have any of you come to ask for an account? Come, hurry up! Settle the account I owe you together!"
The villagers have already learned the power of Sun Wumao more than once, and no one dares to make another incident at this time, even if they disagree with him in their hearts, they can only swallow their anger.
"Oh, folks! We have indeed wronged this handsome queen of our family! How can he be an accomplice of the evil ghost of the Rakshasa Girl? You look at his handsome and dashing appearance, as well as his awe-inspiring heroic appearance, you can know at a glance that this handsome descendant of our family must be the living bodhisattva sent down to the mortal world by the Buddha to help us capture the Rakshasa Girl!" a white-bearded elder walked out of the crowd and turned back to the villagers and said. He turned around again, walked towards Sun Wumao respectfully, smiled flatteringly, and explained: "The living bodhisattva who saves the suffering and saves the suffering, I really can't help it, we are mortals with the naked eye, we don't know the true God, I blame you, I hope you have a lot, don't be like us mortals who don't know how to count!"
Finally met someone who could talk, which made Sun Wumao feel a lot more comfortable, but he fixed his eyes and saw that this old man was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and after thinking about it carefully, wasn't this the old man who sold roast chicken that he met on the street yesterday? At that time, he was scolded by him because he had no money, and now it seems that he has suddenly changed again? Sun Wumao didn't like his flattering face, so he raised his head and ignored him.
The elder continued: "Living Bodhisattva, look, that Rakshasa girl, can you leave it to us now? Otherwise, if he is allowed to escape again in a while, he will inevitably come back to eat people and bury endless troubles!"
Sun Wumao sneered, looked at the elder, and replied: "I said that the old man, this Rakshasa girl is your enemy, yes, it should be handed over to you to deal with, but now, it is my Sun Wu Cat's benefactor, how can I hand over the benefactor who has the grace to save my life into your hands?
Sun Wumao thought to himself, this Rakshasa Woman is indeed a eater, but judging from the fact that it saved him from the fire regardless of life and death, there may be some hidden secrets here, or its nature may not be bad, which goes against his consistent view of the Rakshasa Woman, so he decided to protect it first, and wait to find out.
"This and this ......" The elder saw that Sun Wumao was bent on protecting the Rakshasa woman, and his face sank with a strong smile, but he quickly recovered and sneered: "Living Bodhisattva, this Rakshasa woman, it is true that she broke into the sea of fire and saved your life, but think about it, did it frame you in the first place? If it hadn't bitten you back and framed you as the Rakshasa woman, how could we have wronged a good person and tied you to the stake and almost killed you? Just rush this, you can't let it go!" Also, it has eaten more than 30 of our folks, if you return to the mountain and let it go, then it will definitely continue to harm the world, don't you become its accomplice, you say, the old man is not paying attention?"
When the elder said this, someone among the villagers suddenly touched the scene and cried:
"This devil! It ate my two sons! Woo woo woo ......."
"This devil! it ate my lady......!
"This evil ghost! It has eaten Zhang Dashan!"
"Burn it, burn it, can't let it run anymore!" the villagers shouted in unison.
Sun Wumao waved his hand, signaled the villagers to shut up, and said: "Folks, you can rest assured, I, Sun Wucat, am not a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation! This Rakshasa is now in front of you, with me, it can't run! However, it is precisely because of me that you can't catch it!"
After Sun Wumao finished speaking, he immediately turned around and asked the Rakshasa girl sharply:
"Rakshasa girl, let me ask you, why did you eat other people's sons? Why did you eat other people's wives? Why did you eat Zhang Dashan, who was kind to me and kind to all the villagers? Why did you eat people?"
"Yes, why cannibalism!" all the villagers echoed.
The Rakshasa woman slowly raised her head, glanced at the Monkey Cat, and then looked at the villagers viciously, and replied in a hoarse voice peculiar to evil ghosts:
"Why am I cannibalism? You're embarrassed to ask me why I'm cannibalism?"
"You, you!" The elder's face changed drastically, his eyes and teeth were gritted, and he pointed at the Rakshasa woman angrily, and asked: "Who are you asking, you evil obstacle? What do you mean that we are embarrassed to ask you? How can we be embarrassed? Could it be that the evil ghost that eats people is not you, but has become us?
"Aha...... "But if you have to ask me why I eat people, can I say that because of the taste and deliciousness of your human flesh?
"Poof!" the old man could not accept his answer, and was so angry that he spurted a mouthful of blood, covered his chest with one hand, and continued to point at the Rakshasa with the other, and scolded: "You, you, you...... You are a wicked obstacle that will not change your viciousness! You are still upright and bold when you eat people! You should go to the eighteen hells and endure the torture of peeling your skin and bones and boiling them in a hot soup, so that you can also experience the scorching pain of having no bones left!"
"Ahahahahaha......" The Rakshasa woman looked up to the sky and laughed, her expression was more hideous than before, her voice was louder than before, and it reverberated in the valley with a creepy heart, and its big open fangs were exposed, and she said, "How can you be so unreasonable, old man! I ask you! Why do you eat pigs? Why do you eat sheep? Why do you eat innocent human beings?"
"You, you...... You just talk nonsense! Aren't pigs and sheep born to be fed!" The more the old man listened, the more angry he became, and he beat his chest and stomped his feet.
"Ahahahahaha......ha
The elder had been so angry that the Rakshasa woman sat on the ground, holding his chest with one hand, and pointing at the Rakshasa with the other hand tremblingly: "That pig and sheep were born to be fed by people...... People, you just can't eat...... The pig and sheep were born to be fed...... People ......"
When the Rakshasa saw that the old man could not answer, she looked at the villagers again and said, "I ask you! This is the world of the pigs? This is the world of the sheep? This is the world of your people? Or is this the world of my Rakshasa woman? No! This is the world of all living beings in the world! It is not your turn to make waves here! Slaughter all living beings! Do evil! If it is really as the old man said, the pigs and sheep were born to be eaten by you, then I want to say, you people, were born to be eaten by me Rakshasa girl! If you can eat all living beings, I, the Rakshasa woman, will eat you all!
The villagers were dumbfounded, choked by the words of the Rakshasa woman, and the elderly villager was even more exhausted, just repeating the sentence repeatedly: "The pig and sheep were born to be fed by people...... People, you just can't eat ......".
Rakshasa continued:
"You people, eat all living beings in the world, and you shamelessly think that you are a good kind, but I, the Rakshasa woman, only eat people, and no other living beings are harmed, but I am regarded by you as evil ghosts, why? Rakshasa women eat people, I have become evil ghosts in the eyes of people, people eat all beings, are you not evil ghosts in the eyes of all beings? Reverse black and white, there is no distinction between right and wrong, are there still unreasonable beings like you "people" in the world? Ask yourself, who is the real evil ghost?!"
"Poof!" As soon as the Rakshasa finished speaking, the old man suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, leaned back, lay on the ground, climbed on his legs a few times, and died of exhaustion.
Sun Wucat was sandwiched between the Rakshasa Girl and the elders, and was actually moved by the Rakshasa Girl's tirade, and turned to it in awe. After all, he is a cat, not a human, and the words of the Rakshasa Woman just spoke to his heart, as if someone was finally willing to stand up for their inhuman beings, and at this time he even felt that he and the Rakshasa were in the same camp.
"Ask yourself, who is the real evil ghost?!" the Rakshasa stood there, staring at its vicious eyes, repeating the phrase over and over again.
When the villagers saw that the old man who fell to the ground was angry with the Rakshasa girl, they exploded for a while, only to hear someone in the team shouting: "Don't listen to the nonsense of that unreasonable evil ghost!
"Who dare to move?"
Sun Wumao straddled his legs, turned his back to his hands, blocked the way in front of the villagers, and shouted.