"Give me back!"

The Buddha grasped the emptiness with one hand, and an incomparable suction burst out from his palm.

Nan Jiantian exclaimed, only to feel that his body was tight, as if he was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and under the traction of this strange force, he went straight to the other party, and the next moment his throat was stuck by the other party, and the whole person was carried by the Buddha like a chicken.

"Old monk, let go of me, I will not die with you!"

Although Nan Jiantian was caught, he had no fear, struggling and scolding endlessly. It's just that because it's hard to breathe, a small face is suffocated red.

"Heaven can still do evil, self-inflicted evil can not live, now this seat will cross your reincarnation, I hope you can change your mind in the next life, and be a good man. ”

The Buddha waved his hand and wanted to kill Nan Jiantian in his palm, but by the miserable white moonlight, he saw a young face, and he suddenly couldn't bear it, and his palm was unconsciously withdrawn.

The Buddha looked at Nan Jiantian, who was still young in front of him, and felt that there was an indescribable origin, but he didn't know where to start.

Ten years ago, I had a chance encounter with the Divine Operator, and he looked at my face and told me that in ten years there would be a great catastrophe, and it was even possible to return to cause and effect. At the time, I thought he was grandstanding and exaggerating, so I didn't care. Now it seems that the prophecy has really been fulfilled, and ten years later, isn't it the present?

'The divine operator finally said that unless the person who should be killed can the calamity be resolved, and even go further!' the Buddha thought to himself.

"Little ghost, I have no grudge against you, why do you want to harm me?"

"Because...... I want to become stronger, as long as I kill you and take away your magic weapons and exercises, I can become even stronger. Nan Jiantian did not hide his thirst for strength, his throat was still firmly stuck by the other party, and his voice was a little slurred.

"So, do you know why you want to become stronger, why do you want to pursue power?" the Buddha asked closely, and his intuition told him that he had an inexplicable relationship with the little ghost in front of him, and he was about to kill the killer before he could hold back.

Thinking of the various humiliations he had suffered before, Nan Jiantian's eyes showed a look of grief and indignation, and even his face was hideous and distorted, showing a depth that did not match his age.

"At the beginning of the world, I knew that the human heart is sinister, and if I want not to be a slave and not be oppressed and bullied, the only way is to become stronger and defeat all the people who oppress me. ”

The Buddha seemed to have expected something, and he couldn't help but sigh and say, "Everyone in the world is stupid, but I am the only one who knows! It is good to be oppressed and desire to become stronger, but you have deviated from your original intention." Although Lao Na is a Buddhist, he avoids killing, but he advocates punishing evil and promoting good. It is possible to get rid of the scum and appease the good people, but it is not right to kill innocents indiscriminately. You are still young, you should not be recklessly murderous, this will be very detrimental to your future cultivation, the old man remembers that you are good in nature, and spare your life. ”

"Thank you, Master! Nan Jiantian immediately bowed his head and thanked him, but when he heard the Buddha's righteous words, he was very respectful in his heart.

The Buddha smiled bitterly and said, "Little ghost, do you know that after this trouble, I used my vitality to make my injuries worse. Originally, there was a possibility of recuperation or recovery, but now, I am afraid that this old life will be lost. ”

"If the master is a good man, then the person who opposes you must be a heinous person. In order to repay the master's kindness of not killing, I am willing to slash this person in my lifetime and avenge the master. At this moment, Nan Jiantian's gaze was surprisingly firm.

Oh, the ambition of the little ghost is not small! The Buddha's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he immediately said tentatively: "Little ghost, do you know that the person who fought against Lao Na just now is the Demon Tuo, and his skills are unrivaled in the world, and there are few opponents in the entire human world. I think you have no power to restrain the chicken, why should you kill him to avenge me, is it not intended to deceive the old man?"

"The younger generation respects the master in the bottom of their hearts, how dare they be bullied? Although I am still very weak, as long as I work hard to cultivate, I will definitely be able to grow up quickly. I can't kill him today, I will kill him tomorrow, if I can't kill him tomorrow, I will the day after tomorrow, one day I will surpass him and fulfill the master's long-cherished wish. ”

"Okay, that's a good point!" Hearing this, the Buddha smiled with relief, and an idea brewed in his heart, and immediately asked, "Little ghost, where is your ancestral home, and why are you here?"

"The ancestral home of the younger generation is in Sunset Mountain, and I came here to ......," Nan Jiantian said truthfully.

"Stop, what are you talking about, you're from Sunset Mountain?" the Buddha trembled in his heart.

"Exactly, what the junior said is true, master, is there anything wrong?" Nan Jiantian asked.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that I remembered a past incident that made the old man ashamed in this life. Good, good!" the Buddha sighed as if he had thought of something, his face revealing an incomparably lost and unbearable expression.

"Since you grew up in Sunset Mountain, are your parents okay?" The Buddha asked tentatively.

"Thanks to the master's concern, both parents are alive and well!"

"That's great!"

"It's just ......," Nan Jiantian looked sad.

"Just what ......"

"It's just that except for my family of three, the entire village at the foot of Sunset Mountain, a full hundred and eight lives, were all slaughtered by unknown murderers. On that day, I was hunting in the mountains, and it was raining heavily, and my parents saw that I had not returned for a long time and went to the mountains to look for me, so they escaped. ”

Nan Jiantian seemed to be back to the night when dark clouds rolled and thunder shook the sky......

The blood on the ground was mixed with rain, and the blood flowed like a river, and the bones were drifting, a scene of purgatory on earth......

Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang and his wife at the entrance of the village, as well as Xiao Liangzi and Xiao Shunzi who once laughed at themselves for never becoming a qualified hunter, and so on......

Familiar faces came to his mind, lingering.

'I hope you can take good care of her on my behalf in the future and never abandon her......

'So...... I have no care, and even if I die, I can rest in peace......

He is a Buddha...... It's the ...... of the devil

I don't know how many nights, Nan Jiantian always remembered the voice of Xiao's heart in his ears.

"In my lifetime, my greatest wish is to be able to find the real culprit and avenge the one hundred and eight villagers in the village to comfort the dead!"

"Good boys should be like this! You can know these secrets of Sunset Mountain, and you must not be wrong. What a sin, what a sin!" the Buddha affirmed in his heart.

A face of self-reproach and remorse.

"What does the master mean by this?" Nan Jiantian was puzzled.

It was as if the Buddha did not hear his words, but fell into deep memories.

'It's me!' It's the old man's fault! Heaven can do evil, but self-inflicted evil can't live!Is retribution after all, or can't escape fate?' he said wildly in his heart.