The branch in the fat man's hand turned into a knife at some point.
He picked it up from the severed hand of a bandit.
However, upon closer inspection, he didn't know whether the severed hand was severed by Yin Xiu or the White Peacock, or whether it was bitten off by a zombie.
It was even said that at this moment, he was rolling in flesh and blood, covered in blood, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was a zombie or a human, or whether he was a dead person who hadn't yet laid down. Fatty couldn't tell.
First came the bandits, then the zombies.
The zombies were attracted by the bloody smell of the bandits, and were completely aroused by the fresh blood of Cheng and Xiaorou.
Yin Xiu didn't want to fight these bandits at first, just for this reason.
Even if he could kill all these bastards in a cup of tea, the strong smell of blood would be like lighting a bonfire in the wilderness, while waving to everyone around the fire and shouting: "Hey, I'm here!"
So those zombies seemed to be driving the bandits to die, or they were using them to avoid thunder.
The bandit at the end was bitten to death by zombies and fell down.
After seeing Ma Xiaoyu's magic power, the bandits who ran to the cave to seek shelter were killed one by one by Yin Xiu and Bai Peacock.
Not to mention Fatty being confused, even Yin Xiu and Bai Peacock couldn't tell whether they were killing zombies or people at some point.
But to them, both of them are actually the same, they are both inhuman beasts, so no matter what comes, the two of them don't hesitate at all, they just raise their hands to chop it down.
Gradually, the bodies outside the cave accumulated, almost covering the entrance of the cave.
The sounds of crying in the cave have turned into sobs and sighs.
Originally, they looked at Yin Xiu as a savior, but at this moment, Yin Xiu's killing was decisive, almost like cutting wheat, and it made people feel chilly.
Could it be that the opposite of the savior is the butcher?
Some people think of Buddhist stories, where half the face is a compassionate Bodhisattva, and the other half is a ferocious ghost, a terrifying devil who tests people's hearts.
Ma Xiaoyu, wearing a green-faced evil ghost mask, holds a three-color ruler in one hand and shoots spells continuously with the other hand.
She was a beauty before, but now, with her claws and claws showing, her blood-red eyes and sharp fangs, is this her true form?
Did she tear off the human skin and transform into the original Yaksha from the underworld, where she controls thunder, lightning, frost, snow and fire?
Can't tell...
Finally someone knelt down in front of Yin Xiu.
"No, don't kill."
The man kept kowtowing, "Save them, even such evil people will eventually put down their butcher's knife and become a Buddha!"
"What are you crazy about?"
The fat man was confused, but not stupid yet. He ran over to pull the man away.
However, Yin Xiu stopped him, a smile appeared on his blood-stained face, "Why?"
"Why?"
"Yes, why do I have to save them instead of destroying them together with the zombies?"
"Because killing people always creates karma! If you kill people, you will go to hell, but if you save people, even if you only save a limited number of people, your merits will be immeasurable!"
The person who begged Yin Xiu was a middle-aged man with tears and runny nose and a painful expression.
"Didn't I save you?"
Yin Xiu asked him: "Let me ask you, do you believe that good people will be rewarded?"
"Of course I believe so."
There was light in the man's eyes, "Eat fasting and chant Buddha's name, do good deeds, sow good causes and reap good results. This is inevitable, and it is also the only salvation that leads to the bliss of the West and escapes the sea of suffering!"
"Oh?"
Yin Xiu raised his hand and shot out a bloody arrow, piercing the head of the zombie or human running towards him, causing brains to splash everywhere.
Then Yin Xiu asked: "Do you think we are in heaven or on earth right now?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then realized, "It's neither heaven nor earth."
"That's right."
Yin Xiu smiled, "Isn't Jiaozhi now a hell?
When you are here, there is no need to have any illusions about rescuing others or anyone coming to rescue you. The cobwebs hanging down by the Buddha have been cut by thousands of people asking for help, and you are no longer a part of it. ”
Saying this, Yin Xiu took a knife from the fat man's hand and threw it in front of the man.
"The way to salvation lies within."
After saying that, he didn't care what the man thought and just dragged the fat man into the fight.
"If I could, I'd also like to kneel there!" the fat man screamed.
"You will have this chance!"
Yin Xiu turned Izumi Ichimonji and chopped off the round, ugly head of a bandit, and dropped it into the fat man's arms, which frightened the fat man into screaming again.
The white peacock blew, sending a blow dart into the target's eyebrow, and then glanced at the man who was still kneeling on the ground at a loss.
"Han people are hypocritical. In this world, either you kill me or I kill you. If you want to kill, you can kill me. Why are you so entangled?"
As she said this, she couldn't help but get angry again, drew out her short knife, and kicked the man down.
"Get out of here! If you want to die, just wait in line behind you. Don't block the road here."
The man was kicked to the ground, and it took him a while to get up. He glanced at the numb expressions of the people behind him, and finally grabbed the knife.
"The way to salvation lies within it!"
……
It was as if he had had a nightmare. He lay on the ground with his bald head, and even the strength to breathe was gone.
The smell of blood and corpse smell mixed together, almost threatening to drown him in his own vomit.
What happened over the past month is like another fantasy, but it has disappeared.
He was originally a forest patrol officer in Jiaozhi and had no salary. The court just entrusted him with a piece of mountain top, which he not only patrolled the forest but also managed.
Therefore, those who hunted, cut wood, and collected herbs in the mountains had to pay him a share of money.
However, they have all been reduced to having to go up the mountains to make a living, so what money can they have in their pockets?
So all the bald head can receive is damp firewood, unknown types of medicinal materials, smelly mountain rats, and other worthless things.
Therefore, being a ranger is just his side job. Compared with the income, such an identity is more important and precious.
And his main business is banditry.
Originally, this was just a small fight. A dozen or so people occupied a spot on the mountain, and occasionally blackmailed merchants, kidnapped, and robbed lone young men and young ladies. That was about it.
Until the Zombie Rebellion, his gang had expanded nearly ten times without much recruitment.
The government has long since fled, leaving only the zombies who have turned into bloodthirsty monsters, and the survivors who are more vicious than the zombies.
Because of this, Baldhead was able to become the largest bandit leader in the local area, dominating and dominating in such a dangerous place.
However, tonight, due to the attack between zombies and Yin Xiu, his dream turned into a bubble and completely burst.
At this time, he was lying on the ground. Unfortunately, he was bitten by a zombie.
Fortunately, he is not dead yet.
At this time, from the corner of his eye, he saw a few of his men getting up.
They fell in previous battles.
But now, they staggered up again, making vague noises and dripping with dark blood.
call out!
Several flying knives shot into the head of the zombie who got up, and then the flames devoured them.
"Can I still be saved?"
The bald head looked at Yin Xiu.
"I know that you Taoist monks and so on are all dedicated to leading people to do good. Your ability should be to lead people to do good.
Because your ancestors, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all do this. No matter what kind of evil person he is, you will not kill him, but hope that he will put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, right? ”
As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, he stood up slightly and grabbed Yin Xiu's trouser legs. "That's right, for you and for that immortal master, this is really a great merit."
The way the bald man looked at Ma Xiaoyu at this time had covered up his greed, leaving only piety and reverence in his eyes.
"Reforming a person and teaching a person well is more meaningful than killing others, isn't it?"
He lowered his head and continued speaking, secretly looking at Yin Xiu, then at Ma Xiaoyu and Bai Peacock, suppressing the thoughts in his heart.
"Perhaps I kill, set fire, commit adultery and plunder, not because I want to do so, nor because I am an evil ghost by nature, but because this is my karma and my practice.
Entering the Tao through martial arts, entering the Tao through killing, they are all the same, Arhat immortals are all the same! Everything in this world, no matter good or evil, the most important thing is to look back, isn't it? ? ”
"Look back?"
Yin Xiu smiled and looked down at the injuries on his head and shoulders.
"It's a good thing to turn back. Some people say that the prodigal son turns back, and some say that there is no end to the sea of suffering and it's time to turn back. These are all good things."
"Yes, yes."
The bald head showed a row of yellow teeth, and then he said nervously: "Can my injury still be cured?"
"It's okay."
Yin Xiu took a look and said, "The wound is not very deep and it was discovered very early. It can still be saved."
"Is there any hope?"
The bald man's smile became brighter and brighter.
"Yes, there is still hope."
Yin Xiu pulled out the knife, "But, it's not necessary."
Just as Yin Xiugang raised the knife, a man rushed forward and stabbed the bald head with the knife. Each stab was harder and faster than the last.
It was the middle-aged man who was begging Yin Xiu not to kill anymore.
At this time, he was no longer like the man who was chanting Buddha's name and eating fast. His body was covered in blood, and his expression was no different from those of the bandits, with the same numbness and ferocity, and seemed to contain desire.
"He fell."
Ma Xiaoyu took off the mask, and the expression on her face that had been carefully carved by fate was complicated.
“Maybe he’s enlightened?”
Yin Xiu did not put away the knife, but walked to the other side and stabbed the bandit's leg lying on the ground with the knife.
The bandit who was still pretending to be dead immediately sat up, feeling as painful as a cramped shrimp.
"Let me ask you, did you really go to Thousand Buddha Temple and kill all the monks there?" Yin Xiu asked him.
"No, no!" The bandit waved his hands repeatedly.
Yin Xiu turned the hand holding the knife, and the bandit's flesh and bones made a terrible tearing sound.
"No, then you say there is?"
"Yes!"
The bandit almost fainted, but Yin Xiu punched another talisman and told him to stay awake.
"Is it true? Don't say Buddhist verses to me here."
Yin Xiu turned her wrist slightly again, and the bandit immediately fell to the ground, with tears and snot flowing all over his face.
"Yes, yes, we killed all the people in the Thousand Buddhas Temple last night, men, women, old and young, as long as they could move, we killed them all, leaving no one alive!
Please, please let me go, that was my first time killing someone, I have never killed anyone before! People forced me to do this! ”
"Is this also your first time bullying a woman?"
The white peacock also walked up, his face cold.
The bandit hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said: "Beast nature is unbearable. I am a beast, a beast!"
"Is that someone else forcing you? But it doesn't matter. You know you are a beast, so it's not an unjust death."
The white peacock took out his knife and cut off the bandit's head.
In this way, tonight's fighting and noise finally ended, and everything returned to silence, leaving only the suppressed breathing of the survivors.
There is no joy of surviving a catastrophe, nor sadness of the death of a companion, only numbness.
The white peacock sat on the ground, finally overwhelmed by fatigue.
"Are we still going? Thousand Buddha Temple?"
She began to worry about Bai Fenghuang's safety. After all, their goal was to go to Thousand Buddha Temple.
Even if they were separated on the road, Bai Fenghuang would probably go to Thousand Buddha Temple, looking for the wizard and waiting for her to go.
However, those bandits looted the Thousand Buddhas Temple. In this case, Bai Fenghuang's life or death is unknown.
Although she didn't think that Bai Fenghuang would die at the hands of these young men, who could have imagined the sudden change?
Compared to Bai Peacock's frustration, Yin Xiu was just confused.
Everyone had sworn before that Ren Qi and Liu Banxian went to Qianfo Temple and found Monk Kong.
It was for this purpose that they blended into the crowd and planned to go to Thousand Buddhas Temple.
However, those bandits made a big fuss on the mountain again.
Even if Ren Qi could suppress his anger and not kill them, those bandits were not people who would keep their peace.
There must be a big fight on the mountain, but the bandits seemed to feel relaxed and without any hindrance.
Could it be that Ren Qi and Liu Banxian went to another place and were not in Thousand Buddha Temple?
Ma Xiaoyu took out the two paper figures from her arms and looked at them.
The burn marks were still the same as before, not getting better or increasing at all.
Ren Qi and Liu Banxian are still in a state of unknown life and death. Only by finding them can they be sure.
"We still have to go to Thousand Buddhas Temple."
Yin Xiu said firmly: "Even if that place has been looted by bandits, if we don't go there, our clues will be cut off."
Ma Xiaoyu nodded and helped the white peacock up, "Are you still going?"
"Of course I want to go."
The white peacock nodded, "I am the same as you, I have to confirm."
"That's OK."
Yin Xiu put the previous unhappiness aside and said to the fat man: "Hey, fat man, there are no horses on the mountain. I'll leave the two camels and horses for you."
The fat man nodded blankly, then came back to his senses, "You three, are you leaving?"
"Yeah."
Yin Xiu scratched his head, "Thousand Buddha Temple has been destroyed. For you, it is meaningless, but we still have to go there."
"Then, where are we going?"
The fat man seemed to be seeking Yin Xiu's guidance, but also seemed to be asking himself.
“There’s always somewhere to go.”
Yin Xiu said calmly: "You have to go on your own. Go north. The situation in southern Xinjiang is not that bad."
"Going to southern Xinjiang?"
The fat man glanced to the north and felt that there were many steep mountains and turbulent rivers.
The distance between Southern Xinjiang and Jiaozhi on the map is only a finger, but for people like them, it is as far as thousands of miles.
"It's okay."
The middle-aged man came up and patted him on the shoulder, "We can always get there. The way to salvation is in our hands."
The fat man nodded heavily, and when he looked back, Yin Xiu and the others had disappeared. (End of chapter)