Chapter 287:

The monks always believe that everything in the world is spiritual, that there is spirit in the world, spirit in the dead soul, spirit in the years, spirit in the sun and moon, and even a stone, there is spirit.
They may not care about the views of the world, but they can not care about the judgment of their ancestors' spirits. Because it is these heroes who nurtured them, left them with heritage, and paved the way for them to practice. They are the successors on this road, taking over the orthodoxy and legacy from their ancestors, plus their achievements and weight, and handing them over to the next generation.
Someone fell down on this road and was crushed to pieces; someone ran all the way and went on until they reached the main road.
Before reuniting with Van Gogh, Xuan Chengzi always thought he would be the one who ascended the road, but now he found out that he had already fallen into from the high clouds.
What is more sad is that he has not yet found that he has fallen, so he continues to run in hell, further and further away from the road.
He could never go back to the towering sect gate that stood above the sky. He also delusionally reconstructed the Taoism of the Tianshui School in the secular world, restored every statue of the saint, let Song Enci continue to enjoy the incense of the world, and even recruited more believers for her ...
If the ancestors sent by Tianshui in the sky heard his heart and learned his will, he might be so angry that he would drop a few thunders.
After living for hundreds of years, Xuan Chengzi suddenly looked back, but found that he had become a joke. He beat the statue fiercely, with tears in his eyes, but a ridiculous arc in the corner of his mouth.
After the gorgeous shell of the sculpture shattered, from the inside was a pile of black mud and gravel mixed with garbage. In order to save costs, I don't know where the merchant found the filler.
But Xuan Chengzi felt that Song Enci's statue should be like this. Isn't she the case?
Xuan Chengzi's move attracted the group of people next door. The middle-aged woman saw the broken statue of the Virgin, and immediately yelled angrily: "Tighten his head off to sacrifice to the Virgin!"
Several strong men immediately rushed up with iron bars. But Xuan Chengzi, who had resumed cultivation, just knocked them down in a blink of an eye.
The group of bell tower weirdos standing behind the woman screamed and rushed up. Although they were disabled and ugly, they were more powerful than a few strong men.
Xuan Chengzi opened his eyes and frowned. These weirdoes seemed to have grown up in hell, and they were covered with a dark karma-like karma, and their mouths were spitting with evil air. Their toxicity may be more severe than that of cobras.
Fortunately, Xuan Chengzi is a cultivator, and he has a way to deal with these evil spirits. If he changes to an ordinary person, he may be killed if he is bitten.
When Xuan Chengzi and these half-human and half-ghost things circled, Fangallo and Song Rui had walked to the wooden bed and looked down at Lin Nianci, who was still trapped in the illusion.
"Master, why did you say that Lin Nianci hasn't come out yet? It's just the memories of the thousands of girls who were cruelly killed. Is it so difficult to get rid of?" Fangallo said with a smile.
"Your master can't get rid of that illusion, you have to wake up, so it should be difficult." Song Rui added a knife.
Xuan Chengzi, who was at ease, was stagnant, and then was bitten on his thigh, causing pain and cold sweat.
Fangallo bent down and stared at Lin Nianci's face full of pain and despair, and said slowly: "It's just getting rid of the illusion, is it really that difficult?"
"Have you ever known what I have experienced in that samsara tree? I repeated the moment when I stabbed the knife into Uncle Shi's heart again and again. I experienced the death by Song Enci over and over again At that moment, the ice and fire created by Yin and Yang two qi, the lava cast by the Nine Heavy Blood Evil Soul Array, trapped me firmly and extended the time indefinitely. "
"But I came out after all. Compared to what happened to me, what is this illusion? Why can't you break free?" Van Galo asked seriously.
Yeah, why? Xuan Chengzi was stunned when asked.
Lin Nianci, who was desperately struggling in the illusion, also turned his head, as if he could hear these words.
Van Gogh slowly gave the answer: "Because you have no faith. It sounds ridiculous. As a cultivator, you have no faith. But this is the case. You firmly believe that the road to becoming a is not a faith. It ’s just desire. "
"Your Dao Xin is not Dao Xin at all, it is a demon heart."
Hearing this, Xuan Chengzi in the stunned was nearly crushed by a strong man. He avoided it embarrassedly, and the broken Dao heart became less likely to heal. Knowing that distraction during a battle can be dangerous, he glanced at Van Gogh involuntarily and then realized deeply how well this child, who has always been neglected by him, has grown to such an excellent point.
They talk about what flowers bloom and what fruits. The younger brother cultivated the Fangalo religion into this look, but I twice raised Song Enci as the devil. The person who has failed the most has always been me! Thinking this way, Xuan Chengzi actually lost his will to fight.
Song Rui didn't dare to think about the feeling of Van Gogh who was trapped in the reincarnation tree. Who are the people who can soberly leave from there? It is a person who has been living in all the time, so can bear any suffering, experience any torture, and even feed on despair.
Song Rui buried his head, hiding his red eyes.
Fangallo took his hand and smiled softly.
What he didn't say is: Although he repeated the scene of inserting the knife into Uncle Shi's heart again and again, he also clearly saw the gentle smile in Uncle Shi's eyes through this memory that he did not dare to review meaning. Not only did he not hate him, he was proud of his determination and courage.
Immediately afterwards, Uncle Shi's eyes became Dr. Song's eyes, long, narrow, and deep, but they were also forgiving.
So at that moment, Fangallo realized, and then grasped the jade pendant hidden in the tree trunk, and returned to the world from again. This is the source of faith and power in his heart.
Seeing that Xuan Cheng was outnumbered and losing ground, Van Gogh had to attach it to Lin Nianci's ears, who always couldn't wake up, and whispered in a low voice: "Remember? You are the Holy Lady of Zezhou, and their power comes from you. You can make them omnipotent, or they can have nothing. Just take back those forces and you can escape. "
Lin Nianci lying on the wooden bed seemed to hear these words, so she raised her neck and issued a series of screams.
Immediately afterwards, all the men who attacked Xuan Chengzi crouched down, covering their ears and groaning painfully, and another light spot drilled out of their bodies and returned to Lin Nianci. These light spots are wrapped in small jade pieces, which were originally pure white, but now they have turned into dark gray that is almost black.
The jade pendant drilled out of the middle-aged woman had the largest volume and the darkest color, passing over Van Gogh's eyes and emitting pure maliciousness.
"Don't you ingest them?" Song Rui asked in a low voice.
"No, my purpose has never been to collect them, but to destroy them." Fangallo shook his head.
After recovering these jade pendants, Lin Nianci finally broke free from the hell-like illusion, pulled off the iron chain, and touched his belly, and found that it was very flat, and then took a long breath. Her entire body collapsed, her face mixed with fear and horror, but she couldn't help but chuckled. She was fortunate that everything was an illusion.
However, she didn't even know that all those things happened, but the victims were already dead.
If in the past, Xuan Chengzi will rush to see if his love is safe, but now, he just glances at her indifferently, and then walks out of the dark room with an iron rod.
Fangallo and Song Rui kept up with his pace.
Lin Nianci didn't dare to stay alone, he quickly jumped off the wooden bed and stumbled out. It is not surprising that Fangallo and Song Rui will appear here. As long as she was trapped in the illusion, she knew that this must be Van Gogh's method again. He is always willing to let her fall into various situations where life is better than death.
The adult men in the village all gathered on the side of the altar. Song Enci sucked away Yu Pei and became dying, but their house was still lit.
Xuan Chengzi kicked the door open one by one, followed the burning smell of incense to find the shrine, and smashed the statues of the saints.
He walked around, and was shocked to find that every family here had one or several sons, aged between five and ten years old, few of them were normal in appearance, and the rest were mostly ugly. Disabled freak. The daughter is useless.
No, maybe there is, because in one of the household's pigsty, Xuan Chengzi found many baby girls' bones. It turned out that they not only used baby girls as food or sacrifices, but also as pig feed.
Such a scene made Xuan Chengzi's double pupils dyed crimson again.
When he came to Beijing this time, his biggest purpose was to rebuild Tianshui Palace, restore the statue of the Virgin, and reset the incense of Song Enci. But now, he can't wait to set a fire to burn down Song Enci's believers, worship, and even the idols.
Lin Nianci stood close to the root of the wall, looking at the mad master with horror, and then touched his wrinkled face suddenly, and issued a sad scream. She had just added a lot of power and was losing it quickly, her smooth skin became old again, and the color of Dragon's Curse seemed to darken.
She is suffering a more violent bite than before she was reincarnated, but why?
Fangallo took out the intercom and said: "Minister Yan, Meng Bureau, now you can enter the incense village. The danger has not been completely lifted, but it is already within the controllable range, you must take protective measures."
When he reported the situation, the children with shark teeth were around Xuan Chengzi, biting his thighs, a pair of pairs that should be full of childlike eyes, and only the murderous intent could be seen. Growing up in such an environment, they had already determined that all people or animals except parents and villagers were their food.
Xuan Chengzi kicked them without mercy, and continued to smash the saints.
At the same time, Meng Zhongzheng was preparing to attack.
"Is the protective clothing worn well? The people in this village are very difficult to deal with. When I was in the Ministry of Security, I launched two siege operations, but each time I ended in failure. The people inside are all monsters. They are very strong, and they are not afraid of bullets. They can't be beaten to death. What's more terrible is that their teeth and nails are poisonous, they are scratched or bitten, and the mortality rate is 100%.
The soldiers and policemen in the outfit couldn't help but show the expression of imminent enemy.
"But Mr. Fan has already helped us outpost. It should be ok this time. Come on, right." Meng Zhong raised his wrist.
Everyone put a pair of watches, and then rushed in with a gun. They thought they would experience an arduous battle, but they only saw the little lying on the ground and a group of dying weirdos.
A policeman stooped down to help the little boy at his feet, but heard the stern voice of the teacher from the intercom: "Far away from those children, their teeth are poisonous."
The policeman was shocked and quickly closed his hands.
The child who was lying on the ground and seemed to be in a coma suddenly climbed up and rushed towards him, but Meng Zhong, who was rushed in time, kicked.
The child rolled out of the distance to stabilize his body. When he lifted his head, he showed a pair of bloodless eyes without emotion, and thick lips that squeezed together pulled down, revealing two rows of sharp teeth dripping continuously. This is definitely not a normal five-year-old child, but more like a beast that eats people.
Seeing this scene, everyone shed cold sweats with lingering fear.
Meng Zhong shouted sharply: "Did you hear what I said before? Everyone in this village is not worthy of sympathy! They smashed their heads with gun butts, they were stunned and tied directly with rope, whether he was an adult or a child!
Everyone only promised, and then stunned the sober one by one.
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When the police and special forces were busy, Van Gogh brought the almost numbness of Xuan Chengzi and Lin Nianci, who was constantly repulsed, to the innermost side of this small village.
"This lake is very polluted." Song Rui pointed to a small lake hidden in the mountain depression.
Xuan Chengzi and Lin Nianci looked at each other, but they saw a lake lying in front of them. The black water in the lake was thick like mud and was exuding the stench.
Fangallo walked over to the lake and looked back, and asked without looking back: "Lin Nianci, have you been bitten again?"
Lin Nianci touched his wrinkled face with a frantic expression.
Xuan Chengzi glanced at her, but was indifferent to her miserable behavior.
"If you know where this is, you will understand why you can't escape the evil karma after the double body repair." Van Galo said with a smile.
Lin Nianci turned around and asked with a tremble, "Where is this place?"
"Don't you remember?" Fangalo pointed at this hill and said slowly: "After leaving Master Zhang, you are going to make yourself a walking on earth, and the must show miracles, so you choose an infection A small plague village to start your path to becoming a god. "
Lin Nianci's lips trembled uncontrollably.
Fangallo raised an eyebrow and said, "How do you think of it? Yes, this is where you showed your miracles for the first time. You walked into this village where no one dared to come close, and touched those who were going to die. Head, let them be reborn. They kneel at your feet to thank you for your kindness, call you a saint, build a gold body for you, and worship incense. They are your first batch of believers and the most religious. Criticize believers. "
"So, you can cut off all associations with Song Enci, but only cut the original cause and effect line. Once you touch this line again, all the sins will fall back on your head."
Lin Nianci was dumbfounded and looked at the surrounding terrain again before finally digging out some familiar shadows from the complicated memories. Realizing this, her aging speed was accelerating, and her hair was black all of a sudden.
Vanguard's blow to her was not a one-off, but a hammer, a knife, slowly let her suffer the pain of life and death.
But it ’s not over yet. Van Gaalo pointed to the black water lake at his feet and asked, "Do you know why it is this color? Do you know why the villagers look strange? Why do you know that there is only one woman here? Are they all men? "
"No, I don't want to know." Lin Nianci turned and wanted to run, but his legs were bent by the iron rod suddenly thrown by Xuan Chengzi, and he knelt down.
"Listen to what you did in those days!" Xuan Chengzi said coldly.
Van Gogh held a handful of stinky black water and sighed, "I have said before that the tree of world destruction is not a sin of much, and it is far from letting you fall on the threshold of becoming a god. Before. All that is carried in this lake water is a bad karma that you can never wash away and count. "