Vol 2 Chapter 695: Hypocritical

"That's why you avoided the direction of'Yammo' kneeling?" The monk maintained his own metalization: "For hundreds of years, have you suppressed'Yammo' with this kind of heart?"
The old monk didn't speak, but his face said everything.
"What about you, for what reason are you giving up your duty of suppressing'Yan Mo'?" Master Sanzang turned his gaze to Yong Ye and asked in a questioning tone, making Yong Ye somewhat afraid to look at each other.
Seeing the following situation made Tang Sanzang's heart settled a lot. Originally, he thought it was a monk in Yingcang Temple who was lured by evil things and fell.
It now appears to be nothing but a master with spiritual weakness, a disciple who has transformed from orderly goodness to orderly evil.
Having seen too many companions who have changed camps, Master Sanzang has no waves of such changes.
In the words of those people, no matter black cat or white cat, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat.
"He discovered that when Song Dynasty established Wangxiang City, it was secret to build a prison for'Yan Mo'." The old monk floated a little forward: "This was originally a secret, but then the monk in the temple Most of them died of disease or aging, and I had to tell him the truth."
"The people of the Song Dynasty burned the remains of the monks from the shadows of the shadow temple to ashes and entangled them in the city wall, so that the evil spirits of'Yan Mo' could not leave and could only be confined in Wangxiang City!" Yong Ye said with a sneer: " My fellow apprentice brothers all have this ending, huh, even the residents of Wangxiangcheng are sacrifices to'Yan Mo'!"
"For such a ruthless and unrighteous country, why should I sit on the ground and suppress evil things for it?" Yong Ye was emotionally excited: "Why can't I live freely? Why should I be restricted here? Hope Why did the people in rural areas endure these hardships instead of the entire Song State?"
"Then you go!" The monk Feng Wuyi finally stumbled and found this place, eavesdropping outside for a long time.
He met several bald monks along the way, and finally seized the opportunity to kill one, and when he got closer, it turned out to be a corpse!
Feng Wuyi felt nauseous when he thought that he had just fought close to a corpse and almost kissed him.
"You actually used the corpse of the same sect brother as a puppet?" Feng Wu threw in a head with dry skin and muscles, and rolled all the way to Yong Ye's feet.
"It's better than grinding it into powder and sticking to the wall!" Yong Ye bowed to his head, and lifted the dried head from the ground: "Master, you see this is your favorite disciple, Wuying Before he died, please ask me to send his body back to his hometown for burial if he has the opportunity."
"You lied to all of us, Song Guo lied to all of us!" Yong Ye put his head outside the barrier and let the hollow eyes look directly at his master: "You can explain to him!"
The monk Tang Sanzang glanced at his apprentice, smiled, and made a gesture as you said. He knew that the hearts of these people were far stronger than they looked.
"You are too hypocritical!" Feng Wu came in with a big step meteor, unceremoniously pointing to the strong man who is most likely to be in the legendary realm and said loudly: "Isn't it four million people! It's been hundreds of years. What can't let go! The Peacock King didn't have good intentions back then!"
"How did his own country perish? Didn't he have any points in his heart? With a large group of refugees, he didn't want to clean up the team and isolate himself, but also wanted to drag Tang Guo into the water?" Feng Wuyi knocked unceremoniously Looking at the invisible barrier: "You open the door! I'll go in and talk to it!"
The old monk who said these few words was dumbfounded and his face was confused.
"Furthermore, how much is four million?" Feng Wu said loudly, "Whose family won't die in war? You haven't looked at our heads. He must scare you to death when he comes! I tell you that Song is different now. In the past, we are not afraid of anything! You open the door and let the bullshit'Yan Mo' go home, you see how we clean it up!"
With a big bald head, Feng Wuyi banged the barrier, in a reluctant posture.
As if responding to him, there was a vibration from the ceiling, and a lot of rubble fell.
And ‘Yan Mo’ suddenly exudes ten times more black threads than before, and for a while, black smoke billows and continues to spread upward!
"Damn, old monk, are you really playing?" Feng Wuyi was a little flustered: "If you say let it go, let it go without saying hello?"
The old monk didn’t have time to talk nonsense with Feng Wuyi. Master Tang Sanzang said:
Oops! This is the city wall being destroyed! The grievances in'Yan Mo' are pouring out. I can’t hold it for long, looking at the population of Xiangcheng. There is too little to satisfy the appetite of'Yan Mo' at all."
"Heaven's will be like this!" Yong Ye laughed and turned and disappeared into the dark tunnel, and continued to hear back and forth: "Heaven's will be so! Li Xuanbai, you are waiting for me!"
"Master, what will the worst result be?" Tang Sanzang asked in a hurry.
The old monk sighed: "The worst result is that'Yammo' will gradually become virtual. It was originally composed of the grievances of the last Peacock King and the millions of unjust souls. If the grievances and souls remain undesired, they will drift. Crossing the ocean, returning to Songtu, choose a city with a prosperous population, and once again condense the entity, the world of cholera."
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Feng Wuyi heard Yang Yuefan talk about the fact that there were too few people in the loess area, and felt that the problem was not big.
"Oh, so, don't bother." Master Sanzang turned his head and left.
Feng Wuyi followed his master at the same time: "Master, when will you teach me something else? Do you think I performed well this time..."
The two masters and apprentices just disappeared into the tunnel, leaving only the old monk, confused, and felt that this world was not as simple as before.
"Old friend, you just want to go back and have a look? Looking at Xiangcheng, looking at Xiangcheng, here quietly looking at the direction of your hometown. Isn’t it good to die with me in this world? You know, I couldn’t be Let you pass." The old monk looked at'Yan Mo' with a smile, and his face gradually became suffocated: "Since the obsession is so deep, the old man has to go back to the Central Plains, and I was able to kill all of your people back then. , I can kill it again now! You shouldn't be so greedy!"
The Liuli statue of ‘Yan Mo’ kneeling on the ground suddenly looked up strangely and looked at the monk with a funny smile, seeming to mock the other party’s innocence, as if mocking his original ending.