dream bubble

Chapter 282 Sword Code 8
Xie Xiaoyu didn't go straight up the mountain, he landed at the small county town at the foot of the mountain.

At the beginning, he met Wang Chen here, and he lived here for a while. At that time, the city was crowded with people, all of them were ordinary people who were looking for fairy fate, but now when he revisited the old place, what he saw was completely different scene.

When he was in the sky just now, he had already seen that more than half of the city had been razed, and there were ruins everywhere, and the remaining half of the city was crowded with people.Now that it fell to the ground, he could see it more clearly.There are large and small potholes everywhere in the city, and there are many large stones that have not been removed. Some of these stones are as big as a millstone, and some are like hills. One such stone is enough to destroy a block.There was a rotten smell coming from under the collapsed house, blackened blood stains could be seen everywhere on the street, weeping sounded everywhere in the remaining half of the small town, and there was a burst of painful wailing from time to time.

Even more miserable is outside the city.It is impossible for the found corpses to stay in the city, so they can only be dragged outside the city and temporarily parked.Those corpses were horrible, most of them lacked arms and legs, and some even lost half of their bodies. These corpses were all starting to stink. A group of guards were carrying wooden buckets and throwing lime on the corpses. This did not stop the decay. It's just that it's not easy to cause plague.

On the side of the road, many monks were doing ceremonies in groups of three or four.

Seeing these monks, Xie Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that he had another identity.He stood on the side of the road and softly recited the scriptures on saving the souls of the dead. A few days ago, he was dressed as a monk, so he naturally had to work hard on the ritual, but at this moment he was reciting the scriptures on saving the souls of the Taoist sect.

Surrounded by wronged souls, the effect of the scriptures is very limited. Even if one can be saved, it is impossible to let all the 10,000+ wronged souls rest in peace. Become a ghost.

Unknowingly, a trace of sadness rose in Xie Xiaoyu's heart.

Now that the catastrophe has not officially started, the opening of the Heavenly Gate can only be called a prelude, but it has already caused such a catastrophe. Not only the monks were killed and injured, but the most pitiful are these ordinary people. Compared with the monks, they are too fragile.

Perhaps because of that desolate mood, the ghosts around him gradually gathered.

"I didn't expect you to be moved with great compassion." Hong Lunhai sighed softly in the depths of Xie Xiaoyu's consciousness.

"This is great compassion?" Xie Xiaoyu was a little confused.

Great compassion is also Bodhicitta, which is the root of Buddhist achievement.

In ancient times, only those who had aroused the bodhicitta were qualified to be called "monks", otherwise, they could only be called "monks" or "monks".

"How do you know this is great compassion?" Xie Xiaoyu asked.

"Don't forget that I'm also a ghost, and ghosts are particularly sensitive to certain things." Hong Lunhai didn't want to explain too much. The reason why he knew this was great compassion was because he had felt this kind of power.

"It seems that I really have a predestined relationship with Buddhism." Xie Xiaoyu smiled wryly. He really felt that there was something more in his heart, but unfortunately, it was invisible and intangible.

A jingling sound interrupted his thoughts, it was the sound of pots and pans beating, and at some point, it was already dawn.

The early morning mist shrouded the surrounding area, and faint lights and swaying figures could be seen in the mist.

The remaining half of the city finally had a little more life. There were several sheds in the city. In front of one of the sheds was a government servant standing in front of it. It was the government giving out porridge. Yes, all the soup kitchen staff are fellows.The porridge barrel is quite large, but the porridge inside is very thin and yellowish because it is mixed with sand.

Suddenly Xie Xiaoyu felt that someone was pulling the corner of his clothes.

He looked down, and saw a three or four-year-old child kneeling next to him. The child's face was covered with dust and mud, and his clothes were still stained with blood. He was looking at him pitifully at this moment, and yelled softly: "I'm a child!" hungry."

Xie Xiaoyu's heart was touched again.

He suddenly thought of another thing.

The six great catastrophes in ancient times and ancient times were disputes within the human race. People were regarded as a kind of wealth and a kind of resource, and no one would kill people lightly.

This catastrophe is different. The protagonists on the other side are Yaozu, Guizu and Demonmen respectively. Yaozu and humans are originally feuds.Although ghosts are mostly transformed by humans, humans and ghosts have different paths and have nothing to do with each other.The Demon Sect has something to do with the human race, but people in the Demon Way never regard themselves as human beings.

A scene of blood flowing like a river appeared in front of Xie Xiaoyu's eyes.

How many people did he save?
Even if he has a magic weapon in his hand, even if he can bring tens of thousands of people away, what is it to the tens of billions of people in Middle-earth?
What's more, he couldn't conjure something to eat out of thin air.Even if he can save tens of thousands of people, he can't feed them.

Xie Xiaoyu felt powerless, he suddenly found that he couldn't do anything.

"I'm hungry, give me something to eat." The child's cry brought Xie Xiaoyu back to reality.

With a wry smile, he took out a elixir and stuffed it into the child's mouth, it was Bigu elixir, it could make people hungry.

The child didn't know what it was, because he was so hungry, he subconsciously swallowed the elixir, and in a blink of an eye, he felt full and bloated in his stomach, as if he had just eaten a big bowl of rice.

"Hic—" He burped, and then smiled at Xie Xiaoyu.

The hiccup immediately attracted the attention of those around him.

"Sir, please show mercy! I'm hungry too."

"Daozhang, give me a pill too."

"God, if you don't pity me, pity my 80-year-old mother. She hasn't eaten for two days."

".."

A large group of people gathered around.

The child was frightened and cried out loudly.

Xie Xiaoyu also didn't like these people, he casually placed a restraint, and suddenly there was an invisible wall around him, those people surrounded him, but they all bumped into the wall, the people behind squeezed forward desperately, the people in front People couldn't get in, and they were screaming because they were squeezed.

(End of this chapter)