The world of Taoism

Chapter 105 Killing Thousands of People
The figure put the knife on Master Yang's neck.

This person is wearing the traditional warrior uniform of the Raksha Kingdom, with shaved hair in the middle of his head, his appearance is somewhat different from that of ordinary people, and he has many moles on his face.

At first glance, it was a Japanese pirate.

The difference between Japanese pirates and ordinary Han people is their height, hairstyle and clothing, and the moles on their faces. Raksha people generally have many moles on their faces.

"Forgive me, strong man. I'm the official of the imperial court. If you let me go, everything can be discussed." Master Yang almost peed his pants.

He has never seen such a scene before, he has been pampered and pampered for most of his life, and he has no power to restrain a chicken. He has never encountered such a strong person who kills when he comes up.

"Imperial official?" The pirate's heart moved, and he smiled, "It just so happens that you Han people like to build temples in Beijing, and you just need someone with a noble status to be the temple roof, and that's you."

When Mr. Yang heard what the Japanese pirates said, he was so frightened that his legs went limp.

Hearing this person's words, Mr. Yang couldn't understand that the guy in front of him was a Japanese pirate.

Legend has it that Japanese pirates kill people like hemp and like to eat people's hearts and livers.

Mr. Yang regretted that he should have listened to his wife's words. If he had delayed his appointment for a few days, how could he have ended up in such a situation.

Jingguan is a means for the army to deter the enemy.

Building the enemy's head into a tower can have the effect of deterring the enemy.

The Japanese pirates took the two of them to an open place.

Under the light of the fire, Master Yang suddenly found dozens of Japanese pirates around him.

In addition to Japanese pirates, there are dozens of tall Han bandits.

Men, women and children in the village were tied hands and feet, and all kneeled on the ground.

Among the thieves stood a tall man.

This person is wearing scarlet armor, with two huge magic horns on top of his head, exuding a terrifying evil spirit.

"Officials of the Han people? Very good, kill them and build the Beijing Temple." Chi Yetian Demon King smiled miserably.

The demon knife in his hand swallowed and danced blood, which was extremely strange.

The thieves stood behind everyone, raising the weapons in their hands, and only waiting for the Chiyetian Demon King's order, hundreds of heads fell to the ground on the spot.

"Slow! Let them go!"

In the night, the black umbrella came to everyone in an instant from far to near.

"Master!" Chi Yetian Demon King shrank his pupils, secretly surprised.

The Scarlet Yetian Demon King didn't even understand when the enemy appeared and what method he used to get there. ''

This trip to Qi was an eye-opener for him.

I thought that I, who owns the Chunyu Yaodao, can be regarded as one of the best masters in the Central Plains Emperor.

Unexpectedly, there are also many Han masters.

"Where is the sacred place, report your name." Chi Yetian Demon King said.

"I call the old ghost, let them go." The old ghost's face covered with age spots leaked out from the black umbrella.

"Let them go?" Scarlet Yetian Demon King thought for a while, and a red light shot out from the red mask, "As long as you fight with me and you win, then these people will be yours."

Seeing the master in front of him, Chiyetian Demon King was delighted to see Lie.

The warriors of the Rakshasa Kingdom like to kill, and they can comprehend the "Tao" of all things during the killing, so that their strength can be enhanced.

Even if they die at the hands of each other, it is their honor.

"I never fight with people, and I don't hurt people's lives. If you let them go, I won't make a move."

The old ghost shook his head. For the sake of consummation, the old ghost would never kill people, even bad people.

Generally, the bad guys are knocked out and sent to the government.

If he didn't act now, he was afraid of hurting innocent people. After all, there were hundreds of people, and he couldn't save so many people in an instant.

"If you don't fight, how do you cultivate?" Chi Yetian Demon King smiled.

The resources of the world are limited, and all things compete for each other according to their abilities.

If you don't know how to fight, how can you survive in this cruel world.

In the eyes of Chi Yetian Demon King, this guy is just lying to himself.

The Chiyetian Demon King thought about it for a second, then smiled and said: "Okay, you want to save people, right?"

"Okay, I'll give you two choices." Chi Yetian Demon King walked up to Master Yang and put the knife on Master Yang's neck.

"One is the Han officials, and the other is the villagers. You can only choose one side, and we will kill the other side."

"Don't think about playing tricks, maybe you are very strong, but at least I can hold you back for a while, and you can't save yourself alone."

The old ghost's expression changed, and he said, "Don't you want me to fight you? I agree."

"No!" Chi Yetian Demon King shook his head, "I've changed my mind, I want to see how you, a 'sage', make your choice."

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, I will kill them all if I don't make a decision ten times."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The Chiyetian Demon King counted over and over again, and the old ghost's expression was uncertain.

The old ghost looks scary, but his heart is more sincere than many ordinary people.

The old ghost has never heard of this way of betting on human life.

"Six, five..."

There was a trace of teasing in Chi Yetian Demon King's eyes.

The old ghost was troubled in his heart.

"Help me, I'm rich, and I'll let you enjoy countless glory and wealth." Master Yang roared.

The villagers wailed and begged for mercy.

The old ghost subconsciously wanted to choose the side with the most people.

After all, killing two people and saving a hundred people is the best choice.

If so, wouldn't it violate his original intention of not implicating the innocent?

Although Mr. Yang is annoying, he is not guilty of death.

Moreover, his old ghost, He Dehe, can decide whether a person lives or not.

Only the mysterious and supreme way of heaven is qualified to determine the fate of people. '

"three two……"

"I choose the villagers." The old ghost looked like a deflated balloon.

Kill two people, save a hundred people.

It is also a merit.

It will not be too late to avenge them after I have achieved a positive result.

"No!" Master Yang roared.

Mrs. Yang looked sadly.

The light of the knife disappeared in a flash, and the heads of the two fell to the ground.

At the same time, the heads of the villagers fell to the ground, and the bandits chopped off the heads of all the villagers in twos and threes.

"Haha, you've been tricked!" Chi Yetian Demon King laughed wildly.

Then, taking advantage of the old ghost's stunned opportunity, he drew his sword and rushed forward.

"Why?" The old ghost's black umbrella fell to the ground.

How difficult it is to do nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight good deeds.

It requires persistence for a hundred years, enduring all kinds of loneliness and honor and disgrace that ordinary people can't bear.

Unexpectedly, it fell short at this last step.

The resentment accumulated for 100 years suddenly exploded.

Boom!Thunder and lightning pierced the night sky.

The old ghost stood still, with a thick black mist covering his body.

At this moment, the old ghost's thinking was extremely messy.

There was a coercion from the sky, as if some huge monster was staring at him.

This feeling makes people feel a sense of panic.

As if being in the vast ocean, the black water surged towards him.

Countless tempting things beckoned in the air, and countless whispers let the old ghost release to his heart's content.

The black mist on the old ghost's body became thicker and thicker.

The Chiyetian Demon King was already close to the old ghost, and the Chunyu Yaodao was less than one meter away from the old ghost's head.

Seeing that the head of the old ghost was about to be taken by him, the Chiyetian Demon King was full of pride.

I used some tricks to play tricks on this person, and it seems that Han Chinese masters are nothing more than that.

At this time, the old ghost suddenly raised his head, staring at the Chiyetian Demon King with a pair of icy eyes.

The old ghost showed a wicked smile.

"You said, saving 1 people is not enough to attain enlightenment, so how about killing [-] people?"

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　It's not as cliche as everyone thinks
　　
　
(End of this chapter)