I made myths

Chapter 131 The real help is...

Everyone around looked at Chuan'er suspiciously, and whispered:

"really?"

"Can it be true? You don't know what a formation is? What kind of identity can carry a formation with you, and pay off debts to strangers with a face of indifference? The stories of the old men in the village dare not say that."

"Isn't this self-defeating? I don't know whose child it is. I really want to see how ashamed his family looks after they come. I must be looking forward to finding a crack in the ground to sneak in?"

"Isn't it? Wait until there is no one else, and then get out and beat the kid, and just cut off all kindness."

"It has to be you! Haha!"

……

The rumors and rumors around could not affect Chuan'er's emotions at all, and he said directly to the debt collector holding the shield: "Put spiritual energy in, and then attack with your meager strength, you will know that I am You’re not lying anymore.”

The debt collectors looked at each other.They all felt that this kid was lying, and there was nothing to coax, so he directly sent spiritual energy inside.

The small round jade piece flashed white light, and a round light film wrapped the debt collector. This strange turn of events stunned the taunting people around. Immediately afterwards, Chuan'er punched out the center of the shield, but couldn't cause any damage. A trace of damage.

The debt collectors were still worried, and they fought together, punching and kicking, smashing with knives and hammers, and the formation was unscathed, but the shock made their hands and feet ache.

The gloom on the face of the debt collector holding the shield disappeared in an instant, and turned into a flattering smile. He bowed slightly and respectfully said to Chuan'er: "Young master, it's because we have blind eyes and can't see the real Mount Tai." , What you said really made us ashamed, and we wished we could find a crack in the ground and sneak in to repent."

"We are all things that have been smoothed by the years and hard life. You are different. You are the real person. I hope you can always implement your ideas."

"Don't worry, this formation is completely enough to repay this person's debt, so you can take him away, and we won't bother you anymore."

Chuan'er nodded and let the other party go, but the next moment he called out to the other party: "Wait a minute!"

The debt collector's face was full of disgust, he grinned his teeth and took a deep breath, and the moment he turned around, he regained his flattering expression, and asked respectfully, "Young Master, what else can you do?"

"Nothing, I just want to tell you that I will never be a guy like you, and I will never tell you, pointing at the highest moral point, I will always use my power to help Save others."

Chuan'er looked serious, and his heart was extremely determined.

Thinking carefully about the behavior of these debt collectors I just persuaded, there is not much difference from them. Even if they set up a game, they did suffer losses.

They were wrong, and they need to pay the due price.

But it is even more wrong to persuade them to let go. No one is qualified to persuade others to let go, and no one is qualified to persuade others to pick up.

His master never persuaded him to let go, nor persuaded him to take revenge, but only gave him the strength to let him choose.

Then he should also not persuade others to do what to do. All he can do is to use his own strength to distinguish and help others, not to use other people's strength to help others.

"Understood, it's the same sentence, I hope you can always be like this."

With a smile all over the debt collector's face, he turned around and left with the others, without a trace of sloppiness, and never showed any hatred.

The spectators around dispersed consciously and bored, and they still did not forget to say a few words when they left to cover up the embarrassment of being slapped in the face.

"Cut, what are you pretending to be? How rich is it? How high is the status? It's a sense of accomplishment to deceive ordinary people like us?"

"That's right, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, if you have the ability to pretend like this in front of Emperor Sui."

"He just plays with weak people like us and replaces them with stronger ones. Do you think he dares to fart?"

……

They were all impotent and furious words, Wen Qian stretched out his hand and waved around, countless invisible light spots flew towards those gossipers, entered their necks from behind, and attached to their vocal cords.

By tomorrow, they will not be able to speak. This situation will last for a week, and the unknown and fear will teach them the lessons they deserve.

There are also countless light spots that have fallen into the shield array in the hands of debt collectors, and they will get the punishment they deserve.

"Are you all right?"

Chuan'er looked at the sallow and thin man with cloudy eyes and asked worriedly, the man who was about to die, and hurriedly took out the herb Wen Qian gave him, trying to make him take it.

It's just that the man shook his head and said shamelessly: "Thank you for your kindness, I'm dying, I can't let you spend any more, just... just can you take care of my daughter."

"Daddy!"

But the three or four-year-old girl was crying tightly in her father's arms. The man couldn't bear it anymore, and the muddy tears kept streaming down. He held Chuan'er's arm tightly with his skinny hands, and begged bitterly: "I beg you!" , I beg you to help her, she has lost her mother, and when I die, she will really be left alone, she is still so young... what should she do..."

The man's voice gradually weakened, and the hand holding Chuan'er's arm fell weakly, no longer alive.

The scene of his parents being killed flashed before Chuan'er's eyes, and his body began to tremble involuntarily. The terror of death made his fingernails dig into his palm, and blood continued to flow.

"It seems that my apprentice has grown up, but he is still not enough to be independent."

"Master, Master."

Warm palms were pressed on Chuan'er's shoulders, dispelling the coldness in his heart. Chuan'er turned his head to look, Wen Qian was standing behind him, watching him quietly, feeling ashamed, he bowed his head and said in shame : "Sorry, Master, I couldn't save him."

"No, you have already saved him, at the moment you decided to take action." Wen Qian threw the little girl who had already fainted from crying to Chuan'er, used his aura to lift the dead man up, and walked towards the gate of Fire City .

"Don't feel guilty because you didn't save people. You should be proud of yourself for saving others, so that you have the confidence to continue helping others, instead of being timid when helping others."

"Yeah." Chuan'er carried the little girl on his back and followed Wen Qian, speechless all the way.

Soon, they walked out of the city of fire, far away, until the little girl woke up and buried her father together.

Looking at the body covered by the mud, Chuan'er felt as if there was a stone pressing down on his heart, and he asked the question he often asked at the beginning: "Master, is there really reincarnation in this world?"

"Why do you care if he has it or not? If you have it but it doesn't satisfy you, then re-establish a reincarnation. If not, then create a reincarnation. If you want it, create it yourself. Don't pray for the existence of certain things."

This is what he once said, if there is no one, then create one, let Wen Qian be the emperor of Fengdu, and be the Yama of the ten directions below, but it is still far away from this goal.

"Master...I want to practice by myself."

(End of this chapter)