Chapter 389

The strong wind blew up the sand at the border, and it covered the sky and the sun.

In the dark and yellow sky, you can't see the sun, and you can't see everything a hundred steps away.

There was sand in the wind, and it hurt people's faces.

Wu Kong, who was dressed in a monk's robe, held a Zen stick in his hand and a bamboo hat with a curtain on his head.

Walking step by step in the wind and sand all over the sky.

The footprints behind him were quickly covered up, Wukong looked up at the sky, sighed and continued to walk forward.

There is an oasis in front of you, surrounded by trees, completely wrapping a village in the middle.

A small path stretched out from the woods, and that path led to the village.

When the wind and sand came up, everyone in the village closed their doors and windows tightly, so they had no time to step into the village. Seeing that the doors and windows of every house were closed, he sighed, put his alms bowl in his pocket, put his Zen staff flat on the ground, and then Sit in the middle of the village and meditate.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was lying in the crack of the door, looking at Wukong who was meditating, and said to her parents: "Father, mother, a monk came to the village, it seems to be here for alms."

The girl's father opened the window to look outside, and then said to the girl, "Go and invite that monk in. The wind and sand outside are so strong, it's not good for him to eat sand there."

The girl nodded, opened the door and ran out quickly.

"The monk! Come with me! Go to my house, the wind and sand are so strong, what are you doing sitting here?"

Wukong opened his eyes and looked at the girl, and said with a smile: "Oh Amitabha, the poor monk has committed a lot of sins, and he came to do asceticism to eliminate the sins.

The benefactor is kind and the poor monk is kind. "

The girl smiled and said, "What crime can you have as a monk? Could it be eating meat? Hehehe, okay, come with me, even if you want to recite scriptures, you have to come to my house to recite."

After she finished speaking, she was afraid that there would be no time to move, so she went to get his Zen staff.

"Oh! Why is it so heavy! Monk, your Zen staff is so heavy! I can't lift it up."

Wukong let out a long sigh, had no choice but to get up, and lifted the Zen staff very easily.

The girl smiled in amazement: "Ah! You are so strong! I didn't expect that you, a monk, look thin and weak, and have so much strength."

Taking Wukong back to his home, the girl's parents offered Buddhist rituals to Wukong one after another.

For dinner, the family specially cooked a table of very light meals, and from time to time they added food to the empty.

Advise him to eat more.

This is a kind family.

The girl is always pestering Wukong to tell her stories, stories outside.

In the evening, Wukong has been chanting scriptures, chanting scriptures for this kind-hearted family.

Pray for them and hope that Buddha can bless them.

The wind and sand stopped.

The villagers all came out of their houses.

Wukong also came out with his Zen stick.

The villagers always smiled at him.

Be very polite to him.

Everyone is cleaning the sand in the village, they sweep the sand together, and then the men push the sand out with their back baskets and small carts and dump it outside.

This village has decades of history, and they have lived like this for decades!
The people in the village are very kind. Wukong put down his Zen stick and started to help.

In the evening, a grand fireworks show was held in the center of the village. Although the villagers were not very good at dancing, they had a good voice.

Their singing is loud and clear, resounding through the nine heavens.

This is a kind village, Wu Kong stayed here for three days, he felt that this was the most fulfilling day in his life.

It was time to leave. The night before, he sat in the center of the village and read the scriptures to the villagers all night.

Buddha, bless the kind people in this village.

When it was about to light up, Wukong left with his Zen staff in hand.

He was afraid of seeing the tears of the girl who always haunted him. After a few days, he found that the girl had developed feelings for him.

This made Wukong feel uneasy.

He is a monk, he cannot have these feelings.

He took a long sigh and cleared all those messy thoughts out of his head.

But he suddenly felt a strong palpitation.

He felt as if something was leaving him, that feeling... came from behind!
Wukong suddenly turned around and walked towards the village.

Intuitive feeling, something went wrong!

In the distance came the neighing of war horses and fierce shouts of killing!The sound of weapons colliding, and tragic screams!
The groans and curses of women!
The cry of a child!

The screams of the old man!

The angry roar of the man!

This is……

Wukong roared loudly, and stepped out of his body with the next step, and instantly walked more than ten feet away!
It's too late!

There are dead bodies all over the village.

There is blood everywhere!

The men all died under the long knife!

The old men were chained with spears.

The women were all stripped of their clothes, and some beast soldiers lifted their trousers and got up from their bodies with a smile, and cut their throats with long knives at the end.

A girl's lower body was covered in blood. He crawled to Wukong's side and grabbed his ankle: "Monk...you come back...what are you doing...you, run! Run!"

"puff!"

A sharp arrow pierced her body, and she never made a sound again!

Wukong's eyes were red, his body was full of anger soaring upwards, blood was rushing to the top of his head, his eyes widened, his chest heaved sharply!
A mournful howl resounded through the sky!

He was filled with devilish energy, like a great devil crawling out of hell at this moment!
Murderous aura lingers all over the body, and devilish aura spreads all over the world!

"Tathagata! Come and tell me! Why do I need you!!!
What is the use of this Buddhist scriptures! ! !

I pray to you that you bless the good!You are so blessed! ! !

Tathagata!
kill! ! !

kill! ! !

kill! ! ! "

Since the Buddhist scriptures are useless!
Then I raise the butcher knife!

I want to use the blood of this world to wash away the sins of the world!
A man who looked like a general, with a smirk, directed his soldiers to kill Wukong.

They are killing the good and taking the credit!
This is a common method used by border sergeants!

After they killed these people, they cut off their heads, and then cut off their ears to pretend to be military workers!

Those soldiers grinned and rushed towards Wukong.

Wu Kong, who had a monstrous magic flame, raised his Zen staff and dropped it heavily!

Scores of sergeants died!
The general finally panicked, he started to run away, but how could he escape in Wu Kong's hands!

The Zen staff was raised and fell heavily, and those soldiers were cut off like wheat.

Blood flowed all over the ground!
Dead bodies are lying all over the ground!

Finally everyone is dead!
Wukong put those kind village names in a house and set it on fire!

The flames soaring into the sky are burning!
It seems that there are those villagers laughing in the light of the fire!
singing!
Tears flowed down Wukong's face, he suddenly turned around and headed for the barracks!

Since the killing ring has been opened today, it is impossible to put away the killing intent!
He wants to use blood to wash away all the sins in the world!
(End of this chapter)

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