Live burning paper money, grandpa ruined the underworld!

Chapter 95 Identity
"The villages that used to live happily were full of blood. The river under our temple turned red at that time..."

"I saw a person floating in the river. After we fished him up, we found that he had been blown up to only half of his body."

"Men, women and children, none of them escaped..."

The eminent monk's voice was choked with sobs.

"Hua has a history of 5000 years. It's not that cruel things like this have never happened before, but what these beasts did... can only be described as inhumane."

Sompa gently stroked the head of the little monk in front of him.

He found that the little monk's eyes were wide open at this time, looking at him seriously.

The eminent monk let out a long breath and continued to speak.

"At that time, this group of beasts came to Poka Island under the cover of aircraft and cannons. It was not until that moment that we realized that there are already many places in Huaguo that are the same as ours."

"Brothers in the temple, they can't sit still. People die every day at the foot of the mountain, women are bullied, and men are slaughtered... So we unanimously decided that it's time to go down the mountain, and it's time to find Huaguo's army!"

"Monks can not only recite scriptures, light incense, and eat vegetarian meals, but they can also protect their homes and the country. Besides, before we became monks, we were still the people of Huaguo."

"I... I was the second batch of monks who went down the mountain at that time, and the second batch of monks went down the mountain with the largest number of people."

"After we left, there was only an eight-year-old, a ten-year-old younger brother, and a 70-year-old master teacher left in the temple."

"But none of us expected...the last three people in the temple, they also chose to go down the mountain..."

"At that time, we were the second batch to go down the mountain. These brothers and sisters joined a Huaguo company. This small unit could only fight guerrillas with Japanese pirates. At that time, the company commander of this army didn't want us."

"Because we are monks, he was worried that we would not be able to kill the enemy after we went to the battlefield, but he had no other way. Countless people in their company died, and five of the company commanders alone were killed."

"At that time, no one was afraid of death. Many people in this company liked us very much. They all thought that we would recite scriptures for them after they died. At that time, when someone died, the monk Please come over and pray for the corpse, it still costs a lot of money."

The eminent monk spoke with an excited expression, and he spoke vividly, completely without the indifference he had shown towards that woman before.

"The people who suffered the most back then were those people. As long as those beasts went to the village, they would burn someone's house down. They didn't do it for any reason, just for fun, and they killed people. They definitely didn't come forward with bayonets in TV dramas." "stab", but "slash" from top to bottom."

As the eminent monk spoke, he recalled what the Japanese pirates looked like back then and began to imitate them.

"Because chopping is more powerful than stabbing it directly, and this attack method is also very deterrent. It can split people in two at once without any effort."

"When fighting in close quarters, this method can be considered to have a particularly long attack distance. At that time, the common people here often said that whoever's family was chopped up by this group of animals, and how many people were chopped up by the group of animals."

"Later, these beasts found something from nowhere. This thing is very easy to burn. Just put something like briquettes under the house and fire it with a bullet."

"This has greatly improved their efficiency in burning houses. Even with a small group of soldiers, these beasts can easily burn a village to the ground."

"In the eyes of those bastards, this is a good thing to let them relax, but for these ordinary people in Huaguo, it means pain and the death of their loved ones."

"We were in a difficult situation at the time. The animals were well-trained and well-equipped, but we had nothing, only a group of men who had no homes, and monks who had never killed before going down the mountain."

When the monk said this, he was taken aback.

He saw that the tears of the little monk in front of him had fallen to the ground like raindrops.

The monk sighed.

"Kuji, what did you think of?"

Kong Ji waved his hand.

"Without a master, I just want to cry..."

"Master, you can continue talking."

A bitter smile appeared on the monk's face.

"Back then we could only live in the mountains and had nothing to eat. We could only occasionally go to the villages below the mountain to exchange bank notes for some food. These villagers were very kind to us, and sometimes even gave us eggs."

"I still remember that one time, seven of us senior brothers went to a fellow villager's house to buy some food. The fellow villager warmly entertained us to eat some millet porridge, but at that time there were two dogs in the village who tipped off the beasts."

"The beasts came over in less than half an hour. We had no choice but to climb over the wall and escape from behind. The fellow who gave us food and eggs at the same time insisted that he had not seen Hua Guo after meeting the Japanese pirates. soldiers."

"But the time is too tight, and there is no time for him to clean up. There are so many bowls and chopsticks left on the table that directly betrayed him. Those animals dare not continue to chase us because there are guerrillas in the mountains. Team."

"Thus, these devout beasts beat this fellow to death. A middle-aged man, a father, was cut open by these beasts with bayonets in front of his wife and daughter, and all his intestines were cut open. pick off..."

"When we went back, this fellow's house had been burned by Japanese pirates. The man was tied to a big tree outside, while the woman was bullied by devils."

"We only found a very young child, about three or four years old. This child was also opened up by these beasts with bayonets, and the whole family of four was gone..."

"I still remember that family's name is Liu, and the child's name is the same as yours. His name is Liu Kongji..."

The little monk's eyes were already blurred with tears. He looked at the eminent monk in front of him, and the tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Master... Is there anything else about the past?"

The eminent monk looked at the young monk in front of him kindly.

"Let's talk about it next time. Today I should recite scriptures."

The little monk rubbed his red and swollen eyes, hugged the naughty leopard cat, and left the Tower of Rebirth with a disappointed expression.

The old man looked at the young monk's leaving figure, with tears accumulating in his eyes.

"I'm sorry...Kuji...I'm sorry!"

The eminent monk's demeanor was stooped, and tears flowed freely.

There are countless characters engraved on the inner wall of the stone tower behind him.

(End of this chapter)