The Monk

Chapter 89: Hatred is greater than the sky

Zhang Wei was stunned. Anyone who practices the ghost way is a person who destroys human consciousness and has no wisdom. They have no good intentions, but the warlock in front of him is actually crying?

After shedding a tear, the warlock looked strong, his face returned to calm, and he asked in a seductive voice: "Why don't you kill me?" Zhang Ping originally wanted to kill him, but after hearing his cry and seeing him cry, his murderous intention turned into pity, and he replied : "Why should I kill you?"

The warlock was stunned at first, and then he laughed at himself: "Yes, kill my dirty hands." After a pause, he asked again: "Will you let me go?" Zhang Aoi asked casually: "Where are you going?" The warlock was thoughtful after hearing this, with a gloomy face. He changed his mind and said slowly: "I am a ghost magician. If you don't kill me, you won't let me go. Unfortunately, I am not a mouse and will not be played by cats." His tone slowly became firmer: "The descendants of the Heavenly Clan will live and die while standing. , I will not be insulted by the Han thieves." He turned and knelt down to the south, kowtowed three times and nine times, and made a deep hole in the ground. Suddenly, he brushed his face with his backhand, cutting off his entire face, revealing the bones. White meat. The warlock has been cultivating the ghost way for a long time, and there is no blood in his body. Now he has cut off all his eyes, leaving five holes and a white face, which is very strange and terrifying. What is even more terrifying is that his mouth opens and talks one after another: "Father, mother." , Grandpa, Grandma, I forgive you for being unfilial and failing to avenge you. You have fallen into the ghost realm and committed heinous crimes. You have no face to see your ancestors..."

Zhang Ai suddenly interrupted: "Do you want to die?" The warlock was talking to himself, and then asked: "I can't even die?" As he spoke, he turned around slowly, and his terrifying face made Song Yunyi scream in surprise. Zhang Awei hugged her and comforted her softly, then smiled bitterly at the warlock and said, "Why did you scare her?" After a long time, the warlock murmured in a hoarse voice: "I scared her? Why should I scare her? Then scare her again." With his right hand, he murmured. He inserted it into the left chest and took out the heart, then brought it to his mouth with a smile. His whole body was full of flesh and blood, with only some blood left in his heart that was red. At this moment, it was so red that the blood droplets split open and filled the sky with blood. Two rows of white teeth moved up and down, actually eating his own heart.

Zhang was afraid that he could stop him but did not do anything. The ghost way practice is vicious and vicious, and he only lives to harm others. He gently closed his hands, temporarily taking away Song Yunyi's seventh consciousness, then turned around and took her back to the city.

The sorcerer had an unquenchable hatred for the Han people. He endured thirty years of training and cultivated nearly a thousand ghosts, but Zhang Wen destroyed them all. Seeing that there was no hope of revenge, his will to live was taken away, and he no longer wanted to live, so he committed suicide in anger and impulse. If it was Zhang Wen who killed him, Zhang Wen would not object.

Fang took two steps, and there was a thumping sound behind him, and something fell down. His consciousness checked to confirm the death, and he sighed: "Why bother." He waved his left sleeve, and the loess on the ground rolled, covering the body. After lifting Song Yunyi's restraint, she opened her mouth and asked, "What's wrong?" Looking left and right, she couldn't see the warlock, and asked, "Where's the ghost?" Zhang Ai said calmly, "He's gone."

"Leave?" Song Yunyi said sadly: "Am I so useless, afraid of everything, always dragging you down?"

"Silly girl, I used to be less useful than you. Why do you think I am called Zhang Awei?" Zhang Awei comforted her.

"Why?" Song Yunyi became curious.

"Because I'm afraid of everything. When I open my mouth, I shout "Afraid." My fellow disciple calls me Zhang Afraid for short."

"Really? Are you really afraid of everything?"

The two of them walked back to the city slowly, their white clothes like clouds, flowing like the wind, as otherworldly as immortals who were relegated to this world. When the soldiers and officials in the city saw him slaying demons, they opened the city gate to greet him and sang his praises. Zhang was afraid that he would not like them, so he said coldly: "Don't follow us." He went back to the house with Song Yunyi.

The next day, worried about Song Yunyi's wild thoughts, he took her to the market. When he opened the door, he saw several servants waiting with carriages. Seeing that Zhang was afraid to go out, the servants hurriedly greeted him respectfully, saying that it was a banquet jointly hosted by officials and wealthy businessmen. Zhang was afraid of being cold and said: "I won't go."

Most of the people didn't know what happened yesterday, and they were still busy and having fun. Song Yunyi was attracted by the snacks and enjoyed eating them. When we arrived at the bamboo tube cake stall, we saw another dispute. Bamboo tube cake is a foreign food, sweet and delicious, and costs a penny a piece. The cake sellers were two foreign girls. There was a Han man who ate the cake and left without paying. When the girl refused, the Han man yelled: "Selling cakes in my Han place affects our livelihood. It's already good if I don't beat you. How about paying for a broken cake?"

Zhang Aifeng hurriedly handed over a few copper coins: "Here are two yuan. I'll pay for him." The man became even more angry after hearing this: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be so big? Do you have to pay for my food? I can't pay. A penny?" The girl also disagreed: "You pay for your food, and he should pay for it." Fortunately, two government servants came over and scolded the man: "Zhang Da! Are you being stupid again? Are you feeling itchy and want to go in?" When Zhang Da saw the officer, he said with a smile, "No way, it's a joke." He threw out a penny and looked at Zhang Ping fiercely: "Wait a minute." Then he walked away. The official was a good person. He asked the two foreign girls with a smile: "How is the business? If anyone bullies you, please tell us." The girl thanked Zhang Ping again.

Song Yunyi saw this and pulled Zhang Ain and said, "It's so pitiful. Can we help them?" "How?" Zhang Ain asked.

"Punish evil and promote good, hoe the strong and support the weak, do justice for heaven, support justice..." Song Yunyi raised her beautiful face and counted her fingers cutely.

Only then did Zhang Ping realize that Song Yunyi was talking about the many foreign people who were bullied, and laughed at her for reading too many romance novels.

"Can you help?" Song Yunyi said angrily.

"Help, what did you old man say?"

"You dare to call me old?"

"No, no, not old. You are not old at all."

When he returned home, there were servants waiting at the door. Zhang Anfeng thought about it and said, "Go back and have a rest. Just pick me up in the evening." The servant left happily, and he came to pick me up in the evening. Zhang Ain and Song Yunyi went to the banquet.

The ghost-killing magicians outside the city showed great strength, and the officials and wealthy businessmen in the city tried to curry favor with them. When the carriage arrived at the city government office, the gates were opened on all sides, and many officials and gentry rushed out to greet them. The big shots who usually had their eyes above their heads were very respectful at this moment.

Zhang Wen and Song Yunyi got out of the car, and a middle-aged man hurriedly walked out of the crowd. He was wearing an official uniform and a hat. He raised his fists with his hands above his head and bowed deeply: "Ning Zhishu, the governor of Yong'an County, has seen the knights. Thank you for your help." Fight bravely to destroy the demons and save the people of Yongan."

This man is somewhat knowledgeable, unlike ordinary people who call him a god. Zhang Wen stepped forward to help Zhishu Ning, and other officials, wealthy businessmen, and businessmen all bowed in obeisance. Zhang Wen waved his sleeves and robes, gently and vigorously supported everyone and said, "It's nothing for a little effort, not to mention that the man committed suicide."

To exterminate demons outside the city, Ning Zhishu was afraid of causing a civil uprising, so he issued a gag order to the officers and soldiers, except for a group of people on the city wall. Few people knew about it, and even some officials, gentry and wealthy businessmen were kept in the dark. Everyone knew that Zhang was afraid of slaying demons, but they could only guess what they were slaying.

Everyone separated to make way, and Zhishu Ning invited Zhang Wen into the house. Zhang Ping unexpectedly saw an acquaintance. The fat young man who was teasing Song Yunyi in the restaurant was crowded among the crowd and looked at him in horror. Zhang Ain smiled at him and sat down with Song Yunyi.

Food and drinks were served, and praises continued. These powerful and wealthy people introduced and toasted one after another. Zhang was afraid of being impatient, so he stood up with a glass of wine and said: "I have been living here and have seen some local customs and people. Thank you for your high opinion, there is an unkind person. Please, I hope you all will do it." Ning Zhishu was stunned, does a cultivator ask ordinary people for help? He spoke bravely: "Knight, please speak."

Zhang Ping said loudly: "I have seen some disputes a few days ago. They were all caused by the Han people bullying the foreign people. I want everyone in the world to live in peace and help the world. I hope you will sympathize with the hard work of the foreign people, teach generosity and kindness to the people, and achieve common prosperity. To bring peace to the world through humiliation..." Zhang was afraid of rummaging through his mind to come up with something to say. Ning Zhishu looked embarrassed when he heard the words: "I have been sitting in this position for six years. I have been exposed to the grievances of the people all day long, and I have repeatedly issued bans to suppress disputes. But what can I do? Yong'an is located in the pass of mountains, and the common people and the people in the mountains have had thousands of years of grudges and hundreds of years of hatred. It can be resolved with just a few words. Counting the county governor, it took 20 years to reach the current situation. The two tribes barely live together. However, some small fights are inevitable and occur frequently..."

The reason why Zhang Wen went to the banquet was to say a few good words for the foreign people. He looked at Ning Zhishu and saw that his face was thin and his eyes were bright. He knew that what he said was true. He cupped his fists and said, "It is a blessing for the people to have an adult as an official in Yong'an." , I would like to propose a toast to you."

The words that need to be said are said, the wine that needs to be drunk is drunk, Ning Zhishu promises to treat people of all ethnic groups equally, and everyone breaks up and goes home. Zhang Ping resigned from his carriage to see him off, held Song Yunyi's hand, and traveled to Yong'an County at night.