Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world. No matter who you are, you have to pay the price for the wrong decisions you have made, even God is no exception.
Bang!
Feng Bingwen, who had forgotten how many people he had chopped down, kicked open a door again. His originally black and white eyes were stained with a faint blood-evil aura due to the long period of massacre, and the whites of his eyes were faint.
redness.
"..."
However, this time, Feng Bingwen did not swing the butcher's knife, because he unknowingly returned to Qijiagang's central mansion, and this time he kicked open the main entrance of Boss Qi's mansion.
At this time, the movement of hundreds of ghosts walking in the night had already awakened the living people in this mountain village. After the revenge of the evil spirit ghosts got the tacit approval of the city god, they no longer had any scruples in their actions, and they didn't even bother to cover up the movement.
Therefore, when Feng Bingwen entered Boss Qi's mansion again, he saw a group of crying women, children, and children, and among them, there was an old lady who was quite familiar to him.
Feng Bingwen pursed his lips and felt that his arms were a little heavy at this time.
He believes that the group of women, children, and children in front of him are equally guilty. Even if they are not directly involved in human trafficking, as long as they enjoy the monetary rewards obtained after trafficking, it is a crime.
The ancestors committed crimes, and future generations are responsible!
But even so, Feng Bingwen still couldn't swing the butcher knife at these women, children, old and young. Although he could cut off the head of a man without any shame, this was different.
"Let's let the Daqian government judge them!"
Feng Bingwen took one last look at the group of women, children, and children, and then turned to look for other people who were haunted by evil spirits.
In Daqian law, there are also punishments for implicated crimes. In all likelihood, this group of women, children, old and young will be punished by the government and all be beheaded, because this village is so outrageous.
As for whether they will be revenged by evil ghosts, it doesn't matter Feng Bingwen. Where there is an injustice, there is a debtor.
This revenge of the wronged souls and resentful ghosts continued until around midnight, when the sun was about to rise from the east. By this time, the population of Qijiagang was almost extinct, with only some old people with inconveniences and those who were still in their infancy or learning to speak.
child.
Feng Bingwen couldn't swing his sword at the old, young, women and children, but that didn't mean that the evil ghosts couldn't. Being young or old didn't affect some people from doing evil. The reason why a few people survived was purely because the city god was watching.
Although the City God has already said that he will treat everything that happens tonight as invisible, but this is just for listening, but he cannot really treat this great god as not existing.
At this time, Feng Bingwen's clothes were almost stained black and red by the dirty blood, exuding a strong smell of blood that could not be eliminated. He stood by the sheepfold and looked at those with great hatred with some worry.
The grievances avenged are like ghosts.
Their great revenge was avenged, and many of the wronged souls had happy expressions on their faces at this time. However, the sky was about to get dark, and there was a city god who was always guarding beside them.
This City God is a Gongyang Confucian who believes in revanchism. He can tolerate these innocent victims of ghosts to seek revenge on the scum that killed them. However, as a city god, he cannot tolerate these ghosts wandering around in the world, even if they are
His experiences during his lifetime were very pitiful and pitiful.
And just when Feng Bingwen was worried, the golden sun appeared again, rising into the sky, and a faint sound sounded, and then, the vast divine light poured down from the sun like a sea, covering the entire place.
A mountain village.
Under the pale golden divine light, all the wronged souls and ghosts had nowhere to escape, they were all enveloped, but the expressions on their faces were not as painful as imagined.
Comfortable, serene, peaceful, and under the divine light, all the innocent ghosts began to float slowly into the sky, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, approaching the golden sun.
They were bathed in the divine light, and strands of black and red gas were extracted from their bodies, and then evaporated and annihilated in the divine light. All the innocent souls, no, they were no longer innocent ghosts.
Their obsession has been satisfied. The blood evil energy accumulated after a night of killing was expelled by the City God with his great supernatural power. Their souls gradually became purified and restored to their original state in the Taoist scriptures recited by the City God.
The way it should be.
"This is……"
Feng Bingwen raised his head, looked at the scene in the sky, and opened his mouth slightly unconsciously.
He found that this city god was much better than he had imagined, and was incredibly gentle.
Even a common man like him with little knowledge could see that what the City God was doing was thankless. He could clearly suppress these evil spirits directly, and no one could say otherwise.
Wow!
There was the sound of crashing waves on the shore, and at the same moment, the pale golden sun also dimmed for a moment. Feng Bingwen even saw him wearing the robe of the City God, sitting cross-legged in the sky, reciting the soul-purifying mantra.
of middle-aged people.
He has a long beard that reaches his chest, a handsome appearance, a calm demeanor, and an indescribable aura that makes people feel like they are just like the majestic mountains standing between heaven and earth.
At this time, he reached out and drew in the void, and a phantom of a river with a slightly yellowish color appeared behind him. As he recited the mantra, many souls with faces of satisfaction and peace appeared.
, fell into the phantom of the river, and disappeared.
"Reincarnation!"
If Feng Bingwen still couldn't guess what a large yellow turbid river appeared when a city god used his magic power to pull it, then there was no need for him to mess around.
Obviously, the city god directly opened the back door and sent these wronged souls and resentful ghosts into hell, eliminating the need for intermediate procedures.
Feng Bingwen estimated that even if the act of revenge was just, it was not procedurally reasonable. According to the rules of the underworld, these ghosts who took human lives might still be punished.
But now, they have all entered the underworld. As soon as the underworld water washes away, the cause and effect of the previous life are all over, and naturally there is no need to talk about being punished.
Everything is done!
Feng Bingwen thought so, but he didn't expect that the ancient and warm-hearted City God not only did not leave, but actually fell from the sky and landed in front of him.
"Lord City God!"
This great god's move caught Feng Bingwen off guard, but he reacted quickly and saluted gracefully, expressing his respect for this great god.
"I see!"
Standing in front of a great god who mostly only appeared in story books, Feng Bingwen was so stressed that he didn't even dare to raise his head. But after he saluted, the city god was stunned and didn't say a word, as if he was sizing him up.
It took a while before he spoke.
"ah?"
Feng Bingwen didn't know why, so he couldn't help but raise his head, and saw that the eyes of the city god in front of him were full of light, and he seemed to have seen him thoroughly.