"So that's it? Zhang Xiaosheng is really... admirable! In today's society, there are really not many people who die to protect their friends." Liu Dong couldn't help but sigh with emotion after listening to Yu Xiaolong's narration.
Sitting in a private room in the coffee shop, Yu Xiaolong and Liu Dong sat opposite each other.
"Hey... I really didn't expect him to sacrifice himself like this." Yu Xiaolong sighed.
"It is indeed great. There are not many people like him anymore." Liu Dong repeated, shaking his head.
"Secretary Liu, I came here today to ask you about information about the Black Blood Alliance." Yu Xiaolong looked at him.
Liu Dong said: "Xiaolong, I understand your mood, but you must not be impulsive and think twice before you act."
Yu Xiaolong looked at him seriously and said, "I'm not impulsive, so I came to ask you about the situation."
Liu Dong pondered for a while and said: "You also know that the Black Blood Alliance is too secretive, and we have very little information. They protect themselves too much. Over the years, very few Black Blood Alliance members have been captured, and almost all of them have been assassinated or committed suicide.
Yes, it’s just...ah.”
"Assassinated? You mean, he was assassinated after being caught by you?" Yu Xiaolong said in surprise.
"No, he was assassinated before we even took action when we were keeping an eye on him." Liu Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Is the Black Blood Alliance so strong? Can you find this?" Yu Xiaolong looked depressed.
"Some of the people caught were the lowest-level members, and they didn't know any valuable information." Liu Dong let out a long breath.
"Oh...that's it."
"Where are these valuable people being imprisoned?" Yu Xiaolong asked.
Liu Dong looked up at him and asked, "Why, you want to ask about this too."
"Haha... I'll ask." Yu Xiaolong smiled.
"Of course it's a secret...at my level, do you think you can know?" Liu Dong laughed at himself.
"Okay... I guess... there must be one in Black Cliff Prison." Yu Xiaolong said to himself thoughtfully.
Liu Dong's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at him seriously and said, "Xiao Long, I understand how you feel. But you have to stay within your capabilities and don't think too much. Do you understand?"
"Ah? I'm not thinking wildly, I'm just talking casually." Yu Xiaolong said lightly.
"I know your little thoughts. That place is no joke. Not to mention you and me, even Director Zhou and even the leaders of the Eighth Provincial Branch are not qualified to go. It is the most confidential place and the security level is the highest.
The highest place, few people can go there." Liu Dong said seriously.
Yu Xiaolong nodded, thoughtfully.
"By the way, have there been any cases in Tibet recently?" Yu Xiaolong remembered what Zhao Dayu said, that people from the Black Blood Alliance were going to a village to exterminate families.
Liu Dong shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of any cases there."
After that, he took a sip of tea and said, "I will definitely not tell you that in a very remote small village called Mengcuo, nine practitioners died at the same time a few days ago."
Yu Xiaolong looked at him, picked up the teacup and took a long sip.
Tibetan Province…
"Amitabha, the little benefactor has such a big heart, it's so sad... The poor monk can save him, Amitabha." Abbot Yunmucuo shook his head and said.
"Thank you, Master." Yu Xiaolong nodded.
"In this mortal world, the reincarnation of heaven and earth, the alternation of yin and yang, and endless great cases, Amitabha." Yunmucuo sighed slowly.
Yu Xiaolong nodded silently, and then asked: "Master, I heard that something bad happened in a village in Tibet Province recently."
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin!"
Yunmucuo clasped his hands together and said, "It is indeed as the donor said. In that village, nine donors were upset and brutally killed a few days ago."
"What's going on?" Yu Xiaolong frowned.
"Those nine people are all practitioners, and their souls are all gone." Yunmucuo shook his head and sighed.
Yu Xiaolong asked: "Master, does he know who did it?"
Yunmucuo shook his head and said, "Amitabha, poor monks don't know."
"May I ask Master, do you know anything about the Black Blood Alliance?" Yu Xiaolong asked.
"Although the poor monk has not been out for a long time, the Black Blood Alliance still knows about it. They have been doing many evil things for a long time and have long been the public enemies of the world." Yun Mucho frowned slightly.
"Yes, I have a feud with the Black Blood Alliance. This time the hatred has increased even more, and I will never let it go. I suspect that the Black Blood Alliance did what happened to the villages in Tibetan Province." Yu Xiaolong said through gritted teeth.
"There is no evidence for this yet, so I can't say much. However, it is not surprising at all to say that they did it." Yun Mucho shook his head.
"Master, I would like to ask, how to eliminate the Black Blood Alliance? How to find them? How to eradicate them?" Yu Xiaolong clenched his fists tightly.
"They have been around for too long. There may be traces of them in every place in China. However, the top level of the Black Blood Alliance will always be a mystery and has not been discovered for thousands of years. It is estimated that it will be difficult for the donor to eradicate the roots." Yun
Mucuo said calmly.
"Even so, I will not let them go. I will kill them one by one without mercy!" Yu Xiaolong said fiercely.
Yunmucuo shook his head and said, "Amitabha, the donor is wrong."
Yu Xiaolong was stunned and said doubtfully: "Wrong? Is it wrong to kill them? Every righteous person will destroy them!"
"Where are the grudges and grudges? Killing cannot solve everything. If you want to eradicate them, you need to use your heart to influence them. Don't kill at will. That will only get deeper and deeper, and there will never be an end. The poor monk already understands the donor's mood.
But remember your original intention." Yun Mucho said slowly.
"Original intention? What is original intention?" Yu Xiaolong was depressed.
"Put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Any evil can be influenced by your original intention and get rid of the knot. The donor must remember the advice of the poor monk." Yunmucuo looked at him seriously.
"I don't know what the original intention is, and I don't know how to influence them. If influence is possible, why can they exist for so long? Only by completely eradicating them can everything be solved! I know what the master said is right, but I still can't do this
Do it!" Yu Xiaolong's attitude was very determined.
"Amitabha, if the donor is a murderer, what's the difference between him and them?" Yunmucuo said calmly.
"Of course there is a difference. They don't do good things and just kill people at will. I'm going to kill them to do justice for heaven! Even if I don't have enough strength, I will try my best!" Yu Xiaolong cursed fiercely without compromise.
"Amitabha, if the donor is so insistent, the poor monk cannot say more. However, sooner or later, the donor will understand what the poor monk said. When that day comes, the donor will know what the original intention is." Yunmucuo said.
.
"I don't have such a high level as a master, but I know that if I am weak, the enemy will be strong and bully me, and I may lose my mind at some point. I will not bully others innocently, but I will never let others
Bully me!" Yu Xiaolong gasped.
"Amitabha, everyone has a different path. If the donor thinks his path is correct, then go on." Yunmucuo nodded.
"Thank you, Master, for your advice today. I will keep it in mind." Yu Xiaolong clasped his hands together.
"Go ahead and follow your own path. I believe the donor will grow up slowly." Yun Mucho closed his eyes.
Looking at Yu Xiaolong walking away, Yun Mucho frowned slightly and said calmly: "Amitabha."
…
Looking at the mountains in the distance, Yu Xiaolong knew that the village was just around the corner.
However, while I was thinking, a voice suddenly came from the side: "What do you do?"