Chapter 226 The end of the bloody case caused by the first-grade cheats
The hazy moonlight made it difficult for Jiang Ergou and others to see clearly the bloody scene in front of them. The necks of several members of the Tigers in the distance were all opened, and blood was flowing out.
Perhaps among Jiang Ergou and the others, He Huaichun and Lin Yuanhuan had a clear view. They were barely considered masters and it was not difficult for them to see things clearly in the dark due to their superior strength.
But for them who are used to seeing killing scenes, if they kill these bandits without clapping and applauding, they will respect the dead, and they will also consider the question of whether these people should be killed.
But for the young monk Qingfa, it was like being struck by lightning. Although he didn't know any martial arts, the screams of those people and the sudden silence of the dense forest in the distance told him that those people were dead, or they were still dead.
Jiang Ergou's hand.
Buddhist saying: Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, so for Qingfa, even if these people are extremely guilty, they really shouldn't be killed. The most they can do is hand them over to the officials for punishment.
But he obviously didn't expect Jiang Ergou to kill people so suddenly that he couldn't stop him, because for Jiang Ergou, killing these people was less troublesome than drinking a cup of tea.
"Donor Jiang, why did you suddenly kill them? Do they deserve to die just because of those words?"
The young monk Qingfa suddenly questioned Jiang Ergou, and his tone was a bit tough. He was somewhat different from the previous young monk who praised the compassion of Buddhism. He even called Jiang Ergou "Donator Jiang" again.
"Because they deserve to be killed. If what they encounter today is not us, but other helpless passers-by, have you ever thought about what will happen to those people?"
"Amitabha."
Qingfa recited a Buddha's name in a low voice, and then continued.
"Donor Jiang, even if they are really guilty and deserve to die, they should be handed over to local officials and tried according to the laws of Dachu. You should not decide their life or death."
Jiang Ergou was more interested in the little monk in this state, but the others were more anxious, fearing that the two of them would quarrel because of this.
"But you have to know that officials protect each other. You just heard that these people have government backgrounds. If you hand them over to the government, they will be released after ten and a half months. What is the difference between this and letting them go directly?"
The little monk Qingfa looked at Jiang Ergou and was suddenly speechless. When it comes to Buddhist Zen and Dharma, ten Jiang Ergou can't compare to one little monk Qingfa. But when it comes to these worldly things, I'm afraid.
The relationship between the two people is about to change.
"But Don Jiang, murder is a great sin. If you kill these people today, you will sow evil causes. You will definitely bear the consequences in the future."
Jiang Ergou smiled slightly and said disapprovingly.
"These are all people who deserve to die. If I let them go because I'm afraid of the so-called consequences, then who else can bear the responsibility for the word chivalry in this world? What's more, some accounts are not settled this way."
The eyes of the young monk Qingfa were full of doubts. He seemed not to understand what Jiang Ergou meant by settling accounts. Jiang Ergou continued.
"These people are not very good at martial arts, but they are top-notch in terms of murder, arson, and robbery. If I let them go today, assuming they are lucky, they will die unexpectedly due to other things in two or three years. But in these two or three years, these people every
It is easy for an individual to persecute two or three hundred more people. Don’t think that if I let them go today, they will abandon evil and do good. If I kill these people today, I have sown evil consequences, but those who will be killed tomorrow will
Are the innocent people who have been saved from disasters because of me considered good causes indirectly inflicted by me?"
Jiang Ergou
The more he explained Qingfa, the more doubts appeared in the young monk's eyes. Although he was proficient in Buddhism and knew the Buddhist sayings of becoming a Buddha immediately by issuing the butcher's knife, but as Jiang Ergou said, would these people put down the butcher's knife in the future or would they continue?
Murder and arson were somewhat judgmental in the mind of the young monk Qingfa.
Then it seems right to kill these few for the sake of hundreds of people who may die innocently or suffer in the future.
Jiang Ergou's current words only made little monk Qingfa more and more puzzled, but his next words made the little monk break into a cold sweat.
"Little Master Qingfa, if you were me today or if I let those people go at your request, would you be considered an indirect murderer who will cause the deaths of hundreds of people in the future?"
A look of panic appeared on the face of the young monk Qingfa, because what Jiang Ergou told him today was really far different from the Buddhist scriptures he had studied in the past.
Master once taught him that a monk should not only have a heart of compassion, but also have a reverence for life. Therefore, from a young age, the young monk Qingfa believed that if he encountered a situation where he could save someone's life, he must come to the rescue.
But should these people really be saved today? If they are saved, will they really become murderers?
The young monk Qingfa stopped talking, just silently walked to those people and sat down cross-legged, and then chanted sutras for salvation.
Jiang Ergou, Lin Yuanhuan and others stood silently behind him. Perhaps the young monk's heart was in chaos at this moment, and only Buddhist scriptures could calm him down.
Looking at his back, Jiang Ergou actually felt a little guilty, because before he killed those people, he had considered that it was not appropriate to kill people in front of the little monk Qingfa.
But after some consideration, I decided to take action. There are two reasons for this. First, these people are indeed doing many evil things. If we let them go today, many people will surely suffer in the future.
The second reason is that he suddenly felt the need to let this little monk truly enter the world of mortals. Along the way, Jiang Ergou has never been aware of the dark side of this world and always felt that he should not destroy it.
It captured the innocence in this little monk’s heart.
But until one day, Jiang Ergou asked him why you Buddhist disciples have rules for traveling outside the temple, because Jiang Ergou has seen many young monks carrying a cloth bag like Qingfa over the years.
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The young monk Qingfa's answer at that time was: "No matter how correct the Buddhist scriptures in the book are, they are still in the book. Even if we can remember them and understand them, they will never be as real as our own experience.
If you don't enter the mortal world, you can say that you have enlightened the mortal world and transcended the mortal world. There is no such truth in the scriptures, so in the final analysis, you still have to go out and walk on your own."
Before committing the murder, Jiang Ergou thought of the young monk Qingfa's answer and decided to do it in front of him, allowing him to truly enter the world and see the world of murder...
There was a heavy rain all night, and it was a sunny day after the rain. The sunlight passing through the dense branches and leaves shone slantly on the forest grass. The rainwater scattered on a leaf slowly gathered into a big drop of water hanging on the tip of the leaf.
, there is a possibility of falling at any time.
"boom!"
Suddenly, water droplets fell from the tips of the leaves. Tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of water droplets fell from the tree at the same time. The cause of this was that a passerby kicked on the trunk of the tree, causing the whole tree to shake.
After a few blows, it can be seen how powerful it is.
But looking at the man again, he used the power of this kick to escape quickly, regardless of the faint smell of blood left in the air.
"Hurry up and chase him. He was hit by an arrow from me and can't run far."
Not far behind that person, dozens of figures came from the left and right to surround him.
It means to cast a dragnet, but most of the figures chasing behind are weak. At this time, they are slightly out of breath and gradually losing strength. But I think the person in front is injured and will definitely suffer more than them, so
These people gritted their teeth and continued to chase.
The man running in front had an arrow stuck in his left shoulder and a rag bundle in his arms. Late last night, in the middle of the night, he turned around and took a shortcut with the group of people behind him, causing the distance that had been widened to be chased instantly.
On the other side, the opponent's sharp archer even took the opportunity to shoot an arrow straight into his throat.
If it hadn't been for the critical moment when he held his breath and heard a burst of wind coming from behind him and then rolled to the right without hesitation, he would have turned into a cold corpse by now.
The pursuit had lasted all night, but those at the rear had no intention of stopping.
"My nose is really sharp. I led you several times in the woods and I was still able to keep up with you."
The escaping man glanced back, and then sighed in a low voice. It seemed that among the group of people behind him, there must be masters of tracking. However, if he thought about it carefully, it was not surprising. If there were no such masters, there would be no point in chasing and killing others.
Woolen cloth?
After complaining in a low voice, the butler surnamed Zhang, who originally planned to slow down and rest for a while, had to quietly increase the speed.
Although he was a third-grade young master, he was already very tired from running away all night. If he hadn't been worried that the young master had not succeeded in escaping at this moment, he would have turned around and fought with those people to the death.
It is much better to fight to the death in an upright manner than to die of suffocation while being chased by those behind you.
Behind him, the Tigers and people from other gangs are chasing after them. Those who can still keep up with the large army at this moment are usually good players in the major gangs or forces. No matter how bad they are, they still have the strength to move up to the fourth level. Even if
Some people have not yet reached the level of third grade, but the distance is not far away.
"Guisan, chasing like this is not an option. In order to avoid a long night and a lot of dreams, it is not a good idea to take a shortcut and go in front of that person. It would not be a good idea to delay him any longer."
Behind him, a middle-aged scholar who looked like just a frail scholar suddenly appeared in the team. It seemed that this man was not bad at all, and he might be as good as the third leader of the Tigers.
At this moment, he was talking to the subordinate next to him who was extremely good at tracking.
Guisan was silent about this. Is there any way for him to catch up with the person in front of him? There must be some way, otherwise he and the people behind the middle-aged scribe would not send him out. But if he wants to say
It's also a lie if you don't have to pay any price.
The middle-aged scribe did not rush, but waited quietly. After the two were silent for a while, Gui San slowly spoke.
"I'm not familiar with this place. It's impossible to take a shortcut, but it's not impossible for me to catch up with the person in front of me. It's just..."
After hesitating for a while, Gui San then continued.
"It's just that if I use that secret technique, my internal organs will definitely be damaged, and my strength will be severely reduced by then. Even if I catch up with the person in front, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him with a few moves."
The middle-aged scribe nodded slightly to express his understanding, and then continued.
"What if I can guarantee that after you entangle him, I will arrive within three moves?"
Guisan suddenly turned his head to look at the middle-aged scribe. At this time, they were at least 400 meters away from the person in front of them, and they were still shuttling through the forest. Even if they were all considered masters, the distance of 400 meters was at least enough for him.
After catching up with the man in front, we exchanged seven or eight moves, and the middle-aged scribe actually said that he could reach him within three moves.