The branch in the fat man's hand had turned into a knife at some picked it up from a bandit's severed hand. However, upon closer inspection, he didn't know whether the severed hand was cut off by Yin Xiu or White Peacock, or bitten off by a zombie. It can even be said that at this moment he was rolling in flesh and blood, his whole body covered in blood. For a moment he couldn't tell whether he was a zombie or a human, or if he was a dead person who had not yet lay down. The fat man couldn't tell. First the bandits, then the zombies. The zombies were attracted by the bloody smell of the bandits, and were completely aroused by the fresh blood of Ah Cheng and Xiao Rou. The reason why Yin Xiu didn't want to fight these bandits at first was because of this reason. Even if he could kill all of them in a cup of tea, the strong smell of blood would be like lighting a bonfire in the wild, waving around and shouting, "Hey, I'm here!" So the zombies seemed to be driving the bandits here to die, or as if they were using them to step on landmines. The last bandit was bitten to death by zombies and fell down. After witnessing Ma Xiaoyu's magical powers, the bandits ran to the cave to seek refuge, but were killed one by one by Yin Xiu and Bai Kongque.

Not to mention the fat man was confused, even Yin Xiu and White Peacock couldn't tell at some point whether they were chopping zombies or humans. But to them, the two were actually the same, both were inhuman beasts, so no matter what came, neither of them hesitated at all, they just raised their hands and chopped it down. Gradually, the corpses outside the cave accumulated and were about to cover the entrance of the cave. The crying sounds in the cave have turned into sobs and sighs. Originally they looked at Yin Xiu as a savior, but at this moment, Yin Xiu's decisiveness in killing, chopping him down almost like cutting wheat, made people feel cold. Is it possible that the opposite of the savior is the butcher? Some people remembered the Buddhist story, in which half of the face was a compassionate Bodhisattva, and the other half was a vicious ghost, a terrible demon who tested people's hearts. Ma Xiaoyu, wearing a green evil ghost mask, holds a three-colored ruler in one hand and continuously shoots talismans with the other hand. She was a beauty before, but is this fierce look with bloodshot eyes and sharp fangs now her true appearance? Did she tear off her human skin and transform into the original Yaksha of the underworld, manipulating thunder, lightning, frost, snow and fire? Can't tell... Finally someone knelt down in front of Yin Xiu. "No, don't kill me." The man kept kowtowing, "Please save them. Even those evil people will eventually lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas!" "What are you crazy about?" The fat man was confused but not stupid. He ran over and tried to pull the man away. However, Yin Xiu stopped him, a smile on his bloody face, "Why?" "why?" "Yes, why must I save them instead of destroying them together with the zombies?" "Because killing people always creates karma! If you kill people, you will go to hell. But if you save people, even if you only save a limited number of people, you will have infinite merits!"

The person who begged Yin Xiu was a middle-aged man, with tears and snot streaming down his face and a painful expression on his face. "Didn't I save you?" Yin Xiu asked him back: "Let me ask you, do you believe that good people will be rewarded?" "I certainly believe that." There was a light in the man's eyes. "Eat vegetarian food, chant Buddha's name, do good deeds, sow good seeds and reap good fruits. This is inevitable and is the only salvation to lead to the Western Paradise and escape from the sea of ​​suffering!" "Oh?" Yin Xiu raised his hand and an arrow of blood shot out, piercing the head of the person running towards him, whether it was a zombie or a human, and brain matter splattered everywhere. Then Yin Xiu asked again: "Do you think we are in heaven or on earth now?" The man was stunned for a moment, then realized, "It's neither heaven nor earth." "That's right." Yin Xiu smiled, "Isn't Jiaozhi hell at this moment? If you are here, don't have any illusions about saving others or having anyone come to rescue you. The silk thread that the Buddha has let down has been torn apart by thousands of people seeking help. There is no chance for you to be saved." As he said this, Yin Xiu took a knife from the fat man's hand and threw it in front of the man. “The way to salvation lies in it.” After saying that, he no longer cared what the man thought and just pulled the fat man into the fight. "If I could, I would also like to kneel there!" the fat man screamed. "You will have this chance!" Yin Xiu turned the Izumi Ichimonji and chopped off another bandit's ugly round head, which fell into the fat man's arms, scaring the fat man to scream again. The white peacock blew air and sent an arrow into the target's forehead, then glanced at the man who was still kneeling on the ground at a loss. "Han people are just hypocritical. In this world, it's either you kill me or I kill you. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why worry so much?" As she spoke, she became angry again, pulled out her dagger, and kicked the man down. "Get out of the way! If you want to wait to die, just line up behind you. Don't block the way here." The man was kicked to the ground and it took him a while to get up. He glanced at the people behind him whose expressions were numb, and finally grabbed the knife. “The way to salvation lies within it!” …… It was as if he had just had a nightmare. The bald man fell to the ground and almost lost the strength to breathe. The stench of blood and corpse mixed together and almost made him drown in his own vomit. What happened over the past month seemed like another dream, but it has disappeared. He was originally a forest ranger in Jiaozhi with no salary. The imperial court simply gave him a hilltop to both patrol and manage.

Therefore, those who hunt, chop wood, and collect herbs in the mountains have to pay him some money. However, they have all fallen to the point of having to go up the mountain to make a living, so how could they have any money in their pockets? So all the bald man could receive were damp firewood, medicinal herbs of unknown types, stinking mountain rats, and other worthless things. Therefore, being a forest ranger is just his side job. Compared with the income, such an identity is more important and precious. His main occupation was banditry. Originally, this was just a small fight. A dozen people occupied a place on the mountain, occasionally extorting merchants, kidnapping, and robbing lone young men and women. That was about it. By the time of the zombie apocalypse, his gang had expanded nearly tenfold without much recruitment. The government had fled long ago, leaving behind only the zombies that had turned into bloodthirsty monsters, and the humans who survived who were even more vicious than the zombies. Because of this, Baldy became the biggest bandit leader in the local area, dominating such a dangerous place. However, tonight, because of the attack from zombies and Yin Xiu, his dream turned into bubbles and was completely shattered. At this time he was lying on the ground, and unfortunately, he was bitten by a zombie. Fortunately, however, he is not dead yet. At this moment, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that several of his former subordinates were getting up. They fell in the previous battle. But now, they staggered to their feet again, making muffled sounds and oozing black blood. call out! Several flying knives shot into the head of the rising zombie, and then the flames devoured them. "Is there still hope for me?" The bald man looked at Yin Xiu. "I know that you Taoists and monks are all dedicated to guiding people towards goodness. Your abilities should be used to guide people towards goodness. Because your ancestors, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all do this. No matter how evil a person is, you will not kill him, but hope that he will put down his butcher knife and become a Buddha right away, right?" As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face. He stood up slightly and grabbed Yin Xiu's trouser leg. "That's right, this is really a great merit for you and the immortal master." The look in the bald man's eyes when he looked at Ma Xiaoyu at this time had concealed his greed, leaving only piety and respect. "Reforming a person and teaching him a lesson is more meaningful than killing him, isn't it?" He lowered his head and continued speaking, secretly glancing at Yin Xiu, then at Ma Xiaoyu and Bai Kongque, suppressing the thoughts in his heart. “Perhaps I committed murder, arson, rape and looting not because I wanted to, nor because my nature is an evil ghost, but because this is my karma, this is my practice. Entering Taoism through martial arts or through killing, it's all the same, Luohan immortals, it's all the same! Everything in this world, no matter good or evil, the important thing is to turn back, isn't it! ? " "Look back?" Yin Xiu smiled and looked down at the wound on the bald man's shoulder. "It's a good thing to turn back. Some say it's like a prodigal son turning back, and some say it's like turning back is the shore in the endless sea of ​​suffering. They are both good things."

"Yes Yes." The bald man showed a row of yellow teeth, and then asked nervously: "Can my injury be cured?" "good." Yin Xiu took a look and said, "The wound is not very deep and it was discovered very early. It can still be saved." "Is there any hope?" The bald man's smile became brighter. "Yes, there is still hope." Yoon Soo pulled out the knife, "But, it's not necessary." As Yin Xiu raised the knife, a man rushed over and stabbed the bald man with the knife. Each stab was more brutal and faster than the last. It was the middle-aged man who had just begged Yin Xiu not to kill anymore. At this moment, he was no longer like the man who chanted Buddha's name and ate vegetarian food. His body was covered in blood, and his expression was no different from those bandits, equally numb, cruel, and seemingly full of desire. "He, fell." Ma Xiaoyu took off her mask, revealing a complex expression on her face, which was carefully carved by fate. "Maybe he has realized it?" Yin Xiu did not put away his knife, but walked to the other side and stabbed the bandit lying on the ground in the leg. The bandit who had been pretending to be dead immediately sat up, feeling as painful as a shrimp with cramps. "Let me ask you, did you really go to the Thousand Buddha Temple and kill all the monks there?" Yin Xiu asked him. "No, no!" The bandit waved his hands. Yin Xiu turned the hand holding the knife, and the bandit's flesh and bones made a terrible tearing sound. "No, then what do you say?" "Have!" The bandit almost fainted, but Yin Xiu threw another talisman at him, telling him to stay awake. "Is there one or not? Don't chant Buddhist verses with me here." Yin Xiu turned his wrist slightly again, and the bandit immediately fell to the ground, with tears and snot streaming down his face. "Yes, yes, we killed everyone in the Thousand Buddha Temple last night, men and women, old and young, anyone who could move, one by one, without leaving a single one alive! Please, please let me go, that was my first time killing someone, I have never killed anyone before! Others forced me to do it!" "Is this also your first time bullying a woman?" The white peacock also came up with a cold face. The bandit hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "I am a beast, a beast!"

"That was also forced upon you by others? But it doesn't matter. You know you are a beast, so it's not an unjust death." White Peacock drew his knife and cut off the bandit's head. Thus, the fighting and quarreling of tonight finally ended, and everything returned to silence, leaving only the suppressed breathing of the survivors. There is no joy of surviving the disaster, nor sadness of the death of companions, only numbness. The white peacock sat down on the ground, finally overwhelmed by fatigue. "Are we still going? Thousand Buddha Temple?" She began to worry about Bai Fenghuang's safety. After all, their goal was to go to Thousand Buddha Temple. Even if they got lost on the road, Bai Fenghuang would probably go to the Thousand Buddha Temple, looking for the wizard while waiting for her to come. However, those bandits looted the Thousand Buddha Temple, so Bai Fenghuang's life or death became unknown. Although she didn't think that Bai Fenghuang would die at the hands of these villains, who could have expected such a sudden change? Compared to White Peacock's frustration, Yin Xiu was just confused. Before, everyone swore that Ren Qi and Liu Banxian went to the Thousand Buddha Temple and found Master Kong. It was for this purpose that they blended into the crowd and planned to go to the Thousand Buddha Temple. However, the bandits caused a big commotion in the mountains again. Even if Ren Qi could control his anger and not kill them, those bandits were not the kind of people who would keep to themselves. There will definitely be a big fight on the mountain, but the bandits seem to just feel relaxed and there are no obstacles. Could it be that Ren Qi and Liu Banxian went somewhere else and were not in the Thousand Buddha Temple? Ma Xiaoyu took out the two paper figures from her arms and looked at them. It's still the same burn marks as before, not getting any better, nor any more. Ren Qi and Liu Banxian are still in an unknown state of life or death. Only by finding them can we be sure. "We still have to go to the Thousand Buddha Temple." Yin Xiu said firmly: "Even if the place has been looted by bandits, if we don't go there, our clues will be lost." Ma Xiaoyu nodded and helped Bai Kongque up, "Are you still going?" "Of course I will." White Peacock nodded, "I have to confirm it just like you do." "That's fine." Yin Xiu threw away his previous unhappiness and said to the fat man, "Hey, Fatty, horses can't go on the mountain anymore, so I'll leave those two camels and horses for you to use." The fat man nodded blankly, then came to his senses and said, "You three, are you leaving?" "Yes."

Yin Xiu scratched his head. "The Thousand Buddha Temple has been destroyed. It has no meaning for you, but we still have to go there." "So, where are we going?" The fat man seemed to be seeking Yin Xiu's guidance, but also seemed to be asking himself. “There’s always somewhere to go.” Yin Xiu said calmly: "You have to go on your own, go north, the situation in southern Xinjiang is not that bad yet." "Going to Southern Xinjiang?" The fat man looked towards the north and saw the mountains were steep and the rivers were turbulent. The distance between Southern Xinjiang and Jiaozhi on the map is only a finger's length away, but for them, it seems thousands of miles away. "fine." The middle-aged man came up and patted him on the shoulder. "We can get there eventually. The way to salvation is in our hands." The fat man nodded heavily, and when he turned back, Yin Xiu and the other two had disappeared. (End of this chapter)