The sky gradually turned dark, Jinwu got off work on time according to the time set by Yang Shou, and the small village was also plunged into darkness.

A bright bonfire was lit in the middle of the village, illuminating the center of the village, ushering in their carnival.

"Big brother, look, it's just ahead, you can smell the fragrance right away."

The little girl holding the puppet's eyes turned into moon buds. She was very happy, jumping up and down to lead the way, and turning her head from time to time, for fear that Yang Shou might not keep up.

"What a **** smell."

Yang Shou frowned, and as soon as he stepped into this village, he felt it.

Every inch of land in the village exudes a strong smell of blood, and the same is true in those houses.

A **** smell is a creature born with wisdom, representing the sin of this village.

"It is reasonable to say that Hua Xiu practiced the rebirth mantra, how much you can see the **** atmosphere here, it is a place of sin, how can you not be careful?"

Yang Shou murmured in his heart, and was gradually led out of the square by the little girl.

There were piercing carnivals everywhere in front. More than 800 people in the small village gathered here, surrounding the flames, making various strange sounds from time to time.

Yang Shou looked at this scene like a mental hospital on earth.

Everyone's eyes were full of fanaticism and scarlet that he couldn't understand, immersed in their own worlds.

At this time, even if Tianzun comes, they will probably rush up with red eyes.

"Say hello to everyone."

The little girl half-squinted her eyes and woke up the villagers who were still in a carnival.

In an instant, all the red eyes turned to stare at Yang Shou, and after a while, the joy in everyone's eyes became more intense.

"Hahaha, little puppet, you did a good job."

An old man stepped out from the crowd, he was the only one with normal eyes among all the villagers on the scene.

Putting down the **** on his shoulder, he gently stroked the little girl's hair and smiled.

"Come on, put him with that bald head, and enjoy a feast tonight."

Gu Mu said in a deep voice, glanced at Yang Shou, and found that there was nothing unusual about the three-dimensional realm.

Then someone stepped forward, trying to push Yang Shou into the bonfire in the middle.

Beside Yang Shou, Xiao Yuqing's eyes widened, but he didn't expect that Yang Shou came in too.

"Senior, you..."

Yang Shou glanced at her, smiled slightly, and walked forward without waiting for them to come to push.

Unusual fit.

The other villagers were a little taken aback when they saw this scene, especially Yang Shou's calm expression, not realizing what he was about to face.

Watching Yang Shou walk towards the fire, these villagers unconsciously gave way.

Following this road, Yang Shou saw Fahua who was about to be pushed in in front of the fire at a glance.

He was sitting cross-legged, reciting the rebirth mantra, and all the spiritual power in his body disappeared at this moment. Facing the villagers who revealed their original thoughts, he could only recite the rebirth mantra.

The heart is bleeding.

In fact, the moment he entered the village, he felt a strong **** smell. It can be said that not an inch of land here is clean, and it is full of sins.

The number of deaths was just a glance, and he could see clearly that seventy-three thousand two hundred and ninety-one people were guilty.

Every villager is carrying hundreds of blood debts.

Although killing people and stealing treasures is a common occurrence in the prehistoric world, no ordinary cultivator is mad to kill hundreds of people who have no grievances with them.

Moreover, these people are simply killing for the sake of killing, just to satisfy the perverted and twisted pleasure in their hearts.

But he didn't want to believe it, so he not only persuaded Xiao Yuqing, but also persuaded himself, finding various reasons along the way to try to persuade himself.

But until Gu Mu waved his **** at him...

While chanting the rebirth mantra, he saw a path branched out in the crowd, and the one he met at the entrance of the village was walking towards him.

"Senior, why are you here? You can run away, Gu Mu has become a half-step god. In this village, he can even compete with Tianzun for a while, you can't save me..."

Fahua sighed, thinking that Yang Shou was here to save him.

Yang Shou's pace was neither in a hurry nor slow, and when he walked closer, even in the depths of the sea of ​​swords and flames, he was still walking on the ground with a calm expression.

"I promised to be a witness to the bet between the two of you. Naturally, I have to come in and see for myself."

Yang Shou looked at the villagers around him. He didn't practice the Resurrection Mantra, so he couldn't see their sins. He waved his hand, and Xiao Yuqing also walked over from outside the crowd.

No one can see her.

"I'm willing to admit defeat, Miss Xiao, it's me who lost."

Fahua let out a long sigh and lowered his head to Xiao Yuqing.

Xiao Yuqing snorted coldly and did not respond to him.

According to the request, he can no longer manage the affairs of this place.

"Now that my life is about to retire, I have completed what I promised you, Miss Xiao, although your way of hiding is amazing, it will inevitably not be discovered after a long time. Please leave with your senior."

Fahua dragged his weak body, stood up, and bowed to Yang Shou.

The villagers here did not bind him, but cut off his whole body of spiritual power and imprisoned him beside the fire.

Xiao Yuqing couldn't help but glared at him, then bit his lower lip and looked at Yang Shou: "Senior, although this big bald head is a bit stupid, he is still a good person. Please take action and save him."

Yang Shou hadn't answered yet, Gu Mu interrupted their conversation with a cold drink: "It seems that you and Fahua also know each other. Well, today, let you try the highest treatment in our village."

As soon as the voice fell, the flame behind Fa Hua suddenly intensified the burning, the flame rose, continued to rise, and finally formed a fiery bull.

"burn!"

"Burn, burn them!"

"Flay it first and then burn it. I'm going to collect the skins of both of them."

"Leave the scalp with the hair to me, and my clothes will be woven soon!"

...

The villagers cheered and screamed wildly. The one who wanted hair completely ignored that Fahua had no hair.

"boom!"

The fire ox moved its hoofs, and in an instant it approached Fahua and involved him in the fire.

"Fahua!"

Xiao Yuqing couldn't help shouting out, although Fahua cut off so many of her sad thoughts, she still didn't want to watch him die.

She looks vicious, but in fact she just wants to take revenge on the village and never wants to hurt other people.

"Don't worry, he won't die."

Yang Shou also looked at Fa Hua who was caught in the fire and was not worried at all.

The original midwife Tianzun accumulated virtue and did good deeds, and was sheltered by the remnants of sentient beings. He could block the three thousand swords of the Lord of Xuanzong, and as his direct disciple, Fahua also had the remnants of sentient beings.

And because of the experience of going down the mountain all the year round, he has more residual thoughts than the delivery of Tianzun.

It's just that the realm is not as good as the birthplace of Tianzun, so the protection power obtained is also far from the gap, but it is not a problem to block the flames in the lower area.

Sure enough, after being caught in the flames, even though Fahua lost all of his power, he was still unscathed.

The flames were flushed red, setting off Fahua extremely solemnly. The villagers who were screaming wildly suddenly saw this scene, lost their voices collectively, and fell into silence in an instant.

They were waiting for Fa Hua to be burned by the flames, struggling, and howling in pain.

Because the cultivators' bodies are extremely strong, it is difficult for the flames to burn them to death. Therefore, before burning people, they usually break their bodies and then accept the baptism of the flames.

They have burned countless people, who have the realm of spiritual consciousness, the realm of enlightenment, and the realm of spiritual consciousness, but there has never been a person like Hua Hua who has been safe in the flames.

"Village Chief, didn't you say that his body was broken down?"

A villager looked at this scene and couldn't help asking.

Gu Mu's old face wrinkled, looking at this scene, it feels a little strange.

It stands to reason that he had knocked his body to pieces with a hoe~lightnovelpub.net~ The defense has been lost, how can there be any defense?

At the same time, Fahua's voice also came out: "Everyone, listen to me."

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore, your sins are heavy, the law of heaven is circulating, and sooner or later you will be unhappy. It is better to put down the butcher's knife today and change for the better..."

He sat cross-legged on the flames, looked at the crowd, and persuaded earnestly.

He didn't say that he was a disciple of Tianzun. Once he died and Tianzun came, none of them would be able to live.

Gu Mu didn't say it, so no one in the village knew.

Or, even if they knew it, they who had been distorted by the frenzy wouldn't care that much at all.

No one responded to Fa Hua's words, they all looked at him with the eyes of a fool.

Xiao Yuqing also cast the same look at the fool: "Are you stupid, these people are sinful and heinous, and you still want to persuade them to be kind? Let me tell you, there is only one fate for them, and that is death!"

His tone was full of hatred. Seeing this familiar scene, Xiao Yuqing gradually remembered the past.

More than a thousand people, including her, were burned alive like this.

The flame burned for a full year before it was completely extinguished.

There is a scorched smell in the air, which makes people sick. Now these people, the same people from the beginning, after so many years, are still committing murder.

Later, she became a state of soul. She kept observing in the village, and saw with her own eyes that countless monks were tricked into the village, tortured, tortured, burned with flames, smashed the bones of the whole body with a sledgehammer, tore the scalp, and filled it with soil... …

"They all deserve to die! Only death can purify all their sins!"

Xiao Yuqing said with hatred, and the more he spoke, the more angry he became. His disheveled hair looked like a ghost.