Fu Banxia said coldly: "Then you continue to scold me, but I don't have time to accompany you to fool around."
Shuang Jiang became anxious and stopped her and said, "You are not allowed to leave. Please tell me clearly why you went back on your word? I don't believe you can ignore such a tragedy just for a Tianxin grass!"
She softened her tone and begged plaintively: "Good sister, please tell me, what are your plans and what do you want to do? Even if I can't help, at least I won't cause trouble for you!"
Fu Banxia was helplessly entangled by her and could only say: "City Lord's Mansion and his party, what did you find?"
Shuang Jiang was stunned, biting his lip and said: "The city lord and the Chu family are on the same team! The Chu family steals children everywhere, and the city lord is covering for them!"
Fu Banxia nodded: "Yes, you are not hopelessly stupid, what else?"
"What else? What else?"
"First, the city lord is not helping them cover up. He is an out-and-out accomplice, even the mastermind." Fu Banxia raised a finger.
"Secondly, he is wooing the Xuantian Sect, or in other words, in his opinion, the Xuantian Sect can be won over."
"Thirdly, he never wants this matter to be discovered. If there is any possibility of leakage, he will definitely kill you and me to silence us. He is more afraid of the secret being leaked than the trouble of being settled by Xuantian Sect."
Fu Banxia chuckled and looked at Shuangsheng, who was still confused: "Just now you and I have walked on the line of life and death. If I hadn't asked him for Tianxin grass and lowered his vigilance, otherwise you would have thought that you Can I get out of the gate of the City Lord’s Mansion?”
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Shuangjiang's forehead, and he trembled: "Then, what should we do now?"
"Do we have no choice but to leave? Why don't you go back and report it to the sect so that your master can take action and wipe out the Chu family! Isn't he a master? He won't ignore it, right?"
Fu Banxia suddenly laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke, and shook his head while laughing.
Not to mention that there is no evidence for this matter, and it is even more impossible for Bai Lian to go to the tomb to find out what is going on. Even if the evidence is before him, will he take action?
He is not even willing to save the person who has been with him for five hundred years, let alone a baby he has never met before?
He was originally practicing the path of ruthlessness. He was ruthless and had no desires. How could he care about this mundane world when he ascended in half a step? Aren’t all the joys, anger, sorrows and joys in the world sinful in his eyes?
…
On the Corpse Mountain, the cold wind is hunting.
The wind blew up the pure white monk's robe.
The eyes of the Buddhist cultivator standing on the ridge were neither sad nor happy, and they were ethereal.
Next to him lay a fire unicorn that screamed alas, as if it sensed its master's aura and was worried about her situation.
Bai Lian's hand suddenly fell on Huo Qilin's head, and he lowered his eyes and whispered: "In this mortal world, there are many causes and effects. If we can't settle it, how can we talk about ascension? Go and help her."
Fire Qilin let out a low cry, shook his head, and turned into a ball of fire and escaped.
When Bai Lian opened his eyes again, a flash of scarlet suddenly appeared in his eyes.
A voice lingered in my heart, like thunder.
"You are wrong!" The voice scolded him sternly: "You have become ruthless, why are you emotional again?"
Bai Lian frowned and said in a deep voice, "I'm not emotional."
"No emotion? What's in your innocent heart?"
The corners of Bai Lian's eyes twitched slightly, his heart surged, and his eyes became even scarlet.
"you are wrong!"
"I was wrong……"
"You have to correct this mistake! Just like you did before! Otherwise, you will never attain the Great Path!"
Bai Lian sat cross-legged, put his hands together, and silently recited the Heart Sutra.
The dark wind blew through the white robe, and Bai Lian's figure seemed to be swayed by the wind.
But at this time, his consciousness covered the entire Yancheng.
The voice in my heart was even more angry, "What are you doing?"
Bai Lian said calmly: "It's just about cultivating your mind."
The sound of laughter made his insides seem to tremble.
"Cultivation of the mind? You're just deceiving yourself!"
"Bai Lian, if you don't look back, even if thousands of years pass, you will never become an immortal!"
Bai Lian couldn't hear anything anymore, and the fiery red shadow in his heart became more and more clear.
…
Fu Banxia and Shuangjiang were walking on the way out of the city.
Shuangjiang knew that Fu Banxia had already considered it, so he kept walking behind him without asking any more questions.
Just as they were about to leave the city gate, there was suddenly a commotion on the long street filled with pedestrians, and countless women and children screamed from behind.
Fu Banxia and Shuang Jiang both turned around and saw a carriage pulled by a monster walking slowly towards the city gate in the middle of the street.
Although monsters are cherished, they are not a rare thing in the city.
The Hakka servants of the Chu family often drove monsters and carts to parade through the streets. The people in the city had long been accustomed to it and would not cause such riots at all.
What really frightens people is the blood dripping on the back of the carriage.
As far as the monster pulled the cart, the blood dripped.
Of course the blood was not ordinary human blood, it was blood unique to monks. When the car passed by Fu Banxia, she could still feel the spiritual power contained in the blood.
She opened the curtain behind the boxcar, her pupils suddenly tightened, and even Shuangsheng, who had made up his mind never to start again, couldn't help but exclaimed, and then covered his mouth in horror.
The bodies in the car were incomplete.
It looked like it had been chopped into pieces with a knife and then barely put together into a human form.
The reason why the blood can flow all the way is because someone has cast a special forbidden spell on the corpse.
On the seat of the carriage, there was a piece of white silk hanging unexpectedly!
There was a line of words written on the white silk, written in blood - "Leave Yancheng early".
Shuangjiang Lingling shivered and took two steps back involuntarily.
Even she could tell that this must be a warning from the city lord or the Chu family.
If they have any thoughts that they shouldn't have, this person will be their fate!
"What...what should we...do?"
Fu Banxia put the curtain back and whispered: "Leave the city first."
The monster pulled the cart also to leave the city, but unknowingly it happened along the way.
There was only one road outside the city, so the two of them followed the monster and unknowingly arrived at the mass grave outside the city.
A young man wearing sackcloth and mourning had been waiting here for a long time. The monster shrugged slightly, and the entire carriage behind it flipped up, and the body fell out. As soon as it hit the ground, it turned into a pile of flesh.
Then the monster returns the same way it came.
The young man knelt down and put his hand on the soil. The soil automatically separated to both sides, revealing a deep pit.
Then, a vine grew out of the pit. The vine grew bigger and bigger, and the leaves became thicker and thicker. The leaves reached out to the pile of meat, wrapped the whole body, and put it into the pit, which slowly closed.
When doing all this, the young man did not react at all, and his whole body seemed to be numb, but everyone could see that there must be huge sadness in the young man's heart.
"Who is he to you?" Fu Banxia suddenly asked.
