"No need to trouble you, we will handle it ourselves!"
After that, Zhang Jingqing patted Zhang Zhiwei and said: "Go, dig a hole in this temple and bury the bear, so that it won't leak out and harm others!"
Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"
Speechless, Zhang Zhiwei still said nothing. The golden light turned into energy, dug a big hole, and buried the ghost bear's body in it.
Everyone looked at Zhang Zhiwei in amazement as he used golden light to dig holes, exclaiming that it was incredible, and some even called him a living god or something.
Zhang Zhiwei was not interested in these looks and admirations. He was sending a message to Zhang Jingqing:
"Master, why are you doing this? The spirit of this ghost bear is hidden in the bear's skin. Why don't I just strike it with a thunder? Why bury it?"
"Zhiwei, it's good to live and do things with a conscience. But these four words are easy to say but difficult to do. Zhiwei, let me ask you, are you a principled person? This group of people may have done many evil things, and you want to kill them, but these people have done nothing wrong now, and you have no reason to kill them, so what should you do?" Zhang Jingqing said through the message.
Zhang Zhiwei sent a message: "You want to kill, but there is no reason to kill? Master, if you really want to kill someone, then anything can be a reason. For example, if he walked into the door with his left foot first, will this reason work?"
Zhang Jingqing shouted through the voice: "You say weird things, but if you act recklessly and commit murder like you do, it will only leave gaps in your heart, encourage inner demons, and become a big obstacle on the road to spiritual practice!"
"Then according to Master's advice, how should we deal with it?" Zhang Zhiwei said in a voice message, "Do we have to keep following behind to look for opportunities?"
Zhang Jingqing sent a message: "Let the other party take death in a right way, so that you can live up to your true intentions!"
"There is a right way to die...with no regrets?!"
Zhang Zhiwei thought for a while and said: "How can I live up to my true feelings? Do I have to convince myself? For example, when I kill someone, I think that everyone will die, and some people need a little help. I kill him to help him live less. After decades of detours, it’s a great achievement!”
Zhang Jingqing: "......"
Tianshi suddenly felt very tired.
I really want to split this beast's head open with a thunderbolt.
See what's inside.
"You evil beast, go and meditate, don't talk to me, just watch from the side!" Zhang Jingqing shouted angrily through the voice transmission.
When Zhang Jingqing was teaching his disciples, he always believed in teaching by words and deeds. Now that his words failed, he planned to teach by deeds.
"Got the order!"
Zhang Zhiwei happily retreated to the corner to practice the golden light spell.
He had long wanted to practice. He was not interested in what happened to the villagers. This was all in the context of the times. He, an ordinary person, could not change it even if he knew about it. It would only increase his worries, so he might as well practice.
…
Time passed quickly, and at dawn the next morning, Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei rode away without staying any longer.
In the stone temple, everyone watched Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei go out. With a wave of their hands, two divine white horses appeared out of thin air and rode away. They were shocked beyond measure.
"Look, that horse is just like the real thing, except it's a little too white!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... What an immortal's method. I remember it was said in the storybook that meeting an immortal means you are destined to have an immortal fate, and you will have good luck in the future!"
"Isn't it good luck? If we hadn't met the immortal, we would have been eaten by the bear last night!"
After being shocked for a while, several villagers saw that it was already bright and did not stay any longer. They carried firewood on their backs and walked away through the stagnant water.
Soon, there were only a few people wearing coir raincoats left in the stone temple.
One of them said: "Boss, these people have left, let's go too, and find a place to bury Er Mazi!"
"Where can I bury it? I think this looks good!"
The bearded man pointed to the place in the stone temple where Zhang Zhiwei had buried the bear corpse!
"Boss, what do you mean..."
"What else does it mean?"
The bearded man said: "Dig out that black bear. Even if you can't eat the meat, the skin is still valuable. You can also bury the two pockmarks. You can get more with one stone and it won't be a hassle!"
"Fuck, boss Yingming!"
A few people did what they were told, without hoes or shovels, so they just picked up knives.
The ground of the stone temple was just simple sand. After a while, a large pit was dug out, and black hair was faintly visible at the bottom of the pit.
"Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on..."
A few people dug harder, and the money was so exciting that after a while, the black bear carcass was dug out again.
Several people were operating on the corpse, trying to peel off the skin, but the black bear's skin was rough and the flesh was thick, so even after a long time of effort, the skin could not be cut.
"Damn it, this thing is so thick that it can't be opened!"
"You bastard, don't you know where to start peeling off the wound that the Taoist priest opened?!"
After a while, several big men panted heavily, sat on the ground and beat their waists, complaining:
"Damn it, this skin is so damn hard to peel off! I'm so exhausted."
"No, I've never seen such a difficult skin to peel off. It's even more difficult to get rid of than cowhide!"
"Yes, it is indeed a bear that is about to become a sperm. This skin is like armor. I dare say that this thing will definitely fetch a good price!"
"This black bear's skin is so strong, but it was broken by a punch. How strong is that Taoist priest?"
"Who knows? Fortunately, I didn't do that job last night, otherwise it would have been terrible!"
"By the way, boss, do you know the origin of that Taoist priest?"
The bearded man ignored his men's inquiries. He was holding the bearskin with a look of obsession on his face.
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
The bearded man came back to his senses and showed a strange smile.
The bearded man stood up, shook the bear skin, and did not mind the blood on the skin, put it on himself, and said:
"This bear skin is so warm, strong and comfortable. Do you think I look like the blind bear last night?"
After saying that, he swayed, imitating the posture of a black bear, and walked around the stone temple.
"It doesn't look like that, boss. Black bears usually walk on four legs. Only in emergencies will they stand upright!" A younger brother commented.
"Hehehe...that's right!"
The bearded man's voice was a little hoarse. He bent his hind legs, squatted half-squat, put his hands on the ground, and twisted on the ground to imitate the walking of a black bear.
It was a bit unfamiliar at first, but after crawling for a while, I became more and more proficient. Every time I climbed a few steps, I would shake my head and make a "hohohoho" sound.
"Damn it, boss, it's okay. What you learned looks so similar. If I met it outside, I might think it was a real bear!"
"Boss, before you came out to work in the world, did you work in the circus? Most people can't learn what you do!"
Several younger brothers clapped their hands in amazement.
The bearded man ignored them and continued to move his head and imitate the walking of a bear.
Several people didn't pay attention to this matter. After digging the hole for a long time, they were as tired as dogs. They slumped on the ground to rest and discuss how much the bear skin could be sold for.
