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The black clouds dispersed, the raindrops became smaller and smaller, and the lightning and thunder gradually disappeared.

Le Jing walked slowly through the streets and alleys. The county town that used to be peaceful, peaceful, and bustling was now only a silence after exhaustion.

The barbarians left an indelible scar on this peaceful town.

Although he tried his best to hurry on, he was still a step late.

It was also thanks to Kunhuo as his protector, otherwise he would not be able to solve the matter so quickly.

The loud cry of a newborn baby came faintly in his ears.

The cycle of life and death, endless life, is nothing more than this.

He has never underestimated the vitality of the human race.

As he walked, he chanted the mantra of rebirth softly to pray for the innocent souls who died in vain.

Although he couldn't see it, he clearly sensed that something was wrapped around her layer by layer, and his body seemed to be much heavier.

This is the karma that entangled him. Sooner or later, he will suffer the consequences and retribution.

Although Le Jing was practicing in the Pure Land Sect, because of his status as a Buddhist, he could learn all the Buddhist scriptures, Buddhist teachings, and even the secrets of the Buddhist sect, so what Le Jing learned in the past ten years was very diverse.

He still remembered a story he had read in a book of the Vajra Sect a few years ago.

The protagonist of the story was the former elder of the Vajra Sect, Zen Master Juewu.

Under Zen Master Juewu's Vajra Pestle, countless corpses of demons, ghosts, and scums fell. Although he was trying to save people, he committed countless killings in his life.

But he was perfect in merit and became a Buddha on the spot.

Because he had the heart of a bodhisattva and did the work of Yama.

He killed people to save people.

He wanted to free the evil people and demons from evil and suffering, eliminate their karma, let them return to reincarnation to wash away their sins, reshape their pure bodies, and ascend to paradise early.

Therefore, the creatures killed by Zen Master Juewu only had gratitude towards Zen Master Juewu, but no resentment. So Zen Master Juewu was not involved in cause and effect, did not create karma, and only had merit.

But Le Jing is not a Zen master.

He also cannot do things with compassion.

Seriously speaking, he does not believe in Buddhism, any religion, the common people, ghosts and gods, but only in himself.

If the fool had not died, he should have been the gentle, kind, compassionate and benevolent Buddhist that the Buddhist sect dreamed of.

Unfortunately, after the fool died, it was Le Jing who survived.

So he knew that his action was to stop killing by killing. No matter how justified the reason was, he was also guilty of killing, and he would definitely be punished in the future and bring bad consequences.

But he didn't care.

He was not afraid of death, so what was the retribution?

The huge black dog walked silently with him.

For the past twelve years, Kunhuo has been practicing with him, and two years ago, he voluntarily became his protector.

From now on, he will guard by his side, subdue demons and monsters, punish evil and promote good, just like the sixteen arhats guarding the Buddha.

The rain stopped, and the sun shrank into the clouds, creating layers of gorgeous clouds. Cool water vapor floated in the air.

Le Jing walked to the city gate and stood still. He opened his eyes briefly and closed them again.

The defenders of Hanyang County fled, and the city gate was wide open. There were messy horse hoof prints and footprints on the path, and several bloody bodies of civilians were lying on the roadside.

Le Jing silently recited another passage of the Rebirth Sutra.

Kun Huo stood quietly beside him. After Le Jing stopped turning the rosary, he tilted his head and asked curiously: "Le Jing, where are we going next?"

The boy closed his eyes and answered: "To find Su Jian."

"Okay!" Kun Huo leaned down happily, "Le Jing, come up quickly."

Le Jing sat sideways on Kun Huo, and the huge black dog jumped lightly and quickly rose into the air, like a heavenly dog ​​in a myth, flying quickly through the sea of ​​clouds.

Kunhuo's eyes curved, and he grinned, "I haven't seen Su Jian for a long time. Le Jing has grown a lot taller now. Su Jian should have grown taller too, right?"

"I think so."

"By the way, where should we go to find Su Jian? Go to Baicheng?"

"No, we agreed to meet in Beihuang City."

Le Jing answered Kunhuo's questions absent-mindedly, thinking about something in his heart.

He killed all the barbarians who came here to rob today, but it was just a temporary solution.

The struggle between the grassland tribes and Daliang is essentially a scramble for survival resources. This move has nothing to do with good or evil, but only with the continuation and development of the race.

Compared to the barren grassland, the fertile plains are naturally more coveted.

Throughout Chinese history, such struggles have been staged in every dynasty. If the Huaxia Dynasty prospers, then the grassland tribes will tuck their tails between their legs and bow their heads. The grassland is the pasture of Huaxia. If the Huaxia Dynasty declines, then the grassland tribes will show their fangs, be ambitious, and intend to replace it. At that time, Huaxia will be the hunting ground of the grassland.

So there must be a war between the grassland tribes and Daliang.

Although Daliang has many people and the grassland tribes have few people, the Qing army entered the pass with only hundreds of thousands of troops, of which only 50,000 to 60,000 are Manchu troops. In the history of Huaxia, there are many wars of "three thousand Yue soldiers can swallow Wu" and "snake swallowing elephant". Even during the Anti-Japanese War, a gun-wielding devil could keep hundreds of civilians.

In the three thousand years of dynasty renewal in China, it is just a response to the saying:

When it prospers, the people suffer, and when it perishes, the people suffer.

Le Jing knows how arrogant his behavior is now.

Trying to fight against the trend of history with one's own strength, what an arrogant and crazy behavior!

It is very likely that he can't change anything.

But since he has come to this world and has superhuman power, it would be too cowardly to give up without even trying. This is also the last wish of a fool.

And... he quite enjoys the feeling of fighting the world alone.

No matter how many years have passed, the blood of a young man flows in his bones. And changing the world is the ultimate romance that belongs only to young people.

Of course, he is alone, and he does not think that he can easily reverse the course of history by himself, so he needs partners and must prepare for the worst.

...

Outside Beihuang City, there are scattered figures, and from a distance, the whole city is shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

Su Jian frowned, thinking of the information he learned along the way, and a little indescribable taste surged in his heart.

Does he hate Daliang?

Of course he hates it.

In recent years, he has often traveled in the mortal world, and his understanding of Daliang's current situation has become deeper and deeper. The more so, the deeper his disgust for Daliang.

In his opinion, Daliang was rotten to the core.

The emperor imposed heavy taxes and was incompetent, officials were corrupt and abused their power, and the people were destitute. In addition, there were years of drought and frequent natural disasters, and the people were hungry and miserable.

Internally, there were sporadic peasant uprisings in various places from time to time, but they were not very powerful and were quickly suppressed by Daliang. Outside, the grassland tribes were eyeing them covetously and making small moves frequently.

At this time, Daliang seemed to be in full bloom, but in fact it was treading on thin ice and was in danger. In Su Jian's opinion, Daliang was able to survive with this tattered body until now, which was already a matter of destiny.

If you want to extend the life of Daliang, which is currently in the wind and rain, only if the emperor dies suddenly, the new monarch is wise and decisive, and with great courage to rectify the administration, assemble the army, and comfort the people, Daliang may really be able to have peace for decades.

Unfortunately, the current emperor is in good health and energetic, and is a long-lived monarch.

So the king lives long, but the country does not.

But even so, Su Jian still can't sit back and watch all this happen.

Although his father had been beheaded and the Su family was sealed, he could still clearly remember his father's handwriting hanging in the study.

"Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, inherit the unique knowledge of the past sages, and open peace for all generations."

This is his father's lifelong ambition.

In a subtle way, it also became his ambition.

"Su Jian! Why are you walking so fast! Wait for me!"

Su Jian was interrupted from his thoughts, sighed helplessly, looked back at the eldest lady who was running towards him angrily, and felt a headache: "I say, eldest lady, why do you always follow me?"

"Who said I followed you!" Lu Qingling snorted coldly, put her hands on her waist and said proudly: "Is this road opened by your family? You can walk but I can't?"

Su Jian had a headache looking at Lu Qingling's arrogant look.

Lu Qingling is the only daughter of his master, Bai Yuan Zhenren. All the teachers and brothers in the sect dote on her, so she has been able to get whatever she wants in the sect since she was a child, and has developed such a spoiled character. Su Jian has always kept a distance from her, but this young lady doesn't know what's wrong with her, she just likes to pester Su Jian.

This time when Su Jian went out, he was pestered by this young lady all the way, and she followed him from Baicheng to Beihuangcheng, which annoyed Su Jian and delayed him a lot of time.

He held out his hand: "Okay, okay, then you go first?"

Lu Qingling pouted, her beautiful eyes glanced at him with affection and resentment, and she muttered softly: "Idiot! I want to go with you!"

But Lu Qingling had already chased here, and it would be a waste of time for him to say more, so he could only helplessly say: "You can go with me, but I have three rules for you."

Lu Qingling's beautiful eyes lit up, and she raised her chin and replied reservedly: "You say."

"First, follow my command in all actions."

"Okay."

"Second, don't act like a big lady."

"Who is acting like a big lady...Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Third, don't be rude to my friends."

"Hmph, I know."

The evil and hoarse voice suddenly sounded from his mind: 'I like you, why don't you understand the situation? '

Su Jian's eyes were cold, and he replied coldly: 'I don't have the time to think about these things now, not to mention what does her liking me have to do with me? ’

The voice teased: ‘You are cold-hearted. ’

Su Jian did not reply.

He did not trust the owner of the voice. Even though he had helped him a lot over the years, he always felt that he had bad intentions.

The voice claimed to be surnamed Yang, and he usually called him Old Yang. Old Yang was a remnant soul that lived in the white jade on his waist and usually sent him messages through his soul.

He did not know the identity of the remnant soul, nor did he know why he lived in the white jade - the remnant soul said that he failed to pass the tribulation, but Su Jian did not believe it.

The only thing Su Jian could be sure of was that the remnant soul was an old monster who had been around for many years, and this old monster had some intentions towards him.

No matter what Old Yang’s purpose was, he would do his best to prevent him from succeeding.

…

As one of the largest inns in Beihuang City, Fugui Inn welcomes guests from all directions and has always been a well-informed place.

Le Jing was wearing a bamboo hat and sitting in a window seat in the lobby on the first floor. He heard several merchants behind him discussing the situation in Hanyang City.

"Thank God for your help. I heard that a Bodhisattva descended from the sky and sent his black dog to eat all the barbarians who attacked the city!"

"Is it true? Will the Bodhisattva really appear?"

"Ah, why would I lie to you? I have relatives in Hanyang City. It is said that they saw with their own eyes that a black dog descended and tore the barbarians in half. Now the bodies of the barbarians are still lying in the city!"

"Yes, I came from Hanyang City. I saw all this with my own eyes!"

"Then what do you think the Bodhisattva looks like?"

"Of course, she has long flowing hair and wears white silk and satin. She is as beautiful as a fairy."

Le Jing closed his eyes and laughed. Unexpectedly, due to rumors, he not only changed his race, but also his gender.

His ears moved slightly, and his consciousness felt Su Jian's breath from afar.

The fool's eyes are not the eyes of cause and effect, but the eyes of fate among the six supernatural powers, so he can see through cause and effect.

However, if fate is used too much, it will cause great trauma to his spirit. So since Le Jing practiced Buddhism, in order to reduce the use of fate, he specially trained himself to act with his eyes closed. Over time, his consciousness became particularly sensitive.

So he could detect that in addition to Su Jian, there was another female Taoist friend who followed Su Jian closely. The two behaved intimately, and it was not a serious relationship between men and women at first glance.

He frowned slightly.

The plan has changed.

The biggest purpose of his meeting with Su Jian this time was to go to the grassland together to find out. It would be best to find the hero who knew the grassland and solve him in the cradle.

But why did Su Jian bring another woman? Could it be one of the harem?

The male owner of the Dian family of the Taoist sect is troublesome. If he had entered Buddhism at the beginning, he would have been accompanied by a green lamp every day, and would have been pure and desireless to study Buddhism, and these things would not have happened.