Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

The cycle of cause and effect, good and evil will eventually be rewarded...

"How should I put it? I just feel that he has become more humane than before. For the same thing, his attitude towards Aunt Li and Aunt Sun is completely different. You see, only the ground around him and Aunt Li is not moving, but the group of people are busy saving themselves and no one noticed them, and their position is getting closer and closer to us.

I have observed him in previous fights. He was not very ruthless each time, just like he was doing his job. It was just that I was always angry at others hitting me, so I hit them back. But the next day, his strength was even weaker. He smiled at me when he finished his fixed lines and left. When I saw the bloody clothes yesterday, I was so excited that I almost kowtowed. "

Gu Ye did not say that he was scared. The other party's smile to him while limping was more like a provocation. He had always thought so until yesterday when he saw Niu Er's clothes were torn and the bruises on his body made him realize that the other party might be a breakthrough point. The others only had new wounds on their bodies.

"If that's the case, then maybe he really is a breakthrough. They're coming. Brother Wang, don't you go out and clarify things for yourself?"

Lin Yuan felt that this group of people were rotten to the core. They arrogantly thought they were gods of charity, but they were nothing but a group of greedy parasites.

"Brother Wang, you should go there. Your karma is almost there, it would be good to cut it off."

Mo Zhichun yawned and watched the black lines in the air that were pulling on the old Taoist priest and the villagers gradually become thicker. He felt that this group of people was really unreasonable. They wanted to push the blame on others for their own mistakes.

"Okay, I really don't want to see these sick people."

The old Taoist priest turned into a stream of light, rushed into the yard, and stepped on Li Si's head.

"You guys wanted to see me, right? Here I am."

The quagmire stopped wriggling, and the struggling people looked up stiffly at the old Taoist priest with golden light shining on Li Si's head, and the fear in their eyes increased a little more.

"Brother Wang, you really have become a god. I, I, I, Xiao Zhuzi, do you remember me? Back then, A Yao and I were the best of friends."

The old man, with only half of his body left outside, looked up and squinted at the old Taoist priest, introduced himself, and tried to arouse the old Taoist priest's compassion by using his classmate friendship with A Yao.

"Of course I remember. If you hadn't called A Yao to the academy, A Yao wouldn't have died. Do you want to excuse yourself? Do you really want me to reveal other things about you? If you trade your wife and children, won't you have nightmares at night?"

The old Taoist priest looked at the dense black lines on the old man's body. Each black line represented a life. In order to allow his wife and daughter to receive customers, he fed them medicine when they were pregnant and even sold the placenta to wealthy families. He was truly unscrupulous.

"My wife and children, I am God, I tell them to do whatever I want them to do. It was me who carried you here, set up a tablet for you, and burned incense to worship you. Is this how you repay us, your benefactors?"

The old man still refused to give in and didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

"You seem to have misunderstood cause and effect. It's not because you moved me here to burn incense and worship me that I became what I am now. So I don't need to be grateful to you. You brought me here, just as a cover for selling stolen goods, buying and selling women and children, and making money under the table of the altar. You pretended to be a ghost and killed your enemies under the banner of my resurrection. If this goes on, do you want to give me an explanation and explanation?"

The old Taoist priest tore off their hypocritical cloak, saying that Ye Yao's arrival was a miracle and that he was able to survive because of it. Every day there were different women or children under the altar, and the price ranged from five copper coins to one ingot of silver, determined by the seller.

Once, he kidnapped Ye Yao and prepared to sell him to Zhang Lang, but he gradually stopped after Ye Yao gave him a lesson. Ye Yao was also attacked by the plane law because of his intervention in the rescue, and he could only recuperate by sleeping.

"Your village got rich by trafficking in human beings. Just because you haven't been doing your main business for more than ten years doesn't mean no one knows about your deeds. This punishment is not from me. You can only pray for the best. Maybe it's the souls of those who died at your hands who came back to take their lives. Instead of cursing me, you should pray to those souls who died in vain. They are all around you and watching you."

The old Taoist priest watched Niu Er helping Aunt Li into the house, thinking about the new magic he had learned yesterday, and waved his hand, stepped on everyone's heads and walked towards the house, closing the door. The yard fell into darkness, and those transparent and glowing souls surrounded the relatives in various tricky postures, squeezing people into the ground.

"Ah, ah, ghost."

"Mrs. Lin, Chuntao, Liulu, I didn't mean to kill you. You know I have a bad temper and like to throw things. I threw a knife and you didn't dodge. If you die, it's your own business. I have a wife now. I'll give my wife to you. Can you please not drag me down? Or you can let me go. I promise that I will go to your graves and burn incense every year when I go back. Can you please let me go?"

The little pillar who had confessed earlier looked at the souls around him with tears and blood, searched for a few names in his mind and started shouting them out.

"Hehehe, your lover will naturally be a wild pair of mandarin ducks with you. Don't worry, after dealing with you, the next one will be your lover. Look, the son you have always wanted has been waiting for him in the underground for thirty years. Don't you want to come and accompany him?"

Lin Niang reached out and pulled a baby out of her belly and handed it to the old man. The baby seemed to have found a favorite toy. It pulled the old man's beard and tied it to itself, then drilled into the wriggling underground.

The conditions of the others were not very good either. Some were surrounded by a group of babies, with heavy afterbirth entangled around their necks and getting into their mouths, suffocating them to death. Some were surrounded by men, women, old and young, and everything that had happened to them was retaliated for. Some souls stood by in a strange manner, watching the scene of only black bones left due to constant struggle due to fear, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, their souls scattered. Some were eaten and swallowed, and their hearts dug out were also black. All kinds of screams and pleas for mercy gradually dissipated, and the sun fell on the ground again, drying the soft soil. The black color melted, and the white souls dissipated in the air like bubbles, reflecting a small rainbow.

"Sister, I'm back."

Pei Qiubai came back from Xing's house and saw Mo Zhichun standing in the yard waiting for a long time, with countless transparent bubbles floating behind him. He was flustered and ran to the steps to hug Mo Zhichun. Mo Zhichun adjusted the position of his head, listened to the steady and strong heartbeat, and reached out to hug him back, patting his palms intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's okay. I'll see if you dare to act up without me next time."

Mo Zhichun felt that this was the time to defend sovereignty and to teach the man a lesson.

"You won't be in danger as long as they are here."

Pei Qiubai watched the bubbles dissipate in the air before letting her go and holding her hand with their fingers clasped together.

"Then why were you holding so tightly just now? Let go. It's safe now. There's no need to hold hands."

Mo Zhichun looked at the man who said one thing and meant another, shook his clenched hands, and asked for an explanation, making his attitude clear: he would not hold his hand without an explanation.