Buddhist master [Quick Transmigration]

Wu Zheng was ignorant of all that his cheap brother had suffered, he carried Murong Bai in his arms and ran all the way, arriving at Yuecheng in the evening.

Just when the sun is setting, the orange-red glow falls from the sky like a waterfall, coating the green mountains and green waters with a layer of gold. From a distance, it looks like a model placed in a palace, not a human world.

A model that slowly melts in the fire.

The terrain of Yuecheng is dangerous, surrounded by mountains on both sides, there are only two doors and one passage, and the one in front of Wu Zheng is still closed at this moment.The flames rose in the city, like a huge furnace, the fuel was the human body, trying to smelt an immortal soul, leaving only a place of coke.

Wu Zheng stopped at the city gate and put Murong Bai down.

Murong Bai said: "Looks like it's still too late."

Wu Zheng reached out his hand to touch the back of Murong Bai's head, pulled out his hairpin, jumped up, and came to the hot city gate, drew a circle at the locked place of the city gate, and chopped wood like There was a round opening in the mud, and the back of the city gate seemed to be piled up with gray stones, which were probably used to block the gate when defending the city.Wu Zheng kept on doing both, grabbed the city gate, and pushed it open against the direction, with a crisp sound, accompanied by the sound of rolling stones, the door of despair that blocked the way of escape was suddenly opened.

At the moment when the city gate was opened, Yuecheng was like an exploded furnace, and cries, pleadings, and cursing poured out of it.

After the door of hope was opened, the carriages carrying people rushed out of it, almost blocking the spacious city gate.They follow the road all the way, and their backs are full of joy of escaping and ascending to heaven.

The ragged civilians had the opportunity to flee only after the carriages were gone. There were quite a few of them, and they also brought their families with them, but they were all lonely ants against the backdrop of the city gate.

Murong Bai was not in a good mood seeing so many miserable people. Standing in the corner, he saw some people were scratched and bleeding, some people were badly burned, and some people were holding coke and crying... All these made him very uncomfortable.

He knew that he caused the rebels to drive straight in, and the people who succeeded him after Shen Fang's death acted cruelly, but even so Murong Bai still made him the marshal of the rebels.

But that doesn't mean he can feel at ease when he encounters all this.

It may be due to the physical defect of dizziness, but he has a strong sense of empathy. He always feels uncomfortable when he sees others suffering. When he sees a beggar, he thinks of his miserable life.

But even so, he wouldn't give these people a copper coin, all soft-heartedness only existed for a second when he glanced away, and when he looked away, he returned to the hard-hearted Prince Bai.

He knows what his goal is.

He absolutely does not change.

Murong Bai looked away, looking for Wu Zheng.After the guy opened the city gate, he went up to the tower to check the situation inside.

Murong Bai knew that he was doomed to return without success.The rebels were well-trained and ruthless. Yuecheng was short of manpower, and now there were not many soldiers staying here. There was probably not a single person on the city wall here.If there is no Wuzheng, maybe the whole city will rise to heaven in the fire.

This kind of cruelty made the rebels invincible in their previous marches, and they hardly encountered any large-scale resistance.

General Liang Junlu of this Yuecheng is actually a good general. He was also a strong general in the north before. Unfortunately, he was at odds with the Sun family, who controlled the northern army's voice, and suffered from a chronic illness. He was transferred back to guard Wangji Even in the heyday of General Liang, he could not win a battle where the enemy and us were dozens of times different.

Murong Bai thought from Liang Junlu's point of view, the only way he could think of to reverse the decline was to use the empty city strategy to lure the rebels into the city and then trigger a landslide, burying the entire rebel army and the entire city residents under the rubble.

But with Liang Junlu's personality, it was impossible for him to do so.

So he was doomed to lose everything.

Murong Bai thought so, and walked towards Wu Zheng.

At this moment, Wu Zheng encountered a rather small problem.

He didn't find anyone on the city wall, and after jumping off the city wall unwillingly, he was surrounded by people in an instant.

They guessed that Wu Zheng was the one who saved them, and seeing him jumping off the city wall several meters high without any injuries, they were all shocked.As soon as the celestial man fell from the sky, the mortals knelt at his feet, smashed their bodies to the ground, and begged the celestial man to save them.

Wuzheng said helplessly: "I will help you, but please leave now, as far away as possible, so as not to hurt innocent people."

Ordinary people say yes, but they just don't want to leave. After a long time of obedience, they finally begged frankly: "Immortal, if you really want to save us, you should kill all the rebels, at least half of them. We don't want to leave home yet, There are also the coffin books we have accumulated for many years, the vines in the yard, and the old man who can’t escape, and we want to go back and see them again.”

Wuzheng was silent, unable to say anything, unable to leave, so he could only comfort him: "The rebels will leave, and you will go home."

Ordinary people ask: "When? Is two hours enough? I won't be able to get up early tomorrow."

Wu Zheng argued that it wasn't that simple, and when he accidentally met people's suspicious eyes, he felt extremely embarrassed.

He is really stupid. Although he has pure love for all human beings, this kind of love can only swell and ferment in his heart, and cannot express it in his mouth to move everyone, so that he is occasionally treated as a cold-blooded and ruthless animal.

It can be seen from this that eloquence is more effective than action. As long as you speak well, there is no embankment that cannot be blocked.

At this time, someone who is good at talking came to the rescue.

When Wu Zheng saw Murong Bai, it was like a Taoist priest seeing Lao Tzu, or a monk seeing Buddha, and he ran to the other side and said, "Xiao Bai..."

Murong Bai said: "At this time, I know I'm Xiaobai? How did you do this? Are you planning to build a sect to fight against me? It's useless. If I say a word, they will stand against me."

Wu Zheng said: "Help!"

Murong Bai glanced at the man kneeling on the ground, he had a jade-like face, he was more like a heavenly man than Wu Zheng, the man kneeling on the ground suddenly changed his mind, thinking that Wu Zheng was just a heavenly soldier, and Murong Bai was the Guanyin Bodhisattva .

Murong Bai leaned down and whispered softly: "Don't worry, I will definitely make an arrangement for you. You will get everything you want, there will be a coffin book and vines, and the old man will come back. We will go to the city Go see the rebels, let them abandon evil and do good, and let you go home. Before that, you might as well go to Dadu, where the food is delicious and the people are kind. The government will definitely compensate you when they hear that you have suffered such a disaster Yes, maybe they will give you a house in Dadu. If you go late, you may not get any benefits."

What he said made everyone's eyes shine, shouting long live, and then scattered like birds and beasts, scrambling to go to Dadu.

Wu Zheng heaved a sigh of relief, grabbed Murong Bai's arm and said, "Xiao Bai, after they know you lied to them, will they come back and beat you?"

Murong Bai said: "When they come back, my great cause has been accomplished, and whoever hits me will be beheaded."

Wu Zheng: "..."

Murong Bai smiled and said, "Just kidding. I just think this is more efficient."

Wu Zheng was silent for a while, pointed to the burning city and asked, "Is this your efficiency?"

Murong Bai looked along his fingers, the corners of his lips slightly raised in front of the flame, the shadow of the flame danced coldly on his flawless skin.

He said: "If I were you, Wu Zheng, I would hurry up and rescue the seriously injured in the city."

Murong Bai spoke sarcastically, but Wu Zheng listened seriously.He nodded solemnly, grabbed Murong Bai's waist and was about to take him away.

He originally wanted Murong Bai to come here to see the real battlefield, and it would be best to change his mind because of this, but the previous idea was not important before the burning city, and now Wuzheng only hopes to save one or the other.

Before leaving, he suddenly thought of something, took out a short knife he found somewhere and handed it to Murong Bai, and said to him: "Xiao Bai, I have one thing to ask you."

Murong Bai took the dagger and said: "You want me to kill the seriously injured when he is powerless, don't you?"

Wuzheng nodded.

Seeing his innocent and harmless appearance, Murong Bai became more and more fascinated.

If the other party can use it for oneself, how good would it be?

He smiled slightly, and put away the dagger as a promise.Wu Zheng happily thanked them, and the two climbed over the city wall and went into the city together.

The author has something to say: Raiding Xiaobai is simply an indisputable passive skill, without any challenge at all.