Xianzun is pregnant with the devil's cub

"The situation is complicated now, and I have to judge it with extreme heart." Yue Lin unconsciously stroked the hilt of his sword, and said, "If we don't stop them, I'm afraid more people will be killed."

Chu Hanjin frowned: "What is their purpose? To arouse public resentment for blaming and defecting monks?"

Yue Lin raised his restrained eyebrows and said, "Maybe."

Maybe.He wasn't sure either.

Something similar has happened.When Chu Han was in the shelter, Rongku Taoist monk was dissatisfied with foreign monks encroaching on his life, and deliberately took away the offerings in the incense hall, falsely accusing the foreign monks of stealing.At that time, it was very lively, and the person who was framed apologized with his life, and finally got his innocence, but later people still often looked at the thief when they mentioned the foreign monks.

The method is not important, as long as the purpose of discrediting is achieved.

"Originally we were only here to cultivate," Chu Han said as he handed out the teacup, "It seems that we have to stay a few more days to investigate this matter."

New leads came quickly.Just after breakfast, there was movement from the next door.In the landlord's courtyard, which is only separated from the courtyard by a wall, there were people pulling each other, and there was the sound of things falling to the ground.

After a long while, there was a crisp sound of "plop" kneeling on the ground.

"Mom, don't stop me! I must ask the cause and effect today, whether they killed the person, and why dad died!"

In the landlord's yard, the mourning hall was first set up, and there were many people mourning. Among them, a young man wearing a sackcloth knelt down and kowtowed.

"Mom, let me go."

"You let me go! Just treat me like a child and be unfilial!"

"If father's death is not given an explanation, the child will have no face to see his ancestors alive!"

The old aunt secretly wiped her tears and covered his mouth desperately: "Stop it! I told you to stop it!" As she spoke, she kept looking at the door to see if there was a defected monk.

Earlier, some people were dissatisfied and privately talked about the rivers of blood that were killed, but now it can be said that everyone is in danger.

But the young man was not afraid, "Mother, I know you are afraid that these words will be heard by the ears and eyes of the defecting monks, and the child's life will be in danger, but the child refuses to accept, refuses, refuses! What did father do wrong and was killed for no reason? , I can’t even redress my grievances?!”

"Mother! You let me ask! If...if..." He choked up and said, "The child is still dead, it is enough to prove that this group of people are real murderers, lawless, and don't take us ordinary people seriously! They will be punished!"

He slammed his forehead on the slate hard, bleeding out.

Constantly kowtow, mixed with blood and tears.

His father was killed for no reason, which can be called a tragic death.

As a son, if he heard rumors that the defected monk was the murderer, it would be unfilial if he didn't pursue it because he was afraid of losing his life.

It is also cowardly!

but……

If you don't smash your teeth and swallow them in your stomach, how can ordinary people be the opponents of monks?It is very likely that he will follow his father's old path, and it will only add a resentful soul to the road to Huangquan.

The old aunt was crying so hard that she couldn't speak: "Don't go...don't go... something happened to your father, you can't do it again..."

"Mother!" The young man looked firm, "Many people have died in this city, if no one dares to stand up and denounce this kind of behavior loudly, they will only become more lawless and kill more people in the future! My child has made up his mind If you want to question the real culprit, you will not be afraid of death!"

Definitely.

There was secret admiration in the eyes of those who mourned.

The old aunt showed her face, and she held her sleeves and cried loudly. The situation was so miserable that the faces of the bystanders turned from sadness to anger.

half an hour.

A respectable old man walked out with a cane, his voice was slow but forceful: "We are also living beings, so why not let him kill him for no reason!"

"Master Lu, don't hesitate to ask. If they dare to touch your finger, it will prove that they are indeed murderers. At that time, even if we die ten or a hundred, we must make the crimes of these demons public. , drive them out of Wind Willow City!"

Master Lu showed a grateful look: "Thank you everyone."

He stood up and straightened Xiaobu who kowtowed crookedly.

It can be seen that the people in the city are not just waiting to die. When they are treated unfairly and oppressed to the point of being unbearable, they will twist into a rope of unity, resist injustice, and make a sound.

Unknowingly, the son of the first victim, with a resolute character, seems to have become the spiritual leader of this group of victims.

With the determination to die, he kowtowed three times to his mother.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was sad.

Complicated emotions welled up in Chu Hanjin's heart, and at the same time, he felt a little lost, feeling that he seemed to have missed some information.

He went back to the yard, and Yue Lin also closed the door.

"Do you think Young Master Lu will die too?" Chu Hanjin asked while holding on to the chess pieces.

After a short thought, Yue Lin said, "If I was someone who hoped to encounter chaos in Shuicheng, I would kill him. Young Master Lu is the center of the storm. As long as this center is destroyed, things will get out of hand."

"Kill him and completely frame the defecting monk." Chu Han paused for a moment and asked, "Then what will happen next?"

Yue Lin propped his chin with his hand, and after a while, he said in a hesitant tone: "I'm afraid it's an open battle."

Simple deduction: Master Lu was killed, the defecting monk was convicted of killing innocent people indiscriminately, and the people's grievances in the city reached the peak. If they no longer have a good impression of them, they will inevitably fall into the arms of the guarding monks and publicly expel them.

But the defecting cultivator did not kill anyone, and was deeply framed, so he should not be willing to suffer innocent injustice and be kicked out.

Chu Hanjin sorted out the matter several times, and always felt that something was wrong.

"The methods used by guarding monks to kill people are actually not very clever. They are at a disadvantage in the city, which proves that they can't beat the defected monks who have settled in with force and fists alone... The problem is tied here," Chu Hanjin raised his eyes, his eyes darkened. His eyes looked directly at Yue Lin's eyes, "You and I, as outsiders, can still guess the conflict between them, don't they have no idea, and let the guarding monks pour dirty water on themselves?"

The sun falls on the chessboard, Yue Lin hits the next chess piece.

"This is the strange part. The defecting monks are not fools. It is impossible for them to be ignorant of the public opinion of the people in Yushui City. But the strange thing is that so far, they have not taken any self-help measures."

For example, to resolve the raging grievances of the people in the city.

Come to appease the innocent people who died tragically.

Even hunt down the real murderer.

They dormant quietly.

On the one hand, there are ordinary people complaining, and on the other hand, there are "suspected murderers" who have no response.

Chu Han knocked on the chess pieces, switched from his left hand to his right hand, and then from his right hand to his left hand. His fingertips were tucked into the wide sleeves of his robe, and a few inches of white and clean jade fingers protruded.

"Slap".The chess piece fell to the ground.

Chu Hanjin bent down to pick up the chess pieces, and when he straightened his waist, he suddenly asked: "Is there a possibility that the defecting monks are waiting and watching? They know that the guarding monks are deliberately framing, so they simply sit still and wait for the other party to kill more and more until they are innocent. When they are pardoned, they will publish the evidence of their murder and malicious slander at the right time, so that the guarding monks will be ruined and they will never be able to stand up?"

"That's right." Yue Lin finally nodded.

"This is the IQ of a normal person."

This is called tricking.

Also known as borrowing strength to fight strength.

Chu Han's head felt a little sore today.

This trick adopted by the defecting monk can be called vicious.First of all, although Yushui City is located in the frontier desert, where righteous monks and fallen demon monks are mixed together, and the management is deserted, it is still a guard city under the jurisdiction of Rongku Dao in name, and belongs to the area ruled by the righteous way, and the guardian monks are also legitimate parent officer.

Just imagine, if a monk whose duty is to protect the people, but in order to fight for the possession of the city, deliberately kills the people to frame the opponent, how ridiculous and absurd?

Hypocritical on the outside, dirty on the inside, completely different from the propaganda of the righteous way, it makes people disgusting to think about it.

Once it spreads, the reputation of Rongku Dao may be ruined even more.

"Stupid, pretend to be smart." Although Chu Hanjin's words were elegant, he couldn't help sighing at this time.

"Dog eats dog, nothing good," Yue Lin said. "In this struggle between the defecting monks and guarding monks, only the people who are used as chips are the most innocent. Everyone keeps saying that they are protecting them, but if something really happens, they will be the first to take the knife."

The gods fight, and the common people suffer.

Chu Hanjin picked up the saber on the table, his eyes were gloomy: "Let's go, one can be saved."

The person they want to protect now is Young Master Lu in the yard next door.

The dispute is at the center of the storm at the moment.

If Young Master Lu does not die, there is room for things to turn around.

Yue Lin picked up Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu was a little dazed, staring blankly at Yue Lin, as if saying: Dad, where are we going?

Yue Lin scratched the tip of his nose and lazily said, "Eat the banquet."

"..."

Qiuqiu nodded and let out a soft ooh.

They walked to the courtyard next door, and Young Master Lu was surrounded by people and had already returned.He wore a white mourning cloth on his forehead, with the words "revenge and hatred" written on it. At this time, his face was pale, and he knelt in front of his father's coffin.

"Hey! They don't see any visitors at all! No matter how much we knock on the door and make noise outside, we just keep silent and don't answer. This is pretending to be dead and waiting for the limelight to pass!" Someone slapped the table with a fist.

It was consistent with Chu Hanjin's guess.

The defecting monk must play dead.

Yue Lin took a fruit offering from the table for Qiuqiu, put it in his white and tender palm, and walked behind Chu Hanjin: "The guardian cultivator is not so arrogant, and he didn't kill people in public. Came back full tail."

Chu Hanjin lowered his head, seeing Qiuqiu holding the fruit enshrined to the deceased, he felt it was inappropriate at first, but Qiuqiu had already taken a bite and seemed to find it delicious, biting it in small bites, juice overflowed from the corners of his tender lips.

"……"never mind.

As long as the kids are happy.

Chu Hanjin patted his head, cast a reproachful glance at Yuelin, and looked around the mourning hall again.

The wreaths were piled up in the hall, and the paper figurines were arranged left and right, creating a very strange atmosphere.

Young Master Lu was dressed in hemp and filial piety and knelt down to get up.

Needless to say, he must die.

"If the guardian cultivator wants to make the murder a big deal and frame him completely, he will definitely take his life."

Chu Han looked up at the gradually gloomy sky, and it was getting late.

"If it's not day, it's night."