Holy Monk, your benefactor is dead!

Jing Yan held the two children in his arms and walked towards Li Yun. At this moment, he was extremely thankful that he had not hesitated at Li Yun's order before; but he was also extremely shocked, shocked by everything he saw with his eyes. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, how could he believe that someone would cook children? This is like an untouchable rumor in the distant years, but it really appeared in front of Jing Yan's eyes.

At this moment, he has to admire Li Yun's wisdom and his instant insight. If there is no Li Yun today, the distance between the two children will be only a few steps away, and the two children will die tragically in a place where he cannot see. , and he... knows nothing.

Rarely, Li Yun stretched out his hand, and Zijing Yana took over a crying girl. Looking at his thin arms and dirty face, he looked around at his crowd, and said in a cold tone. It was an indescribable anger.

"Tiger poison does not eat its offspring, and you are not as good as an animal."

"Slap...!" In the crowd, a white-haired old man suddenly slapped himself hard, then beat his chest violently, and cried loudly, his voice was hoarse, but he was powerless.

"This old man is guilty! There is... sin!"

"Hmph, what's the use of repenting at this time?" Li Yun sneered and looked at the numb people in front of him, changing their children to eat, their hearts were really terrifying.

"Who wants you to meddle in your own business? Give me back the child. I'll be like a bird out of my mouth." Another middle-aged man with a grumpy face yelled at Li Yun nonchalantly. The child in the arms of the two had a fierce look on their faces.And dozens of people behind him were holding hoes and sticks, all looking at Li Yun with fierce faces.

"What if I don't pay it back?" Li Yun looked at the situation, his mouth hidden under the scarf curled slightly, his eyes glanced at the gloomy Jing Yan beside him, and he didn't let go of the hundreds of refugees in front of him at all. in the eyes.

"No, it's okay, then give us the horse behind you, and it's fair to trade people for horses." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and stiffened his neck, without giving in at all.

"Fair? You are talking about fairness with me right now. In terms of value, my horse is worth a thousand gold, and two children are only a few dozen taels. Even if you count them together, I'm afraid it can't be compared."

"Benefactor, don't do this! Human life is priceless, how can you count it like this." Jing Yan stretched out his hand and pulled Li Yun's sleeve, and whispered, his tone was so low that only Li Yun could hear it.

"Little monk, you are wrong. In the years of war and disaster, family love and heirs, love and morality are nothing but floating clouds. The most important thing is yourself after all. As long as you are alive, you don't care about the wind from south to east." Li Yun turned his head, The pair of eyes are full of irony. For some reason, seeing these refugees seems to arouse negative emotions in my heart, and I can't vomit or feel unhappy.

"This..." Jing Yan was at a loss for words for a moment, but she didn't know what to say.

As for the big man on the opposite side, hearing Li Yun's words, his muddy eyes instantly turned black and bright. He exchanged glances with those behind him, then pushed aside the refugees blocking him, picked up his weapon and rushed towards the carriage. He rushed to the side and shouted: "Brothers, if you rob that horse, we won't have to starve or suffer from cold."

The distance between the two groups of people was not far, and it only took a blink of an eye to rush over. Jing Yan subconsciously dragged Li Yun behind, facing the leading person who came over, and kicked that person's chest , In fact, it is not obvious that Jing Yan used much force, but the man fell back three or four meters with three or four people in an instant, and passed out.

The people who had rushed over froze instantly. They looked at Jing Yan with horror on their faces, and looked at each other tremblingly. The middle-aged man headed by Xia stood there in embarrassment, neither advancing nor retreating.

It's just that no one cared about him at the moment, Jing Yan looked at the three people who had fainted, and was taken aback for a moment, a hint of puzzlement flashed in his eyes, then he rushed over in a hurry, stretched out his hand to check his pulse, his face turned pale, One dead and two wounded.

The people around, seeing Jing Yan's reaction, a bold person stepped forward to test his breath, immediately took a few steps back in shock, and fell to the ground. That was the case, but the man looked at Jing Yan in horror, and shouted: "Dead, really dead, murdered, the monk killed."

The refugees who were silent at first seemed to be fried, and looked at Jing Yan with a look of fear, as if they hadn't remembered at all that just now, they almost cooked a child.

Jing Yan wanted to explain, but he couldn't explain it. He moved a little forward, and the refugees, like frightened fleas, retreated a few steps back, with dirty faces and pairs of lifeless eyes. Looking at Jing Yan in horror, it seemed that as long as Jing Yan made a slight move, they were going to jump up and flee.

This unprecedented sense of powerlessness surged up, making Jing Yan at a loss for a moment.

"Little monk, let's go!" Li Yun came up and gently pulled Jingyan's monk's robe, his eyes swept over everyone, indifferent.He put the children in his arms on the ground, took the children in Jingyan's hands and put them down together, reached out and pushed them on their backs, pushing the two children out: "Go! Go to your family."

Two people ran out of the crowd in a panic, hugged the child into their arms, didn't dare to look at Jing Yan, and ran back to the refugee group without any air.

Li Yun turned around and took two steps, but he didn't see Jing Yan following him, so he simply turned around and grabbed Jing Yan's wrist, dragging him back to the carriage.He raised his head slightly, and told Yuan Wu who was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, "Take out all the biscuits from the carriage."

"Yes...young master." Yuan Wu said sullenly.Poor people must have something to hate. In his opinion, these people are too ignorant of good and evil. Although he felt dissatisfied, he still got into the carriage, took out a clean clothes, and put all the leftover sesame seeds On it, and dragged to the shaft with difficulty.Just when Yuan Wu was about to jump off the carriage, Li Yun stretched out his hand to stop him. He took the package with both hands and took two steps forward, and put it on the ground. The silver is placed on top of the package.Without saying a word, he turned and left.

Everyone got into the car, and the carriage started. Li Yun lifted the curtain of the window, and saw that the refugees were surrounded by packages, and there seemed to be abuse coming, but it was a pity that the carriage was getting farther and farther away, so they couldn't hear it clearly.

Jing Yan looked at his hand silently, then raised his head suddenly, and asked Li Yun with some uncertainty: "Benefactor, little monk just now..."

However, as soon as Jing Yan said it, Li Yun stretched out his hand to block his words: "Little monk, you said that everything has a cause and effect. If that person didn't covet my white horse, why would you make a move, little monk?"

"But the little monk didn't intend to kill him, and the little monk didn't know why, why it happened. Obviously, the little monk used only half of his strength, and I really feel ashamed in my heart." Jing Yan looked depressed, and faced this matter. Li Yun couldn't understand it either, only Jing Yan let it go. Suddenly, the carriage fell into peace again, and Yuan Wen, who was left alone on the ground, gnawed on the biscuits in his hand with great interest.