A hundred years of Taoism dispersed once, a hundred years of hard practice lost once, and a hundred years of calendar mind destroyed once.

The yellow tiger and wolf cried sadly, and two lines of hot tears flowed out of their eyes. The hot tears fell on the ground and did not seep into the land. They did not freeze into the snow. They were stained with a trace of blood, which turned out to be two drops of blood.

The wind is howling, the cold and cold are biting, and the snowflakes falling all over the sky seem to be crying for the weasel, sad and commemorating for it.

The blood from the weasel's body flowed out and dripped on the snow. The blood dizzled and dyed a large area of ​​snow red, looking like scars on the earth.

It cried for a moment, turned its head and looked at the woodcutter who was donated four or five feet by Liefeng, and watched him get up in a dusty state. His originally kind-hearted eyes were filled with resentment and hatred.

That look was so bone-punching, that look cold and ferocious, that look made the woodcutter stunned, and his whole body shivered. That look was deeply engraved in the woodcutter's mind.

Next, the weasel endured the pain and limped and ran away, leaving behind intermittent blood stains.

After all, it has a hundred years of practice. Now even if the practice of practice is dispersed, its body is very tough. Although the injury is severe, it cannot take its life for the time being.

The woodcutter finally recovered. The weasel's eyes [↓The resentment in the god made him frightened. The woodcutter knew that if the weasel did not die today, it would definitely come to take revenge on itself.

The threat of life made the woodcutter temporarily forget his fear and fear. He ran over and picked up the axe that had fallen on the side stained with the weasel's blood and chased after him along the blood.

But for some reason, after chasing for dozens of meters, a strange wind suddenly hangs around. The strange wind brings up snow and buried all the blood, and no trace of the weasel can be found.

The strange wind came and went quickly. The woodcutter stared blankly at the endless view, as smooth as new snow, at a loss, and felt even more sad and regretful.

He regretted that he had moved for a moment and left such troubles.

All he can do now is to pray that the weasel whose cultivation has been exhausted will not survive, otherwise it will definitely try its best to avenge.

Perhaps it was because there was some mysterious power to maintain the most basic good and evil in the world. In order to fill the stomach, the woodcutter destroyed the weasel's century-long hard work and injured the weasel. When he was about to kill him, the heaven and earth were merciless and saved the weasel's life.

However, the weasel's run was the beginning of the nightmare for generations of the Jin family.

"So this is why the monster and the Jin family have such a grudge..."

Ye Wuque murmured, and after learning about the ins and outs of this hatred, he felt a little nervous. He felt very sympathetic to the weasel's experience, and was a little dissatisfied with the woodcutter, and even disgusted with the evil spirit. He even disliked almost the same.

Later, he saw that the weasel, who had lost a hundred years of cultivation and was injured, was aging rapidly. In less than ten days, he died in the snow and ice. There was only a trace of resentment left. He had this resentment in his heart and tried every means to stay in the sun to take revenge.

It finally turned into a resentful spirit, which harmed the Jin family for generations.

"I'm so unfair to die. Can't I take revenge? Why do you stop me? Why do you come and harm me again? I will obviously be able to fulfill my merits if I swallow this golden blessing again. Why do you stop me?"

A resentful and angry voice came, and the fog rolled in the bamboo forest, condensing a weasel that was not much bigger than a domestic cat.

However, this weasel, whose gray-yellow hair was turned black and brown, and his originally spiritual and intelligent eyes also turned blood-red, with his eyes full of viciousness and turbidity, making people dare not look directly at it.

There was also a deep bone-visible wound on its hind leg. The bones of the hind leg were broken and the blood was left there.

The weasel looked at Ye Wuque with a tight look and looked at him, as if questioning or questioning.

Ye Wuque sighed, feeling heartbroken, it is hard to judge who is right and who is wrong. The weasel has been damaged for a hundred years of hard work, and the Jin family has paid a heavy price for several generations, killing many people.

According to Li Chengye, if it were not for the protection of the ancestors of the Jin family who had great merits, the Jin family might have already lost their descendants, let alone the wealth of these two generations.

Therefore, this monster is also very evil. Although it deserves sympathy, it is not worth forgiven.

"You don't need to say anything more. I sympathize with your experience, but I don't agree with your behavior. Don't want to use this method to confuse my heart. "The 'spoken words' will have no effect on me."

Ye Wuque paused for a moment, frowned and said, "The ancestors of the Jin family harmed your cultivation and your life. This is his fault. I don't know what happened to him in the future. You should have killed your life. But if one person does things and one person is the one who is responsible for it, the culprit who harms your life and Taoism is dead, and then his sins have already dissipated.

Then why do you complain and complain, and you will harm the Jin family for generations and the lives of so many people. Don’t you know when the revenge will be repaid? Don’t you know that you will harm people’s lives and be plagued by karma?

Stop, Buddhism says: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, if you are stubborn, you will only end up being wiped out. Besides, you are still trying to achieve perfect merits when you harm human life, which is ridiculous."

Ye Wuque advised, his eyes sharp and he was ready for a fight.

The reason why the weasel used magic to reproduce the scene at that time without recreating how it harmed people was that it used this painful experience to gain its sympathy.

Because most people have the idea of ​​sympathizing with the weak and preconceived ideas. Once they have sympathy for their hearts, they will become more likely to be confused by their evil words.

Ye Wuque does sympathize with it, but it does not mean that Ye Wuque agrees with its approach. He is determined and will not be easily confused by evil words.

What's more, Zhao Siliang's invitation to the holy words came from outside, and the famous quotes of the holy words reminded him that he would not be confused by the magic of the monsters.

Seeing this, one of the evil spirits in the blood-red eyes became stronger and stronger, and a heavy blood light splashed out.

"Isn't it the law that you humans follow when killing people to pay their lives, owing debts and paying money, and having complaints, and taking revenge with hatred? What's wrong with me complaining? I don't kill enough of my hatred, so I can't let the Jin family lose their children and grandchildren, and I can't say that the Jin family kills all."

The yellow tiger and wolf spoke, sneering, and their voices were as cold as ice, which would last forever.

Ye Wuque knew that the weasel had such a deep resentment that he would not be easily explained by himself and gave up harming Jin Sheng. If he could speak, Zhao Siliang would have awakened the golden words of the holy words that were full of words.

Ye Wuque sighed and said in a deep voice: "If everything you saw me just now is true, I can only ask you, what about your heart toward Tao? At the beginning, you overcame your instincts and only eat morning dew and nectar, where did you go to the belief of nectar?

It is useless to say more. I cannot let you harm my friend's life. If you are willing to return the soul of my friend's soul that has devoured my friend's soul in your dream, I think of you as a hard-working practitioner. I can ask Taoist disciples to help you. If you refuse, we will have to destroy you."
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