To this day, Wuchen can't forget. At that time, he wanted to go down the mountain to untie the enchantment spell cast by the evil Buddha on outsiders. When he came back again, he saw the jade statue shattered on the ground. Just like back then, he was thinking

Save the common people, but in the end it caused her to die.

The past was like a sharp knife, ruthlessly cutting open his chest.

He showed kindness to everyone in the world, but what he always got in exchange was harm to her. No one was willing to give her any mercy!

How can Wuchen not hate?

He doesn't care what Mingkong and those people do to Bodhi Temple, but they can't touch her, never!

If it weren't for the fact that she once said that she likes her hands to be clean, Wuchen would have saved those people herself.

From now on, no matter how bright and empty the sky tortures those outsiders, Wu Chen will close his eyes and not listen or ask.

He knew in his heart that the person behind him was innocent, but he couldn't help but express his anger.

The original nature of Bodhi is delusion, and the pure mind is in delusion, but it has no three obstacles.

He has long since lost the pure bodhicitta, just like those secular people struggling in the sea of ​​worldly desires, unable to control their delusions, emotions, and desires.

Zhen Shan's eyes flickered and his voice became hoarse, "But because of me?"

Wuchen's eyebrows gently caressed her cheek, and there was only a hint of her beauty in his eyes, "It's the poor monk's own delusion."

Inner demons, inner demons, you can become a demon only if you have a heart. I am willing to be a demon to the world in exchange for a heart that loves you.

"Shanshan, no matter what happens, you will never be wrong. Don't doubt yourself, okay?"

"Wuchen, I..."

Wuchen gently touched her soft lips with his fingers, "If you think you are wrong, then the poor monk is really wrong. You are worthy, and the poor monk is worthy."

Zhen Shan's eyes turned watery as he stared at her and slowly smiled, "Okay."

She wouldn't feel wrong. How could her little monk be wrong?

If it is true, let them be wrong to the end, and no matter what the cost, they will bear it together.

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The four of them, Lin Feng and others, were busy comforting and caring for the eight pregnant female players. They didn't notice the two of them for a moment, let alone hear their whispers.

When they came to their senses and wanted to find her, Zhen Shan happened to walk over. Instead of comforting her softly like Lin Feng and others, she only looked at them calmly, as if no matter how miserable their experiences were, it had nothing to do with her and was so cold-hearted.

It's chilling.

However, the crying of Xiao Mang and the other eight gradually became quieter, and finally turned into sobbing quietly, looking at her carefully and in awe.

No matter in the game world, the so-called moral standards in reality are as if they don't exist at all, or whether Zhen Shan has just unlocked the binding power of the evil Buddha on them, these women have no courage to question her.

What's more, the one year of imprisonment and torture has already made these women frightened. Even if someone beats them now, they will only accept it. How can they have the courage to resist? How sad!

Lin Feng and the others had unbearable expressions in their eyes, but no one questioned Zhen Shan. They were not passionate and naive novices. They understood most that in the game world, the so-called sympathy and pity were useless, and tears could not save them.

.

The only true meaning is to think of ways to stay calm and calm, and to live hard.

Zhen Shanfeng narrowed her eyes slightly, with a hint of cruel coldness, "When you have cried enough, all stand up, think about the events of this year, organize your words, and tell us everything. Or, do you want to continue crying and wait to be beaten?"

Will it be thrown into the coffin again, or will it become an offering on someone else's table in a few days?"

The women's faces were so pale that there was no trace of blood, and their whole bodies were shivering. They also wanted to calm down, but it was so terrible. Those frightening memories were like a sea tide, constantly flooding them, almost suffocating them.

They also wanted to calm down, but they could not restrain themselves from shaking, their bodies were limp and weak, and they were covering their lips and sobbing.

Seeing this, Zhen Shan sighed and said, "That's it."

She looked at Lin Feng and others, "Let's take them back to Bodhi Temple first."

"Bodhi Temple?"

The women raised their heads with horror on their faces, their teeth chattering, and they were obviously very afraid of the Bodhi Temple.

Zhen Shan frowned, "Otherwise you want to go to the Buddha Mother Hall?"

"No! No! We won't go there, wuwu, we won't go there!"

Mentioning the Buddha Mother Hall, the women were greatly stimulated and screamed again and again.

Zhen Shan rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Shut up!"

"Woo!"

The women covered their mouths with sobs and looked at Zhen Shan in horror. They all knelt down, pulled Lin Feng and the others' clothes and kept begging: "Please don't abandon us, don't send us to the Buddha Mother Hall.

They'll eat us!"

Lin Feng and others tried to help them up, but the women were frightened and begged softly.

How on earth did that beast Mingkong torture these women to make them so terrified and terrified.

Wei Lin was afraid that Zhen Shanzhen would be impatient and throw these women down the mountain. She quickly squatted down and explained why the Buddha statues in Bodhi Temple showed such a terrifying look. Now, and they had obtained permission from the master of Bodhi Temple, it was the only safe place there.

place.

"Master?" Xiao Mang asked tremblingly: "Isn't Bodhi Temple the residence of the demon monk?"

Zhen Shan looked at her indifferently, "Until now, you still can't figure out who the demon monk is?"

Xiao Mang winced and said, "Yes, I'm sorry."

Seeing these women's big bellies and panic, Zhen Shan couldn't lose his temper anymore. He waved his hands and said to Lin Feng: "You can speak for yourselves."

She has always been strong-tempered, and what she dislikes the most is the submissive appearance of women. Pretending to be weak is fine, as it is one of the ways a woman can protect herself, but she cannot be truly weak in her bones.

However, Zhen Shan also knows that he cannot use his own standards to measure ordinary people, not to mention that these women are too frightened and it is normal for them to be weak.

It's not realistic to just ask her to patiently comfort them.

It's okay for the Demonic Concubine to kill people and rip out their hearts, but to be a gentle Bodhisattva...unless she's pretending on purpose!

Zhen Shan turned around and walked back to Wuchen, "Let's go back first."
Chapter completed!