Lord God Investigator

Meng Xinghun was hiding on the eaves of the main gate of Xujiabao Fortress, covering his body with a dark cloak, and quietly observing the crowd gathered below.

He was very confused. It was not his idea to ask Old Man Liu to gather the villagers, but Ah Fu taught him to assign Old Man Liu to do it through a thousand miles of messaging.

In addition to the ability to transmit sounds from thousands of miles away, Ah Fu also has the magical power of clairvoyance. Although he was three hundred miles away, he knew everything that happened in front of Meng Xinghun, as if he saw it with his own eyes.

Ah Fu said that it was because the bat armor was equipped with a "walkie-talkie" and "camera", and the sounds and images were relayed to Ah Fu through some "communication base station".

Meng Xinghun guessed that Ah Fu was talking about the names of magic weapons from the immortal family. He had already become accustomed to them and did not go into details. After all, he was an old bat who had cultivated a spirit. It was normal for him to come up with some weird things.

"Ah Fu, why did you ask Old Man Liu to gather the people? The people don't know martial arts, so gathering a large number of people is of no use. If Xu Qingsong had been so cruel and let Baoding suppress it, it would have cost many innocent lives."

A small device next to his ear made Ah Fu's voice: "Master, this scene of people gathering is a teaching aid for the villain to teach the young master, so that the young master can learn a lesson."

"What's the point?"

"Revolution is the inevitable product of the intensification of class contradictions and social contradictions."

Meng Xinghun frowned. He could understand every word of what Ah Fu said, but when they were put together, he didn't know what they meant.

"Master, let me ask you, are the people in this world suffering?"

Meng Xinghun said without thinking: "Bitter!"

He was orphaned at the age of six and struggled to survive as people fled. What kind of tragedy had he not seen? If he hadn't escaped quickly back then, he would have turned into a two-legged sheep and entered the belly of a strong and hungry man.

There were countless orphans who suffered the same fate as him, but only he and his four children, Ye Xiang, Xiao He, and Shi Qun, survived. This was only saved by Gao Boss by selling himself.

If the year of disaster is like this, how good will it be in the year of good harvest?

The government collects taxes, powerful people collect donations, and the martial arts sects near the village also come to share the pie. The disciples of those sects eat meat and practice martial arts all day long, and do not do anything to produce. How can they support themselves?

It's okay to be an ordinary citizen and be bullied. Do you want to resist?

With a sickle and a shovel in hand, how could he fight against the masters of martial arts who were flying high and high, picking up flying swallows with their swords, and cracking boulders with their palms?

The imperial court was ignorant and corrupt officials were rampant, colluding with the powerful martial arts. But even if it was not ignorant, the imperial court was unable to fight against the martial arts.

The high-ranking officials of the imperial court were killed and their whole family was exterminated. However, the chief arrest of the six gates could not find anything. As long as the martial arts people with extraordinary power are more careful, they can kill the whole family without leaving any clues!

How dare the imperial court go against the entire martial arts world?

The best swordsmen can set up competitions on the top of the Forbidden City. The powerful forces in the world can easily control the economic lifeline and make the country as rich as the enemy. The martial arts masters kill people in the street like chickens, and no policeman has the courage to come and arrest them.

The people of the world are like fish and meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others.

This tragic incident at Old Man Liu's house in Xujiabao is just the tip of the iceberg of the miserable lives of countless miserable people in the world, and I'm afraid it won't even rank among the top 100 of the most tragic incidents.

It's a pity that the people are unable to resist, and when people gather together, they just form refugees. Tens of thousands of ordinary people who can't survive want to form a rebel army to grab food. There is no need for the state and county governments to send troops. I'm afraid that a few nearby powerful men and martial arts sects can exterminate them. They will kill all these rebels and take the heads of men, women, old and young to the government to claim credit. .

Ah Fu said: "As expected, the people below will be tortured and killed as you said. Have you seen the look in their eyes? Those eyes are indifferent to life and death. They are numb. There is no joy in life, nor in death." Why are you sad? Living may not be better than death."

Meng Xinghun only felt his heart throbbing as if he had been stabbed by a needle. He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you going to let me just watch them die? To learn your revolutionary principles, does revolution mean to take one's own life?"

Ah Fu's cold voice came from the earphones: "The people below are not revolutionizing. Like you, they don't understand the principles of revolution. They are just a group of suffocated salty people who gathered together with their heads out of the water to breathe. It’s just fish.”

Ah Fu continued: "Have you ever seen the scene of winter fishing? The fisherman dug a big hole in the ice, and many fish came together to gasp for air. As a result, when the net was dropped, they all died and ended up in the pot. The meat is harvested every winter, so the fish don’t know there is a net waiting for them? They really can’t hold it in and would rather die than take a breath before dying.”

Hearing this, Meng Xinghun trembled all over and was filled with anger. He also felt like a fish frozen in the water. There was a breath in his chest, but he didn't know how to release the breath.

He always felt that he was just a miserable little person, living a miserable life without even taking care of himself. How could he care about others? He longed for a free life, but found that life was full of cages. Even if he was separated from Boss Gao, the world was still a bigger cage. Without the world, the world was still a cage.

There is no garden in the world where butterflies can fly freely and enjoy the spring scenery!

"If you don't want to kill, the pain of being forced to kill is nothing!"

Ah Fu's cold voice came from the earphones: "Look at the group of people below, who is not in more pain than you, who is not spending every day in torture, you still have money to get drunk and find women to vent, they are so poor that their pants are wet I can’t put it on anymore, and I have no place to vent, so I’m having a hard time every day!”

Meng Xinghun's face heated up. Ah Fu had revealed all of his secrets. The sadness and emotion he once felt while lying on the big rock were so pointless and embarrassing when he thought about it now.

Luo Feng did not intend to let him go, and continued: "If you don't want to be a killer, you can run away at any time if you have hands and feet. The charming fantasy in your heart is seduced by an old lady and refuses to leave. Can you starve to death just by being a killer?"

"no!"

Meng Xinghun gritted his teeth and retorted: "Boss Gao saved my life..."

"How many people have you killed for her? Each one has a life. How many lives have you given back to her? Even if I throw away beads worth hundreds of thousands of taels of gold, I can't exchange for your life. ? Calculating it this way, your life is really not cheap! Because you have learned the skill of killing people, you can make a lot of money by killing people, so your net worth has increased from half a piece of steamed bun back then to ten thousand gold? "

"Look at the people below! You were one of them back then. You had the money you earned from killing people. After drinking and playing with women for a few years, you forgot your origin. Without the group of people below, you would You are less than six years old. You are really not as tall as your father and mother! After all these years, have you never thought about doing something for the poor people with your own abilities? "

Meng Xinghun was so scolded that he was dripping with cold sweat. He didn't know how to refute. He was so embarrassed that he really wanted to wipe his neck with a sword and simply die.

But he couldn't, at least not now. If he committed suicide like this, the people below who gathered because of him would be innocently killed, and his promise to Old Man Liu to help him avenge would not be fulfilled.

What's more, Ah Fu also told him that if he couldn't find a good doctor after the incident, he would send the dying girl to Arkham Asylum on the top of Mount Huashan. There would be famous doctors there who could save the girl's life and perform "plastic surgeries". ", let the girl regain her appearance.

Meng Xinghun has always believed that living is a kind of responsibility. He has far more responsibilities on his shoulders now than when he was in the cabin, and he cannot just die.

Even if he was teased by Ah Fu, scolded until he broke into a cold sweat, the ugly scars hidden deep in his heart were torn open, and he was in so much pain that he wanted to die, he still had to live.