There's a Madman Sharpening His Knife at Night

At this time, a gust of mountain wind blew away the dark clouds covering the moon, and the bright moonlight shone down.

The man immediately saw that what he was stepping on was a piece of intestine.

Before he could utter an exclamation, his companions beside him shouted.

He hurriedly looked up and saw that there were mutilated corpses everywhere in the village. Various pieces of meat and twisted corpses covered the ground. The land was scarlet and there was almost no place to stay.

After everyone saw clearly the hell-like scene in front of them, a few young people couldn't bear it anymore and vomited while holding on to the cart.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly erupted from the front.

A big hole opened in the wall at the end, and a burly black figure appeared behind, walking towards the crowd step by step.

As the man's footsteps moved, the sound of blood adhering to the soles of his shoes hit everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

The evil aura that rushed toward their faces made everyone's legs and feet weak, and they almost collapsed on the ground.

The black figure stood ten steps in front of everyone, and everyone saw clearly that it was their gang leader who was coming.

At this time, Lu Hu's eyes were blood red, his body was covered in blood, and he was dragging a bald corpse on his hand.

But at this time, Lu Hu's red eyes were fixedly staring at everyone, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and his face showed a look of longing and depression.

A strong murderous intention enveloped everyone, making them tremble all over. They wanted to speak, but their throats seemed to be strangled tightly by a pair of invisible hands, and they couldn't even make a sound.

After three or four breaths.

"Go and search in the front house. There should be a lot of money in such a big stockade! Be careful when searching. There may be martial arts hidden inside. Whoever can find it out will be rewarded!"

Lu Hu's voice was hoarse and trembling. It changed from the loud and clear voice before. He seemed to be trying to restrain something at this time.

Lu Hu's voice suddenly dissipated the killing intent that had been weighing on everyone, making them breathless.

Everyone immediately began to gasp for air, but before they could catch their breath, they lowered their heads, not daring to look at Lu Hu any more, and said in unison: "Yes, Gang Leader!"

Then he suppressed his nausea and drove the car to the cottage room to work, trying to get out of Lu Hu's sight as soon as possible.

Lu Hu threw away the corpse in his hand, leaving all the bandits in the village to die together.

When the leader of the village fled for his life, he saw it in Lu Hu's eyes. After killing all the bandits, Lu Hu immediately chased after him.

The Qing Gong that Lu Hu had practiced hard some time ago was no joke. With the combination of seeing the night as day and the Qing Gong, he soon caught up with the bald man who kept running away.

The fate of being caught up by Lu Hu is also obvious.

Everyone worked very hard, as if this could dispel some of their fear of Lu Hu.

After a while of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, after digging three feet into the ground, two carts were fully loaded.

And one of the gang members who was a thief kept walking around in the largest room, stamping on the ground with his feet, and knocking on the brick walls on the left and right with the back of a knife in his hand.

After hearing a strange sound in his ears, he immediately stopped, his face showed joy, and he began to reach out and groping on the wall.

After a while, he pulled out a loose brick, revealing a palm-sized space inside.

"Gang leader, I found it, I found martial arts!"

The man ran out excitedly, and happened to see Lu Hu pacing in the village, mumbling something.

"As long as you eliminate bad deeds, those who are not sincere and have little doubts, you will not be able to achieve success. If you only eliminate one thing, if you create doubts about the curse, even small crimes and light karma will not be eliminated, let alone serious crimes.

By listening to the Mantra of Compassion and Deliverance, sentient beings in the three evil realms will be freed from the sufferings of the three evil realms; by reciting and upholding the Mantra of Compassion and Deliverance, sentient beings will not fall into the three evil realms."

This was the sutra that Lu Hu was reciting when he heard Master Kongluo deliver salvation in the mountain temple.

After he practiced martial arts, his memory improved greatly, and he remembered it in his mind after hearing it once. At this time, he killed more than 60 people, and he was so excited that he almost couldn't control himself and attacked his own people.

Fortunately, he had finally suppressed the murderous thoughts in his heart by reading Buddhist scriptures and practicing calligraphy to calm his Qi.

At this time, he wanted to imitate Kong Kong's behavior to see if this could calm his state.

As the scriptures were read out, as expected, Lu Hu's restless heart finally calmed down.

In fact, there is nothing mysterious about this. It is just a psychological suggestion, constantly telling himself that he is not killing people, but saving.

And this set of ritual-like behaviors creates a sense of ritual that creates psychological implications that are far stronger than ordinary cues.

This kind of behavior is planting an anchor point in the heart. Over time, as soon as the ritual behavior begins, people's psychology will be immediately affected by the behavior.

After Lu Hu replaced the concept of killing with salvation, his thoughts of killing gradually calmed down as if the firewood had been drained from the bottom of the cauldron.

But this scene seemed extremely strange to the eyes of the gang.

The joy of discovering martial arts suddenly turned stiff on his face.

"Um?"

Lu Hu turned around when he heard the sound, causing the man to scream in fright.

"What do you mean, found martial arts?" Lu Hu's voice had returned to normal at this time.

"Found it. Found it. Gang leader, please take a look!"

Lu Hu took the things from the man's trembling hands, two books in total.

He looked down and saw that the top one was called "Iron Bone Kung Fu" and the one below was "Tiger Sha Fist".

"Tiger Fist!" Lu Hu didn't expect that he would find the advanced technique of Black Tiger Fist, and his eyes lit up.

Although he has now completely blended Black Tiger Fist and Dali Palm to create his own boxing technique.

But it doesn't mean that the Tiger Evil Boxing won't help him. On the contrary, this advanced boxing method has the same source but different methods, and it nourishes his martial arts better than other boxing methods.

Besides, this boxing is also an intermediate martial art, and this alone is already valuable!

As for "Iron Bone Kung Fu", although Lu Hu hadn't read the content yet, he guessed from its name that it should be a horizontal martial arts.

My talent for horizontal training can finally be put to use now.

Lu Hu laughed loudly, extremely happy, and patted the man's shoulder with his big hand, leaving a huge bloody handprint.

"Yes, yes, you have made great achievements this time. What is your name?"

As Lu Hu's big hand patted the man's shoulder, the fear in his heart was also patted away.

"Gang leader, young one, Shi Xiang!"

"Okay, Shi Xiang, good job, I'll give you a big reward when you go back!"

After everyone evacuated the cottage, Lu Hu asked someone to set a fire in the cottage.

Lu Hu killed the people too much, and it was too laborious to dig a hole and bury them as if they were empty, so it was convenient to set them on fire.

Moreover, flames are said to eliminate sins. Under the fire, everything in the world will return to dust, which is also salvation.

In the midst of the fire, Lu Hu led everyone back home with a swaying load.