Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

The other paihuazi looked at this scene with horror on their faces.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the sleeping Taoist priest suddenly jumped up, broke the neck of his companion, and stuffed it out in such a grandiose manner.

How can this be a Taoist priest?

The executioner at Qiu Zhan Execution Ground wasn't so ruthless, was he?

"The idea is sticky, run, run!"

The few people dared not stay any longer, and ran towards the third-class carriage.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't chase, but turned to look at Master Zhang Jingqing.

Zhang Jingqing also looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

After a while, Zhang Jingqing sighed: "Sin, after talking so much, you still chose the second option!"

Zhang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said: "Master, I thought about it for a long time, and finally chose to follow my heart!"

Zhang Zhiwei has been thinking all day long.

He kept recalling in his mind what he swore to his master Zhang Jingqing the day before yesterday—the road he wants to walk is not easy to walk, this is not the road he wants to walk, and the person who wants to be is hard to do, this is not the person who wants to be.

Now, at the level of Heart Ape, he doesn't really want to be a walker, and he doesn't want to smooth his edges and corners.

In his opinion, the essence of the so-called ape heart refers to the combination of one's hostility, vigor, viciousness, viciousness, vigor, and arrogance.

Among them, many of them are bad negative emotions, which are stumbling blocks on the road of cultivation, just like the three corpses of the Three Demons. After they are cut off, the future will be much smoother.

But aren’t these what make up a human being? Besides, there are some positive emotions in Xin Yuan. If all the edges and corners are smoothed and rounded, doesn't it mean that he has lost his true colors?

After thinking for a long time, he finally chose to open the pill furnace and release Xin Yuan.

He doesn't want to be a bullshit walker.

He wants to be Monkey King!

If a monkey wants to be a walker, he has hit a wall, is stronger than a human, has been suppressed for five hundred years, and has been forced to do nothing. Otherwise, he is full and wants to become a walker.

But who forced Zhang Zhiwei?

Who can suppress Zhang Zhiwei?

That being the case, why bother to become a walker and make yourself "round"?

Therefore, in the face of these flamboyants, he didn't restrain himself or restrain himself at all. He directly chose to follow his heart and resorted to thunderous methods.

Moreover, in Zhang Zhiwei's view, this is not too much, human traffickers, be damned!

It is already a gift from God that I can give them a happy time!

"As a master, I am just a guide. The road is always under your feet. Since you have made your own choice, you will not force it as a teacher."

"But Zhiwei, please remember that no longer suppressing the ape does not mean complete indulgence. You must abide by your own heart. To borrow a sentence from the Confucian sage Wang Yangming, you must have the heart of a bodhisattva and the means of a diamond."

"Saving people just now is the heart of a Bodhisattva. Now, you should show your diamond skills and get rid of those pickled things cleanly!"

Zhang Jingqing said in a deep voice.

For Zhang Zhiwei to make this choice, Zhang Jingqing had already expected it.

After all, what is achieved on paper is always superficial, and I know that this matter must be done.

Release Xin Yuan, and then be crushed by Wuzhishan, isn't it also a part of smoothing Xin Yuan?

I just don't know, who can be the Tathagata Buddha of my disciple, Wuzhishan?

"Yes, Master!"

Zhang Zhiwei turned around and walked towards the third-class carriage.

In fact, with Zhang Zhiwei's cultivation base, he could wipe out those flamboyants in just a moment.

The reason why only one person was killed and several people were let go was purely for the sake of finding out.

After all, this kind of organization often acts in groups, with big fish behind them.

In the narrow aisle of the train, a few paihuazi ran desperately, looking back while fleeing, and seeing Zhang Zhiwei chasing him, they were immediately terrified.

"Then...that ghost-like bull-nosed heel...followed me!"

"Hurry... run, this bull-nosed man is too ruthless, it will be a disaster if he is caught!"

"Hurry up, go to the third-class compartment, there are many people there, get rid of this bull nose!"

A few paihuazi ran to the third-class carriage, rolling and crawling.

Zhang Zhiwei was expressionless, and gave them a "safe" distance, followed unhurriedly, and also came to the third-class carriage.

There was a noise that could not be suppressed by the collision of railroad tracks.

Even in the middle of the night, the third-class carriages were very noisy. The cries of children, the scolding of women, and the shouting of men were as loud as boiling a pot of hot water.

The congested carriage almost made people breathless, all kinds of strange and pungent smells mixed together, there was a feeling of stepping into a stinky ditch, compared with the second-class carriage, it was simply the difference between heaven and hell.

Several paihuazi violently pushed away the pedestrians in the aisle and ran towards the front of the car.

Zhang Zhiwei still followed unhurriedly.

But the strange thing is that the crowded train aisle seemed like nothing to Zhang Zhiwei. Those people who were crowded in the aisle were pushed to the sides by a strange force as soon as they touched him.

Zhang Zhiwei followed several people through the third-class carriage calmly all the way, and then went through two more doors, and came to the carriage closest to the locomotive.

As soon as I entered, I was greeted by a pungent smell of burning coal.

This carriage has no seats and is piled with coal, which is the "fuel tank" of the train.

At this moment, in the "fuel tank", there were a dozen or so people standing in a row, all of them were dressed in rags, and at a glance, it was hard to tell whether they were people or ghosts.

And in the corner of the carriage, there were a few black children stained with soot, crowded there like livestock. These children were big and small, but all of them had dull faces, as if they had lost their minds.

At the farthest corner, there was a black jar covered with weird yellow symbols. Next to the jar, there was a child who had been mutilated by Cai Sheng.

The child's limbs were gone, his face was dull, his eyes were crooked and his mouth slanted, and he was lying on the ground black and wriggling. If you didn't look carefully, you might think it was a seal.

Zhang Zhiwei only took one look, and a rush of blood rushed straight to the top of his skull.

Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads, but harvesting and cutting off really made him angry.

These human traffickers are even more hated than the previous bandits.

"Brother, it's this bull-nosed man who killed one of our brothers with a single shot..."

The few people who had fled just now walked up to a beggar with disheveled hair, out of breath, and reported the situation emphatically.

After listening to his subordinate's report, the beggar with disheveled hair raised his head, showing a sullen face, and said with a sinister smile:

"Where are you wild Taoist priests? When you're away from home, you need to focus on recruiting. You know who you should mess with. Today, I will let you know what will happen to my Cao Gang!"

"That's right, boss, catch him and send this bull nose into the boiler as fuel!"

"Isn't it too cheap to kill the Taoist priest directly? The person who killed us must pay the price. He simply peeled his skin, cut off his arms, and sewed his legs together to make a human snake. Then pull it out every day, treat it as a cash cow, and treat it as a debt repayment!"