What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method.

"Nima."

"Grass mud horse."

Inside the house, Lin Fan held an ax and struck at Ma Sanbao. Each ax was more sincere and angrier than the last. When he was killing the opponent, he opened the Eye of Merit.

The giant baby Ma Sanbao wearing a bellyband had tears and runny nose all over his face. He was rolling on the spot in pain, wailing and begging for mercy.

The ax penetrated the flesh, and when it was pulled out, blood spattered, and the walls, floor, and clothes were stained with blood.

He never thought he could be so angry.

It was even more ruthless than when he slashed the master.

"Tao... Taoist Master, spare me."

"Shut up, you are not tolerated by God. You rob, you scold, you beat, I can have a good talk with you and reform you, but you should never beat your own mother who loves you to death, God will not accept you, I'll accept you."

Lin Fan angrily dropped several axes, cutting the opponent's remaining arm into several sections.

"Ah, ah..."

Ma Sanbao's breath gradually weakened, and even his screams were as weak as a mosquito.

At this time, Ma Sanbao had been forced into a corner. Lin Fan bent over, like a machine, and fell on the opponent one after another. No matter how bloody and bloody the opponent was, he did not stop.

The world can be chaotic, but morality cannot be lost.

No matter what truth the other party can tell, he will not listen. He only believes in what he sees. Your truth is of no use to me, and my truth is the truth.

【Merit +0.1】

stopped.

He knew that the other party had been physically eliminated by him.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

"God knows that I did the right thing and gave me merit."

Lin Fan held the bloody ax and looked at the corpse. He didn't feel any discomfort after the killing. He squatted down, grabbed the other person's clothes and wiped the ax.

Once, twice, three times.

Can't wipe it clean.

No more wiping.

I looked at the clothes on my body and saw that they were stained with blood. It was a bit intolerable. I needed to wash my clothes. Come to think of it, this was not blood stains, but merit.

When the black clothes are dyed into blood clothes, it may be the time when the merits are completed.

Blow out the oil lamp, the room returns to darkness, close the door and leave, disappearing into the night.

A truly chivalrous person is one who does things without leaving his name behind.

Snap!

The closed door was pushed open again.

After leaving, Lin Fan returned the same way, lit the oil lamp, walked to the corner, picked up the ax and slashed at the dead Ma Sanbao again.

"Grass! Grass! Grass!"

If someone passes by and hears the sound, they will definitely sigh that this family lives a really good life. They spend most of the night chopping pork, and they must want to eat pork dumplings.

…

early morning.

Many people surrounded Ma Sanbao's house.

"Ma Sanbao is dead."

"It's really dead. It's such a miserable death. Butcher Zheng who found the body must know that he was a ruthless pig-killer. His face turned pale with fright. Tell me how miserable it is."

"Ha, beat his mother to death, and then be killed again. It's really a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant."

"Fuck, it's scary. When did such a ferocious guy appear in our Yellow Wolf Town? It seems that we have to keep a low profile these days. Noisy, noisy, noisy, and it's like this after just a disagreement. Who can bear it? ”

The onlookers talked a lot and pointed at it.

Soon, the town government officials came out carrying a shelf. The shelf was covered with cloth, and blood dripped down the gaps in the shelf.

It can be seen from their faces that they were also frightened, and it seemed that some of them had vomited.

A government official looked at the crowd of onlookers, raised his finger and said angrily: "I don't care what your situation is or what you are going to do. If anyone dares to kill someone and cut the body into this state again, I will not let you go." Damn, it’s such an unlucky morning.”

The meaning is clear.

Killing people is your business.

If the corpse is cut into this shape again, it is their yamen's business.

After saying that, a group of government officials left in a hurry, still cursing, bad luck and disgusting.

As the government officials left, the onlookers crowded into the house. They wanted to search for all Ma Sanbao's belongings, but not long after, they heard howling inside the house.

"Damn yamen, your shave is cleaner than what a dog licks."

Everyone likes desperate people.

They like it, and the government officials like it even more.

Such is the world.

in the crowd.

Lin Fan, wearing a Taoist robe, was holding the little rabbit.

"Xiaotu, do the government really don't care about anything?" Lin Fan saw everything happening. He originally thought that the government officials would file a case to find the murderer, but thinking about how Ma Sanbao killed his own mother without incident, it was obvious that he knew what he was doing. .

"I don't care." Xiaotu shook his head and said sadly: "Grandma is dead. Grandma was very kind to us in the past. Although her life was not good, she would sometimes cook cakes for us."

As he spoke, Xiaotu's eyes became a little red.

She didn't feel sad at all about Ma Sanbao's death, and even felt relieved.

Bad guys are just bad guys.

Lin Fan touched Xiaotu's head and said nothing.

"Taoist Priest, who killed the bad guy?" Xiaotu asked.

"I don't know, maybe it's just people who can't see clearly. There are good people and bad people in this world. Although there are more bad people at present, there are always good people. Xiaotu, you must treat your mother well in the future. You can't learn from the Three Treasures of Horses," Lin Fan said.

"Don't worry, Taoist priest, I am the most filial person." Little Rabbit held his little head high and promised confidently.

Lin Fan nodded. The world is a big dyeing vat, and everyone will be dyed. But in his opinion, whether he will be dyed or not depends entirely on his own heart.

"Let's go eat."

Xiaotu's mother, Sister Yang, is recovering well and can get out of bed and walk around. She will get better after a few more days.

…

Huang Mansion.

Dining room.

The maids stood aside respectfully to serve the master and the old lady, but for them, the biggest torture was the stench that filled the entire dining room, which was simply unbearable.

"Mom, drink some porridge, the child cooked it with your own hands." Mr. Huang held the jade bowl and a spoon and blew it, "Our family used to be poor, and mother always gave the best to the child, but now the child is capable. , don’t be reluctant to eat it.”

There was an old woman sitting in a wheelchair next to Mr. Huang. The old woman had weird heavy makeup on her face, which was so thick that it made people feel scared.

Especially those eyes, which had no sparkle and were very dim.

The old lady opened her mouth slightly, and a stench hit her face. Mr. Huang had a gentle smile on his face, nothing strange at all. He fed his mother, and when he saw her drinking porridge, his smile became even brighter.

Ahem...

Hearing the sound of coughing, Mr. Huang looked at a maid. Just one glance made the maid feel cold in her feet as she stood in the ice cellar.

Plop!

"Master, please forgive me." The coughing maid kowtowed and admitted her mistake, looking extremely flustered.

Mr. Huang remained calm and said, "Drag him down and beat him to death with sticks."

"Master, have mercy on me, please have mercy on me."

The sound gradually faded away until it disappeared.

"Mom, drink porridge, and the baby will feed you." Mr. Huang said softly.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler appeared. Seeing that the master was feeding the old lady, he obediently stayed outside and waited. Wouldn't he dare to go in and smell the smell?

It's better to wait outside first.

Mr. Huang naturally saw the other party, but he didn't care and continued to feed his mother. The big things were not as important as the mother's meal.

After a long time.

The maids pushed the wheelchair away.

The man waiting outside walked into the dining room. Even if the old lady left, the smell was still very strong, and I held my breath.

"Master, Ma Sanbao is dead."

"Who? Who is Ma Sanbao?"

"They are the master's private soldiers."

"I don't know."

Mr. Huang frowned and wondered, how could he know the name of the private soldier.

"Sir, it's the gambler Ma Sambo."

"Oh, you're talking about the gambling dog. You should have told me earlier. Who knows the name?" Now he knew who it was. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. "Tell me the specific situation."

The housekeeper told everything he knew, including the fact that Ma Sanbao beat his own mother to death yesterday.

Snap!

"It's a good death. Killing even your own mother is a beast. Even if he doesn't die, if I find out, I have to kill him." Mr. Huang slammed the table angrily, extremely angry, and then changed his tone, "But in the final analysis He is also a private soldier of my Huang family. If someone kills one of my people, he will not give me the honor of the Huang family. You go and investigate and find out who did it. "

"Yes, sir." The butler responded.

"Wait a minute, take a look at the pretty girls in town recently and arrange for one to come over."

"yes?"

The housekeeper looked up at the master in shock, girl... girl?

In the past, she was always a lady, why did she suddenly become a girl?

"Just do it."

"yes."

The housekeeper lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. He knew many things, and he also knew why the master often took concubines, and why those concubines disappeared so quickly that no one knew where they went.

…

Roadside, noodle stall.

"Sir, your beef noodles with chopped green onions are ready."

"Thanks."

Two bowls of fragrant beef noodles, they smell delicious.

"Little Rabbit, eat." Lin Fan smiled when he saw Little Rabbit swallowing his saliva.

"Thank you, Taoist Master."

Xiaotu felt that she was the happiest person now. Happiness came when she met the Taoist Master. Her mother's illness was cured and she could fill her stomach. She didn't know how to repay the Taoist Master, so she could only clean the house for the Taoist Master. .

The big one and the little one were engrossed in eating noodles.

All the noise and noise around them had nothing to do with them at this moment.

After a while, Little Rabbit drank all the soup in the bowl and covered his stomach with satisfaction. He was so full, so full.

On the other hand, Lin Fan still had a lot of noodles in his bowl, so he ate slowly and not in a hurry.

"Do you want more?" Lin Fan said softly.

"No, I'm full."

"Just eat enough."

At this time, an angry shout came.

"Gungun, where is this stinky monk? He's going to die begging for food."

This situation is actually normal in Huanglang Town.

Lin Fan looked around and saw an old monk wearing white robes and shabby cassocks. When the old monk turned around, his expression changed slightly. He could only say...

This is the ugliest old monk he has ever seen.

He is thin and thin, with a white beard hanging down, and his ears are eye-catching, but his face is indescribable. It is unclear whether it is a pustule or a pellet of flesh. Whoever looks at it is afraid.

However, he didn't believe the surface and silently opened the eyes of merit.

In an instant.

I saw that the old monk's face was like a cloud in the morning, so soft and pure, and his eyes were deep and generous, revealing the light of broad wisdom.

There is Buddha light blooming behind it.

This is the true Buddha, the true Buddha in the turbid world.

"Master, Master..." Lin Fan shouted.

The old monk who had failed in alchemy heard the voice and looked towards Lin Fan. His eyes were slightly startled, and then he came over and said, "I have met my fellow Taoist monk."

Lin Fan stood up and saluted, "I am a poor Taoist who has met the Master at the Taoist Temple. Master, please sit down."

"Excuse me."

Guiwu smiled and sat down. He glanced at Lin Fan, then at the little rabbit who seemed to be afraid of him, and apologized: "I am ugly and scared you. I am guilty, guilty."

"No, Master, you must not underestimate yourself. People only look at appearances. In fact, you are the real Buddha in the world. It is a blessing to meet you." Lin Fan believed that the Eye of Merit would never be wrong. The man in front of him was a real master, but he didn't know why he looked like that.

"Amitabha, good, good."

Guiwu didn't expect that this fellow Taoist had such a keen eye.

This world can still be saved.

Lin Fan looked at the little rabbit, "You can't just look at the surface of anything. The heart is the most important. Do you understand?"

"I understand." The little rabbit nodded, and then apologized sincerely: "Master, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be afraid."

"It's okay, it's okay." Guiwu smiled.

But it's better not to smile. This smile is more scary.

Lin Fan knew that the master must be hungry after failing to beg for alms, so he shouted to the stall owner: "Give the master a big bowl of clear soup noodles, no meat, the master is a Buddhist monk, and he avoids meat."

"Okay."

"Master, wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

Gui Wu looked at the stall owner, then at Lin Fan, "Amitabha, thank you for your generosity, but I don't have any dietary restrictions, and I also want to eat chopped green onion beef noodles."

"Ah?"

"Yes."

The tone was very sure.

"Give the master a big bowl of chopped green onion beef noodles, with lots of meat and noodles, the master is a Buddhist monk, and he will accept anything."

"Okay." The stall owner replied.

Gui Wu: "Amitabha."

Lin Fan: "Wulian Tianzun."