Otherworldly Merchant

“What choice?” I asked Hatsukichi in a strange way.

“The first option, you turn around now, kill the Yellowshirt Taoist, and destroy these reborn men, along with the village and the mud figure. In this way, the big battle will not start temporarily, so we can buy some time and get some more help from the experts.” Jiang Daqi replied.

When they first thought about it, they said, "This is indeed a time to buy, but then they know that the plan has been defeated, and they will also gather more experts to rush here, which is tantamount to fighting Dragon Springs in advance! And still in this great battle, there's no chance of winning! Losses must also be very heavy. ”

“Also.” I added with some concern: "Now Autumn Feng has some doubts about you, if he learns that you are the one who ruined the plan, then...”

“Don't worry about me. I'm old enough to die. But once the big battle starts, it's a massacre, how can I remain indifferent? ”

“This is not working!” I shook my head resolutely: “What about the second option? ”

Jiang Daqi packed another bag of flues: “The second option is simple: let's kill it in! With the strength of the two of you now, although it is far from being able to deal with Autumn Feng, it should not be difficult to kill some of the hidden masters. And they're all on different levels, not all of them. Once the statues have been destroyed layer by layer, the big battles will also stagnate, and it will take longer to prepare to restart. ”

“Then we have enough time to get rid of the twelve legs out of the line. The autumn wind is no longer strong, and it is not possible to hold each foot at the same time. However, the risk of doing so is enormous! Although he is at the moment beneath the heart of the ninth floor, no one knows if he will kill him halfway, so long as he hits him, there is almost no chance of survival. ”

Jiang Daqi is right. If we hit the fall wind face to face, we don't even have a half chance of winning!

That's two tough choices!

After Jiang Dayi finished speaking, he did not speak any more, so he smoked one cigarette after another.

When I first frowned, I thought for a moment: "Jiulin, let's split up! ”

“Split up? Which way?” I asked somewhat puzzled.

“Turn around and get rid of Taoist Yellow Shirt, then contact Jiangbei Zhangjia to have them mobilize a large number of experts immediately, and..."

“What about you? ”

“I went in and saw how many could be eliminated. ”

“No!” I stopped out loud: "What's the difference between killing yourself and dying? ”

“You have to make a choice as soon as possible, or when the people inside find out, don't say it's too late to destroy the battle, even if you want to escape!” Jiang Daqi cautioned. And he went out, and he said, "I'm going to go out and see if you can decide. ”

At first glance, I bit my teeth and said, “Then kill me! Sooner or later, we're all going to eradicate Longquan Hills. Kill one now, one less later. ”

"" What if the autumn breeze strikes you? "

“Even if you can't touch it now, it's inevitable sooner or later! If he understands that layer of Xuan machine and reaches the level of God, it will be even harder to deal with! And how many more people should be killed if this big battle starts? Why did you and my grandfather and your predecessors vow to protect me just to protect the Zhang family's blood? Just for me, Zhang Jiulin? If I only care about my own life, sit back and watch thousands of innocent people die, even if I live, I will regret it forever. ”

“Jiulin...” Hatsumomo tried to stop me.

I didn't wait for him to say, "Swing your hand.“ You know, I'm the Lord of the Spirit, the Son of Destiny, and I have a more important mission to fulfill. But now I dare not even stand up for the scourge before me, seeing such a tragedy imminent, but choosing to turn around and flee, then what's the point of not completing my mission! What the hell kind of master of all things? ”

“Hatsuki, I have decided to kill into the palace and destroy the Falun Front, even if it is truly killed by the autumn wind, I will die without regret! I think even if Grandpa and the elders were present, they would support me. ”

He opened his mouth for the first time, swallowed back what he was going to say, and then looked at me again as if he didn't know me. He nodded with a very firm nod: "Okay! That's life or death. I'll walk with you. ”

The two of us turned around and walked out the door, and Jiang Daqi still sat there smoking.

When he heard the footsteps, he didn't look back and said, "Decided? ”

“Yes!” I nodded.

“Yes!” Jiang Dayi knocked on his cigarette bag and stood up, but no longer asked me what decision I had made, walking directly behind my back towards the temple.

The bald man and his men, they're all elsewhere.

The black men who had been guarding the door were also poured in blood.

There are still large numbers of 'villagers' gathered in front of the hilltop temple.

The villagers outside the red line were unconscious, as if they were crops, and the villagers inside the red line, although they had regained their consciousness, were already scared, and they stood there still and watched, and the only difference from the villagers who looked like zombies was that they showed a little confusion on their faces, but they could not even see a little fear and panic - they had long been used to it, completely numb.

Fundamentally, they're long gone!

Follow the steps and walk to the front of the temple. Jiang Da fish picked up a small copper gong.

When!

The sound of a bronze gong was heard, and the 'zombies’ outside the red line kept moving forward.

Jiang Daqi threw down the copper gong and turned around and said to me: “The ‘tax collector' inside is the seven-inch Buddha who guards the first basement. He is good at soul-shifting techniques. Similar to what Usurijiang saw, Leung Mingli didn't even have his own soul, hidden in the doll behind him. ”

I nodded a little bit, followed the crowd and slowly walked in.

The space in the temple is small and the light inside is very dim.

There was a broken wooden table in front of it, and the statue behind it had long collapsed, and it was impossible to see what the original offering was.

Each side of the table has a stone toad more than half a metre high, a small child lying on his back in the middle of the bamboo chair, wearing a wide monk robe and a smiling reckless mask. At this time, he is wearing a large teapot, one bite without a bite to drink, and his two little feet are still swinging.

When the crowd came in, he dropped the teapot and jumped off the bamboo chair, pulling out a translucent dagger.

These ‘villagers’ have been here many times and are familiar with the 'tax payment' process.

The first man to come before him knelt down in piety!

The child shot the man in the head, then pulled his back, and he pulled out a soul.

And what's often slightly different is that this soul isn't one, it's like a jumpsuit, and there's another on the back.

In fact, the unconscious soul behind it is the true soul of this body, and he is going to cut that soul off and turn it into a source of motivation for the great battle.

These villagers who think they will live forever are but the means by which they feed their souls!

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