unfortunate black cat

Chapter 97 "Phase" Born from the Heart
The rain is getting heavier.

Jiang Sheng was not a bloodthirsty soul at all.

But at this moment, in anger and self-blame.

Under the uneasiness of being ashamed.

In the hateful whisper of the fierce spirit.

Jiang Sheng, who had thousands of resentments sealed in his body, finally couldn't contain the killing intent in his heart anymore.

It should be aware of the monstrous hostility of the monster in front of him.

The old abbot took half a step back and shouted at his three disciples.

"Stick to the sacrificial girl, I will activate the Buddha head!"

Hearing the reverberation of the master, the middle-aged monks also knew that there was no way out for anyone now.

Therefore, they all gritted their teeth and blocked themselves in the center of the Buddhist hall, chanting scriptures at the same time, preparing to practice Buddhism.

But they haven't waited for them to complete the spell.

A certain black figure has already approached him.

He lightly rested a celestial cap that was in the way with his hand, and received a knee bump in the air, smashing a big good head into pieces.

Red and white sprayed all over the ground, and the evil face of the cat demon was even more monstrous.

In fact, Jiang Sheng didn't even think about killing him as soon as he came up.

It's a pity that with its current mental state, it is obviously unable to hold back any strength.

As a result, the scenes that spread all over the place are inevitably a bit brutal.

The owl-headed orc with its sharp claws, for a moment, got closer to the old abbot's name for it.

evildoer.

It is true that Jiang Sheng is no longer a creature that can be defined by a single species.

Therefore, whether you call it a monster or call it an evil, it can be understood.

But it couldn't figure it out after all.

How can not understand.

"Hey, what are you afraid of?"

The black cat turned its head to the side, and looked at a certain monk who was still trembling and retreating.

"He died in an instant. Compared with the pain of having his tongue pulled out, and the misfortune that the girl will experience in the future, it's nothing at all, right?"

So, those of you who have done these things, are you actually afraid?

Thinking so, the black cat reached out indifferently, and clamped the neck of the monk in front of him.

Seeing the other party struggling, his facial features distorted.

In the bottom of its heart, a bit of pleasure unexpectedly sprouted for no reason.

It turns out that cruel people like you are actually afraid after all.

"All dharmas are there, and the evil spirits will be scattered!"

The next second, Jiang Sheng was distracted for a moment.

The last monk in the hall has come to his senses.

And prepared all the spells, and shot out at the back of the black cat's head.

However, the weak aura couldn't even break through Yungui's flesh and blood.

But it completely aroused the fierceness of the cat demon.

As a result, Jiang Sheng's mouth slowly opened, and he no longer played with the prey in his hands.

Instead, he smashed the person directly into the floor, dragged the remaining rotten flesh, and rushed towards the stunned monk.

"Roar!"

Together with a growl that no longer looks like a cat.

The monks were knocked into the air, and countless figures jumped under the beams, on the ground, and around them.

The continuous sound of tearing, beating, and screams made the old abbot standing under the Buddha statue's hands break out in a cold sweat.

He knew that he was witnessing a massacre, but he couldn't see the murderer at all.The opponent's movements were so fast that even the sight could not react.And this seems to be the nature of cats.

They like to kill and kill the prey they have captured.

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Feeling the claws, they scratched the flesh in front of them again and again.

Feeling the splash of blood, warm and sticky.

Feel the life passing away bit by bit from the torso of others.

There was a smile on Jiang Sheng's face, and the hatred of the resentful spirit was undoubtedly eroding it.

But at this moment, it doesn't hate this kind of erosion.

Even felt a little relieved.

therefore.

It shattered every bone in the monks and dismantled every inch of muscle in the opponent.

Without restraint, he vented his suppressed emotions on weekdays.

The increasingly terrifying speed was vividly displayed by it.

It could be called a crushing force, and the internal organs were shaken to pieces.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Until a heart that was still beating was trampled to pieces by the demons, turned into a fleshy paste, and fell into the cracked stone slab.

In the Buddhist hall, apart from the decapitated Bodhisattva, there is no place that can be said to be clean.

Blood stained "scars" everywhere.

Since the chaos just now, the old abbot would have been affected and died.But he forcibly opened the magic circle on the Buddha's head, so that he barely saved his life.

"Hu, hu, hu."

Panting in embarrassment, the old monk who had already consumed a lot of spiritual power looked at Jiang Sheng who had finally stopped doing anything, and said tremblingly.

"Sir, have you calmed down?"

Immediately, without waiting for Jiang Sheng to answer, he went on to narrate: "Listen to me, you have conditions, we can sit down and discuss in detail. Now you can't hurt me, and I can't cure you, so let's shake hands and talk about what to do." It has nothing to do with others, I have built a Bodhisattva temple for generations, just to take care of the people here. The dead are gone, why not die forever?"

"Do you know why I'm here?"

Finally, Jiang Sheng shook off the blood drops from his fingertips.

"The poor monk doesn't know."

"I killed three of your disciples, won't you be unwilling?"

"Die for the people, they deserve to die."

"Then why don't you die for the people?"

"The poor monk is dead, who will pray every year?"

"Can these things you do really make them safe for generations?"

"Of course, it's even more than that. Little benefactor Zhuang and his biological mother are selfless and will be guided by my Buddha to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

"is it?"

Jiang Sheng lowered his eyes.

But at this moment, the old monk made a sudden move.

He suddenly yelled out bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and the light of the Buddha beads in his hand flowed, and he approached the cat demon in an instant.

However, just as his face was ferocious, the things in front of him seemed to disappear one after another.

Immediately afterwards, without warning, the bewildered old abbot felt a pain in his chest.

He lowered his head, but what he saw was a bloody hand piercing his chest, holding a lump of rotten meat in his hand.

"What did you dream about?"

Jiang Sheng, who was standing behind him, asked quietly.

There was a clear curiosity in those cat-like pupils.

"Ho."

Your Highness, the old monk spat out a mouthful of blood.

The surroundings are very clean, at least no better than the hell on earth in his "dream".

as far as the eye can see.

There was only a woman who was not breathing, a girl who was unconscious, and three cold corpses.

"You, what did you dream about?"

When he closed his eyes, the old monk heard the black cat's pestering voice again.

"Did the Buddha come to pick you up, or was it unsightly and bloody?"

(End of this chapter)