Difficulty: starting from the sword, halberd and demon

Chapter 309 Mask
Facing Su Huan's real questioning, the girl just lowered her head and sobbed softly in sorrow: "Brother Su, you saved me twice, how could I harm Brother Su? And it's obviously the saint who has been leading us to fight against evil." The witch and those monsters are trying their best to survive in this doomsday, how can you doubt me, Mr. Saintess, Brother Su?"

Su Zhenzhen shook his head: "Don't say that I noticed your lies when we first met, and don't say that there are loopholes in the so-called 'doomsday' in the teachings you have been preaching. Inferring from the situation, you can also find that all the goodness and justice of the church and the saints are nothing but lies woven by you.

"If you simply think that saintesses are good and witches are evil based on the information you provided, and I want to help you get rid of witches, this is probably what you want to see the most, right?

"However, we found the diary of Ghost Liang Feiyu, from which we confirmed that the identity of the witch should be his dead wife Yan Qingcheng, but so far, the facts are only conjectures. The incident was blamed on Yan Qingcheng, who was once known as a witch, and she was persecuted to death.

"When we actually found the so-called witch, we found that it was actually another personality split by the ghost Liang Feiyu due to excessive self-blame. The real Yan Qingcheng had died long before the incident started, and it was her death that caused The fall of the fog and the appearance of monsters.

"At this point, we seem to have ascertained the root cause behind this change in Chunlin's realm, but in fact, as long as we think about it carefully, we can find the inconsistency. It seems that there is still a lack of causal connection. part."

Su Huan's tone was really firm, with the light of wisdom flowing in his eyes: "That is the death of Shan Youyan Qingcheng, why would it lead to the overlap between the world of consciousness in the legend of Chunlin's realm, Wushan and the present world?

"Even if Yan Qingcheng was full of resentment when he died, and the resentment he formed was very powerful, he might still be powerless to influence the relationship between the two worlds."

"You mean—" After Su Huan really reminded, the black-haired swordsman quickly understood the problem.

"That's right, to open the passage between the present world and Mount Wushan, you need to shine the lamp of the past and the eyes of the future. The latter was in Yan Qingcheng's body, so who has the former fallen into after the death of Huangquan Guidance Zhu Youwei? "

Without waiting for everyone to answer, Su Zhenzhen raised the lantern that had been in his hand for a long time: "Although the senior Buddha sword said that this is not the real body of the lamp that illuminates the past, it can illuminate the mist that invaded the world from Mount Wushan, and its effect should be It is so similar that it can be speculated that the lamp that illuminated the past fell into your church, or more precisely, into your hands."

Speaking of this, Su Huan's face became even colder, "What makes me even more terrified is that the ghost of Yan Qingcheng we saw before has no eyes on her face, where did her eyes go?

"The last time I came here, I saw a pair of bloody and tearful eyes on the face of the god statue without facial features. At that time, I thought it was just my illusion, but now, Yan Qingcheng's eyes are afraid. It was also taken away by you.

"Then going forward, Yan Qingcheng's death is definitely not that simple. I am afraid that it is because someone is eyeing her spirit eyes that they will definitely drive her to death. So who is better at inspiring others to extremes?" Emotions, is it more suitable for a saint who manipulates people's hearts?"

Su Huan's voice was getting louder and louder, echoing in the empty chapel, it seemed to be carrying some kind of deeper majesty, which made Yuan'er hold his breath.

"So, the culprit of all these disasters and tragedies is actually you, the so-called saint, and the deeper dark forces that may exist behind you. I'm right! Lady saint!"

After a brief silence, there was light applause in the chapel.

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The one who applauded was the girl with her head bowed in front of Su Zhenzhen. After such a long time, she finally raised her face again.

Although there was no change in her facial features, her demeanor made everyone instantly understand that this woman's previous crying and sadness were all staged, and her real character was not at all similar to that shy and innocent girl.

She is laughing.

"Fragrant White Lotus Su Huan, he is indeed a wise man who is famous for suffering. This incisive analysis made me completely unable to find an excuse to refute it."

The girl raised her right hand, clasped her chin with her thumb and forefinger and gently lifted it upwards. The original face suddenly turned into a mask and fell down, revealing the true face of the saint that Su Huanzhen had seen before.

At the same time, her attire also changed accordingly. The holy white robe wrapped her graceful figure, turning into a collection of all the beauty in the world.

The saint's voice became mellow and ethereal, and every word imprinted into everyone's hearts with wonderful magic power.

"You are all saints who help the world and save the people, and have the world in mind. You have paid too much and sacrificed too much for this difficult situation. In this world, there are countless people with lofty ideals who are shedding blood for peace and prosperity. Looking around, there are still endless careerists. The chaos of war and the flames of war never stop, and the common people are weeping all the time. I am puzzled, what is the reason for this, can you teach me?"

Su Zhenzheng said eloquently: "Didn't you also say that there are always ambitious people who try to control power and seize wealth. They are the ones who drag the world into the flames of war, and our mission is to fight against them, and return the world to a bright future. Peaceful!"

The Buddha's sword clasped his hands together: "The disasters and disasters have never stopped throughout the ages. Recently, there have been the disasters of bloodthirsty people and the invasion of alien demons, but the essence of these disasters is the result of karma created by all living beings. We are doing negative karma for all living beings.”

The black-haired swordsman looked at each other coldly: "Greed, lust, arrogance... The evil of human nature cannot be eliminated, and the interaction between heaven and earth will naturally lead to disasters. Just be ashamed of yourself.”

The saint was silent for a moment, and her eyes were filled with tears: "The chance is really wonderful, and it made me understand the essence of the three religions at the same time, but after listening to it, I fell into even greater sorrow. Could it be that suffering is something I can never get rid of?" Is life destiny?
"The three religions have been handed down since the beginning of the world, leading mankind through countless sufferings, but even you, can't eliminate all disasters and help all beings obtain eternal happiness?"

"Eternal happiness? Maybe you can achieve the so-called 'eternal happiness' by becoming an immortal and ascending to the realm of the six heavens, or becoming a Buddha immediately and heading to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

The black-haired swordsman sneered: "Is there anything eternal in this world? It's just a false illusion."

The saint stared at him, her eyes shone with a strange brilliance, and her voice became extremely deceptive: "If I say, my god can make people obtain eternal happiness?"

(End of this chapter)