Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 51 Asking Heaven, Asking Hate

In the sky above Fugui Village, thunder shuttled through the clouds and roared.

Song Ciwan was completely immersed in that unspeakable old event, grief, indignation, pain, resentment, unwillingness... strong emotions clashed in her heart, such old love, who could not hate it?

hatred!hatred!hatred!
Thunder and electricity are angry, and the sky is sad and people cry.

Hu Xing summons ghosts to drink cups and plates, and people feel cold when the mountain charm eats.

There are ghosts and monsters in the world, but it is no wonder that the heavens and the earth produce demon caves.

This full of depression and indignation, how can it be broken?How can it be broken?

There are so many weird things in the world that are actually born by people.When he became weird, he was already possessed by demons. Song Ciwan put himself in the place, as if he was like the person in this story. He was also angry with him, hated what he hated, saw the pain he saw, and fell into the demon he fell into.

This is the danger of the Void Phantom Sword, it hurts when you think about it, and you feel sad when you feel it.

Of course, as the person performing this technique, Song Ciwan still has the home field advantage after all.

The first layer of the Void Illusory Demon Sword is an illusory heart demon. When she started to practice, an illusory heart demon seed will be planted in her Taoist heart. This kind of demon is named after the heart demon and feeds on the heart demon.

If she can defeat the inner demon, the demon seed will grow.The growth of the demon seed can also make her heart pure and pure, and protect the gods.

When one rises, the other disappears, and it also has a restraining effect on inner demons.

Now, in the display of Song Ciwan's Cave Illumination Technique panel, there is a side-to-side technique: Void Magic Sword, the first level of heart magic illusion (proficiency 328/1000).

The proficient demon movement made the demon seeds in Song Ciwan's Niwan Palace grow to the size of a fingernail.

Small but refined, illusory and hazy, it seems to have a sense of clarity.

There is also a slight clear light shining from it, shining between Song Ciwan's spirit, making her even full of indignation and endless anger, but there is still a trace of clarity in the end.

She is not Pang Shougui, nor Pang's wife, nor anyone in this rich village.She is not a ungrateful victim who goes southward, nor does she kill weak human skin and livestock. The evil of others cannot make her punish herself!
Amidst the thunder, the wild boar man with fangs incarnated by the village head of the giant stood up. He raised his head to the sky, covered in gray mist, and the human voice uttered from the head of the beast, with infinite grief and unwillingness in his tone.

He questioned the sky, as if he was questioning the inner demon, and asked Song Ciwan: "Is there anything wrong with me? I pity the weak and cherish the suffering. Is it wrong to help the victims who came from afar?"

There are still thunder and light snakes in the sky, which seem to be responding.

The invisible sword of inner demon pulls between illusion and reality.

Song Ciwan said: "Pity the weak, cherish the suffering, save people in distress, you are not wrong."

The wild boar continued to say: "I go out early and return late, work hard, and never slack off to support my family. I also care about the villagers and try to be fair in handling disputes. Even though I am a small village head, I never favor anyone. I have made mistakes. ?"

Song Ciwan said: "Work hard to support your family and act fairly, you are right."

The wild boar got approval, but became more and more angry: "Then I took in my mother's benefactor, filial piety to the elders, and kindness in every way, is that wrong?"

Song Ciwan said quietly: "Filial piety is the first thing to do, and there is nothing wrong with this."

The wild boar pawed its front hooves, and the pig's head was eager to get out of the gray mist, and its resentment became more and more unbearable: "I am not wrong, then why did God treat me like this? I took them in with good intentions, why did they kill the villagers of my village instead?"

"My little girl, she was... eaten by a pig!" The wild boar howled loudly, and the words gradually became chaotic.

"I don't have a son, but it's not like I can't have another child. I saw someone's grandson was born well, so I just praised him for nothing. I didn't tell him to bully the little girl!"

"My lady, my lady, why are you so impulsive?"

"Mother..."

"God, I have grievances, I don't want to die with peace in my eyes, even if I become a ghost, I will eat those evil people!"

"I'm a ghost, but aren't those things worse than ghosts? What's wrong with my revenge?"

"Why, why was I trapped here in the end, not allowed to survive?"

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

The wild boar howled and moaned, and the thunder snake flew through the sky.The gray dome shrouded this small village lost in the gap between time and space. Looking closely, it looked like a cage!

Song Ciwan suddenly understood at this moment that the villagers in Fugui Village turned into strange creatures after experiencing the tragedy, and instead devoured all the victims who had massacred the village.

And this is not the end, but it is another beginning.

A strange situation is formed, and for the creatures who come here from the outside world, this is a purgatory on earth, a terrifying and hopeless situation.But for the villagers of Fugui Village, this is actually a purgatory cage from which they can never escape?

Therefore, they hate, hate, hate, and only infinite hatred may be able to express their feelings.

"Why?" The wild boar in the form of the village head of the giant was still looking up to the sky and asked, every sound seemed to be a giant hammer, hitting Song Ciwan's heart, "Why? Why did God deceive me? I don't accept it! Kill, kill, kill ... to die, to die!"

He jumped up, with gray smoke billowing from his body.

During the ferocious rolling, it seemed that something even more terrifying was struggling and brewing.

Song Ciwan summoned up the remaining true energy in his dantian, and swayed and dodged with his feet.

The hatred of the village head of the giant still affects her, but her thoughts seem to escape from the turmoil of hatred, as if illuminated by the bright moon, it is as clear as ice.

She spoke very fast, without any confusion, and said one by one: "You have never made a mistake in pitying the poor and suffering, but it is a big mistake to overestimate your own strength. It is a big mistake to alienate relatives and stay close!"

"As the village head, you still insist on luring wolves into the house when you know that the victims of disasters in the Northland continue to flow in and the conflicts between all parties are intensifying all the time. Are you really right?"

"As a father, you keep emphasizing that there is no shortage of food and clothing for your child, but you never pay attention to her real life. She has been bullied and beaten for a long time, and you see her every day, but you don't notice it. Are you right? "

"As a son of man, you only know how to obey your mother, and you think it is filial piety. But you turn a blind eye to your mother's partiality. Is this really kind?"

"Why did you become a ghost after death, and your wife killed several people in a row, and finally committed suicide, but she was not here, and she never turned into a ghost. Have you ever thought about the reason?"

The sentence "Your wife has never turned deceitful" seems to have become a wonderful switch. When the words came out, amidst the gray mist, the head of the giant village head suddenly tilted. He no longer looked up to the sky, but stared at Stare at Song Ciwan.

(End of this chapter)