High-end prehistoric: Kill the time traveler at the beginning

Chapter 159 Da Luo was educated in reverse
"killed?"

The beggar suddenly panicked and subconsciously stood in front of the unconscious two people.

Zhao Wuxia glanced at him: "Your family?"

The beggar nodded and whispered: "My sister."

Zhao Wuxia nodded, stood up and said, "Their bodies have been infected by darkness and will soon turn into monsters that only know how to kill. I can't save them. If we let them go, everyone in this city will be killed."

Or do you have any good ideas to save them? "

When the beggar didn't answer, she continued: "Did you escape from Diguan?"

Not only the beggar blocking her, but also several other people on the side looked up and looked at her in surprise.

They have been here for several months and have never told anyone that they came here as refugees.

They were chased by the monsters who crossed the Imperial Pass. There were thousands of people, but only a few of them escaped.

Zhao Wuxia said calmly: "You also have dark aura in your body, but it's not serious. I can kill them with my heart sword, but I can't do anything about them. You make your own choice. If you let it go, you will become the same in half a month at most. Dark monster.”

Several other beggars immediately panicked. Someone stood up and pulled him, whispering to persuade him.

The general idea is that the two of them are hopeless, and for the sake of everyone and other people in the city, it's better to give up.

They are not related to the mother and son; they are only neighbors in the same village.

The interceptor obviously hesitated. He looked at the two unconscious people, then at Zhao Wuxia, who looked calm, and finally stepped aside silently.

After all, he is an ordinary person, and there is nothing he can do in the face of this situation.

Seeing him dodge, Zhao Wuxia gently held the sword. Just when she was about to draw the sword, a tattered cattail leaf fan blocked her in front of her again.

The shabby monk from before smiled and said: "Female donor, this is your fault. The monk asked you to save people, but he didn't ask you to kill people.

Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, but killing one life will lead to one going to Avici Hell. "

Zhao Wuxia glanced at him and said, "I am a sword cultivator. I only want this life and don't care about the afterlife."

Uh……

The monk's smile froze, which was a bit unexpected, but he reacted very quickly and smiled naturally:

"Female donor, what you said is wrong. If you don't ask about the afterlife, others may not ask about it. These two people are so sick now that they are not even conscious. You haven't asked them, how can you decide their life and death without authorization?"

Zhao Wuxia followed his words and asked, "Do you have a way to save them?"

The broken monk smiled and said: "Buddhism is boundless, and you always have to try it. The monk has a wisdom sword method, which can use wisdom to move the sword and cut all darkness. If the female donor can practice it, she will definitely be able to save their mother and son. The merits are immeasurable."

Hearing this, the man who claimed to be the woman's brother's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhao Wuxia with hope.

He had heard her say there was no way before, but now that the monk said there was a way, he immediately became hopeful again.

Not only him, but also the other beggars' eyes lit up, looking at him expectantly.

If possible, they hope to save the mother and son.

Zhao Wuxia ignored these, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "So, Master can save them?"

The broken monk was at a loss for words. Why didn't this woman follow the routine?

At this time, shouldn't I ask for Huijian's secret method?
Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Wuxia said again: "Monks don't lie."

The monk opened his mouth and was completely speechless.

Zhao Wuxia nodded, turned decisively and walked out of the alley: "In that case, I will leave this place to the master."

She walked decisively, beyond everyone's expectations, and was about to leave the alley in a few steps.

The ragged monk was obviously anxious, and he stopped her in a flash: "Female donor, wait a minute."

Zhao Wuxia stopped and looked at him, wondering: "Master, is there anything else?"

The beggar monk thought for a while and said with a smile: "The female donor is indeed wise, but she is still obsessed with it. I wonder if the female donor is willing to enter my Buddhist door?"

The monk directly extended the invitation.

He roughly understood that Zhao Wuxia's character was the type to be straightforward and say whatever he wanted.When talking to her, it's better to be direct instead of using fancy Zen tactics.

Sure enough, Zhao Wuxia's attitude toward him improved slightly, he shook his head and said with a smile, "Master, I have no connection with Buddhism."

She pointed at the people behind her and said: "Master just said that saving one life is worse than building a seven-level pagoda. In this case, instead of trying to get me into Buddhism, it would be better to save them, which would be considered mercy."

After she finished speaking, she walked out.

After taking two steps, he stopped when he remembered something, turned around and said to him: "Master, Buddhism is compassionate, but treating a few of them is only a small mercy after all.

Recently I heard that foreign invaders are attacking, and the Imperial Pass is in danger. Billions of sentient beings in the nine realms are in danger of being overthrown. Master's Dharma is profound. If you can think of the common people and go to the Imperial Pass to stop the foreigners, it will be a great mercy.

This is the merit of saving all sentient beings and is truly great compassion. I hope Master will consider it. "

After she finished speaking, she performed a Buddhist salute to the other party, then left the alley and headed out of the city without looking back.

The tattered monk watched her leave and did not stop her. Instead, he fanned his tattered fan with a playful smile.

"Haha, monk, I have been playing in the world for so many years, but I was taught a lesson by a female doll."

After laughing twice, he was not annoyed, but recalculated.

The other party's insufferable character will not discourage him. He plays with the world and transforms the world. There is no such thing as a person he has never seen before.

The more this happens, the more it proves that she has wisdom and great talent.

He thought about it for a while, then turned around and looked at the beggars.

Several people looked at him eagerly, and some boldly asked him to save them.

The broken monk smiled and said: "Don't worry, monk, I have always been merciful and will not leave you alone."

As he spoke, he put his hand into his tattered dirty clothes and rubbed it vigorously a few times.

After a moment, he stretched out his hand, and seven black mud pills appeared in his palm, emitting a peculiar smell.

When several beggars saw this, they looked embarrassed and said one after another: "Master, what are you doing?"

The ragged monk smiled and said: "This is a good thing. It's called the Stretching Legs and Staring Eyes Pill. It can cure all kinds of diseases. You all fled from the direction of Diguan. You were injured by the dark aliens and left a dark aura in your body."

If you don't accept it, as the little girl said, within half a month, all of you will turn into dark and ugly monsters.

And after taking this leg-stretching eye-opening pill, you will not only be able to recover as before, but you will also be light and healthy, free from all diseases, and each of you can beg for a job in the city, no longer needing to beg for a living. "

After hearing his boast, several people looked at each other, and one of them suddenly picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Suddenly an indescribable taste spread in his mouth, almost making him spit it out.

But then, a magical scene happened.

He suddenly felt something and quickly rolled up the thin trouser leg on his right side. He saw that his leg was intact and the previously suppurating wound had disappeared.

He was amazing. He even got up and took two steps. He really didn't feel anything at all.

The others were surprised.

They knew that this man's right leg was injured by a dark alien while fleeing, and a piece of flesh was taken away.

Although he later fled to the city, his injuries worsened, with pus and stench, and signs of necrosis.

Unexpectedly, a miracle happened after taking this "leg-stretching and eye-opening pill".

At that moment, they no longer had any doubts, so they all reached out to take one and stuffed it into their mouths.

The person who stopped Zhao Wuxia before took three pills, took one pill himself, then ran to the unconscious mother and son, and gave them two pills with water.

After a while, the mother and son slowly woke up.

When everyone saw this scene, they all felt amazing.

Someone knelt down directly to the Tattered Monk to thank him, only to find that there was no one in his place.

(End of this chapter)