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Chapter 461 Gatling

"If you want to survive, you need to save yourself."

"There were originally more than two thousand of you. At that time, why not occupy a hilltop in the Roaring Tiger Mountain Forest and still survive!" Tang Yan said: "You still have five hundred people, why not hide in the mountains together and rob houses. Although you can't survive. How many people can live a part of it!”

"But Mr. Holy Monk, if you become a bandit, you will be beheaded!" said a monk.

"Is your current situation any different from beheading? There are only 500 people left out of 2,000, 600 to 700 will die of illness, and 600 to 700 will commit suicide." Tang Yan added.

"It's easy for the holy monk to say it! The bandits will go to hell when they die! We all suffered before we were alive, do we still have to go to hell after death?" Another monk said.

"Hey, you want to be happy in life and not go to hell after death! When you encounter difficulties, you just want to wait for others to save you! Difficulties are difficult!" Tang Yan shook his head and said: "Why not enter reincarnation early? Start a new life?"

He felt that the thinking of these monks was really strange. They neither wanted to fight nor resist, they just wanted to lie down.

"My disciple can save you today. If someday in the future, another Taoist deceives the monarch, and you will be demoted as slaves again? Can you just wait to die?" Tang Yan asked in return.

"To be honest, if it weren't for Liu Ding Liujia and Protector Jialan protecting us, we would have died long ago! In fact, we don't want to live!" The monk who just spoke said: "I heard that the sins suffered in this life are... It is to pay for the sins of the previous life. I think we committed many sins in the previous life! This is why we suffer in this life."

After hearing what Tang Yan said, all the monks understood what Tang Yan meant.

"Then do you want to die or live?" Tang Yan looked at the tear-stained monk and sighed in his heart: "If you guys die, I will ask my apprentice to give you a ride. If you want to live, I, you I’ll give you a Gatling.”

"It's a gun, it's a weapon, it's something that can help you survive and seek justice!" Tang Yan said.

In the face of pain and suffering, death is a luxury.

He was angry at the people who protected the lives of these 500 people, and used these people as a moral abduction. He was also angry with these monks, angry with them for not fighting, and just wanted to die!
I thought that when he was angry, he could go to Lingxiao Palace to find an explanation. If he is really a monk, following the so-called "cultivation" step by step to become a Bodhisattva, saying "every drink and every peck, could it be destiny"?
So he is still him?

"What is Gatling?" asked the monk who was crying just now.

The monkey was also at a loss. He had killed countless people in his life, but no one had ever held his thigh and begged him to kill him.

But what should he do? He could save these monks for a while, but he could not save these monks for a lifetime.

How did he know that people will collapse under pain!

In the eyes of the big shots, it is not important at all, neither life nor death!
Who cares what they think?
There is no freedom in life or death, they are a group of tool people!
"That's unreasonable!" The monkey was furious.

They can choose to die and end this life of nightmare.

"But I can't die even if I want to! I just hate that I am too slow to seek death. I beg the Great Sage for mercy and let me die!" He said while hugging the monkey's thigh.

Then he is still the Monkey King?
How incredibly irritating!

"Death! I choose to die! I can't bear it anymore!" A monk burst into tears, opened his clothes, and revealed scars all over his body. He said, "I work from day to night every day and suffer severe beatings. Every day I have to Brown rice has to be cold at night.”

He could see clearly, were these five hundred monks important?

"Please the Great Sage, please save us! If you can't save us, just let us choose to die on our own!" the monk cried.

They can choose to live and take up arms to fight for their right to survive.

"Wukong, if you can't bear it, let me be your master." Tang Yan said.

"Master, Wutian can also do it for you." Sha Wutian, who was silent at the side, suddenly said.

Pig Gohan watched all this quietly, he couldn't quite understand. In essence, he is a greedy, lustful, and somewhat selfish mortal. He has never experienced hardship or despair. He didn't quite understand why these monks wanted to live or die. As long as you're alive, have food to eat, and have a wife, wouldn't it be fine?

The monkey looked at the monk holding his thigh and said, "Have you really thought about it? Do you really want to die? Why not accept Gatling and live on!"

"I've thought about it! I've thought about it!" The monk said with tears, "I'm afraid of hell, and I'm afraid of pain! How can I suffer while alive and suffer after death!"

"I beg the Great Sage to focus on this so that I don't feel the pain!"

"Okay, okay!" the monkey said, and patted the monk's forehead gently. The monk was stunned and fell down like mud.

he died.

He finally got his wish and died.

"Grandpa Great Sage, I want to die too! I want to die too!" Another monk said holding the monkey's thigh.

The monkey glanced at him, and his eyes were full of hopelessness.

So, the monkey gently touched his forehead.

"I want it too! Great Sage Grandpa, I want it too!" Then another monk hugged the monkey's thigh.

"I want to die too! I want to die too!"

"I also……"

Seeing that the monk in front was dead, another monk immediately shouted. So Tang Yan asked Zhu Wuhan and Sha Wutian to maintain order so that the monks could line up to die.

When the two Taoist supervisors saw the monk seeking death from the monkey, they were frightened and thought the monkey had cast some evil spell, so they quickly went to report it to their master.

The more the monkey kills, the more absurd it becomes, and the more it kills, the more it feels like it can't stop crying. Except for the five hundred years he spent under the Five Elements Mountain, he had never experienced any battles, big or small, that he would remember so hard this time.

People lined up to beg him to kill him.

Are they crazy?

No, they are sober.

"What about you!" The monkey stood in the mountain of corpses, looking at the more than twenty monks left, and said, "Are you willing to live?"

"Thank you, Great Sage, for your mercy! Great Sage, they are not worth shedding tears for!" There was a monk among them who stood very straight even though he was skinny.

"We have figured it out! Everyone has to rely on themselves. In order to survive, we beg the holy monk to give Gatling!" the monk said again.

"Okay, okay! What a monk." The monkey couldn't help laughing when he saw that the monk's appearance looked a bit like what he looked like back then.

"This is not a reward!" Tang Yan took out a handful of Gatling from the bag and hung it on the monk.

Gatling also weighed more than ten kilograms. The monk's thin body felt a little pressure. He heard Tang Yan say again: "I am willing to give Gatling to everyone who wants to survive, but some people are unwilling to accept it." !”

"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, with six pure depleted uranium bullets, one breath of 3,600 revolutions, saves the world with great compassion!" The monk felt a scripture from above Gatling.

"From today on, my dharma name will be Mara!"

(End of this chapter)