Chapter 40 Criteria for Killing

It was the Taoist priest who likes to brag, Mao Qiu.

"What's the matter with you?" Hundreds of birds asked.

Mao Qiu came over and circled around the hundred birds arrogantly. Finally, he stopped in front of the hundred birds, looked up and down, and then said slowly, "Kid, where are you from?"

"Hei Lin Hei City." Hundreds of birds said casually. He doesn't want to get into trouble, but trouble always comes to him. Mao Qiu stopped him at this time, and he also felt a little uneasy and said secretly, "Does this guy see my identity? No, with his ability, even if he sees my identity, he will never dare to provoke a ghost refiner. But if he hadn't seen through my identity, what would he want to do?

"Hey hey..." Mao Qiu smiled twice, "Kid, my name is Mao Qiu. I'm a Taoist priest in this town. People who practice pay most attention to good fate and public morality. I don't think you know the way. Why don't I take you around?"

Hundreds of birds did not answer, but turned their eyes to those onlookers, but they all showed a strange look, and a trace of gloating could also be seen in their eyes.

At this time, Bainiao rushed down and understood a little, and said disdainfully, "It turns out that this guy not only likes to brag, but also has a bad heart. Seeing that I am a foreigner and alone, he wants to seek money on me."

"Ky, that's it. I'll lead the way." Mao Qiuyi looked very enthusiastic.

Bainiao shook his head and said lightly, "Thank you for your kindness. Shanshui Town is just a small town. I won't get lost, and there is no good relationship between us. Let's say goodbye." After saying that, he bypassed Mao Qiu's body and walked out unhurryly.

I didn't expect that a boy from a foreign country was so disglapsing. Mao Qiu was suddenly furious and pointed to Bai Niao Chong's back and scolded, "Bad boy, stop me!"

Hundreds of birds rushed back and looked straight at Mao Qiu. But just when everyone thought that the two were going to fight, Bai Niao Chong showed an indifferent smile and said in a lukewarm tone, "You can also see that I'm dressed in coarse linen clothes, and the food I eat is also the cheapest. I don't have anything to get at all. I'm sorry, we still go separately. Let's go.

The sound of everyone laughing. They all know why Mao Qiu bullied this foreign boy, but they didn't expect that although the foreign boy was young, he was very clever. They directly said that he had no oil and water to make money.

The laughter of the crowd made Mao Qiu angry. He rushed forward and pushed the hundred birds fiercely.

The force of this palm is not very strong. Bainiao Chong can completely accept his palm without moving, but he staggered back several steps in the direction of the palm force. Finally, he stopped in front of the door frame without falling down.

Mao Qiu was angry in his heart and laughed, "Hahaha... He's just a tough-mouthed and timid boy. I'm not interested in you now. Get out of here!"

Hundreds of birds smiled faintly, nodded their heads, said nothing, and left the teahouse amid the laughter of the crowd.

"Haha, have you seen it? I hit him, but he even laughed. What a crazy guy. Mao Qiu's voice.

"Mao Taoist priest, that's just a hairy boy. Let him go. You'd better tell us what you found. Did the tomb robber do anything strange?"

"Yes, how can such a fool deserve to be angry? But don't let me bump into him again, otherwise it won't be as easy as it is today. As long as I bump into him again, I will definitely beat him all over the ground!"

"Hahaha..."

The laughter of those tea friends and Mao Qiu can be faintly heard in my ears, which is full of sarcasm and contempt, but there is no feeling of anger in Bai Niaochong's heart. Those laughter and sarcastic words fell in his ears, as if they were someone else, and the laughter seemed to be someone else.

"Bai Niao Chong, that guy is really a unscrupulous villain. Do you want to let go of such a person?" The devil's voice came, and he saw what had just happened. Just when Mao Qiu pushed Bai Niao Chong, he thought that Bai Niao Chong would be furious and taught Mao Qiu a lesson on the spot, but he didn't expect that Bai Niao Chong would leave like this. Moreover, in the face of insults, Bai Niao Chong could actually laugh.

What makes Yan Gui even more incomprehensible is that at that time, the smile on his face was so natural, as if from the bottom of his heart.

"Ghost." Bainiao Chong kept walking through the streets where there were few pedestrians. He said in a low voice, "My ghost world is very empty. It needs a lot of ghosts, but I must have a standard for killing people. If you don't kill, you don't kill if you don't kill, you don't rape. That Mao Qiu is a villain, bullying kindness and deceiving people's money, but it's not enough for me to kill him.

Yan Gui said, "So... are you still going to let him go?"

This time, Bai Niao Chong shook his head, "I won't let him go, but before I kill him, I want to investigate his details, as long as there is a standard that is enough for me to kill him..." A cold light flashed in his eyes, "Then I'm sorry, I'll kill him."

Every ghost refiner wants to kill and harvest life, which is also the only value of the existence of ghost refiners. If the ghost refiner does not kill people, it is not a ghost refiner, but a good refiner. But there must be a standard for killing, and killing innocent people indiscriminately will fall into the devil's way. Such a ghost refiner, in the end, is not divided into people and demons, extremely evil, and will never have a chance to get the way in the process of killing and practice to the top. Bai Niaochong has a thorough view of this principle, so he wants to set his standard of killing. He is not evil, and he is not a traitor.

"Ha ha..." Yan Gui laughed, "You are really a strange guy. Although I am also a ghost refiner, and I used to be a ghost king, I kill as much as I want. I can kill as I want. I have never set such a troublesome standard for you. Just because of what happened just now, that guy offended me like that, and I killed him on the spot. However, since you have labeled yourself for killing, then follow your standards. I'd like to see how much you will practice with such a strict restraint on yourself.

"The realm? I don't know." Hundreds of birds said.

"Bear by the way, I don't understand a little..." Yan Gui said, "What's wrong with your previous smile? I feel that you are very happy that you have been beaten.

"Because... he gave me a reason to kill him. If he didn't push me, I wouldn't investigate him." Hundreds of birds said.

"Hahaha..." Yan Gui also laughed. So that's what it is.

After wandering around the street, Bai Niao Chong quietly came to the location near the Liuhe Teahouse, quietly waiting for the prey. About two hours later, the tea lovers who drank tea in the teahouse left the teahouse one after another. At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker.

Mao Qiu finally came out, hummed a minor tune, and walked down the stream. Hundreds of birds followed from afar.

Out of the town, Mao Qiu walked slowly along a field path. The farmer who worked in the field had already left work and gone home, and there was no one in the field. If he did it at this time, it would not be difficult for Bainiao to rush to kill Mao Qiu. After destroying the corpse, he could do it to the extent that he didn't know, but he didn't do so.

Since you have set a standard for yourself, you should strictly ask yourself to practice killing within its framework.

Any kind of practice is not only the practice of strength and body, but also the practice of experience. The heavenly warriors are like this, and so are the ghost refiners. So are Buddhists and so are Taoists.

Not long after, a dilapidated Taoist temple appeared in sight. The earthen walls and tiles have not been repaired for many years. The gate at the end of the road is also tattered and mottled. There is a field next to the Taoist temple, but there is no crops in it. The weeds grow densely and cover all the soil. The squeaky sound of insects came out of the weeds, which had a different desolate smell.

Mao Qiu opened the door and walked in.

"No wonder this guy wants to cheat on eating and drinking. It turns out that he is so lazy, and the Taoist temple has a field and does not cultivate it. Such a large field, coupled with his craftsmanship of looking at feng shui and choosing tombs, the life will definitely not be so bad." Bai Niao Chong said with some contempt.

Yan Gui said, "There are thousands of types of people in the world, and everyone is different."

Just as the hell was talking, Bai Niao Chong's eyes suddenly moved to the other side of the Taoist temple, but saw a lonely grave with considerable momentum sitting there. From afar, the stone tombstone is ten feet high. The graves are also made of stones, which are very neat. Because of the distance, and the light at night is so dim that I can't see what is written on the tombstone.

Hundreds of birds couldn't talk to the devil, and sneaked over quietly on the weeds. During this period, he became addicted to digging tombs. When he saw this kind of ancient tomb, he would think of Ghost Valley, Ghost Fruit, and what he needed to move into the world of ghost refining.

Soon came to the ancient tomb. Hundreds of birds rushed to carefully identify the words on the tombstone with the brilliance of the stars and moon, and read it softly: "The tomb of Mr. Tian Weng, the breeze on both sleeves, and the beautiful name for thousands of years... Disciple Tang Shunli..."

"I didn't expect there to be such an ancient tomb here." Yan Gui said, "From its appearance, it has a history of at least 200 years."

"Two hundred years of history, that's a hundred years earlier than when you were alive, this old man named Tian Weng, do you know anything?" Hundreds of birds asked casually.

Yan Gui shook his head and said, "I've never been to this place. I've never heard of this old man named Tian Weng, but I think there is something you said you need in this ancient tomb. It's better to break through the tomb and have a look."

"Now is not the time to dig a grave. I came here to kill people." Hundreds of birds turned their eyes to the Taoist temple. Under the cover of the dark curtain, a hazy light can be faintly seen from a window.

"Then you can do your own thing. I'll refresh myself in the life-buying money." Leaving a sentence, the devil turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the arms of the hundred birds. When the birds rush to kill people, he will not stay outside.

Bai Niao rushed to clean up his mind a little. The cat was on his waist, controlled the sound of his footsteps, and quietly sneaked to the Taoist temple.