Not only Mawang, but also his wife held the child and ran out in a hurry.
I sat at the table, motionless, but beads of sweat began to form on my forehead, tinged with suspicion.
Even though I only said one sentence, I was still... involved in it because of that?
It was a coincidence of fate, or predetermined by fate? I and the Lu family will have to deal with each other endlessly?
Or is this the beginning of a bitter thing itself?
The people of this village believe that the Sangba family is a cancer, that they will eventually do something even more terrifying and harm even more people.
Although, they are the weapons of the Lu family, existing to be used.
But does this itself just presuppose that the Lu family will use them to do something, simply because my appearance has prompted this thing to happen earlier?
In the past, I would have found my mind strained, but after battling wits with the gentlemen, it would be easy to see through the current situation.
The Lu family doesn't know who I am for now, as this Buddhist robe not only hides the aura but also covers most of the face. Even if we step back another 10,000 steps, the last time I went to the Lu family, I didn't have much contact with anyone. They are not very familiar with me.
My idea is probably right, ten to one. The Sangba family is already a pawn. The Lu family had something to do anyway, and their lives are in the palm of their hands. It won't be because of me that something new happens! It's just that the Lu family fears exposure, so they've brought things forward!
After sorting everything out, my breathing has calmed down and become steady.
I stood up and didn't immediately leave the yard. I found Mawang and his wife's room and found the cosmetics on the vanity. I applied it on some key positions on my face. These are not the things used by "laohu" to put people in the coffin, and the effect of changing my appearance is not as strong as that. However, since my face was already covered by half, for those who are not familiar with me, it is enough.
After that, I left Mawang's house and walked in the direction of leaving the village.
It took about 10 minutes for me to see the crowd outside the village gate and the shimmering water surface under the early morning sunlight.
The river and grasslands merged together, and the edge was completely invisible. There were only bright grass leaves and a row of bodies, a total of twelve people, all kneeling in the water. The position was very shallow, only up to their knees. Their actions were none other than holding their hands forward, with their left hand holding something bloody and their right hand full of cow dung.
Many people were vomiting, and many were running away. Of course, there were also many more streaming out of the village.
This scene shocked me, chilled me, and its impact was not less than that of Argon monk dismembering the body to feed vultures.
The bloodied objects in their hands included intestines, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys... even eye balls and the white brain matter.
Human beings and pigs are similar in structure, but these organs can't be those of pigs.
The wide robes covered their bodies, making it impossible to see if they had any wounds.
A person tremblingly approached me, with mucus and some undigested Tibetan barley paste still on his lips.
"Master..." Mawang had a confused expression on his face, and his eyes looked unfamiliar to me.
It was my makeup that altered some of the facial features, causing his confusion.
Soon, others gathered around, including the village chief Kang Bu and those who had been to Mawang's house before.
They themselves didn't know me, and they even dared not look at me before. However, there was nothing strange about it, except that they were very uneasy and scared.
"Samba's family has been sacrificed. I suspect that they have nurtured Gong Bu, using this to enhance their own strength, and are engaging in fraud and extortion from outsiders to make money. They are unwilling to give up everything they have and want to die along with the village!" Kang Bu shivered as he spoke.
No matter where people are from, they all have a common flaw, which is like the present Kang Bu: when something happens, they attribute it to ghosts or to human revenge, but they don't actively think about whether something more profound is happening.
That's not strange to them. That's the nature of ordinary people. It's also the meaning of the supervision of cultivation sites in various regions, limiting the potential harm that various factions may cause to ordinary people.
Thoughts came to this, my pupils slightly contracted, and I thought of another possibility…
Is it really because of my arrival that I disturbed the Lu family, causing this incident to happen?
Or is it because... the closure of the Five Buddha Temple?
On the surface, it seemed to be avoiding Black City Temple and not wanting to offend him at this crucial moment.
In reality, the Five Buddha Temple is akin to a regulation hall, but it has a wider jurisdiction and deals with more matters on a daily basis.
Their ignorance of the world would itself lead to a series of things happening, isn't that a chain reaction!?
Therefore, the situation must get out of control, and Zenren will definitely appear!?
Realizing these things, a coldness once again spread through my heart.
My understanding of Argon monk has deepened.
I also thought of more things, beginning to feel that behind this person's benevolent face, there is a great terror hiding.
"Master? Are you listening?" The village chief Kang Bu still looked worried.
I looked at him for a moment, nodded, and said: "It's not what you think. Gather all their bodies and take them away."
"Ah?" The village chief Kang Bu was even more confused, and everyone around him looked puzzled.
"Won't there be trouble..." Mawang was trembling with fear.
I remained silent.
Trouble, isn't that exactly what Argon monk wants to achieve?
This is a chain reaction.
The incident is not large enough for Zenren to appear.
He is forcing Zenren, and he is also forcing me!
This is a choice.
I either witness the series of tragic events happening, waiting for Zenren to emerge, and Five Buddha Temple can have another living Buddha again.
Either I directly intervene to resolve the situation at hand and immediately return to Argon monk, telling him that I can't find Zenren, and everything will proceed according to the original plan, with my dad going to die, which still has a chance to eliminate Xinbo.
Argon monk has given me the most difficult decision!
And myself, who is outside of the matter, to put it more bluntly, is taking advantage of others' misfortune.
In this way, I can't blame Argon monk because it's all a choice I made myself.
Even if my father fails, Argon monk can still lock me up and hold me until Xinbo is completely dead.
Everything under Five Buddha Temple is a sacrifice!
Including us father and son!
"First, let's collect the bodies. I won't let anyone else die unnecessarily." My voice is deep and rough.
Thinking through Argon monk's logic thoroughly did not relieve me, but made my heart even heavier.
Pawn?
In fact, with the protection of Lao Qin, even if my life is not as good as I want and difficult, I haven't been treated like a chess piece to be used at will by others.
This feeling is particularly uncomfortable.
Is it really true that I can only move on Argon monk's chessboard, with no other slightest alternative!?
Looking up at the sky, blinding sunlight, white clouds, and black vultures soaring in the sky.
I felt dizzy, it's because I've been staring at the sunlight for too long, and a large light spot seems to appear in my eyes, like a hand, enveloping everything.
