MTL - Guardian-Chapter 56 Merit pen

At this point, Lin Jing understood why Wang Xiangyang's grievances were not exaggerated-he had never done evil in his life, but was working hard for half his life, and ended up with such an absurd and sad end.

If a person hates the extreme, he can't bear any soft feelings in his heart, so he cuts off all the concerns between himself and the world by himself. After that, there is nothing to evoke the slightest affection and kindness of him.

Maybe if he is still alive, time and experience will dilute the hatred in his heart and allow him to pass this threshold safely, but he is dead.

His death was gone, he had nothing else to gain, and nothing else to lose, the moment the soul was stuck under the wheel of the burial body forever, he had entered the magic barrier.

云 Zhao Yunlan frowned, and thought it was difficult to do-picking up a few fruits on the side of the road, holding them in his pocket, shouldn't he be damned? Even if someone steals a wallet, it is at best a crime of entering the detention center when he is caught. He cannot be shot on the spot. Obviously, it is not terrible?

But because these people are greedy for cheap, they just killed an honest man who was looking forward to going home for the New Year. Shouldn't he hate it? Shouldn't it be revenge? Who will put it on, and who can smile with gratitude and resignation?

It also seems to make sense.

So Zhao Yunlan, a long-sleeve dancer, quickly came up with a brilliant idea. He planned to send Wang Xiangyang back to the prefecture. According to the old example, Wang Xiangyang could make a grievance at Yan Luo of the Ten Halls. After that, if the Yan Wangs agreed that his revenge was justified , He will be issued a passport, when he is willing to do whatever he wants in the world, whoever he wants to revenge, whoever he wants to revenge, it has nothing to do with the town soul order, what happens, the responsibility is naturally over there bear.

Who knew he was about to say the best of both worlds, but Shen Wei interjected suddenly.

Shen Wei said slowly: "It does n’t matter if the taker is a thief, whether it ’s real gold or silver, or a few fruits, it ’s not different. Not to mention that because it has also accidentally hurt someone ’s life, I think It really should be the same crime as "financial killing," so your revenge must be justified. "

His words had already been exported, and Zhao Yunlan had no time to stop them. He sighed in the throat of Zhao who was accustomed to oily slipping, and almost choked him to death.

As soon as Shen Wei's words fell, Wang Xiangyang found that the power that had been faintly binding him disappeared.

Others may not understand it, but Zhao Yunlan knows it well. Although the man appeared as Shen Wei, after all, it was the soul-cutting deity. After the ancient times, there was the soul-cutting sword that cut off the injustice. On merits and demerits.

In other words, the permission of Beheading is quite high. His judgment, even the Palace of King Yan, cannot be changed. Now Shen Wei said this in the interrogation room, which is equivalent to granting the "pass" directly. Wang Xiangyang.

"But it's definitely endless. If you let them go like this, maybe the bad results will be reported to them after a few years ... or if they don't live long enough, they will be reported after reincarnation. But you were just mortal. Soul, because the resentment is too angry and go into the devil, killing the wife and killing the child has done the best thing, even now, even if you are allowed to take revenge, after this incident, you may also be sent to the eighteenth floor , This hurts 10,000 enemies and damages 8,000, do you not complain? "

Except for Zhao Yunlan, who knows the inside story, Wang Xiangyang realized that Shen Wei is different from others before anyone else in the room. He paid attention to Shen Wei, nodded his head, and simply said, "No."

Shen Wei turned back and asked Zhao Yunlan falsely: "Look, what do you do?"

You finished all three, five and two, and asked a fart ... Zhao Yunlan glared at him, then gave a cough, but still had to open his mouth to cover it, so he took out a requisition order from his pocket and photographed At the interrogation table, he was pushed in front of Wang Xiangyang: "Wait here first. There will be a glance to pick you up before dawn. You can show this to him and let him take you to Yan Luo to get a pass."

Wang Xiangyang moved his lips, and it took a while before he leaned forward slowly, holding his soul-hunting order with both hands.

最后 "Remind you at the end," Zhao Yunlan said routinely, "He was right, you took the pass and did relieve the hatred for a while, but you will be punished several times afterwards. Think about it before you start."

King Wang Xiangyang glanced at the soul-hunting decree in his hand, then shook his head: "There is no need to ask, I have killed more than ten people, and I can't look back."

Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect death to be dead, but there is still something to reason about, so I thank you."

The people who were present at the scene heard his face change at the same time. Zhu Hong immediately asked: "Wait, you said you have killed more than ten people? Did you use the same method? Are all people dead?"

King Xiangyang: "Of course I die, I still can't die well, and I can't live forever after I die."

Zhu Hong glanced at Zhao Yunlan in suspicion-due to the growing population and the increasingly noisy environment, Li Gui is playing havoc in the world, killing illegally, one or two, they do n’t feel normal, but once the number is large, There are more evil acts accumulated, not to mention the Soul Soul Order. Even some folk cults in the same city who have practiced slightly can feel the blackness of the sky.

I have n’t, but so far, if it wasn't for Wang Xiangyang's initiative to explain, none of them knew that he already had more than ten dead souls-including Shen Wei!

Shen Wei immediately thought of the "merit pen", he asked, "Did you use some method ... to change the merit of your body?"

"Changed." Wang Xiangyang confessed bluntly, "At that time I poisoned my wife and son, and was about to go to the first prey. One person told me to do business with me."

"what business?"

"He said that I launched the killing ring with impunity like this, and soon it would shock the law enforcers on the earth, so he sold me a spell and said that things were hanging around my neck, you wouldn't feel me, but the soul of the person I killed He wants to take it away, "Wang Xiangyang said happily," I think it ’s useless to keep those things. I ’m already a dead person, and there is nothing to let others conspiracy, so he promises, but he did n’t lie to me. No one cares about me-most of them think they have got a strange disease, and they can't die in the hospital. Who knows that someone can actually call the police because they have broken their stomach. "

云 Zhao Yunlan asked, "Did you see something written or painted on the rune?"

"I saw it." Wang Xiangyang said, "I wrote my name and birthdate, and wrote it with a black pen. Then I traced it with cinnabar and circled those words with a red circle."

说 He said, raising his hand to pull out a small yellow paper note folded into an octagon from his neck: "Just this, I can show you."

Xi Chushuzhi took it and opened it. There was a line drawn with red circles in it, but before he could see it clearly, the yellow paper sign spontaneously ignited into a small pile of ashes.

It was just a hurried glance. Shen Wei had a hard time deciding who wrote the above handwriting, but listening to Wang Xiangyang's description, eight / nine are inseparable from ten, I am afraid it is a merit pen, black notes, red notes, one left and one left. Right, whether you are good or evil, or big loyalty, as long as this is done, everything can be cancelled.

Legend has it that the stem of the merit pen was cut from the root of a tree growing in Huangquan. The wood is extremely hard and the steel knife is hard to break, but the tree has no branches, no leaves, no flowers, and no fruit. Somehow, it is called For the "merit of ancient wood", the name left from the ancient times has not been tested.

But Shen Wei thought, maybe this name is to use this unborn and dead tree to ridicule the so-called good and evil merit of the Three Realms-to accumulate good for merit, and to avoid evil for retribution. Pure goodness is dead.

云 Zhao Yunlan asked, "What does that person look like and where do you see it?"

This question made Wang Xiangyang stunned: "It looks ... common, strange, you can't remember it when you say it," ...

He paused, suddenly reached out and frowned, and seemed to feel strange: "I don't really remember the specific place, but it should be near my house. My family lives twenty miles west of the city. Ximei Village, you can go there if you want. "

Wu Shenwei stood up and nodded to him, "Thank you."

King Wang Xiangyang said calmly, "I should thank you. I have nothing to hide in order to kill someone and ask for it. There is nothing I can't say. I want to know something. Just ask me."

Xu Shenwei exchanged a look with Zhao Yunlan and walked out of the interrogation room first.

云 Zhao Yunlan patted Lin Jing's shoulder and whispered, "Call Yin Yin once and make things clear, and you will know what to do over there."

After speaking, he followed.

Shen Wei waited for him at the end of the corridor, Zhao Yunlan took him all the way to his office, closed the door with his hand, and then asked, "What? What do you think is the" that "merit pen?"

Shen Wei frowned: "I'm not completely sure, but it's very likely. Even if it's fake, the counterfeiter must know the Four Saints."

"唔." Zhao Yunlan touched his chin.

"What's wrong?" Shen Wei asked.

云 Zhao Yunlan was about to speak. Suddenly, the shadow of a skeletal skeleton flashed from the window outside Zhao Yunlan's office. Zhao Yunlan walked over to open the window and put the cricket in.

He first lowered his skull, bent at Zhao Yunlan in a strange posture, then walked to Shen Wei, turned into a letter, and fluttered into Shen Wei's hands.

Zhao Yunlan squinted his eyes, stood at the window, looked up at the dim night, always felt that there were a pair of eyes watching him.

After a short while, he hung the curtains, smiled smirkly, and turned around, and became the second good that "conditionally requires pretense, and no condition creates preconditions."

Xu just happened to finish reading the letter and frowned.

云 Zhao Yunlan asked, "Are you okay?"

"Hurry, I have to take a trip." Shen Wei transformed from a polite university teacher in two steps into a beheaded soul wrapped in a cold robe and wrapped in a black robe, hurriedly walking out the window without forgetting Zhao Yunlan was instructed, "You can't go alone in the Ximei Village he said, no matter what, wait for me to come back."

云 Zhao Yunlan didn't talk.

Shen Wei glanced back at him, and saw the man lazily leaning against the wall, complaining half-truth: "It's terrible, the adult has finally let go. I thought it would be cheap tonight. Desire / dissatisfaction, coupled with loneliness and sleeplessness, alas, we must have two dark circles to work tomorrow. "

Xun Shen Wei found that he was serious about telling him that serious business was a mistake, so he strode through his window without a word, flashing into a cloud of black mist, and disappeared in no time.

Zhao Yunlan leaned against the window, felt a cigarette, motionless, and enjoyed it quietly. It was estimated that Shen Wei had gone long ago, so he opened the desk drawer and filled the gun hidden under his trouser legs. Ammunition, tightened the short knife on the body again, took out the clip containing the yellow paper charms, cleaned up half and dropped it on the table, and only took away the ones related to the attack and the bodyguard.

"Don't go?" Zhao Yunlan chuckled, "Don't you go to live up to someone's intention to lead you away?"

Afterwards, Zhao Yunlan put on his coat and carried his handbag, just like normal work, greeted his colleagues, and went out in a hurry. He adjusted the navigation on the car and drove out of the city to Ximei Village. go with.

The traffic condition was good in the middle of the night. It took Zhao Yunlan less than two hours to arrive at the Ximei Village that Wang Xiangyang said. This place is not different from other villages in the suburbs of Longcheng. It is already very quiet, and I can hear a few dogs occasionally. call.

He drove around the village in a car, and finally found a group of large locust trees at the west exit of the village.

Zhao Yunlan parked his car and walked around the big locust trees a few times, and found some clues in the middle of these big trees-when the Yao Clan was robbed, the same trick was used to plant the locust trees into the shape of a Beidou. In the middle of yin, the spoon handle is extended westward, and the meaning is communicated with yin and yang. When the yin qi gathers to a certain degree, the entrance to the array of eyes can be found.

By coincidence, the hill opposite the big locust tree is just a wild tomb.

The hillside was desolate and the graves were all over the place.