The Dharma Sea of ​​the Green Snake

Chapter 368 The Sword of Mercy
clang clang...

In the blink of an eye, Pei Wende fought against Qiu Wu several times.

The sound of gold and iron clanging pierced the eardrums one after another, forcing the nearby villagers who wanted to intervene to be unable to see their figures clearly for a while.

However, just like what Qiu Wu said, Pei Wende's knife had no killing intent.

The sharp knife kept waving to force Qiu Wu time and time again, but under Pei Wende's seemingly continuous and ferocious offensive, he never really seriously injured the opponent.

Because Pei Wende attacked less deadly places like limbs and torso.

Like the neck, heart, lower genitals and other places that can be killed with a single blow, Wen Wende thinks that it is rare to make a focused attack.

On the other hand, Qiu Wu, his saber technique can almost be said to be aimed at Pei Wende's vitals, sometimes even at the expense of wounding to attack his vitals.

——The knife of mercy VS the knife of killing!

It's a pity that Qiu Wu is not facing someone else this time, but Pei Wende, who has achieved success in cultivation.

Even if he didn't use any supernatural powers to strengthen his body, Pei Wende's amazing physique could completely crush the opponent.

The reason why he didn't move to attack his vital points was not because Pei Wende's skills were inferior to others, nor was it because Pei Wende was a merciful and kind person.

The reason for all this is because Pei Wende has confidence in his own sword skills.

Killing people is not a skill, the real skill is to be able to restrain the killing impulse in one's heart and successfully use martial arts to stop fighting.

After all, although the villagers in this misty village are heinous, Wen Wende never thinks that he is a judge who acts on behalf of the heavens.

Unless he met those beings who had to go all out, Pei Wende would generally try his best to control the killing intent in his heart if he could not kill.

In a sense, this can be regarded as one of Pei Wende's cultivation.

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At the same time, in the mist outside the village of mist.

At the moment Zhao Mu was transferred away by Qiu Wu, Ah Da, who had been following closely behind the two of them, disappeared into the mist in an instant.

Under the guidance of the mist, Ah Da soon came to the second area not covered by the mist besides the village.

Compared with the huge village, the scope of this area is very small, so small that it is not much bigger than Zhou Sheng's house.

The most important thing is that Ah Da has an impression of this place.

Because when he was young, the people in the village had brought him here.

And solemnly told him that in case of any unexpected situation in the village, this is the only safe place.

The only difference from Ada's impression is that a wooden house dedicated to hunting has been built here today.

Hanging outside the house are pieces of animal skins and smoked bacon.

At a glance, all kinds of firewood and farm tools are also well prepared, and it can survive for a long time at a glance.

"Brother Mu?"

At this moment, all the children in the village gathered near this prey.

Of course, when it comes to children, in fact, these children do not add up to more than five people.

Among them, Zhao Mu, who had just been transferred here, was the oldest.

Even if the other children were a little afraid of this "big brother" who didn't talk much on weekdays, they all surrounded him obediently now.

The children knew nothing about what was going on in the village.

They only knew that the adults in the village suddenly sent themselves to the hunting house, and Zhao Mu was the last child to be sent.

"Brother Mu, what happened in the village?"

"Aren't they going to be okay, dad and mom? They will definitely come back to pick us up, right?"

"Hey, I miss the grandpa of the village chief. Before I left, I saw him walk into the mist..."

"..."

Looking around at the children who were chattering around, Zhao Mu, who was touched by something in his heart, suddenly understood his father's feelings.

The death of my mother is indeed inseparable from the villagers, and I do have sufficient reasons and motives for revenge.

But in the face of the elders who watched him grow up, and these children who grew up by himself, can he really wield a butcher knife like them?
After the momentary anger, Zhao Mu, like Ah Da, suddenly fell into a deep contradiction.

"Brother Mu? Are you okay?"

Just when Zhao Mu's mood became more and more complicated, one of the little girls suddenly reached out and held his palm. What could not be hidden in the worried expression was the emotion of fear and fear.

"I am fine."

Raising his hand with difficulty, Zhao Mu rubbed the little girl's head, and forced a smile from the corner of his mouth.

"They...everyone will be fine."

Looking at the innocent children in front of him, the inexperienced teenager was completely unable to sort out his inner emotions.

Things in this world are far more complicated than he imagined, at least Zhao Mu is already confused.

On the one hand, there are the villagers who are inseparable from their mother's death...

On the other hand, it is my fifth uncle who loves me, and these children who don't know anything...

Zhao Mu felt that what he did now was wrong, but doing nothing also filled his heart with torment.

"Brother Mu, your mother will be fine!"

It was the same little girl, she held Zhao Mu's hand tightly, trying her best to comfort him in a way she could understand.

"My father told me that as long as we sincerely pray, they will be safe."

Hearing what the little girl said, Zhao Mu was startled suddenly, as if an uneasy premonition came to his heart instantly.

Then he lowered his head and noticed that in the other hand of the little girl, she was holding a wooden sculpture that was almost split in the middle.

"Mirage?"

The body is slender like a dragon snake, covered with dark yellow reverse scales, and the red mane hairs are lifelike...

Although Zhao Mu has never seen the legendary mirage dragon with his own eyes.

But from the previous conversation between Pei Wende and the old village chief, he already knew that the mirage dragon was the source of all these incidents.

And the wooden sculpture held in the little girl's hand is obviously the statue of Mirage Dragon.

"Wait, where did you get this thing?"

Zhao Mu was very sure that this was definitely not something that the little girl had originally.

Vaguely, Zhao Mu even felt an unprecedented majesty and trembling from this lifelike statue.

"This? This is what my dad gave me before he sent me here."

He raised his hand and handed the statue of Mirage Dragon to Zhao Mu, only to see the little girl tilting her head and laughing.

"Looks good! My dad said this is a god named 'Mirage', praying to him can make all our wishes come true!"

"Brother Mu, do you want to make a wish?"

—Recommendation ticket—/—Monthly ticket—

(End of this chapter)