Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 126 Young man, please put away your magical powers! (Please subscribe!)
The swirling double spring rain, when it came into contact with water, turned into a terrifying water tornado.

Wherever the waterspout passed, the wood floating on the surrounding area, along with the mud, was shattered.

Of course, this also includes the corpses of those who died with their eyes open.

Boom boom boom!
Thunderous crashes rang out in quick succession, and the eight layers of spring rain were crushing everything that stood in its way!
Boom!
The river mouth, which was clogged with countless silt and corpses, was torn apart and shredded in a short period of time, turning into a flying turbulent torrent.

The river mouth was completely opened, but the remaining power remained undiminished. The force of the knife rolled over the mountain peak, and the rebounding force almost cut off the raging flood.

He is Young Hero Duanlang, and today he really broke the waves!

The mountains on both sides were shaking, shaking off countless pieces of rubble.

Even though they ran a long distance, the group of people who had just come to rescue the disaster were still shocked to the point of numbness in their bodies and buzzing in their ears.

What kind of knife technique is this!
So scary!
Some of them looked at the water bursting out from the river mouth, like the Milky Way falling to the ground, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's open! It's open!"

Before anyone could rejoice, they heard that crazy voice again.

"This river mouth is still not wide enough!"

"Let me help you loosen it up!"

"Body-breaking sword energy! Come out!"

The blocked river mouth had been opened, but Duan Yun still disliked it because it was too narrow, so the young man's fiery gaze instantly turned to the mountains on both sides.

There were already a large number of floating corpses gathered here, so when the sword energy that could break the body came out, the death energy merged into it without any effort.

Buzz!
The terrifying buzzing sound resounded throughout the world. With Duan Yun as the center, two deadly sword energies transformed into two pitch-black sword pillars, sweeping towards the mountains on both sides!

Rumble!
The river mouth, which had not changed much in thousands of years, was forcibly inserted, loosened and widened by Duan Yun!
The flood, which had been blocked for a long time, rushed downwards with greater intensity.

The people hiding on the top of the mountain felt that the entire mountain was about to collapse.

The few female heroes who had bravely rescued the disaster area before were now pale and a little exhausted with fear.

After all, they were facing a guy who made the mountains and rivers almost "diabetes insipidus".

At this time, the man who had been swimming with dragons before plucked up his courage and shouted, "Senior, please put away your magical powers first!"

He was afraid that if the other party continued to go crazy, they would be buried with the mountain and the river.

Duan Yun found that the expansion movement was almost complete, so he retracted his sword fingers with both hands, and the terrifying buzzing sword column gradually dissipated.

Everyone on the mountain felt that they had saved their lives.

This is like encountering a person who is more terrifying than a flood or a beast.

The floodwaters that had blocked the river flowed down the river channel like the Milky Way.

Duan Yun stood at the mouth of the river and looked at the magnificent scenery. Although he was a little tired, he felt rich in his heart.

It’s good to do chivalrous things!

After a while, the chivalrous men who came to help with the disaster relief arrived nearby, with a look of awe on their faces.

The man with the dragon bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, senior! May I ask your name?"

Duan Yun saw this and said, "My name is Duan Lang, I'm just a Jianghu person passing by."

Having said that, he went upstream and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

He was not pretending to be an expert, but he suddenly thought of Dabai and Xiaohui. The world was in such a chaos now, and a panda and a gray donkey had carried a lot of treasures. It would be a shame if both the treasures and the pets were lost.

"Duan Lang? Could he be the young master of Yunduan Villa?" a female hero asked doubtfully.

Suddenly, someone said tremblingly: "Duan, the old demon Duan, also often calls himself the young hero Duanlang."

"what?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's face changed.

The two who were so frightened just now instantly clamped their legs together.

Before, the reputation of Old Demon Duan was not as loud in Yuzhou as that in Yunzhou. This was because there was a distance between Yuzhou and Yunzhou, and the deeds of Old Demon were not spread so widely. In addition, there was a gap between the underworld of Yuzhou and Yunzhou, and they often thought that each other was boasting.

As for Old Demon Duan, people in the underworld of Yuzhou have always believed that he is a figure deliberately exaggerated by Yunzhou, who just wants to make the underworld over there seem more exciting and turbulent.

But during this period of time, Old Demon Duan was in Yuzhou. He first ruthlessly urinated on and killed dozens of fairies in the Red Mansion. Even Tang Clan's young master Tang Yu Xiaobao could not escape the fate of being urinated on. Later, he went on a killing spree in Zhuyan Villa.

The Pig-faced Pig Black-faced and the Pig-faced Second Wife Chen Ying, who had been famous for many years, were toyed with to death one after another. It is said that before they died, they even wanted to shake hands and die together, but were ruthlessly separated by the devil. His devilish nature is really outrageous.

These were all true events that happened in Yuzhou. The entire Yuzhou underworld was shocked, and the reputation of Old Demon Duan became more and more shocking.

Many women couldn't help but squeeze their legs together when they heard his name.

This flood caused unimaginable disaster to the seven cities and twenty-six towns in Yuzhou.

The main reason was that this flash flood came too quickly, too violently and too suddenly, and people in many towns had no time to react and were killed by the flood.

Furthermore, the many corpses floating down the river gave people a rather weird and ominous feeling.

Some people couldn't help but sigh, saying that the mountain god and river mother must have been angry and brought down such a terrible disaster.

If Duan Yun had not opened the river mouth in time, the consequences of the flood would have been unimaginable.

Although the flood has receded a lot, the scene before us is still one of widespread misery.

Some of the bodies in the flood were washed up on the shore, while others were hung on the trees after the flood receded.

During this period, there were naturally people who provided disaster relief.

Duan Yun observed silently that the people who did the most disaster relief were not people from the imperial court, but a group of people who called themselves "righteous men".

This group of people should belong to the same force as those who went to Pohekou before. Some of them have a "grape" mark on their necks.

Duan Yun asked around and found out that they were from Bodhi Charity Hall.

The head of Bodhi Charity Hall, Rou Bodhi, was previously a monk at Yunshan Temple with the Buddhist name "Wu Chen".

"Wu Chen" has been familiar with Buddhist scriptures since childhood, and believes that the masters and brothers in the temple all have the heart of Bodhisattvas and save people from suffering.

But later, as he grew up, he gradually discovered something very terrifying.

That is, the entire Yunshan Temple is full of sentiment and righteousness, but is actually only concerned with worldly fame and gain. It appears to be kind and righteous on the surface, but is actually ugly inside.

Until that day, Wu Chen accidentally entered the dark room under the Buddhist temple. He heard the gasping sounds of men and women coming from inside, and saw the piles of bones below. He was extremely terrified.

What he feared was not only the evil deeds done by his master and fellow brothers, but he was even more afraid that everything he had believed in before would turn into a complete dream.

The Buddhist temple is no longer a Buddhist temple, but has become a purgatory; the masters and senior brothers are no longer Bodhisattvas, but evil spirits!

He believes that Buddha is not like this, and Buddhist monks should not be like this either!

That night, it is said that "Wu Chen" dreamed of immortals and Buddhas preaching, and then he opened his eyes.

He held an Ananda sword in his hand and started killing as soon as he opened his eyes. He killed everyone in Yunshan Temple. It is said that the Buddha statues in the temple were soaked in blood, all red, like tears of blood.

After that, Wu Chen disappeared.

When he reappeared in the world, he had become a "Meat Bodhi".

He claimed that his flesh and blood could cleanse a person of all poisons and grow flesh on bones. As long as the person was not an unforgivable criminal, he would be willing to cut off his flesh and save the person.

This practice can be said to be imitating the "Buddha cutting off flesh to feed the eagle". At first, no one believed it and thought he was crazy.

If a person kills all his disciples, what else can he be but crazy?
As a result, one day, the two brothers of the Ruan family were poisoned by corpse poison and there was no cure. They found the Meat Bodhi Tree, and after eating its flesh, not only did the poison completely disappear, but their skills became even stronger than before.

Naturally, the Ruan brothers became his disciples.

Afterwards, more and more people were saved by Rou Bodhi by cutting off their flesh, so he founded the Bodhi Charity Hall, forming its own sect. People in the charity hall called themselves "righteous men" and did good deeds all their lives.

Over the years, the Bodhi Charity Hall has never stopped doing charity work, and the righteous people inside are by no means those who appear to be righteous on the surface but are actually despicable.

Occasionally, a few people with bad intentions appear and die violent deaths.

The rules of the Bodhi Charity Hall are extremely strict. Even though the Flesh Bodhi cut his own flesh to save people, no one would survive under Ananda's knife.

Therefore, in the hearts of the people, the reputation of Bodhi Charity Hall is much better than that of the imperial court and kind-hearted masters.

During this flood, Duan Yun also saw with his own eyes how they struggled to save people.

So, Young Master Duan Yun made a decision silently.

Inside the Qingbai City government office, several major aristocratic families and sects near Yuzhou gathered together.

The purpose is naturally to prepare for disaster relief.

The person in charge of this matter is Wu Shan from Bodhi Charity Hall, who was the one who swam like a dragon in the water to save people a few days ago.

Although he had not been in the charity hall for long, was relatively young, and his cultivation was average, his status in the hall was not low because he was the last disciple accepted by Rou Pushu.

The government was unwilling to get too involved in such a thankless task as asking the master to pay money for disaster relief. Because of the Bodhi Charity Hall, it would be difficult for them to get any share of the disaster relief funds, so they only provided a venue and were responsible for watching the show.

The Bodhi Charity Hall has a good reputation among the lower-class people, and Rou Bodhi's status in the martial arts world is not low either, but these masters of the aristocratic families are also very difficult to deal with.

RouBodhi's Ananda sword can drag people into hell, but since he wiped out the entire Yunshan Temple, RouBodhi has been doing good deeds and has never used it against outsiders, so the deterrent effect is not enough.

In the hall, Wu Shan said earnestly: "My fellow seniors, we have seen the situation in the seven cities and twenty-six towns of Yuzhou. If we don't provide disaster relief, more people will die."

Mr. Huang, a famous and prominent family in this area, nodded and said, "Yes, the business of my Huang family's seven cities and twenty-six towns has also suffered heavy losses. Life is difficult."

As soon as this was said, others echoed it.

"My Yunshan Palace's tea business has all gone. The Palace Master has been so worried these past two days that he hasn't even had a good meal. He doesn't even have time to take care of the young master's marriage."

Seeing this, Wu Shan couldn't help but shook his head.

Thousands of people died here all of a sudden. If not dealt with in time, the plague might take away more people. However, these masters and palace masters are still worrying about the young master's marriage and whether he can drink bird's nest.

The imperial court is weak now, and compared with them, it is really poor and miserable.

Perhaps if it weren't for the Master's Ananda Knife, these bigwigs who had plundered countless amounts of money from the people would not have come. At this time, Mr. Huang said, "Wu Yishi, we are also concerned about the people, but disaster relief is not something that we can do alone. We have to call on the people to join us."

"It's still the same old rules. My Huang family will take the lead in donating 3,000 taels of silver. After raising enough money for disaster relief, we only need to return 2,500 taels, and the remaining 500 taels will be donated!"

Mr. Huang said generously.

"Then Yunshan Palace also paid 3,000 taels, but only returned 2,500 taels. We still need to ask the Palace Master."

"Me too!"

Hearing this, Wu Shan was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

"My dear seniors, if too many people die, you will have fewer people to do business in the future, or even to serve you as cattle and horses!"

"Yes, that's why we need the people to come together, donate money and help each other through this difficult time."

"There are so many people affected by the disaster this time, how many of them can afford to give away money?" Wu Shan said angrily.

"Mr. Wu, there are always more solutions than problems. Disaster relief has always been like this since ancient times. No, in the past, we had to return all our money."

"Yes."

"Yes."

At this time, Wu Shan sighed and said, "In fact, this time, someone has donated three thousand taels."

"This is a good thing. There are people in Yuzhou who are so generous and charitable. This is really a good start!" Mr. Huang exclaimed.

"It's gold." Wu Shan said.

"gold?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang and others felt their eyes warm up a little.

"Who paid for this?" someone asked.

"A young man passing by." Wu Shan replied.

"A young man donated so much? How much will he get back in the future?"

"No need to go back." Wu Shan said.

"How is this possible! Three thousand taels of gold, who is so generous?" The old steward of Yunshan Palace said in shock.

"He said his last name is Duan and his given name is Lang, so just call him Duan Lang." Wu Shan said seriously.

"Duan Lang? Someone from Yunduan Villa? They are so far away."

"and many more!"

"Old Demon Duan!"

"Old Demon Duan!"

Two people said in unison.

The three words "Old Demon Duan" seemed to have a magical power, and some of the gentlemen who were sitting there leisurely stood up.

Wu Shan shook his head and said, "I don't know who the old demon Duan is. I only know the young hero Duan Langduan who broke the river mouth and generously gave away money."

At this time, the old steward of Yunshan Palace was already muttering to himself: "Old Demon Duan, whose real name is Duan Yun, loves to play the role of a young hero. He used to be called 'Murong Fu', but later changed his name to 'Duan Lang'."

Mr. Huang also became nervous and said, "It can't be Duan Lao Mo, it can't be Duan Lao Mo, it must be a duplicate of the same name."

Yes, asking him to donate money is even more painful than killing him.

He did not have to return the five hundred taels of silver, but he had been struggling mentally for a long time before giving it, hoping to establish a good relationship with Bodhi Charity Hall.

After all, if you encounter any problems in the future, Bodhi meat can save your life.

Disaster relief, giving food and drink to those unruly people?
It makes me angry just thinking about it, okay?

At this time, Wu Shan said: "The silver that Young Master Duan donated for disaster relief was converted, and most of it was jewelry. The most valuable of them should be this thing."

As he said that, he went outside and came back with a twisted and deformed nine-toothed rake.

With a thud, Mr. Huang and others sat down on the stools, with cold sweat on their foreheads.

What an old devil Duan!

The news that Zhuyan Villa was wiped out by Old Demon Duan had spread long ago, making the sects and families in Yuzhou tremble with fear.

Now, Zhu Heimian’s Nine-toothed Rake is right here, who else could it be but him!

Old Demon Duan went crazy and really donated three thousand taels of gold!

All the people sitting there were big shots in the area. They had been calm and composed before, but now they were sitting on pins and needles.

Duan Lao Mo has donated, will you donate?
He donated three thousand taels of gold by himself. How much did you donate?

If you donate too little, he might think you are not giving him face and come to kill your whole family!
No, not just killing your whole family, but also emasculating you, making you piss, raping you, and then killing your whole family.

This is forced donation!
The masters' faces were gloomy and uncertain, some were gritting their teeth, some were in pain as if their flesh was being cut, and more were filled with fear.

At this time, Mr. Huang's face turned red and white, and he spoke again: "I, I will donate three thousand taels of gold!"

When he mentioned the word "gold", he looked like he was about to cry.

"No, it's not three thousand taels, it's three thousand five hundred taels of gold! Donate it in full for disaster relief, and it doesn't need to be returned." Mr. Huang seemed to have made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and said firmly.

"I, I'll also pay three thousand five hundred taels!"

"I, I have to ask my palace master, it is definitely more than three thousand taels!"

"So do I at Jufengtang!"

At this time, Mr. Huang held Wu Shan's hand and said seriously: "If possible, please ask Mr. Wu to tell Mr. Duan that we are also chivalrous men, and it is our duty to help others and give money."

Wu Shan bowed and said, "My dear seniors, thank you for your generosity. When I have time, I will definitely tell Young Hero Duan Lang."

After that, he went out with the rake.

For a time, the masters in the hall were also in grief.

Wu Shan returned to the charity hall and said to his fellow disciples, "We have raised enough money for disaster relief. Let's all do our best to help the people."

"Okay, Brother Wu!"

"By the way, Xiaoyun, please prepare the good stone. I want to erect a statue for Young Hero Duanlang!" Wu Shan said.

In order to encourage people to do more good deeds, Bodhi Charity Hall will erect statues for "great good people".

This is also a kind of honor in the world.

The sister named Xiaoyun's face suddenly changed, and she said, "But, Senior Brother Wu, he is actually Master Duan."

"We at Bodhi Charity Hall focus on deeds rather than intentions. Young Hero Duan Lang deserves a big statue here!" Wu Shan said with a firm look in his eyes.

At this time, Young Master Duan Lang was standing by the flood, his eyes blank, and he said to himself: "I really donated everything."

Although it is said that heroes are generous and will make back all their money even if they spend it all, it was the first time after all, so he was still a little reluctant.

He looked at the Huangshan Golden Sword in his hand and said, "Well, at least you are still here."

There is also a deposit of one thousand taels and several dozen taels of silver, which can be used for me to eat and drink lavishly.

Little Gray and the panda Dabai sat beside him, not understanding why he would sometimes look sideways at the sky, sometimes look heroic, and sometimes look reluctant and filled with emotion.

Little Gray was actually quite happy, as if the burden on him had been lightened a lot.

Suddenly, Duan Yun looked not far away.

There, there was a woman dressed in a familiar manner.

The goddess catcher of Qingqisi?

However, this female detective is not the pair of sisters below. Her breasts are two cup sizes smaller, so she should be from Yuzhou.

At this time, the female detective and her two men were studying the body they had fished out.

"Detective, these six bodies basically all showed symptoms of poisoning, and two of them even had marks of strangulation on their necks." said a man dressed as a coroner.

"What about the time of death?"

"At least three days."

"You mean, they were all dead before the flood?" asked the goddess detective.

"That's right. According to the description of the people, there were many corpses floating on the water on the night the flood hit. According to common sense, even if there is a disaster, the floating corpses would not be so concentrated." said another subordinate.

The female detective had a cold look in her eyes and said, "This natural disaster could be a man-made disaster."

"But who has such a big heart?"

"Wait a little longer. This kind of commotion cannot be caused by just a few people. I have sent people to investigate upstream. There should be results soon."

Duan Yun listened with his ears perked up, his eyes turning green.

Is this flood caused by someone?

Who the hell did this!

So many people have died, become homeless, and this young man has lost so much money!
For a moment, the flame of justice in Young Hero Duan's heart burned again.

If it is really man-made, I will never let him off easily!

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