Chapter 279 I won't drink this wine anymore

Mr. Wu's narration was very plain, and he didn't even know some of the details. After all, he had never experienced this incident, and mostly heard it from his master.

But even so, when he talked about how fifty people entered the village to arrest people, but were slaughtered in groups, I could still smell a hint of blood in his voice.

I thought that his master would eventually die, but I didn't expect that another person would appear at the critical moment.

And this person was the only survivor in the small village.

But who was this person? Pao Zhen killed even his own wife, and then slaughtered the entire village. Why didn't he kill this person?

But then, my heart skipped a beat, and after exchanging a glance with Hu Zi, we both saw a hint of sudden enlightenment in each other's eyes.

"That survivor is... Ling'er?" Hu Zi said with his eyes wide open, looking shocked.

"That's right." Mr. Wu nodded and said, "My master said that the small village was full of dead bodies and blood, just like a Shura field. But the girl was wearing a very clean white dress without a trace of blood on her body. Except for a look of fear and sadness, there was almost no abnormality on her body, especially her white dress, which formed a sharp contrast with the small village with corpses everywhere and rivers of blood. That feeling... was as if she was a white lotus blooming in the land stained with blood, very holy and very... sacred!"

Hu Zi and I didn't say a word, both waiting nervously for Mr. Wu's next words.

Mr. Wu took a deep breath and continued, "After Ling'er appeared, she only said one word and saved my master."

"What did she say?" Hu Zi asked hurriedly.

"She just called... Dad!" Wu Sheng's voice became lower and lower: "When Pao Zhen heard Ling'er's call, her mind seemed to recover a little, but it was only for a moment, and she went berserk again. However, this time he did not continue killing, but raised his head and let out a long roar, but during the roar, he shed a line of blood and tears. My master didn't see it at the time, but only understood afterwards that Pao Zhen had actually woken up at that time, but he was unwilling to accept the facts. He killed the woman he loved most, and then slaughtered the villagers who had been with him day and night for decades. His Tao heart collapsed, and after a long roar, he went crazy and plunged into the darkness."

Hearing this, Hu Zi and I were silent.

In fact, the most painful person was not the ones who were killed, but Pao Zhen who woke up.

He was not a bad person, but after he went crazy, he killed the woman he loved most and all the villagers in the village. If he had been possessed, it would not be a big deal. At most, he would die, and then everything would be over and he would not know anything.

But he woke up.

I guess he must have been very desperate when he woke up?

I can never even imagine how painful his heart was at that moment.

"What happened after that? Uncle Pao...how did he get here? He killed so many people, how could you Wu Shushan reserve let him go?"

The question asked by Hu Zi was exactly what I was wondering.

Logically speaking, Pao Zhen killed so many people and made such a big mistake that the Wushushan reserve army would not let him go.

However, Pao Zhen now lives in seclusion in Guo Village and even works as a veterinarian and opens a meat shop.

This makes me very puzzled.

"I don't know about that either." Mr. Wu shook his head and said, "My master only told me that a week later they found the unconscious Pao Zhen in a nearby mountain, and after taking him back to the Wushushan Reserve Headquarters, they imprisoned him in the Tianlao. Pao Zhen was very famous, and after he was imprisoned, General Manager Zhang went to the Tianlao to see him, but no one knows what the two said. My master only said that after General Manager Zhang went in to see Pao Zhen, he ordered his subordinates to release Pao Zhen."

"Released?" I was stunned, and Hu Zi's eyes widened, and he said, "Oh my God, could it be that Uncle Pao and that General Manager Zhang are buddies?"

"Haha, you made such a big mistake. It's useless to say you are brothers with Mr. Zhang, let alone the emperor." Mr. Wu smiled, but then shook his head and said, "My master guessed that Mr. Zhang might have asked Pao Zhen to do something, and this thing is very important. Compared with this thing, those hundreds of lives seem insignificant, and Pao Zhen seems to have done it."

"What could be more important than hundreds of lives?"

To be honest, with my current vision and knowledge, I really can't imagine what could be more important than more than 500 lives. In my eyes, human life is more important than anything else, and it's more than 500 lives.

"I don't know what exactly happened. Even my master can only guess." Mr. Wu took a deep breath, then glanced at me and Hu Zi, and said, "My master said that Pao Zhen went to Southeast Asia."

Went to Southeast Asia?

Hu Zi and I were stunned.

At that time, we had no idea what Mr. Wu meant by this sentence. Many years later, when I understood what Mr. Wu said, my admiration for Pao Zhen instantly reached its peak.

It's a pity that he was no longer there at that time, and there was no knife master in the world from then on. There was only a young man holding a pig-killing knife and a hot temper. He had a nickname in the world, called the Angry Tiger and the Mad Knife!

But then I had another doubt, that is, what does this story have to do with the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar?

Mr. Wu seemed to see the doubt in my heart and said, "The day when Pao Zhen went crazy was the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. Although ten years have passed, he obviously has not come out of his inner demons. On the fifteenth day of every lunar month, he will be possessed again and become the demon who kills without blinking an eye. Only Ling'er can keep him awake. However, since he is not here, he still took Ling'er away. He must be afraid that he can't control himself and start killing again, so he went to a deserted place."

After hearing what Mr. Wu said, I suddenly realized.

Although Pao Zhen looks like a normal person now, in fact, he must still be suffering from great pain and guilt in his heart, otherwise he would not be possessed again on the fifteenth day of every lunar month.

I let out a long breath of frustration, then murmured, "It's hard to get rid of the inner demons. I'm afraid that Uncle Pao's practice will stop here, and his knife will not be faster."

"Since Pao Zhen is not here, it's time for me to leave." Wu Sheng stood up, glanced at Hu Zi and me, and then said, "I may not be able to enjoy this wine today, but if one day we become comrades-in-arms, I will treat you to the strongest wine."

After that, Wu Sheng smiled mysteriously at Hu Zi and me, then stood up and left.

"What did he mean by what he said just now? What does it mean to become a comrade-in-arms? Qianyu, you want to join the army?" Hu Zi was shocked: "And, I just realized, what the hell does this guy do? What exactly is the Wu Shushan Reserve?"

"It is a mysterious organization that has no organization but belongs to the military. It specializes in supernatural events and manages people who practice Taoism." I took a deep breath, and then stared at the direction where Mr. Wu left.

"What did Mr. Wu mean by the last sentence? Could it be that they, Wu Shushan, intend to let Hu Zi and I join the group?"

The story told by Mr. Wu was so shocking that Hu Zi and I were silent and didn't come back to our senses for the whole afternoon. It was not

until the sun went down and it was dusk that Huzi slapped his thigh and said, "Damn it, the alcohol bug suddenly disappeared. I won't drink this wine."

I laughed when I heard that. I thought, what? What alcohol bug disappeared? It's just that after listening to Mr. Wu's story, he developed a fear of Pao Zhen and dared not drink!

Time passed quietly like this. At dawn the next day, I climbed out of bed, went under the eaves, sat on a chair and stared at the gate in a daze.

"Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. I wonder if Uncle Pao can make it!"