Chapter 7 You don’t know you’re wrong, you know you’re going to die
The night is so dark that it makes people uncomfortable.
Inside the house.
Lin Fan sat at the table with an expressionless face, with the axe placed on the table. What happened during the day had a great impact on him. Ma Sanbao killed his mother and stole her money without even looking at it, and went to gamble.
This kind of person has reached a point where he cannot be forgiven by heaven and earth, and even the saints of heaven and earth cannot save him.
He took the old lady's body out of town and buried it.
I stood in front of his simple tombstone for a long time.
Finally, he turned and left without saying a word.
"call……"
Exhale.
He stood up, took off his Taoist robe, then folded it neatly and placed it on the bed. He opened the bundle and found a black nightgown inside. This kind of clothing was unique to Taoist temples and had been specially processed without any extra wrinkles or decorations. The cuffs and trouser legs were tightly tied to facilitate movement.
I picked up the chopping axe and touched the blade. It had been polished and remained sharp.
This axe has always been used to chop wood, but in his opinion, the meaning of this axe has undergone a drastic change since he used this axe to kill his master.
As a Taoist priest, the skills you have learned must be used to slay demons and monsters, rather than relying on your abilities to kill ordinary people.
So, during the day, he held back.
I pushed the door open, the evening breeze was howling, I looked up at the night, it was indeed a dark and windy night, a good time to act.
Close the door, go away, and gradually disappear into the darkness.
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street.
A figure staggered, humming a little tune, and walked leisurely towards home.
Ma Sanbao was in a pretty good mood. He didn't expect that his luck in the second half of the day would be so good. He couldn't say that he was a complete winner, but he won so much that his mouth was crooked with smiles.
"Old man, you deserve to be beaten to death if you refuse to pay me."
Cursing.
He had no remorse or even any sadness.
He still thought that he could win money, it must be because his mother died and his bad luck disappeared.
From the surrounding houses came the screams of women and the dull voices of men, which made him feel restless and itchy inside, and he roared at the side.
"What the hell are you yelling at me for? If you keep yelling at me, I'm going to break in and start a fight with you."
Immediately, there was a curse back.
"Haha..." Ma Sanbao laughed, "I'm in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you.
After walking around a lot, he finally arrived at his home. Looking through the paper window, it was pitch black. When he came back in the past, there was light at home, and the old man would sit on a chair at the door waiting for him to come back.
I'll say something to him.
"Son, I have left some food for you. Eat it before you go to sleep."
To this, he would only reply with one sentence.
"The dogs you left behind wouldn't even eat it. I'm out there enjoying the best of fish and meat, so who would want to eat the chaff?"
I pushed the door open and the room was pitch black.
"Damn it." Ma Sanbao cursed while groping, walked to the table, found the oil lamp, took out a tinder, blew on it to make a fire, and lit the wick.
As the lights came on.
"ah……"
Ma Sanbao cried out in surprise. When the darkness dissipated, a figure suddenly appeared by the table. He was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly. Just as he was about to pick up something, he saw the face of the shadow clearly and became furious.
"Damn Taoist priest, why are you here?"
He just felt that this stinking Taoist priest was really lingering around.
Seeing it twice in one day is really unlucky.
"You're back, reeking of alcohol, having drunk quite a bit. Is it because you feel guilty for killing your own mother?" Lin Fan sat at the table, speaking calmly.
The look in his eyes was not as caring as when he was wearing the Taoist robe, but was cold and like an ice cellar, without any emotion.
"Bullshit, I won money, and with money I have to drink." Ma Sanbao cursed, and picked up the wooden stick at the door, ready to beat the other person to death at any time.
Lin Fan stretched out his finger and gently wiped the tabletop, then raised his finger to point at him, "Look how clean this table is. I have always loved cleanliness, but I can never be as clean as this."
Ma Sanbao stood up and took another step back in fear, but he saw that the stinky Taoist priest did not come towards him, but walked to the bedside and touched the folded quilt. "Look how clean this quilt is. Although it is patched, these patches, in my eyes, contain the love of an old man for his children."
"Oh, by the way, you know the Inn of the Next Life, right? That inn is really not clean, the floor is dirty, and the bedding is even dirtier. It's simply a waste of money to find an uncomfortable place. But some people can live in a good place without spending any money, but they insist on finding an uncomfortable place. Do you think they have a problem with their brains?"
Lin Fan pointed at his head, his lips curled up slightly, but his eyes were still emotionless.
Ma Sanbao's drunkenness wore off and his heart began to beat faster.
"Damn Taoist priest, what on earth do you want to do?"
"No, no, look at the clothes I'm wearing. Do you think I'm a Taoist priest now?"
"you……"
Lin Fan interrupted him and said, "If you are a Taoist priest, you must care about the common people and take slaying demons and monsters as your duty. You must not use magic to do whatever you want to ordinary people. Everything must be reasonable and reasonable. Unfortunately, I am not skilled enough to do this, so I can only change my clothes and communicate with you as an ordinary person."
"What exactly do you want to say?" Ma Sanbao was completely impatient. He gripped the stick tightly and looked ferocious.
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Lin Fan smiled, pulled out the axe from his waist, swung it twice casually, and said to himself, "This axe was originally used to chop wood, but my master went astray and was in great pain, so he begged me and my brother to kill him. Therefore, the meaning of this axe has changed. It is no longer an ordinary axe, but a righteous axe recognized by my master."
Ma Sanbao felt that the stinky Taoist priest in front of him was very sick. "What on earth do you want to do? I'm telling you, I'm Mr. Huang's private soldier. If you go crazy with me again, I won't let you leave Huanglang Town."
"What?" Lin Fan laughed, then his eyes became sharp and he said in a deep voice, "Of course I'm going to kill you, this disloyal and unfilial thing."
After saying this, he swung the axe and chopped at Ma Sanbao.
"Looking for death." Seeing that the stinky Taoist priest was serious, Ma Sanbao was naturally not afraid at all. As Mr. Huang's private soldier, he naturally knew martial arts. Normally, it was no problem for him to deal with three or four people. So why should he be afraid of this skinny and stinky Taoist priest in front of him?
Split Mount Hua with force.
Ma Sanbao used his stick to block.
Snap!
Broken into two pieces "Ah..."
Ma Sanbao was shocked. The other party was holding an axe and he was holding a wooden stick. How could he block it?
Immediately afterwards, he was kicked in the heart and a sharp pain swept over him. Before he could come to his senses, he looked up and his pupils dilated. The axe was coming again. He was so frightened that he quickly raised his hand to block it.
Phew!
Lin Fan chopped off the opponent's arm with an axe. The broken arm fell to the ground and blood splattered all over the ground. He touched his face and was accidentally sprayed with some blood.
Looking at Ma Sanbao, who was collapsed on the ground in agony, the corners of his mouth curled up even higher.
“No, no.” Ma Sanbao’s face was distorted, with fear and pain alternating. He stood up with difficulty and wanted to run out of the house, but in an instant, he felt that his right leg seemed to have lost consciousness. He looked down and saw that his calf was separated and also chopped off.
Snap!
Fall to the ground.
"Master, I was wrong. I was really wrong."
Ma Sanbao relied on his only remaining hand to climb out and grabbed the door sill, trying to hide in the darkness outside, as if that was the safest place.
"No, you don't know that you are wrong, you know that you are going to die." Lin Fan said dimly.
Ma Sanbao kept looking back in fear. The stinky Taoist holding the axe was staring at him with a mocking look and was even approaching him slowly step by step.
I want to run.
I want to live.
"save……"
Before he could even shout for help.
A hand grabbed his ankle and dragged him into the house.
"No……"
Ma Sanbao reached out to grab the darkness outside, and the hope in his eyes quickly dissipated.
Bang! The door closed, the darkness outside dissipated, and only the light inside the house enveloped him.
(End of this chapter)