C47 (2/2)

The Soul Suppressing Talisman took effect, causing Chen Jiuren's consciousness to start to waver, and he slowly tried to struggle free from the control of the Pig Slaughtering Knife. Jian Zhen took the chance and jumped down the stage, standing there panting.

”Boom!” The sound of a motor could be heard. As soon as he turned his head, he was blinded by the lights. He quickly changed his position and saw two cars stop by the platform.

”Pop pop”, the electric motor was activated, and the water pipe sprayed out a liquid, which was used by Chen Jiuren on the stage.

”Blood, Uncle!” When I smelled the thick smell of blood, I immediately thought of Uncle, because other than Uncle, who else would know of this secret? I had told Su Ming Wang about it just now, but he didn't listen to me.

Sure enough, from the other car, Uncle walked out and smiled when he saw me.

On the high platform, the blood that suddenly fell like rain made Chen Jiuren stop in his movements, he just stood there blankly, and allowed the blood to drip down.

”Uncle, where did you find so much pig's blood? Is that enough?” I asked as I looked at the stage. This kind of utilization rate was too low. It was probably a waste, but I didn't know if it was enough.

”I have already bought all the chicken blood, duck blood and pig blood that I could buy in the nearby towns. If it was not enough, I can't do anything about it.

Su Ming Wang shuddered, and quickly took out his phone to get some blood.

Roughly two minutes later, the blood that the Uncle had brought was all spat out, a whole two buckets of blood were all gone, the killing intent emitted by the Pig Slaughtering Knife had dropped to the lowest, but there was still some left.

The high platform was covered in blood. The blood was flowing slowly and the smell of blood was extremely strong.

”Clank” Chen Jiuren's hands loosened and the Pig Slaughtering Knife fell to the ground.

The people of Uncle immediately rushed to the stage, and scraped the blood off the ground before throwing it at the Pig Slaughtering Knife. After another minute, they took out the Pig Slaughtering Knife and brought it in front of Uncle.

By then, Chen Jiuren had already woken up. The pain in his hands made him scream incessantly, but the blood that had filled the stage stupefied him even more. He did not know what had happened.

”Serves you right,” I said with a sneer, this time Chen Jiuren is dead, killing the monks in public, no matter how he explained, he couldn't explain it clearly. Are those monks easy to bully, if I remember correctly, Su Zhi's parents told me that this was something Su Ming Wang invited from a very famous temple nearby, this time he is in big trouble.

”Let's go!” The Uncle patted my shoulder. The Pig Slaughtering Knife had returned, and he was still alive. He didn't want to stay here any longer.

I nodded, I naturally wanted to follow Uncle as well. Looking at Su Ming Wang's old face made me feel unhappy in my heart.

But before we could get on the car, Monk Jian Zhen stood in front of us and blocked our way.

”If you want this blade, then don't say anything. This blade is passed down by our ancestors, it can't be given to you,” Uncle said indifferently, revealing the monk's intentions.

”It's a Demon Blade Demon Blade, it will harm the innocent” said Monk Jian Zhen.

”It's none of your business. We will be responsible for the consequences. Moreover, you saw it yourself, we have a way to stop it!” The Uncle said.

Once it mentioned this, Jian Zhen's merciful expression immediately revealed your anger, and said: ”Do you know what it is doing, it is condoning the demon? There will be a day when you cannot satisfy its desires, and it will become a disaster!”

”I know, then I will give you my blade. Can you destroy it? I'll tell you the prerequisite first, Buddha's sariras, can you do that?” Uncle asked as indifferently as before.

The Buddhist Sangha, that was a treasure of the buddhist faith, it did not even have those famous temples. Where did he come from, Holy Monk, in this Age of Chaos, who would dare to call themselves Holy Monk?

”Since you can't do it, then let's do it. However, when you have reached these two conditions, you can come find me. I will offer up this blade with both hands for you to destroy.” The Uncle smiled and handed over a name card.

Monk Jian Zhen was so angry that he choked, but he couldn't find any reason to refute, and could only watch as we left.

On the carriage, Uncle asked me about the matter after I was kidnapped, and I told him everything, including Su Zhi's family's matter. After Uncle finished listening, he stared at the Pig Slaughtering Knife in his hands for a long time, and finally sighed.