Chapter 130 (1/2)

Zhang Shui opened his mouth as if he had opened a speech box and told Zichen about his depression in his heart.

”In the miraculous medicine garden, if there was no elder martial brother Zichen, I would have died long ago. Over the past two months, I have already thought about how to be a mortal, but unfortunately they didn't give me this chance.”

”The last time they came, the villagers gathered together a piece of inferior Pinyuan stone. But how long did it take? It was only half a month before they came again. They asked for a lower Pinyuan stone. Their goal was to make me feel guilty and blame myself, and then watch the villagers die one by one.”

Holding his hair with both hands dead, Zhang Shui's eyes were full of pain, tears slipped from the bottom of his eyes, and the voice of crying rang out, ”it's me who hurt them, it's me.”

Zhang Shui is very haggard. The despair in his eyes is not for himself, but for the villagers.

Knowing that this was a conspiracy, he was unable to jump out and could only fall into it step by step.

”Today, I was just beaten up and took a dozen pieces of broken yuan stone. But after a few days, if they don't have anything to take away, I'm afraid they will kill people until they finish killing one by one.”

Zhang Shui's face was full of tears, very sad, very painful, very desperate.

Zichen was shocked in her heart. She thought that Zhang Shui's Dantian had been abandoned. She became a mortal from a monk. She was silent. She couldn't imagine that she was worried about the villagers.

And the whole thing, Zhang Shui has seen very thoroughly, he knows everything, but he has no ability to crack all this.

Only waiting for death.

This is a kind of sorrow, in the world of the strong, the sorrow of the mortals.

For monks, Tu village is just two words. A few rotten lives are just like ants, which is very simple. But for these ordinary people, this is life, which is their foundation.

They live in the bottom, very hard, every day for a bite of food, hard work. However, it was not as good as a monk's word. A simple word ”Tu Cun” could frighten them into a state of unconsciousness and restlessness.

And those monks talking about Tu village may be eating and drinking, eating and playing.

”It's a dead game. No one can break it.” Zhang Shui's face was full of tears, pain and despair. He suddenly looked up and looked at Zichen and pleaded: ”Chenzi, I know you are a monk. I want to ask you one thing. Take the villagers away and hide for a period of time. After I die, I will bring them back.”

Zichen's heart vibrated, very moved, and her eyes were moist. She asked herself why only among these ordinary mortals can we see the beauty of the world and the most sincere feelings in the world?

At that time, the villagers of Qingshui village, in order to save him and Wang Xianer, did not hesitate to take the lives of all the villagers to help them.

Now, for the sake of the whole village, Zhang Shui did not hesitate to be tortured to death, but did not dare to commit suicide.

Are friars ruthless?

This is an unanswerable question, at least Zichen has not found the answer.

”Please, Chenzi, my life should have been gone a year ago. I should have died in the miraculous herb garden. It's worth living so long. I just hope you can take the villagers away for a while and come back with them after I die.”

Zhang Shui pleaded, his eyes full of determination in despair.

”Their goal is me. As long as they torture me to death, they will not attack the villagers again. You just have to wait for a period of time.”

Zichen was very moved, but shook his head and said, ”no way!”

”You...!” Zhang Shui's body was stiff, and he didn't know what to say, but the sadness in his eyes was even worse.

”Do you want to watch the villagers die, or do you think it's their life and they should be killed by me?” Zhang Shui trembled his voice.

”I don't promise you, because this bureau, I help you break.” Purple Chen sink voice way.

The villagers are innocent, and Zhang Shui is also innocent. The damned one is Ling Yun. At the beginning, he calculated all these things. Therefore, he must break this bureau and break it.

Zichen has killed many people. He is absolutely not a good man, nor a just man. Breaking the situation is not showing off, but doing what he can.

”You... Can you break?” Zhang Shui looked at Zichen in disbelief and exclaimed: ”you are crazy. Do you know what a big game this is? You think you can break the game by just a monk. I told you that I was the eight times heaven of true Qi, and I was hurt. And this person of layout is more inborn realm.”

Zhang Shui glared at Zichen and said: ”you are a monk. You must know what the innate state means. Moreover, he is not a general monk. He is the existence of the late congenital period. You can't defeat him at all. You'd better take the villagers with you. I don't want to kill the villagers or you. During this period of time, you come to my house to deliver game every day. I appreciate you. You'd better take the villagers with you. ”

”After a while, they can't go for a lifetime. Since the people who make the layout can lay out in Daling village, they may also be in other places. They may be Qianling village or Xiling village. If the people in Daling village are gone, do others want to escape?” Zichen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a killing idea appeared on her body. She said, ”I don't want a tragedy to happen, but I have to break the situation and break the layout.””But you?” Zhang Shui still did not believe that the black youth could break the game.

”At the beginning, I broke all the deathless games in the miraculous medicine garden. What's more, since God won't let you die, then you can't die. I'll break this one.” Purple Chen suddenly a smile, look in the eye is matchless firm.

”You...!” Zhang Shui looked at Zichen with horror, ”Chenzi... Zichen... You... Are... Zichen elder martial brother, you... Are still alive!”

Take a close look at this dark young man, and he looks like elder martial brother Zichen.

Purple Chen tiny smile, way: ”now know I can break Bureau, this matter is limited to you know I know.”

”Well, well!” Zhang Shui kept nodding and wiping away the tears on his face with his sleeve. Like a child, his eyes were full of excitement.

”Well, now it's time for me to go and think about how to break the game. As for you, you are so haggard, you'd better eat something. Don't worry about it.” Zichen road.

”Well, well!” Zhang Shui nodded. ”You stay here, elder martial brother. Let's have some together.”