Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

#126 - Young man, please put away your magical powers! (Please subscribe!)

The spinning Eightfold Spring Rain transformed into a terrifying water tornado upon encountering the water.

Wherever the water tornado passed, wood and mud were shattered, along with the unblinking corpses.

Thump, thump, thump!

Thunderous impacts echoed densely as the Eightfold Spring Rain pulverized everything in its path!

With a boom!

The river mouth, clogged with countless mud and corpses, was torn apart and pulverized in a short time, turning into flying rapids.

The river mouth was completely cleared, its power undiminished; the blade's force, rebounding off the mountain peaks, nearly stopped the surging flood.

Our hero, the Wave Severing Swordsman, truly severed the waves today!

The mountains on both sides trembled constantly, shaking off countless rocks.

Even after running a good distance away, the group of Jianghu rescuers was shaken numb, their ears ringing.

What kind of swordsmanship is this!

So terrifying!

One of them, watching the river water bursting from the river mouth like a silver river falling to the ground, couldn't help but exclaim, "It's open! It's open!"

Before the crowd could rejoice, they heard the mad voice again.

"This river channel is still not wide enough!"

"Let me help you loosen it up!"

"Body Piercing Sword Qi! Emerge!"

The blocked river mouth had been opened, but Duan Yun still felt it was too narrow, so the young hero's burning gaze turned to the mountains on both sides.

This place was already filled with a large number of floating corpses, so when the Body Piercing Sword Qi emerged, death energy merged with it without restraint.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

A terrifying buzzing sound reverberated through the heavens and earth. Centered on Duan Yun, two streams of deathly Body Piercing Sword Qi transformed into two black sword pillars, sweeping towards the mountains on both sides!

Rumble!

The river mouth, which had remained largely unchanged for thousands of years, was forcibly penetrated, loosened, and widened by Duan Yun!

The flood, blocked for so long, rushed downstream with greater intensity.

The people hiding on the mountain peaks felt as if the entire mountain was about to collapse.

Several female heroes who had fearlessly rescued people before were now pale with fright, some even leaking a little.

After all, they were facing a guy who almost made the mountains "pee their pants."

At this moment, the man with the swimming dragon tattoo mustered his courage and shouted, "Senior, please withdraw your supernatural powers!"

He was afraid that if the other party went any crazier, they would have to be buried with the mountains and river channel.

Duan Yun realized that the widening project was almost complete, so he retracted his sword fingers, and the terrifying buzzing sword pillars gradually dissipated.

The people on the mountain peaks felt like they had regained their lives.

They had encountered someone even more terrifying than the flood.

The flood, blocked for so long, flowed down the river channel like a silver river spilling.

Duan Yun stood at the river mouth, looking at this magnificent scene. Although he was a little tired, his heart was full.

Doing chivalrous deeds is so good!

Some time later, the group of chivalrous rescuers arrived nearby, looking awestruck.

The man with the swimming dragon tattoo cupped his fist and said, "Thank you, Senior, for your righteous action! May I ask for your name?"

Duan Yun said, "I am Duan Lang, just a Jianghu traveler passing by."

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

It wasn't that he was playing the role of an expert, but he suddenly remembered Da Bai and Xiao Hui. Now that it was so chaotic, he was worried that the panda and gray donkey, along with their treasures, would be lost.

"Duan Lang? Could it be the young master of Cloud Severing Manor?" one of the female heroes wondered.

Suddenly, someone said tremblingly, "Duan, Duan Old Demon, also often calls himself 'Wave Severing' Swordsman."

"What?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed.

The two who had leaked a little earlier instantly tightened their legs.

Previously, Old Demon Duan's reputation in Yu Prefecture was not as great as in Yun Prefecture because Yu Prefecture and Yun Prefecture were separated by a distance, and the old demon's deeds did not spread so widely. In addition, there was a gap between the Jianghu of Yu Prefecture and Yun Prefecture, and they often thought that the other side liked to brag.

The Jianghu people of Yu Prefecture had always thought that Old Demon Duan was a deliberately exaggerated figure by Yun Prefecture, just to make the Jianghu there seem more exciting and turbulent.

But during this period, Old Demon Duan first mercilessly killed dozens of Red Mansion fairies in Yu Prefecture, and even Tang Sect's young master Tang Yu Xiaobao could not escape the fate of being urinated on. Later, he even went on a killing spree at Zhu Yan Manor.

The well-known Pig Black Face and Pig's Second Madam Chen Ying, a female hero, were successively played to death. It is said that even wanting to hold hands and die together before their death, they were ruthlessly separated by the demon, and their demonic nature was truly appalling.

These were all true events that happened in Yu Prefecture, so the Yu Prefecture Jianghu was shocked, and Old Demon Duan's demonic name spread rapidly, causing great consternation.

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

This flood caused unimaginable disasters to the seven cities and twenty-six towns of Yu Prefecture.

The main reason was that the flash flood came too fast, too violently, and too suddenly. Many people in the towns simply did not have time to react and were buried in the flood.

Moreover, the many corpses that came with the water gave people a rather ominous and unlucky feeling.

Some couldn't help but sigh that the mountain god and river goddess must have been angry to bring down such a terrible disaster.

If Duan Yun hadn't opened the river mouth in time, the consequences of this flood would have been unimaginable.

Although the flood had receded a lot, the scene in front of them was truly one of desolation.

Some of the corpses in the flood were washed ashore, and some were hung on trees after the flood receded.

During this period, there were naturally people rescuing.

Duan Yun silently observed that the most rescue work was not done by the imperial court, but by a group of people who called themselves "righteous men."

This group of people and the ones who went to break the river mouth earlier should belong to the same force, and some had a "grape" mark on their necks.

Duan Yun inquired and learned that they were from the Bodhi Benevolent Hall.

The master of the Bodhi Benevolent Hall, Meat Bodhi, was previously a monk in Yunshan Temple, with the Dharma name "Wu Chen."

"Wu Chen" had been familiar with Buddhist scriptures since he was a child and believed that the masters and senior brothers in the temple were all compassionate and rescued people from suffering.

But later, as he slowly grew up, he gradually discovered a very terrifying thing.

That is, the entire Yunshan Temple was full of lofty sentiments and righteousness, but they were wholeheartedly pursuing worldly fame and wealth. Their outward benevolence and kindness concealed their ugly appearance.

Until one day, Wu Chen accidentally entered the secret room under the Buddhist hall, heard the bursts of male and female gasps coming from inside, and saw the piles of white bones below, he was extremely frightened.

He was not only afraid of the lewd and evil deeds of the masters and senior brothers, but also afraid that everything he had firmly believed in had completely turned into a dream bubble.

The Buddhist hall was no longer a Buddhist hall, but a purgatory; the masters and senior brothers were no longer Bodhisattvas, but evil ghosts!

He believed that Buddha was not like this, and the monks who believed in Buddha should not be like this!

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

He held an Ananda knife in his hand, and when he opened his eyes, he killed and killed, killing everyone in Yunshan Temple clean. It is said that the Buddha statues in the Buddhist hall were soaked in blood, scarlet red, like bleeding tears.

After that, Wu Chen disappeared.

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

He claimed that his flesh and blood could clear all poisons and regenerate flesh from bones. As long as they were not heinous people, he was willing to cut his flesh to save them.

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

If someone who slaughtered his sect was not crazy, what was he?

As a result, one day, the Ruan brothers were poisoned by corpses and could not be cured. They found Meat Bodhi, and after the two brothers ate his flesh, not only was the corpse poison completely resolved, but their skills were even better than before.

Naturally, the Ruan brothers worshiped him.

After that, Meat Bodhi saved more and more people by cutting his flesh, and he created the Bodhi Benevolent Hall, forming his own lineage. The people in the Benevolent Hall called themselves "righteous men" and did good deeds throughout their lives.

Over the years, the Bodhi Benevolent Hall has never stopped doing good deeds, and the righteous men inside are by no means superficially benevolent and inwardly dirty people.

Occasionally, a few people with ulterior motives appear, and they all die unexpectedly.

The rules of the Bodhi Benevolent Hall are extremely strict. Meat Bodhi cuts his flesh to save people, but there is no one alive under Ananda's knife.

Therefore, in the hearts of the people, the reputation of the Bodhi Benevolent Hall is much better than that of the imperial court and benevolent masters.

And this time, Duan Yun also saw with his own eyes how they tried their best to rescue people.

As a result, Duan Yun, Young Hero Duan, silently made a decision.

Inside the Qingbai City Yamen, several major families and sects near Yu Prefecture gathered.

The purpose was naturally to prepare for disaster relief.

The person in charge of this matter was Wu Shan of the Bodhi Benevolent Hall, who was the person who rescued people in the water with the swimming dragon tattoo the other day.

Although he had not been in the Benevolent Hall for long and was relatively young with ordinary cultivation, his status in the hall was not low because he was the last disciple accepted by Meat Bodhi.

The Yamen was unwilling to get too involved in the thankless task of asking the masters to donate money for disaster relief because with the Bodhi Benevolent Hall around, it was difficult for them to share a little of the disaster relief funds, so they only provided a venue and were responsible for watching the show.

The Bodhi Benevolent Hall had a good reputation among the lower-level people, and Meat Bodhi's status in the Jianghu was not low, but these family and sect masters were also very difficult to deal with.

Meat Bodhi's Ananda knife could drag people into hell, but since he destroyed the Yunshan Temple, Meat Bodhi had been wholeheartedly doing good deeds and had never used it on outsiders, so his deterrent force was not enough.

In the hall, Wu Shan earnestly said, "Seniors, you have also seen the situation in the seven cities and twenty-six towns of Yu Prefecture. If we don't provide disaster relief, more people will die."

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

As soon as these words came out, others echoed.

"My Yunshan Palace's tea business is all gone. The Palace Master has been worried these days and has not eaten well. He even doesn't 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 at once. If they are not dealt with in time, epidemics may take away more people, but these masters and palace masters are still worried about their young master's marriage and whether they can afford to drink bird's nest.

The imperial court is now weak and poor compared to them.

Perhaps if it weren't for his master's Ananda knife, these big figures who had scraped so much fat from the people would not have come.

At this time, Mr. Huang said, "Righteous Man Wu, we are also concerned about the people, but disaster relief is not something that we can do with just a few families. We have to call on the people together."

"It's still the old rule. My Huang family will take the lead and donate three thousand taels of silver. After enough disaster relief funds are raised, we only need to return two thousand five hundred taels, and the remaining five hundred taels will be truly donated!"

Mr. Huang said generously.

"Then Yunshan Palace will also donate three thousand taels, but the matter of only returning two thousand five hundred taels has to be asked of the Palace Master."

"Me too!"

Hearing this, Wu Shan wanted to laugh angrily.

"Seniors, if too many people die, there will be fewer people to do business for you in the future, and even fewer people to be your servants!"

"Yes, so we need the people to be generous and tide over the difficulties together."

"So many people have been affected by the disaster this time, how many people can be generous?" Wu Shan said sullenly.

"Righteous Man Wu, there are always more solutions than difficulties. Disaster relief has always been like this. No, in the past, all of our silver had to be returned."

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"That's right."

"That's right."

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

"This is a good thing. Someone in my Yu Prefecture is so generous, it's a good start!" Mr. Huang exclaimed.

"It's gold." Wu Shan said.

"Gold?"

Hearing this, Mr. Huang and others' eyes lit up slightly.

"Who is donating the money?" someone asked.

"A passing young hero." Wu Shan replied.

"A young hero donated so much? How much will be returned in the future?"

"No need to return it." Wu Shan said.

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

"He said his surname is Duan, and his name is Lang. Just call him Duan Lang." Wu Shan said seriously.

"Duan Lang? Someone from Cloud Severing Manor? It's so far away."

"Wait!"

"Old Demon Duan!"

"Old Demon Duan!"

Two people said in unison.

The three words "Old Demon Duan" seemed to have a magical power. Some of the masters who were sitting there leisurely stood up.

Wu Shan shook his head and said, "I don't know anything about Old Demon Duan. All I know is Duan Lang, Young Hero Duan, who broke the river mouth and was generous in donating 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', and later changed his name to 'Duan Lang'."

Mr. Huang also became nervous and said, "It can't be Old Demon Duan, it can't be Old Demon Duan. It should be the same name."

Yes, it was more painful for him to donate money than to kill him.

The five hundred taels of silver that did not need to be returned were something he had struggled with for a long time, wanting to form a good relationship with the Bodhi Benevolent Hall.

After all, if something happened in the future, Bodhi Meat could save his life.

Disaster relief, giving those rebellious people food and drink?

Just thinking about it made him angry, okay?

At this time, Wu Shan said, "The silver donated by Young Hero Duan was converted, and most of it is jewelry. The most valuable thing should be this thing."

With that, he went outside and brought in a twisted and deformed nine-tooth rake.

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

It really is Old Demon Duan!

The destruction of Zhu Yan Manor by Old Demon Duan had already spread, causing the Yu Prefecture sects and families to be terrified.

Now, Pig Black Face's nine-tooth rake is here, so who else could it be!

Old Demon Duan is crazy, he really donated three thousand taels of gold!

Those seated were all prominent figures in the area, who were originally relaxed and at ease, but now sat as if on pins and needles.

Old Devil Duan donated. Will you donate or not?

He alone donated three thousand taels of gold. How much will you donate?

If you donate too little, will he think you're not giving him face and kill your whole family!

No, it's not just killing your whole family, but turning you into a woman, making you pee, raping you, and then killing your whole family.

This is damn forced donation!

The lords' expressions were uncertain, some gnashing their teeth, some in pain as if their flesh was being cut off, and even more were filled with fear.

At this moment, Master Huang, his face flushed red and then white, spoke again, "I, I donate three thousand taels, of gold!"

When he said the word "gold," he seemed about to cry.

"No, not three thousand taels, but three thousand five hundred taels of gold! Fully donated to disaster relief, with no return required," Master Huang said with a determined look, gritting his teeth and appearing resolute.

"I, I will also donate three thousand five hundred taels!"

"I, I have to ask my Palace Master, but it will definitely be more than three thousand taels!"

"So does our Gathering Wind Hall!"

At this time, Master Huang held Wu Shan's hand and said earnestly, "If possible, please trouble Wu Hero to inform Young Hero Duan that we are also chivalrous people, and generous donations are our duty."

Wu Shan cupped his fist and said, "Senior Masters, your righteousness is admirable. If I have the chance, I will definitely convey it to Young Hero Duan Lang."

After that, he left with his rake.

For a time, the lords in the hall were also in a state of "widespread lamentation."

Wu Shan returned to the Benevolence Hall and said to his fellow disciples, "The silver for disaster relief has been raised, it's enough. Everyone, do your best to relieve the disaster and save people."

"Yes, Senior Brother Wu!"

"By the way, Xiao Yun, please prepare a benevolence stone. I want to erect a statue for Young Hero Duan Lang!" Wu Shan said.

In order to encourage people to do good deeds, the Bodhi Benevolence Hall would erect statues for "great philanthropists."

This was also a kind of honor in the martial world.

The junior sister named Xiao Yun's face changed suddenly, and she said, "But, Senior Brother Wu, he is actually Old Devil Duan..."

"Our Bodhi Benevolence Hall values actions, not intentions. Young Hero Duan Lang, in our eyes, deserves a large statue!" Wu Shan said firmly.

At this time, Young Hero Duan Lang was standing by the flood, staring blankly, muttering to himself, "I really donated everything."

Although heroes were said to be generous and wealth would return after being spent, it was still the first time, and he was still a little reluctant.

He looked at the Yellow Mountain Gold Sword in his hand and said, "Well, at least I still have you."

There was also a thousand taels of deposit and dozens of taels of silver, enough for this young hero to live a carefree life.

Little Grey and Panda Daba sat beside him, unable to understand why he would sometimes tilt his head to look at the sky, sometimes look heroic, and sometimes look reluctant, filled with emotion.

Little Grey was quite happy instead, as the burden on its body seemed to have lightened a lot.

Suddenly, Duan Yun looked into the distance.

There, was a woman, with a familiar dress.

A female constable from the Pure Qi Division?

However, this female constable wasn't one of those perverted sister flowers, her chest was at least two cup sizes smaller, she should be from Yuzhou territory.

At this time, this female constable was studying the salvaged corpses with two of her subordinates.

"Constable, these six corpses basically have symptoms of poisoning, and two of them have strangulation marks on their necks," a coroner-like person said.

"Time of death?"

"At least three days."

"You mean, they were all dead before the flood?" the female constable asked.

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

The female constable's eyes were cold, and she said, "This natural disaster may be a man-made disaster."

"But who has such a large scale."

"Wait a little longer, such a big commotion cannot be caused by just a few people. I have sent people to investigate the upstream, and there should be results soon."

Duan Yun pricked up his ears, his eyes turning green.

This flood was caused by someone?

Damn it, who did it!

Causing so many people to die, become homeless, and also making this young hero lose so much money!

In an instant, the flame of justice in Young Hero Duan's heart burned again.

If it's really man-made, this young hero will definitely not let him have an easy time!

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