Yu Yu was scolded by Zhou Xiaodu and couldn't help but shook his head and said angrily: "You kid, you are really sharp-tongued."

"Thank you." Zhou Xiaodu smiled sweetly, "Compared to my mouth, I think my iron claws are sharper."

"You are right." Yu Yu did not refute, "Not only are they sharp, they are also poisonous." The blue color on the iron gloves was very strange, and it looked like they were contaminated with poison.

"You have good eyesight." Zhou Xiaodu praised him, turned around and walked out of the hall. When he came to the threshold, he stopped again and turned around slowly, "By the way, where are the children in the village? You won't really send them away.

Did they go to see the river god?"

Yu Yu hesitated for a while and confessed: "I sent them to study abroad."

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaodu narrowed his eyes slightly and said playfully: "Since you have chosen to pick up the butcher's knife, why should you keep useless kindness?"

"It's not that I don't understand the principle of eradicating the roots," Yu Yu sighed, "but I'm just trying to take revenge, not to commit more crimes. If their descendants want revenge, then just come. I can't let it go.

Hatred is naturally the same for others. They are not living Buddhas and cannot avoid being vulgar. I have been willing to swallow the karma of retribution from the moment I kowtow and worship."

"People like you can't live long in the world of martial arts." Zhou Xiaodu said.

"As a person walks in the world, where is the river and the lake?" Yu Yu looked at her from a distance, "If you live against your will, how much better than death?"

Zhou Xiaodu couldn't help but smile, "You are sober."

Yu Yu said helplessly: "Being awake may not be better than Hutu."

"At least a Hutu person like me hopes to live a more sensible life." Zhou Xiaodu shrugged and said.

She said nothing more to Yu Yu and turned around to leave the quiet little temple, leaving the black-robed woman alone under the statue of the river god, sighing by herself, "It's so rare to be in a lake..."

Two crooked lines of blood-stained writing hung on the woman's left and right sides, as dark as ink, getting closer to the color of her robe.

Zhou Xiaodu went down the mountain and returned to the altar. He found that everyone had dispersed, so he returned to the hut where his second brother Yang lived. Sure enough, he saw Zhima and Jiang Sibai sitting in the house, waiting for her.

Zhou Xiaodu asked casually: "Didn't those villagers drive you away?"

Zhima said: "Let's hurry up. I injured a few people with the back of my knife and scared them away, so I didn't make it."

Zhou Xiaodu sneered: "They are really a mob."

"What did you say to the messenger?" Jiang Sibai asked curiously.

Zhou Xiaodu poured himself a glass of water, "I didn't say anything."

Jiang Sibai frowned and said, "Then why did he pretend to be a ghost and give poison to the villagers?"

"Because of personal hatred." Zhou Xiaodu simply summarized.

"Private vendetta?" Jiang Sibai was puzzled, "What kind of personal vendetta can involve hundreds of people in the entire village?"

"That's someone's private matter. Why do you want to ask more about it?" Zhou Xiaodu rolled his eyes impatiently.

"That's poison! If you eat too much, you will die! He is murdering hundreds of lives, how can he just sit idly by and ignore it?" Jiang Sibai said sternly.

Zhou Xiaodu disagreed, "Is it right to prevent those who have been wronged from seeking revenge?"

"If there is any grievance, why not report it to the government and let it be judged by laws and regulations?" Jiang Sibai said.

"If the law does not punish everyone, will the government kill hundreds of people just to pay for her life?" Zhou Xiaodu asked rhetorically.

Jiang Sibai was dumbfounded for a while, but still stubbornly said: "I am a doctor, I can't watch them die in front of me and do nothing."

"You can go and save me, I won't stop you, but I don't think you can be saved." Zhou Xiaodu said casually.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

The two of them watched Jiang Sibai go out with the medicine box, and Zhima said: "I don't think he can be saved. Those villagers have been brainwashed by the messenger and turned into demons..."

Zhou Xiaodu drank the water in one gulp, "Who makes him a doctor? Saving lives and healing the wounded is something that is engraved in his bones. He can't do it without hitting the south wall."

Therefore, she did not tell Jiang Sibai more about Yu Yu's grievances, lest he and Yu Yu would empathize and become more entangled in whether to save or not to save him.

"Just let him hit his head and bleed, so that he knows that the south wall cannot be broken through." She said, "On your side, I saw that you were overflowing with compassion in the past, but you are quite good today."

Zhima said: "You have made it clear that you don't want to save those people, so I can't be right with you, right?"

Zhou Xiaodu said curiously: "I haven't seen you do anything against me either!"

"Who told you that you have so many different opinions? I'm not the roundworm in your belly. How can I guess your thoughts without testing them a few times?" Zhima said confidently.

If he was really against Zhou Xiaodu's will, he could just kill him with one move using Zhou Xiaodu's martial arts. Then it would be his turn to jump up and down? In the final analysis, it was just testing the limits of Zhou Xiaodu's tolerance.

Zhou Xiaodu really wanted to draw the sword, he would definitely see Slim first than anyone else.

"Since when have I been saying something different?" Zhou Xiaodu looked at him sadly.

Sesame Head Railway: "Most of the time."

Zhou Xiaodu rolled up his sleeves and said, "Oh? Then you can tell me what the results of your test were?"

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Zhima hurriedly said: "Of course I know you are a good person, so I believe in the choice you made. You have your own reasons for not saving me!"

Zhou Xiaodu sneered: "A good man?"

"Anyway, there is still a gap between being a bad guy..."

Zhou Xiaodu said: "If I say that I don't care about the life and death of those villagers just because I accepted the benefits of the envoy, do you still think that I am a good person?"

"But you said that the envoy was wronged..." Zhima said aggrievedly.

"That's just her one-sided statement. There's no way to prove whether it's true or not. Besides, I don't care about any injustice or hatred. I'm only interested in the benefits." Zhou Xiaodu said indifferently.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then raised his palms and patted his head, "Pah! Pah!"

Zhou Xiaodu said strangely: "What are you doing?"

"I didn't hear anything just now," he said.

Zhou Xiaodu: "???Why are you hiding your ears and stealing your bell?"

"Then as your friend, what else can I do besides being with you?" Zhima spread his hands.

"Heh, that sounds grand, but you're just afraid that I'll beat you up!" Zhou Xiaodu sneered.

"Don't say it so harshly! You see how you usually have no desires and desires. It's rare that you want something. I can't point at your nose and say, 'You can't give up saving people for your own selfish desires', right?"

Zhima sighed, "Just be selfish. Who can live to be a saint? Moreover, I am still willing to believe in your judgment and choice. After all, you are a person who can even save a puppy, so you can't be cruel."

"

"Who said that? People who can save dogs may not save other people." Zhou Xiaodu walked to Jizi and touched its dog hair. The little guy hugged her legs and wanted to play with her, "In my case,

Here, dogs are cuter than people."

"That's good, I think so too!" Zhima smiled and held up his hands, "So what exactly did you gain from accepting that messenger?"

Zhou Xiaodu looked at him sideways, "What? Do you want to share the stolen goods?"

"I'm just curious. After all, you really don't seem to care about anything..." He wondered.

"It's not that rare, I just want it." Zhou Xiaodu said calmly while teasing the dog, "If I really have no desire and no need, why would I still be alive?"

Hearing this, the young man laughed and said, "Then don't care about what is right or wrong. Congratulations first, you got what you wanted!"

Zhou Xiaodu raised his eyes and said slowly: "Because you are so knowledgeable, I will tell you a story."

Zhima Zhiyi said: "What story?" His expression was quite interested.

"The story of a little fisherman..."


Chapter completed!