Sega really doesn't understand the behavior of the demon clan.
then?
In what age are we still fighting?
Countless strategies for dealing with the reckless man suddenly appeared in Sega's mind, some tricking his younger brother into gradually alienating him and then stabbing him in the back, some gaining his trust and then stabbing him in the back...
Anyway, it's just a stabbing. To deal with a fool, stabbing someone in the back is the fastest way.
"Aren't you afraid of being tricked by someone?"
"Why be afraid?"
Sun Wukong was a little confused.
He understood what Sega meant, but he didn't think there was any problem with it. If he was cheated based on his strength, it would be due to his lack of strength and he couldn't blame others.
This world is still about fists.
As for the mind?
He glanced at Lin Fang.
But every time Lin Fang saved the day, didn't he rely on other people's force?
Although he was very ashamed of Lin Fang's various hugging behaviors, he had to say that it was very effective.
Lin Fang looked at Brother Monkey in confusion.
Why do you keep looking at me?
He looked at Burial Love: "Am I any different?"
Yan Ai looked at it carefully: "It's a bit cheap."
Lin Fang: "..."
He rolled his eyes at Burial Love: "Get lost."
As soon as Burian Ai raised his hand, Lin Fang took the initiative to get out of the way.
Brother Monkey withdrew his gaze at this time and said: "Nature selects the fittest to survive. The monster race is strength-first. Rights and money are based on its own strength. If I am strong enough, I will do what I want."
stable."
This is also the reason why he returned to practice with peace of mind.
In the end, it all depends on strength.
Sega nodded thoughtfully: "It's barbaric, but it makes sense."
Everyone then went on the road, and Sega saw more along the way.
The current era is much better than what he remembered. Mortals no longer have to worry about the intrusion of monsters, and kings no longer have to pay tribute every year.
The monks are still there, but most of them are fake monks.
Xiniu Hezhou, who lost the blessing of Buddhism, seems to be much better than he was then.
Sega was a little puzzled: "It is not said that Buddhism protects the world, so why did the world's life become better after Lingshan was closed?"
Bury love thoughtfully.
Brother Monkey was thoughtful.
Zhu Bajie didn't listen carefully at all, nor did he take it to heart.
Monk Sha was also thinking, but had no clue.
Lin Fang said: "Because whether there is a Buddha or not, life still has to be lived."
Sega turned to look at him, thought for a moment and asked: "But with Buddha, shouldn't life be better?"
"Maybe."
Lin Fang shrugged.
"Compared to praying to Buddha, I prefer to solve it myself."
"When people encounter problems, they seek help from Buddha. But with so many people seeking help from Buddha, how many can Buddha solve?"
"After praying to the Buddha, I feel that everything will be fine, but can things really be solved?"
Lin Fang stared at Sega.
Sega opened her mouth, but not a word came out.
He thought of what his father told him when he was a child, saying that the Buddha protects the world. As long as he prays sincerely, the Buddha will hear him and bless him.
It is a blessing, not a solution.
When did he start to think that he could solve the problem just by asking Buddha?
"But, but, but..."
He wanted to say something, but he really couldn't.
Sega's mood is a bit low.
The lifelong belief he had held in his heart was completely shattered in Lin Fang's few words.
Lin Fang patted his shoulder and sighed: "We won't discuss this issue anymore, and don't keep it in your mind. As long as you forget what you just said, Buddha will still be pure and pure in your heart."
Sega: "..."
Phew!
He felt that his fragile heart had suffered another critical blow.
God is so fucking pure and pure.
Is your Buddha pure and pure?
While they were chatting, two groups of people suddenly rushed out from the front.
This shocked Sega.
Who?
When he took a closer look, his expression became strange.
In front of them was a group of Taoist priests wearing blue robes, and behind them was a group of monks wearing yellow robes. The two groups were facing each other tit for tat, and the target was obviously not them.
"Haha, then my little brother is passing by, leave now, all heroes, please excuse me."
As soon as Sega handed it over, they planned to run away.
But the rest of the people didn't move.
Brother Monkey frowned, sizing up both sides, his eyes rolling around.
These two groups of people all come from wild backgrounds.
It's not formal.
It looks like there is something good to watch.
He chose to ignore the matter and ignore it.
Burial Love was also looking at these people, and his brows were wrinkled a little bit, but he didn't intend to stand idly by.
"Old bald donkey, you actually hired help to collude with the evil spirits and watch me slay them."
At this time, on the Taoist side, a real man shouted loudly and rushed over.
Zhu Bajie retreated silently.
Brother Monkey stepped forward and blocked the real person who was rushing towards him.
The real person was slapped back and fell to the ground. After getting up, he still didn't understand what was going on. He stared at Sun Wukong and said angrily: "You unexpectedly attacked me secretly and took advantage of others' danger. What kind of hero are you?
"
Sun Wukong has a black question mark face.
Sneak attack?
Where did the sneak attack come from?
He looked at Lin Fang and asked, "Brother Lin Fang, did I make a sneak attack?"
Lin Fang shook his head: "No."
At this time, when the master saw that Sun Wukong dared to turn around, he felt that he had an opportunity and immediately became excited.
"Hahaha, a demon is a demon, you are so stupid, let me chop off your head."
He took out a Seven-Star Sword, walked to Sun Wukong in a few strides, jumped up high, and the Seven-Star Sword held high in his hand emitted a brilliant light, and struck down hard towards Sun Wukong.
when!
There was a melodious sound of metal collision.
The sword was completely bent, causing the real man's arm to go numb from the shock.
Real person: "..."
Sun Wukong punched out without looking back.
The real person flew out again and fell like a dog.
When the host standing behind saw this, he couldn't help but sneered: "Haha, Master Zixiao, you can't do this either."
After being helped to his feet by his disciples, the real man snorted coldly: "Humph, if you have the ability, come and do it."
The host was not to be outdone at this time.
"Come just come."
He looked at Sun Wukong.
Lin Fang kindly reminded: "Just a reminder, I am a member of the Jie Cult. If you hit me, you will be held accountable by the Taoist sect."
But the monk said calmly: "Accountability? People in the Taoist sect are also human beings. As long as we give this evildoer any excuse, there are many ways to control him."
Hearing these words, Sun Wukong's eyes were a little cold.
"Quite skilled?"
Lin Fang asked casually.
"Of course, this world is still ours after all."
"What about the congregation? A beast is a beast. Do you really think that standing in front of the stage is no longer a beast?"
The host was quite arrogant and did not have the demeanor of a monk at all.
Brother Monkey couldn't bear it anymore.
He clenched his fists and stared at the host coldly.