Chapter 30: The Alarmist Secrets of Conferred Gods

Chapter 30: The Alarmist Secrets of Conferred Gods

Chapter 30: The Alarmist Secrets of Conferred Gods

"Junior sister, do you understand? Are you satisfied with senior brother's explanation?" Wen Rui said with a smile as he looked at He Lingyun who was sitting elegantly.

Little Henu rubbed her hands at a loss, put down her crossed long legs and put them together, lowered her head and glanced at Wen Rui, and whispered: "No, I don't quite understand..."

"But!" The girl mustered up her courage and raised her head and said, "I believe you."

Wen Rui took a sip of wine, wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, frowned and asked: "What do you believe in me?"

Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Wen would interrogate him thoroughly. He Lingyun said in panic, "I... I believe Senior Brother Wen has done nothing bad... He will not harm us, the junior sisters..."

"That may not be the case. It is hard to say whether being involved in the dispute between the Chan and Jie sects will harm you."

Wen Rui said with a gloomy face: "The sheep eating grass in the fence, the chickens pecking at rice in the pen, the pigs rolling in the mud, and the dogs wagging their tails to beg for mercy, before being sent to the altar of heaven and earth to be sacrificed like straw dogs, didn't they also live a carefree and happy life?"

“I don’t know what the other sisters think…” He Lingyun raised his head and said seriously: “But I am a crane, not a chicken!”

"Yes, it is precisely because you are not a chicken that you are qualified to sit here and listen to what I say."

Wen Rui smiled and said, "However, in order to avoid misunderstandings caused by cognitive bias, I have to be more compatible with you and sort out each point with you."

He Lingyun pursed his lips and complained in his heart: What they are talking about "backward compatibility" is clearly saying that I am not smart enough.

"I've already told you the reason for killing Fashan, so I don't need to waste my breath repeating it, right?"

He Lingyun nodded.

"The reason for making friends with the Demon King is very simple. There are no eternal friends or eternal enemies. There are only eternal interests. As long as there are common interests, there is a basis for cooperation or even alliance."

Wen Rui explained patiently, "Besides, the open discrimination between the Xianjiao and Renjiao by the demon race and their intention to exterminate the demon race are their own secret plots. The Renjiao is trying to change the cage and make room for the human race to survive. The Xianjiao is trying to control biodiversity, maintain the genetic stability of the intelligent life population, and avoid uncontrollable mutations."

He Lingyun's brain started to burn again. She tried to think: "What is 'chicken yin', and what is 'bianyi'?"

"Let's change it to a way that you can understand better." Wen Rui scratched his head and thought:
"The awakened magical power of the demon race is the result of innate creation. Even gods, Buddhas and saints cannot suppress it perfectly."

"For example, the spider silk in the Pansi Cave can bind immortals regardless of their realm, the scorpion venom in the Pipa Cave can cause severe nerve stimulation to the Buddha, the centipede demon Baimu Demon Lord's thousand-eye golden light can break the Tiangang Holy Body, and the son of the Bull Demon King can spit out Samadhi True Fire..."

"In the eyes of gods, Buddhas and saints, all living beings in the three realms are ants, oh no, they are like bacteria. But bacteria can crossbreed and evolve, and super bacteria can be born. Those can kill gods and threaten the current pyramid power structure of the prehistoric world. Naturally, they must be suppressed and killed as thoroughly as possible."

"Otherwise, if a monster mutates one day and has the magical power to cut off the three flowers on the top of a god's head with a glare, and shatter the golden body of a Buddha with a sneeze, wouldn't all the gods and Buddhas in the sky be dumbfounded?"

"Compared to the extremely high mutation rate of the demon race, the genes of the human race are very stable. At most, they may become psychologically abnormal, but they will not mutate physiologically to produce innate magical powers that threaten the gods and Buddhas."

"In addition, the human race was created by the gods and immortals. What was the original intention of designing this product? It can't be like what the Chanjiao explained, that the way of heaven stipulates that the human race should flourish, and the gods must support the human race like public servants, so that they can develop to the point where they can ride on the head of the creator one day, right?

"As the fuse of the Conferred God Tribulation, Emperor Xin showed the slightest disrespect to the Creator, and a human dynasty must be destroyed. The flames of war spread and countless innocent mortals died. But in the end, the catastrophe was eliminated, auspicious signs descended from the sky, and the whole world celebrated and the world was blessed."

"If the county magistrate is unintentionally disrespectful to the Jade Emperor, the Jade Emperor will send down 'chicken pecking rice mountain, dog licking noodles mountain, lamp burning locks'. Otherwise, there will be a never-ending drought and extinction disaster in the region. He will not stop until all life within a thousand miles is wiped out and the area is turned into a wasteland. He would rather kill the wrong person than let him go."

"This is the best way to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys. Emperor Xin is the chicken, and those who are loyal to the Shang Dynasty are the chickens. Memetic contamination is like chicken plague. The entire chicken group must be humanely destroyed and disposed of harmlessly in large quantities before the epidemic can be completely ended."

"So, don't always talk about good and evil, morality, good and evil. The more you emphasize morality, the more you should be wary of those who like to label others as evil and publicize it, and what their real intentions are."

He Lingyun's mouth opened as wide as a screaming chicken. Her three views were shattered. She originally thought that she was kind by nature but was born a demon because it was unfair fate and the way of heaven. It was her miserable life and she could do nothing about it. Now she knew that it was not the case at all!
It took her a long time to gradually digest the heresy that Wen Rui had poured into her head. She looked exhausted and tired, and the look she gave Wen Rui was full of confusion and helplessness.

Her ambition was to refine her demon body and ascend to become an immortal. She also often fantasized about herself wearing a rosy robe and walking in the heavenly palace as part of the immortal class, breaking away from her filthy demon origin and enjoying light and glory.

Wen Rui completely destroyed this beautiful dream. Even if He Lingyun really became an immortal one day, he would have to collude with the executioners who intended to exterminate the demon race and step on the endless corpses of little demons who had the same dreams as himself to climb the ladder to heaven.

It has nothing to do with good or evil, and has nothing to do with any high-sounding reputations, titles, or imperial decrees. It is merely the law of survival, the law of the jungle, and there is no essential difference from being an animal.

Wen Rui seemed to feel pity and reached out to stroke her jaw. Just as the girl was getting panic-stricken, he raised his hand forcefully and closed He Lingyun's open mouth with a "click".

"You're so shocked by this little inside information?"

Wen Rui took back his hands and sarcastically said, "Don't you always say 'If I hear the truth in the morning, I will die in the evening'? The truth is often ugly. If you can't accept it, I'll erase your memory. Old Rui often erases Xiao Mo's memory, which is also a way of protecting you."

The girl rubbed her painful jaw, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, and gritted her teeth and said, "No need to erase my memory, I can bear it!"

She frowned, as if she had discovered a blind spot, and suddenly asked, "Brother Wen, if the truth is as ugly as you said, wouldn't reviving Jiejiao mean that the whole world would be enemies? Why did you risk the world's disapproval and set such a grand ambition?"

Wen Rui nodded repeatedly, looking in a good mood, as if his evil plan had succeeded, but his tone was perfunctory: "Then you have to ask Master Tongtian why he founded Jiejiao in the first place. Maybe he really likes non-human girls? Imagine that thousands of years later, the streets are full of girls with cat ears, rabbit ears, etc., which is quite exciting."

He Lingyun didn't understand the term "renwainiang", but he knew it was not a good thing. He stared at Wen Rui sharply and said, "I don't care what Master Tongtian likes, I'm asking you!"

Wen Rui's eyes flickered, but his expression soon hardened, and he said in a hoarse voice with no skill but full of emotion:
"I have my own principles. I don't want to be trampled underfoot by others all my life. Do you think I'm a beggar? I've waited for five hundred years. I'm waiting for an opportunity. I want to fight for it. I'm not trying to prove how great I am. I want to tell people that I must take back what I lost with my own hands!" He seemed to have said everything, and yet it seemed as if he had said nothing. The emotions in this passage were extremely infectious. He Lingyun had never heard of Senior Brother Wen's story, but at this moment, his decadent, dejected and ugly face was full of stories!
"I understand……"

He Lingyun nodded as if he understood something, and looked at Wen Rui with a faint light in his eyes.

Wen Rui didn't know what she understood, but this time he was tactful enough not to ask any further questions. He just continued to twitch the corners of his mouth and put on a constipated expression, as if he was trying hard to restrain his emotional outburst.

He Lingyun was a little afraid to ask when he saw his true feelings, but he couldn't help asking: "I have another question. Why did you use my killing of Fashan to earn the spirit stones of the four demon kings? This is too unrighteous..."

She wanted to say "immoral", but Wen Rui had just pointed out that the exchange of interests has nothing to do with good or evil, and morality should not be mentioned all the time, so she stopped herself and felt that her question was a bit childish.

Wen Rui's expression of grief and anger changed as if his face changed. His face was like a bodhisattva with his eyebrows drooped, showing neither sadness nor joy. He said:

"Fashan thought that he would be redeemed by sacrificing his blood and blood into a sword and dying. Do you think you can forgive him by accepting the sword? Aren't you all a little selfish?"

"Huh?" He Lingyun was stunned.

"Come with me. Seeing is believing. I'll show you where the spiritual stones I bought from selling Fashan's life went."

Wen Rui walked towards the elevator room, and He Lingyun followed him without knowing why. After entering the elevator, Wen Rui ordered, "Jarvis, go to the ninth floor."

He Lingyun suddenly recalled that when he asked Jin Yaoer where Wen Rui was in Tianshang Renjian, Jin Yaoer mentioned the ninth floor of Jinling Sect, and the name of that floor seemed to be "Teaching Hall".

The metal door of the elevator room on the ninth floor opened. He Lingyun followed Wen Rui into the depths of the corridor and they came to a vast underground space.

There is a large rectangular grass area here, surrounded by an oval running track. On one side of the running track are various simple iron bar combination structures, and there is even a small sand pit and a small pond.

After walking through the grass and the runway, they came to a row of houses opposite. On the houses hung a gold-lettered plaque with the seal characters "Dandelion Hope Primary School" inscribed on it.

Wen Rui pushed the door open and walked in, followed by He Lingyun into a corridor. There were many cute floral and animal patterns painted on the walls of the corridor. There were many rooms on both sides of the corridor. Looking in from the back door window, there were rows of neatly arranged tables and chairs in the room, and a light curtain wall panel hung on one side.

Many of the rooms were empty, but soon they came to the door of a room where the sound of reading could be heard.

He Lingyun secretly looked in through the window. Many demon children who still looked like animal cubs were sitting in a row, holding books with their clear eyes wide open, eager to learn, and following a large furry rag doll robot in front of the podium to read the text.

"When monsters are born, their nature is good. Their natures are similar, but their habits make them different. If they are not taught, their natures will change. The way to teach is to be specialized. ..."

The tender and crisp sound of reading echoed in his ears. Just like the name of this building, it possessed a weak yet hopeful power. He Lingyun had never seen such a scene before. He was stunned for a moment and felt inexplicably moved.

"Fashan has killed or injured more than a thousand monsters. Those monsters did not emerge from cracks in the rocks. They also have parents and children."

Wen Rui pointed at the demon cubs in the classroom and said, "Whether they are demons who have committed many evil deeds or demons who have died innocently, their families should not be blamed for their crimes, right? Just because their parents are demons, they are left to fend for themselves? Even if they are the children of evil demons, if they are properly educated, they may become lawyers or doctors in the future and contribute to society."

"If we leave them to fend for themselves, the weak ones will die soon, but the resolute ones may be able to survive with great difficulty and endure all the hardships. Their hearts will be filled with boundless hatred towards Fashan and they will have nowhere to vent it. The hatred will be transferred to the human race. The monsters will kill people, and people will kill monsters again. The cycle of revenge will never end."

"Providing pensions to the bereaved, supporting orphans, building schools, providing education... which one of these doesn't cost money?"

Wen Rui counted on his fingers and asked, "Can you, the fairy sister who forgave Fashan, pay for this?"

He Lingyun lowered his head in shame and shook his head with a red face.

"Can an ascetic monk like Fashan, who is devoted to Buddhism and has nothing else to his body, leave?"

He Lingyun continued to shake his head awkwardly.

"Can the Taoist temple of Fashan's master be released? I have only seen sentient beings sending money to the Taoist temples of the Western Teachings, but I have never seen the Taoist temples of the Western Teachings giving money to sentient beings."

"Perhaps the Four Demon Kings should go out, after all, those who died were their subordinates. It's a pity that the leaders of those dynamic social groups never care about the lives of their subordinates. They have accepted you as their subordinate, and you still have the nerve to ask for money? They asked you to kill the four people who obtained the scriptures because they thought highly of you. You were beaten to death because you are incompetent. You deserve it."

"If I have to pay for this, why should I do that? It's not my fault. Good people shouldn't be pointed at with guns, right?"

Wen Rui said in a sarcastic tone: "Why don't you ask the Holy Mother of Mount Lishan, she is kind and kind, ask her if she is willing to pay the money."

He Lingyun didn't dare to answer. She knew very well that with the predicament of the Lishan Immortal Sect, the spiritual stones were not enough to supply the disciples of the sect, so how could they possibly spend a large sum of money to support a group of mediocre little monsters.

"What's wrong with me selling Fashan to raise money?"

Wen Rui said confidently, "If Fashan knew in his afterlife that I used the money from selling him to clean up the mess he left behind, he would probably rush over to count the money for me, fearing that I sold his life too cheaply and it would not be enough to eliminate the sins he committed against the thousands of demons and his survivors, and that it would not stop the cycle of hatred that has plagued countless generations."

Being sold out and still willing to count money for others sounds like a fool, but He Lingyun understands that if Fashan is a wise and true Buddhist, instead of being stupid and stubborn, he would really be grateful.

Because the karma that Wen Rui eliminated for him by this action was countless times greater than giving him a grand funeral, spending a huge amount of money to invite countless eminent monks, and holding a super-large-scale water and land conference!
They took the trouble to do all this, expressing their sincere hope that Fashan would not be burdened by the karma of his past life in his next life and would achieve great success. Even Fashan's biological parents might not be able to do this, and there is no greater grace than this.

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