A shell exploded in the village in the mountain col. A large group of revolutionary fighters who had no time to hide were overturned. Some had broken legs, some had their hands broken, and some were even blown into two pieces. This scene happened right in front of Ning Tao, who had just come in. Even though he was a murderer, his back felt numb when he witnessed this bloody scene.
This is Hirano Mitsuaki’s memory space.
It is stored in the form of energy, and Nascent Soul is also an existence of pure energy, so Ning Tao can come in.
A little soldier in his teens was lifted up by the bomb and fell right at Ning Tao's feet. It was the blood-stained face he saw "outside". His body was covered with wounds from shrapnel, and blood stained his face and his clothes red.
"Run!" The little soldier shouted to his comrades lying on the ground behind him, and reached out to grab the worn-out rifle that fell to the ground. He wanted to get up, but couldn't.
In front of him, a large group of Japanese soldiers were rushing towards this side quickly.
Behind him, a group of frightened villagers were lying on the ground shivering. There were women and children crying, and the cries were shrill.
"What a bastard! You guys run away! I'll cut off your queen!" the little warrior yelled and cried.
This voice, he is a Sichuan Army. During the Anti-Japanese War, the Sichuan Army contributed one-fifth of the country's military resources, and one in every five revolutionary warriors who died was a Sichuan Army.
Only then did the villagers get up from the pile of dead people and prepare to run in the other direction.
However, a group of Japanese soldiers who came from behind blocked the villagers' retreat. The leader, Ning Tao, looked familiar, and upon closer inspection, it was the young Hirano Mitsutoshi. He brandished his katana and roared something. But it was in Japanese and he couldn't understand it.
The little soldier grabbed an old rifle that fell on the ground. He wanted to get up to fight, but he couldn't get up at all.
Ning Tao instinctively reached out and wanted to give him some spiritual power, but his hand passed through the little warrior's body and touched nothing. Only then did he remember that there was nothing he could do. This was not the past time and space constructed by the Time Tower, the Tree Boards and the Cloud Ore, and he could not use the Nascent Soul to help him fight.
This little warrior was destined to die.
Ning Tao could only watch.
A Japanese soldier rushed up and pierced the little soldier's back with a bayonet. He reached out and grabbed the Japanese soldier's trouser leg, holding tightly.
"Run..." The little soldier's raw voice spat out from his mouth along with the blood, which was very faint.
The Japanese soldier pulled out his bayonet and wanted to move forward, but the little soldier's hand was still holding on to his trousers, refusing to let him go.
"Baga!" The Japanese soldier stabbed him with the bayonet again...
All the villagers were surrounded.
Hirano Mitsutoshi came to the villagers with his samurai sword and shouted something, but the villagers couldn't understand it at all. Then he laughed, and in the midst of laughter, he swung his katana and struck a woman in the neck. Blood spurted out, and the woman's head flew up from her neck, spinning and falling to the ground.
Hirano Mitsutoshi took a step forward and stabbed the katana into the stomach of a child about seven or eight years old, and then slashed down, and the child's intestines fell out with a splash...
"Ah!" Ning Tao roared, jumped up, and kicked Hirano Guangming.
However, his Nascent Soul body crashed through Hirano Mitsuri's body, but Hirano Mitsuri's samurai sword chopped off the head of another villager at that moment.
There is nothing he can do.
All this is just the memory of Hirano Mitsuaki.
Ning Tao retreated, he couldn't stand it anymore.
Radio waves were still surging in Hirano Mitsuaki's mind, and pictures of people and buildings were floating in the radio waves, just like boats of all sizes floating on the sea, or fish of all sizes swimming in the sea. .
Ning Tao stood tightly in Hirano's mind. Many photos and memories of massacres passed before his eyes, but he didn't want to go in again. Those memories would cause him pain, but there was nothing he could do.
Another dynamic memory floated in front of Ning Tao, it was a memory of marriage.
Ning Tao plunged in.
The location is a temple, and Mitsutoshi Hirano is bowing to his bride under the auspices of a monk. His bride is young and beautiful, with a happy smile on her face. His friends sent blessings and gifts to him and his bride, and he and his bride bowed and thanked them one by one...
Ning Tao retreated and entered several dynamic memories.
Mitsutoshi Hirano takes his son to the zoo.
Mitsutoshi Hirano attends his son's college graduation ceremony.
Mitsutoshi Hirano takes his grandson on a trip to Paris, France.
Mitsutoshi Hirano cries at his wife’s funeral…
Sequential dynamic memories came in and out, and Ning Tao almost took one look at them and left. He had watched Hirano Mitsutoshi for almost his whole life. Finally, he exited Hirano Mitsutoshi's mind.
Opening his eyes, Ning Tao's pupils were as dark as ink.
A man can kill so many people, chop off the heads of defenseless women, and cut open the bellies of children. He can do such extremely evil things, and he still thinks that he has redeemed his sins and gained peace and tranquility. Even if God agreed, he wouldn't agree!
A pair of hands rested on Ning Tao's shoulders.
Ning Tao glared angrily, and even had the urge to punch Ruan Tianyin, even though he knew it was Ruan Tianyin.
Ruan Tianyin was startled by Ning Tao's eyes, but she did not leave Ning Tao. Instead, she squatted down and hugged Ning Tao from behind.
What can calm a man most is a woman's tenderness, and her embrace is the gentlest.
Warm and fragrant nephrite, as soft as boneless, this graceful feeling flowed through the body. Ning Tao's anger when he stretched out his hand was diluted, and he felt better. He took a deep breath and recited in his heart: "I breathed in the womb and listened to the sound of the Great Dao."
when!
The divine bell rang, and the sound of the great avenue was overwhelming in all directions.
The violent and terrifying negative feelings disappeared, and Ning Tao said softly: "I'm fine."
Ruan Tianyin did not let go of Ning Tao. She said in his ear: "You looked so scary just now. I was so worried about you. Let me hug you again and you will feel better."
Ning Tao was fine, but she didn't know. Ning Tao didn't leave her arms, he just sat there and let her hold him.
Such a gesture was not pure, but in the face of such true love and care from the heart, so beautiful, how could he bear to refuse
Do, do, do...
The sound of banging wooden fish was heard in the house again, as well as the sound of Hirano Mitsumi chanting sutras.
Ning Tao frowned. Now when he heard the sound of knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras, he felt it was particularly harsh.
"I'm going to kill him!" Ruan Tianyin let go of Ning Tao, holding the gun and heading towards the Buddhist hall.
Ning Tao stood up and reached out to hold her: "Let's go back."
"But..." Ruan Tianyin said, "He made you so angry. Even if I don't kill him, I will beat him up to calm you down!"
Ning Tao held her hand and walked back, saying as he walked: "What I want is not a temporary relief, what I want is atonement. Killing him like this or beating him up will be too easy for him."
Ruan Tianyin nodded and let Ning Tao pull her away.
When they stepped onto the path, Ning Tao let go of Ruan Tianyin's hand. He felt a little inappropriate when he kept holding it like this. Unexpectedly, just as he let go, Ruan Tianyin's hand stretched out to hold his arm.
Ning Tao's lips moved.
But before he could say anything, Ruan Tianyin rushed to say, "Isn't this pure?"
Ning Tao smiled bitterly, but it was nothing, and walked back with her. That's fine. Although "Your Sutra" has cleared away those terrible negative feelings, his mood is still very bad. If she holds his arm like this and gives him tenderness, his mood will be much better.
Entering the village, Ning Tao found several pairs of eyes peering in the dark, some from the gaps in the windows, and some from the canopy of a tree in the distant woods. In his sight, these snoops were as dazzling as lanterns in the darkness, but those people still shielded their own auras, thinking they were well hidden.
Ning Tao pretended not to notice anything and returned to the room next to the temple with Ruan Tianyin.
Entering the room, Ning Tao discovered that there was a thin blanket and a pillow next to the tatami.
"My lord, you sleep on the tatami, I'll sleep on the floor." Ruan Tianyin said, there was a hint of sadness in her voice, but she forced herself to smile.
Ning Tao said: "How about that? You sleep on the tatami and I sleep on the floor."
"That's impossible. You are the master and I am your demon slave. No way. No way." Ruan Tianyin hurriedly refused.
Ning Tao grabbed her hand, pulled her to his side, then grabbed her shoulders and pushed him down on the tatami.
Ruan Tianyin obviously misunderstood something, and suddenly hugged Ning Tao, leading him to fall on the tatami, but he was still shouting: "No, no..."
Ning Tao held the tatami with both hands and looked at Ruan Tianyin hanging on him, excited and speechless: "What don't you want?"
Ruan Tianyin let go of her hand in embarrassment. There was no part of her pretty face that was not red. She did not dare to look at Ning Tao and closed her eyes. She seemed to have given herself over to God, who would arrange the meeting. Whatever happens, she accepts.
Ning Tao climbed up from the tatami. He looked at Ruan Tianyin, who was lying on the tatami in an awkward posture. On the surface, he was calm, but there was a ball of charcoal burning in his stomach, and there was also a quarrel in his mind. They kept on attacking, or they retreated for thirty miles, every idea came to mind.
Ruan Tianyin's eyelashes trembled, her eyelids opened a crack, she took a peek, and then closed her eyes nervously.
Ning Tao sighed: "Then don't sleep anymore. You teach me the art of cloning, and I'll teach you the art of stalking and sucking the devil."
Ruan Tianyin sighed and climbed up from the tatami.
Ning Tao sat on the tatami, and the two of them exchanged magic skills with each other under a dim pine oil lamp...
It's pure.