The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Chapter 261: Nightmare life

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Li Chong's expression changed drastically, and he quickly explained: Dao, Boss Yan, this time we are mainly here to pay homage to the mountain.

Before he finished speaking, he heard the gentle voice of the police officer Xiao Su: This matter is related to the death of an associate police officer. It is the most important case in our six doors. It is appropriate for several police officers to come to inquire. Reason, Boss Yan, as a citizen of the Jin Dynasty, I hope you can cooperate.

Li Chong looked at Mr. Xiao Su with an expression of astonishment, and saw that his temperament was still refreshing, his smile was still clean, and his words were well-founded, as if he was not a gangster in Yangxia, but an ordinary silk and satin shop owner.

Didn't you agree that I would reply and you would only use voice transmission to enter the secret? He was a little dazed for a moment.

Haha, Scar laughed, and finally turned his head, his face trembling wildly, and his eyes looking at Meng Qi without a hint of smile.

He has a handsome appearance. Needless to say, the most impressive thing is his refreshing and masculine temperament, his clean and gentle smile, which is like the sunshine in winter and the clear spring in summer.

People of the Great Jin Dynasty, haha, the people of the Great Jin Dynasty have been fighting for so many years, and it is not that they have never seen people with similar temperaments. They did not pay too much attention to it, and their voices gradually became colder, and their unsmiling eyes revealed a hint of... Very cruel.

Suddenly, he felt the sky and the earth darken, and Xiao Su's head disappeared in front of him. The surroundings were in tatters, and there were many holes on the walls. There was nothing else but a patched quilt.

All this was so familiar that long-lost fear and fear suddenly surged in his heart, and he forced two words out of his throat:

Help

Hey, you are pretty, stubborn and vicious. I love you the most. The voice that he had hated and feared for half his life suddenly sounded, and the former Yangxia gangster pressed down on him.

His jaw was removed, his hands were removed, and Scar struggled in vain. He could only feel humiliation and severe pain at the same time, and he was so angry that he couldn't bear to live.

He felt like there was no intact skin left on his body, and his vision was blurry and empty as he looked ahead. Suddenly, he felt that someone was watching all this at the door, with a clean smile, a refreshing temperament, and eyes that were not cold but without any emotion. It was as if the gods and Buddhas from above were watching the pain in the world, and heaven and earth were all the same but had no relatives.

Waves of pain. Scar fainted and waited until he woke up. He made up his mind, even if he had to compromise, he would stand out and kill this man-loving bastard.

As a result, he was cruel to others and even more cruel to himself. He flattered others and secretly learned the martial arts of this gangster, and finally took revenge on a dark and stormy night.

You, Scar, look at the brothers who are working hard with you. I can't believe the look on their faces that they want to get rid of themselves and then get happy.

A sword penetrated his stomach, cutting open his lower abdomen and stirring his intestines. Unbearable pain hit his head in waves. A steel knife scraped across his face, which was cold and stinging, leaving indelible marks.

Why should you be the boss

There are traitors all around. He was seriously injured. This was the most desperate moment in Scar's life, and he didn't even dare to recall it.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard, and a man dressed as a middle-aged scholar walked out of the darkness with a smile. Everything nearby seemed to freeze. The traitors all seemed sluggish.

Do you want to live? Do you want to learn real magical skills? This middle-aged scholar asked Scar in a low voice in his ear.

Scar only felt that he was the demon described in the Buddhist scriptures, tempting him into a depravity that he could not refuse: thinking

While speaking, he saw a young man standing behind the middle-aged Confucian scholar, with a clean smile, a refreshing temperament, and deep eyes, looking at him without any emotion. Indistinguishable from heaven and earth, it is daunting.

All the traitors turned into human beings in an instant, and a martial art technique appeared in his mind.

While practicing, every part of his body was in pain, and his spirit was always on the verge of collapse. Dao Scar didn't know how he persisted.

His life is repeating itself, but he is powerless to change it. Things that represent the joy of life, such as power, beauty, food, and killing, pass by in a flash. All kinds of pain, despair, and crushing things are extremely clear, and he experiences them over and over again.

Every time he experienced pain, Scar could see the young man with a clean smile looking down at him like a god and demon without any mercy, as if he was the symbol of pain and the source of everything.

When Dao Scar felt that he couldn't hold on anymore and was about to collapse, the pain seemed to have come to an end. With the support of his family and gangs, he became a strong man in Yangxia and a famous underworld figure in the four states. He no longer had to practice that skill to let himself The martial arts is so painful that you can eat yourself to be extremely fat, cover up the pretty comments you made when you were young, enjoy the service of beautiful women, and do everything you wanted to do when you were young.

At this moment, someone opened the door. He had a handsome appearance, a refreshing temperament, a clean smile, and his eyes seemed to hold his whole life.

Ah, he screamed in pain, and the beautiful woman beside him turned into a strong man. His hands were full of fine needles, which were pierced into his flesh.

I want to exercise, but I feel the extreme pain of practicing.

All the good things disappear, and a lifetime of struggle is inseparable from the hell of pain.

The scene in front of him changed again. The surroundings were in tatters, the walls were mostly empty, and there was nothing but a patched quilt.

Hey, you are pretty, stubborn and vicious. I love you the most.

The reincarnations continued, the pain continued, and Scar completely collapsed.

His face was smeared with tears and runny nose. His feces and urine collapsed, and the stench spread out. His body curled up into a ball, causing the black bed to collapse under him. His throat was heavy, but he could not scream.

Scar's sight clearly reflected the head catcher Xiao Su opposite him. He was sitting very upright, with a refreshing and gentle temperament, and looked at him with a clean smile.

However, he collapsed more and more, curled up even more, and felt that the person in front of him was a demon, an evil spirit, a ferocious beast in human skin.

His scream was not loud and did not attract the attention of the guards outside at all. Some of the women in white gauze serving him were so frightened that they fainted, but the strange thing was that no one called for help or went out to look for help.

Li Chong stared at all this with his mouth agape, wondering why Scar Yan Xiao suddenly fell ill. His whole body was twitching, tears were streaming down his face, the sheets were dyed dark yellow, and there was a stench.

The broken Scar looked at Xiao Su with trepidation. He patted the hilt of the sword with his right hand and smiled gently and cleanly: Boss Yan, where is that sailor

die. Dead, killed by me. Scar just wanted to send this evil spirit away quickly, his body curled up into a ball, and his voice was trembling.

Li Chong had already come to his senses and planned to take Xiao Su away without disturbing the sick Scar, but he heard this answer. The detective's instinct made him restrain his impulse.

Scar saw Xiao Su pinching his forehead, with a warm smile still on his handsome face: Why did he want to kill him

yes. It was Lao Zhong who asked me to do it. I don't know the specific reason. Scar's whole body was completely broken and he answered all questions.

Old Zhong Meng Qi frowned. There was no such person in the previous secret files.

But Li Chong's expression changed drastically, as if this man was a scourge.

Meng Qi asked: "How much do you know about Lao Zhong?"

Scar shuddered and said: Not much, I just know that he is terrible, terrible. He helped me once. This time I was asked to repay the debt, and I dare not not pay it back.

Meng Qi still had that clean smile, a harmless and gentle look: How could he help your sailor really see something

He saw Capt. Cai get out of the Qiu family's boat, jump into the water, swim to the shore, and walk towards the mass grave in the distance when he passed by him. Because Cai Captou was in a hurry, the two collided and both fell to the ground. Then he found that Cai Captou was no longer breathing. He looked like he had just died, but all his nostrils were filled with rotten pus. Meng Qi's smile became more innocent and harmless. Scar became more and more frightened, going from one collapse to another. More than twenty years ago, old Zhong saved me.

This was something that was not in the Yangxia Qiu family's secret files and had not been investigated. Meng Qi believed that the previous arrests were all hindered by Scar.

Li Chong swallowed hard, this matter became more and more sinister. Not only is it related to Lao Zhong, but it also involves the Qiu family. I really hope that Scar will remain as tight-lipped as before.

After asking a few more questions, Meng Qi comforted him with a smile: I won't disturb Boss Yan's rest. If you are sick, you must be treated. You can't hide your illness and avoid treatment.

Li Chong followed Xiao Su out of the room, and suddenly heard Scar's happy cry from inside, as if he had been granted amnesty. He was inexplicable for a moment.

Do you think I was missing a scarf just now? It would feel better if I wiped my hands or the corners of my mouth while smiling and asking questions. Meng Qi suddenly spoke, that way he would look more like the handsome, gentle but cold-blooded Dr. Lamb.

Ah, Li Chong is confused, Xiao Su, if you want to buy a silk scarf, I know a few good shops.

After saying that, he looked back at Scar's residence and sighed: I didn't expect that Scar had a hidden illness, so no wonder he indulged himself so much. But it's good that he got sick, otherwise we wouldn't be able to find any useful information.

You can't use force against Scar. He is stronger than any other head catcher in the six gates of Yangxia.

Hey, Xiao Su, catch the head, wait for me. After he sighed, he noticed that Meng Qi had quickened his pace.

Meng Qi looked at the sky speechlessly, feeling inexplicably sad:

Onlookers are always there, but Brother Wang Zai is not always there

He just started, using the spirit of the Immortal Seal to detect the enemy, and found that Scar's true energy was flowing and balanced, with no weak points, and it was changing from time to time, making it difficult for people to grasp the precursors of his moves. He was already full of martial arts. Reaching the limit of the Nine Apertures, and it is not ordinary martial arts, no wonder there were people in the top 30 in strength ten years ago. If his Eight-nine Mysterious Skills were not good at controlling the movement of hands and feet and the flow of true energy, and good at deception, I am afraid that he would have been killed by the sword. Scar judged the approximate realm.

If he wanted to take action directly, he might have to use an outdoor move to win, and Scar didn't seem to want to cooperate. There was no other way. The investigation could only end here. Scar hid the sailor and refused to hand it over to any captor. , the clue was cut off directly.

However, he saw that Scar was indulgent and had many loopholes in his mind, and he had an opportunity to take advantage of it, so he took advantage of the low-key approach and tried the novice method of transforming the sky and striking the earth to see if he could harvest key information.

With the experience of practicing Ananda's Breaking Precepts Sword Technique, Meng Qi only took a month to get started with the method of transforming the sky and striking the earth. Although he is still far away from awakening the incomplete memories of past lives and reincarnations sleeping deep in everyone's heart, and there is a lot of difference in cultivation. It may not be possible to achieve it even before the orifice, but it can awaken all the painful memories of the other person just like using it to cut off the purity and evoke the painful obsession of others, replaying the miserable life over and over again.

The energy consumed by using the method of changing the sky and striking the earth once is about half of that of Duan Qingjing. However, due to Meng Qi's cultivation level, everyone cannot be Duan Qingjing like Duan Qingjing. If you encounter a mental loophole, it is not big, or if you persist like The effect of the rock is not very good, and it needs to be practiced deeply by Meng Qi. . If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.