Those who stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you;

Liang Chuan began to punish him in his own way because of his anger. All this was very similar to Yuecheng's revision of his own teachings, but Liang Chuan himself did not expect it.

Things have actually begun to slide into an uncontrollable abyss.

At the beginning, Liang Chuan once asked Yuecheng who gave you the self-righteous qualification to punish others in the name of hell?

Because at that time, Liang Chuan could see Yuecheng constantly sliding down, killing people, harvesting lives, and even sarcastically sarcastically in the form of religious sacrifices. All of this will eventually lead Yuecheng to the abyss step by step.

Perhaps, this is what the authorities are confused about. Liang Chuan didn't expect that he would have this day.

He is restraining,

He is also resisting,

His reason told himself that he should stop;

There is often a blurred boundary between what you want to do and what you can't do, but at this time, this boundary is infinitely blurred in Liangchuan.

When you have abilities that are difficult for ordinary people to understand,

When you are not in the category of a normal living person,

Your actions,

What you do,

At least for now,

When nothing exists to restrict you,

Who can control you?

What else can make you respect?

The moral standards in one's heart will change. Those who can maintain the moral standards for a long time are saints. Liang Chuan is not a saint, and he cannot be a saint.

kill,

kill,

kill,

To kill someone,

There is still blood,

Sacrifice is also needed,

There is also punishment,

Countless violent thoughts kept circling and impacting in Liang Chuan's mind, and began to gradually control Liang Chuan's behavior rhythm;

Reason has been swallowed up,

The last kindness has begun to be eroded;

This is like a kind of reincarnation, and it is also like a kind of destiny.

As if

The devil finally opened his eyes.

The talisman paper in his pocket became hotter and hotter, and Liang Chuan could even sense a uncomfortable feeling of anxiety, as if it was burning his soul.

"Even you... stop me?"

Liang Chuan lowered his red eyes slightly, reached out and took out the talisman paper from his pocket.

The talisman paper turned red, and it looked like a soldering iron in Liang Chuan's palm. The tingling and torture stimulating Liang Chuan's soul over and over again.

This is very painful,

It's very uncomfortable, too

Before, these talisman papers did not work for me at all, but now, they suddenly changed.

Talisman paper is a dead object, but it is impossible to change.

Therefore,

Become,

It's just Liang Chuan himself.

He has changed,

His mentality has changed.

His words and deeds have changed now.

It is precisely for this reason that the talisman paper begins to work.

Before leaving, Liang Chuan once told Yuecheng about this incident, "The living may not be all humans, and the dead may not be all ghosts." That is Liang Chuan's perception and guess.

And now,

Obviously,

In the eyes of Fuzhi,

I have become a ghost.

However, the abnormal movement of the talisman paper did not bring Liang Chuan the so-called "awakening" and even had a counterproductive effect.

Yes, the reaction.

When you slide down the abyss, the angel represents the holy passing through the air. He is pure and beautiful, representing justice and glory, but the airflow flaming by his wings pushes you further into the abyss.

"I didn't think I did something wrong..." Liang Chuan's voice was very low, so low that only he could hear it. These words were for himself, "This village is so dirty, it... should not continue to exist in this world. If only one becomes a real demon can eliminate all the filth in front of him, I...willed."

Liang Chuan's resistance slowly dissipated, and the effect of the talisman paper did not make him awake at all. Then, the talisman paper turned into dust and ashes, and its timeliness reached, and it dissipated.

After all, it is just an old object, a dead object.

Liang Chuan walked silently to the house in front of him. There was no wall in the courtyard. In this mountain village, there was no need for any wall. Liang Chuan walked over easily.

The blood-red color in the eyes never dissipated. The urge to kill and wash it up was coming one after another, constantly stirring and rolling.

The gate of hell, open for you,

And I,

May you fall with you.

Liang Chuan's steps seemed very steady, and he walked to the door.

The second floor, the ground floor and the second floor can be lived in the second floor. At this time, a couple was asleep in the side room in front of Liang Chuan, and their son and daughter-in-law were sleeping in the second floor room with their children.

They don't know,

A demon who has completely lost control,

Already arrived at them,

The butcher's knife has been raised,

But it's hard to let go.

The demon's stare, separated by a wall,

The breath of hell is approaching;

……………………

"Old man, I'm really a sin. I think Cui Laogen and the others can't hide it anymore. There are so many people coming to the police this time."

The old couple lying in bed had not fallen asleep yet. Indeed, there were so many things that happened tonight, so many that everyone could not rest as usual.

If other situations are not considered, this mountain village is still peaceful and peaceful.

Every morning, roosters crow, and every evening, villagers come back from the fields with hoes.

This is their life and what the mountain village sees for outsiders.

Anything, if you look at it from a distance, can always easily give you a beautiful feeling, or it can be called an illusion.

Therefore, many so-called writers praise farmers, their simplicity, their hard work, sing praises to the smoke of cooking stoves, and chant for the ravines on their faces.

This is just because they have not really entered the so-called countryside. No one is willing to work hard all day long. No one is willing to be old but have a vicissitudes of life. No one really understands the hardships they have endured, and no one is willing to experience them.

"It's a big deal, it's a big deal, Cui Laogen and others are in trouble, Zhao Laosan and others are also arrested, alas." The old man also sighed.

"They deserve to do it." The old woman cursed in a low voice, "Look at them, is this human affairs? Although everyone is from the villagers, I really can't stand it anymore."

"Yes, they are all humans, how can they do that? Cui Laogen usually looks honest and honest. His son is in poor health, so everyone knows it.

On weekdays, if you can help, everyone can help. After all, they all live in the same village, and they don’t look up and see each other.”

"That girl is pitiful. If the police hadn't arrived early today, they would have to be buried together. By the way, I didn't know how could Cui Laogen sell him to Zhao Lao San's family before?

If you buy someone back, it’s too unintentional. If you don’t treat others well, your son will still sell him. This is too unintentional. They are all from the same village. They have been together for decades and have never seen it before."

The old couple sighed together.
To be continued...