52 Keep Your Original Intention

The villagers thought that Ye Yong would really let go the murderer of their relatives and neighbors. Of course, they would not have any objection to Ye Yong's decision. After all, it was Ye Yong who saved his life, but Ye Yong's last words made them The reluctance and anger that had fallen silent quickly rekindled.

The village chief's son was the first to rush forward and punch the grumpy Jin Dan in the face.

He has been imagining this scene all the time since just now. He has been waiting for this moment for too long.

After the training, even if all the cultivation base is lost, the monk's body is still far superior to that of ordinary people. However, the bad-tempered golden elixir was injured and his condition was not good. He received a punch in the face and fell to the ground directly.

The village chief's son didn't care, he just sat on top of him and started firing madly at his face.

Seeing this, the villagers quickly surrounded him, punching and kicking him.

The village chief's son beat his hands until they were covered in blood, both from his own and from Jin Dan's violent temper: "Don't you think you are invincible!? You treat us like livestock! You act recklessly! You killed so many people in our village! Have you ever I thought I would have this day!”

The villagers also kept cursing and kept using their hands and feet. Even the old guy had to poke him hard with his crutches.

An ordinary person would definitely die if he was beaten like this, but as a former monk, the 'benefits' are reflected in the fact that the golden elixir of a bad temper will not kill you for a while, and the pain will be ignored. It can be said that life is worse than death.

"Spare me, I don't dare to do it anymore." Faced with the angry villagers and death threats, the grumpy Jin Dan covered his head and cried out.

"We also begged you at that time, what was your response?" The village chief's son roared: "My father, kneel down and beg for mercy! Even though your hand was cut off by you and the blood loss was excessive, you still begged for mercy! What did you do? ?”

While the villagers were venting their anger, Ye Yong also checked on the conditions of the injured villagers.

The old village chief was still hanging in one breath. This was thanks to the elixir he had been given before. After the villagers drank it mixed with water, their physical condition had improved. Otherwise, they would not have been able to survive for that long if they had old and new illnesses.

"Fortunately, I am no longer that mortal with limited abilities but unable to see the suffering in the world." Ye Yong sighed, took out the elixir, swung it with spiritual power, and put it accurately into the mouth of the old village chief.

The reason why mortals call elixirs elixirs is because for them, their effects are incredible.

The first-grade healing elixir melted in the mouth, and the old village chief, who was already on the verge of death, soon regained his rosy complexion, opened his eyes, and sat up slowly.

"Grandpa Lu!" Upon seeing this, Su'er ran over excitedly, bursting into tears: "It's great that you're okay..."

"Did you ask the immortal to take action?" Although the old village chief didn't know what happened, he saw that Ye Yong and most of the villagers were safe, so he roughly guessed what happened.

"If it weren't for the help of the immortals, I'm afraid..."

"Father." After the village chief's son vented his anger, he walked out of the crowd covered in blood. When he saw the old village chief waking up, he was surprised and happy. He knelt in front of Ye Yong and kowtowed heavily several times: "Your great kindness is so great." Germany, we..."

"Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, go pick up their severed limbs, there's still time." Ye Yong planned to send Buddha to the west, a good man will do it to the end.

"Yes!" The village chief's son was very excited and called some young men to pick up the broken arms and legs.

There were men and women, old and young, who tried to escape but had their legs cut off before. Originally, they had given up any hope and it was good to be alive. Unexpectedly, Ye Yong actually gave them the opportunity to live like normal people again. opportunity to express their gratitude.

It didn't take long for the village chief's son and others to gather the severed limbs. They spent some time identifying the legs. Ye Yong used hundreds of reversal points to buy the corresponding bone-sparing and raw meat elixir and gave it to them.

Although it was not as exaggerated as to be restored to full health immediately, and it would still need to be bandaged and rested for a period of time, the existence of his legs was indeed felt, and the villagers respected Ye Yong like a god.

"Why is God so unfair? Let a wanton evil man become a monk?" The village chief's son looked at the bloody Jin Dan who fell to the ground, still feeling uneasy in his heart.

"Perhaps it's not God that makes evil people become monks, but that after becoming a monk, the power makes people act wantonly and gradually turn evil." Ye Yong looked into the distance and responded.

"But there are great beings like you who have a kind heart."

"I'm still young. When I'm hundreds or even thousands of years old, it's hard to say whether I can still maintain my original intention. People are always changing."

The village chief's son thought about it and found that it was indeed the case. Before he met the immortal cultivators, he had always thought that the immortal cultivators were nothing special and that his father was too alarmist. But after he actually met them, he found that there was a connection between mortals and the immortal cultivators. An unbridgeable chasm, extremely dangerous.

"No matter what, you saved us, you can truly be called an immortal."

At this time, Long Tian walked out of the woods. He walked very slowly, with his hands clenched and his expression a little stiff.

Ye Yong knew that this guy must have come to apologize to the villagers.

Some villagers recognized that Long Tian was here to get rice. The expressions of the two people whom Killer God Jin Dan was looking for suddenly turned ugly. Some young people pointed at Long Tian and cursed: "It's all your fault! If not, You! My grandfather will never die!"

"My brother gave you some rice because of his kindness. Do you know what happened to him now? His body was separated! Where were you when we were decided about life and death like animals? Coward! Coward!"

Long Tian was in trouble and couldn't tell. He never thought it would be like this, and he was not strong enough to help at all. Coming out at that time could not change any situation, so he chose not to show up and wrote talismans crazily. He just found the right moment to help the villagers out of danger, but Ye Yong showed up first and solved the problem perfectly.

"I'm sorry." Long Tian lowered his proud head and bowed deeply to the villagers.

This move was somewhat unexpected by Ye Yong, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn’t find it strange. After all, in the original work, he would have had no chance to apologize to the villagers, because people had already been killed by him, and the most he could do was bury them afterwards. The body was left with a monument, a few words of apology were erected, and the murderer was asked to pay with blood.

For the protagonist, the most embarrassing thing is when a passerby fails to die and is left alive.

No, the villagers thought that Long Tian's apology was of no use at all, and they scolded him very unpleasantly, completely forgetting that Long Tian was actually a monk.

"He doesn't have many choices just like you." There was no way. As a fellow sect, Ye Yongyong felt a little uncomfortable with Long Tian's words, so he could only bite the bullet and excuse him: "Just imagine, he could just walk away. , Why should he come out to be scolded? This shows that he has a conscience, unlike those cruel immortal cultivators."

After saying that, Ye Yong almost got goosebumps all over his body. Tell a joke, enjoy grudges, eradicate the root causes, and the protagonist who kills without sparing any effort is not cruel.