Hearing the question of Stuart, the old man thought and thought, shaking his head.

“Take them back, teach them, and let them go.”

The disciples seemed a little surprised and asked the old man, “Do you think?”Even if you let them go back now, these people will not necessarily accept your feelings!”

"I'm still principled."The old man shrugged his shoulders: "The reason why these descendants follow us is to follow our line to find the tidbit, want to overwhelm us?"They don’t have the courage!”

Stuart said, "Okay, do as you tell them, let them go."

To tell the truth, when I heard my grandfather give this answer, I felt a sense of panic in my heart, only that this should not be done.

Since they are all beating the faces of so many people under the mountain, this good is not necessarily a good thing.

Want to get rid of the hard-hearted name... want to make those gentlemen afraid to come to the door because of fear... this is not wise!

If you put two gentlemen, will the others be able to cheer up?

The human heart does not count so.

Unless the people who are released are themselves, otherwise, those people will still remember to hate their grandfather, this need not be thought of!

The best choice you should make now is not to let go, it should be...

“What do you think?”

Suddenly, my grandfather took a picture of me and looked at me with a suspicious face.

“Nothing.”I frowned and did not dare to speak my mind.

If I were only here with my grandfather, then there must be some things to say, but now... there are Stuarts and some of them, what can I say?

“Do you think it’s bad to do that?”My grandfather asked me coldly.

I nodded my head, not saying anything.

“Four children!Take some of them back!”Stuart loudly said, “Don’t keep the body of Hongdinghai!”Go straight to the funeral home!Wait for his family to come!”

"He has no family."

Hearing this, we could not help but frolic, but saw that the gentleman who had been slambed with stones had just got up from the ground and sat, and was rubbing his head with his hand.

“No family?”Stuart frowned and asked him, “Is there any wife and children?”

"So I said he failed as a man."The gentleman smiled, glanced at Hong Dinghai, and said, "I want to say, directly pull to the cremation, Qi Lao San has a good relationship with him, let the surname Qi pay to buy a plot to bury him, this is also benevolent."

As soon as he heard him say this, his expression suddenly doubted: “Are you not teammates?”Listen to me, how can you feel a little subtle?”

The gentleman did not explain much, waved his hand, and let the disciple help him to send him back.

"I told them eight years ago that this mountain is not good, and I have to go up to find death..." said the gentleman, very respectfully arched the old man: "I have heard your words, I must thank you, it turns out that we have no contradiction, and there can be no later."

As soon as the voice fell, the gentleman turned his eyes to me, full of fear.

"It is said that the tiger father has no dog, such as you, the king of hell, there is a king of the king of hell, it seems that the big flag of the Shen family really has to be in his hands."

I don't know why, I feel that there is something wrong with the look in my eyes.

If he looks at my grandfather's eyes with respect, then he looks at my eyes, there is a kind of...

Is it fear or fear?I can't tell.

When the officers and soldiers took these gentlemen away, Stuart took the team and continued into the mountains.

The old man seemed to be tired, quietly slowing down, walking with me at the end of the line.

“Do you think they’re damned?”Grandpa asked me.

"There is no direct contradiction between the two of us, and why can't you die and die for the sake of my life?"I sighed, "I just feel that since we are all in this situation, we should not keep our mouths."

“To leave room for yourself.”The old man looked at me, his eyes could not say whether he was helpless or disappointed, and the tone was somewhat complicated: "People's lives are not so calculated."

“Lord, I remember you told me that the soldiers are impermanent, the water is impermanent...” I frowned: “These gentlemen are not a good thing, give them a chance, they will step on it, it is better to be on the ground...”

The old man coughed twice and interrupted the words behind me.

"You're becoming more like me."

I stood still, not speaking.

"I've only had six words in my eyes, like you."The old man said, took out the cigarette, handed me a: "life and death, victory and defeat, honor and disgrace."

I took the cigarette without a point, put it in my coat pocket, and listened silently.

"Water flows because of the ground, the soldiers win because of the enemy, so the soldiers are impermanent, the water is impermanent..."

“I can’t just remember the last half of it.”The old man smiled and said, “Let them go, will we lose?”

I shook my head and said, not necessarily.

“Doesn’t that have to be?”The old man laughed even more brilliantly: "The Buddha family pays attention to compassion, the Taoist family pays attention to the heavy (zhong) life, and human life is human life, not a chip that we can play with at will."

As soon as he spoke, he smoked a cigarette and took the smile back.

"Without the sake of your death and I live, we can't do things, if we do things according to your ideas, sooner or later, we will..."

“Will they be attacked by the crowd?”I asked.

The old man shook his head and said, "You will not be targeted, but we will become like them, like Wang Shenghai."

After that, the old man asked me, do you remember what the gentleman just thought of you?

I remember, saying, be vigilant.

"No, it's fear."

Grandfather sighed.

"He's good-looking, you can see, you've killed him."

"I said, the practice of the first cultivation, you still pay attention to the better, do not go astray."

I heard it, I subconsciously played a cold trembling, somehow, inexplicably felt a wave of fear.

Is it because I find that my mindset is starting to change a little?Doesn’t it look like the beginning of your own?Or is it because... that person sees what I think?

At this time, the disciple who was walking in the front suddenly stopped his feet and shouted at the old man.

“Master Shen!Arrived!”

When I heard this, I raised my head and looked around.

At this time, our position should be the small grass in the middle of the forest, on all sides, all those wildflowers that can't name.

Stuart went with his grandfather to the flowers in front and pointed to the blood on the ground: "This should be the stooge left."

The old man nodded, looked at the black blood of the beach, and said nothing.

“No, I heard them say there should be some footprints here... how they disappeared...” Stuart muttered two words, and the only remaining officers and soldiers beckoned and told them to take the police dogs to find someone.

The piece of cloth left behind by the squirrel is the most important clue.

After the dogs smelled the cloth, without exception, they tugged the officers and soldiers to the north, as if they had found the trace of the stud, and the excitement shouted.

“Little Stuart, is the order given above alive or dead?”Grandpa asked coldly.

“Dead.”Stuart seemed to understand the meaning of the old man, and replied directly: "The above order is eight words, without leaving a living mouth, on the ground to kill."

The old man nodded, just about to say something, only to listen to the forest in front, came a faint cry.

Of course, it can also be called a cry for help.

“Old Shen, come and put your hand up...”

Hearing this, everyone looked at the old man, and the grandfather looked at us with a confused face.

“Who?”

The old man scratched his head: “This sound is a little familiar...”

“Lord!Is that not the sound of Sun Huazen?” he said quickly.

With this reminder from me, the old man suddenly realized, raised his feet and ran to the other side of the forest, and we did not dare to hesitate, and followed it.

Soon, we found Sun Huazen in the woods.

The old man's wounds were not light, the blood was shed, and his arms were full of dense wounds, as if he had been cut by a sharp weapon, and several mouths could see the bone.

“I didn’t think...”

Sun Hua Zen looked at us with a slow smile on his face, and his body was slightly convulsed.

“I didn’t know... the old man would turn over the boat in the gutter... this would have left the grown-up...”