The Prodigal Son of Condor Heroes: Li Mochou Wants to Pay for Himself

Ci'en's eyes were full of bloodshot and murderous intent. She said, "Brother-in-law, my sister followed you, but you brought her to such a miserable end. Now you want to kill her. How can I allow you to be so presumptuous!"

When Gongsun Zhi heard this, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and then turned blue-gray, as if all the life had been sucked out of him.

His eyes were wide open, full of fear and disbelief, and he screamed, "Are you Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang? Didn't you become a monk? How come you are here?"

Ci'en snorted coldly: "Why am I here? Don't you know in your heart? Although I have made a big mistake and became a monk under the guidance of Master Yideng, I can't watch my sister being bullied by you like this."

Gongsun Zhi tried to remain calm, but beads of sweat had already oozed out of his forehead. He said with a stiff upper lip, "Second Brother Qiu, don't believe Qiu Qianchi's one-sided words.

The dispute between her and me is far from as simple as you think. She also made many mistakes in those days.

She has a perverse personality and acts cruelly. I have suffered from her oppression and torture in this Heartless Valley, which is why I have come to this point now."

Ci'en shouted angrily, "Shut up! No matter what, you shouldn't betray her! Husband and wife should support each other and never leave each other. Now, you are trying to kill her, I will not let you go."

After saying this, he exerted strength with both palms, and a faint black light appeared in his palms. It was a manifestation of his deep practice of Iron Sand Palm. The air around him seemed to be slightly distorted by this powerful internal force.

Gongsun Zhi was well aware of the power of Ci'en's Iron Sand Palm. While staring at Ci'en vigilantly, he secretly planned a countermeasure.

At this moment, Qiu Qianchi suddenly shouted, "Second brother, don't kill him! We can't let him die so easily! I want him to taste the pain I have endured for so many years.

You should cut his tendons first, and throw him into the cave, so that he can also experience the despair and helplessness I felt when I was imprisoned at the bottom of the valley."

When everyone heard her vicious words, their hearts trembled.

Ci'en paused slightly, turned to look at Qiu Qianchi, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Gongsun Zhi thought that there was a turning point, and hurriedly shouted: "Second Brother Qiu, please think twice. There is no need to use such cruel means to resolve the grudge between Qianchi and me. I am willing to make amends, leave Jueqing Valley, and never set foot in it again."

Qiu Qianchi sneered: "Gongsun Zhi, do you think this can offset the sins you have committed? I have been at the bottom of the valley for these years, looking forward to revenge day and night. Now you want to escape easily, it is impossible!"

Ci'en frowned, struggling internally. Although he was extremely angry at Gongsun Zhi's betrayal, he was a Buddhist after all, and knew the consequences of revenge. However, his guilt and pity for his sister made it difficult for him to let go of his hatred.

Yideng slowly raised his head and looked at Ci'en, his eyes full of compassion and regret, and he said softly: "Ci'en, don't let hatred cloud your mind.

Past mistakes are like yesterday's smoke, heavy but can be dissipated. You have repented before the Buddha for many years, and you should know that anger is a taboo in practice. If you use violence to fight violence between your sister's husband and wife, it will only make the cycle of sin never stop. "

When Ci'en heard Master Yideng's voice, his body shook slightly, as if he was hit by an invisible force.

He slowly lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and said, "Master, I understand the principle of revenge, but seeing my sister in such a miserable state, my heart is really hard to calm down."

Yideng sighed softly: "Buddha is merciful and can tolerate everything in the world. If you are compassionate and resolve this hatred, you can not only save Gongsun Zhi's life, but also save your own soul.

Otherwise, once the seeds of hatred are sown, they will surely be tormented in the days ahead.”

When Gongsun Zhi heard Master Yideng's words, a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes. He hurriedly said, "Master, I know that I have committed a grave sin. I am willing to accept any punishment, just to calm this dispute."

He was seriously injured at the moment, and if he wanted to survive, he had to put aside his pride and beg for mercy.

Qiu Qianchi said angrily, "Old monk, please don't interfere in this matter. Gongsun Zhi must be punished for his evil deeds, otherwise it will be unforgivable!"

Master Yideng shook his head slightly: "Female donor, hatred will only make you fall into endless pain. Only by letting go of hatred can you be liberated. Although Gongsun Zhi made mistakes, he should not be treated in such a cruel way."

At this time, Gongsun Lu'e also knelt in front of her mother and begged, "Mom, I beg you, please don't be obsessed with hatred. Even if Daddy is wrong, he has already paid the price.

My daughter doesn't want to see you and your father both suffer, and I don't want to see my uncle go against his conscience out of hatred."

Qiu Qianchi looked at her daughter kneeling in front of her, and her heart ached. She knew her daughter was kind and filial, but the hatred in her heart was like a demon that was hard to dispel. She gritted her teeth and said, "E'er, you don't understand. If I don't take revenge, I will never be at peace in my life."

Gongsun Lue'e burst into tears: "Mom, if you insist on doing this, just cut the tendons of my daughter's hands and feet. My daughter only wishes that our family can live in harmony, even if it's only for a moment."

Gongsun Lu'e's words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight into the hearts of everyone present.

Qiu Qianchi's eyes widened, her face full of shock and pain. She looked at her daughter in disbelief, her lips trembling slightly: "E'er, you...how can you say such a thing? For him, you are torturing yourself like this?"

Gongsun Lu'e raised her head and looked at her mother with a firm and desperate look: "Mom, in my heart, family harmony is far more important than hatred. For so many years, you have been trapped at the bottom of the valley, your heart is full of hatred, but have you ever been truly happy?

Now that Daddy has been defeated and is willing to reform, why can't we give him a chance, and give ourselves a chance as well?"

Qiu Qianchi was struggling painfully in her heart. She looked at her daughter's tearful yet extremely determined face, and the hatred in her heart gradually began to waver.

She slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if she was making a final struggle with the demons in her heart.

After a long time, Qiu Qianchi slowly opened her eyes, and the hatred in her eyes had been replaced by fatigue and helplessness.

She gently helped Gongsun Lu'e up and said in a hoarse voice, "E'er, forget it, forget it. I will listen to you. As long as Gongsun Zhi is willing to give up his martial arts, I will let go of this hatred."

When Gongsun Zhi heard what Qiu Qianchi said, his expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.

Giving up his martial arts means that he will become a useless person from now on, and Qiu Qianchi doesn't know how to torture him in the future.

But at this moment, people were under the eaves and had to bow their heads. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Okay, I promise to give up my martial arts."