emotional disorder

He left Huansha City with the white fox group, crossed the wasteland, and went up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, he picked up the white fox dumpling, and as soon as the white fox dumpling's limbs were off the ground, a vine hidden in the withered grass rushed straight up.

The vines were flicked by his clothes, and instantly turned into nothing. However, with another snap of his fingers, they covered the sky and covered the sun, forming an airtight cover, trapping them in it.

He calmly lowered his head and asked the White Fox Tuanzi in his arms, "Are you okay?"

White Fox Tuanzi shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

"That's good." He raised his hand to cover the forehead of the white fox dumpling, and then turned the white fox dumpling into the size of a grain of rice, carefully hiding it in the skirt of his clothes.

Baihu Tuanzi was caught off guard, but somehow felt very at ease against Ming Kong's warm skin.

"Be good, don't come out, lest the poor monk can't protect you." After Ming Kong said, he put his hands on the vine, and the vine immediately collapsed to the ground.

He stepped on the vine and continued walking.

After a while, he suddenly saw the White Fox Tuanzi protruding his head, so he stopped and said, "Go in."

The white fox tuanzi hugged his two fur tails aggrievedly, bit the tip of the tail and said: "I just want to tell you to go east."

"Thank you." Mingkong raised his fingers and rubbed the hairy head of Baihu Tuanzi.

The white fox tuanzi shrank back obediently, the tip of his nose was full of bright and empty breath - mixed with Buddhist scriptures, sandalwood and candlelight.

In fact, Ming Kong set up a tracking technique on the leopard carcass and leopard skin, judging by the tracking technique, it should go west.

He hesitated for a moment, and went east according to what Baihu Tuanzi said.

This place is clearly a wasteland, but one mile to the east, a swamp suddenly appeared, bottomless and boundless.

There's something weird about this swamp, I'm afraid.

He asked the white fox group in a low voice: "The leopard is really in the east?"

The white fox group sniffed carefully, and replied: "Through this swamp, after three miles, she is where she is."

Ming Kong said in his heart: It may not be easy to cross this swamp.

He thought for a while, and then covered the front of his clothes with one hand, and then he used his posture to touch the swamp.

However, he barely took a step, and the swamp under his feet collapsed. He jumped up and moved forward neatly.

The swamp has collapsed in countless places, and in an instant, it has become an abyss, and behind him, there is also an abyss, and the weeds are no longer visible.

He didn't look back, and there were countless otters, voles, snakes, fish, birds that originally lived in the swamp...with strange shapes, they attacked him one after another.

With a touch of his fingertips, all the living creatures died.

As he walked forward, he recited the "Mantra of Rebirth", but he still couldn't get out of the swamp.

Baihu Tuanzi smelled a strong smell of blood, fearing that Ming Kong would be injured, Fu poked his head out again.

Mingkong looked compassionate into his eyes, but his subordinates were merciless.

He saw with his own eyes a strong field mouse being strangled to death by Ming Kong, and he instinctively shivered all over.

But he knew it wasn't Mingkong's fault, if he didn't kill the vole, the vole would hurt Mingkong, but he didn't like Mingkong's killing from the bottom of his heart, Mingkong should be clean and not stained with blood.

He asked worriedly, "Are you injured?"

Mingkong still recited the "Curse of Rebirth", and only shook his head as an answer.

White Fox Tuanzi breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed Ming Kong's skin with his furry face.

Suddenly, he saw a huge monster who didn't know what it was flying towards the clear sky.

He almost died of fright, he knew that he must not cause trouble for Mingkong, so he retracted himself into Mingkong's lapel.

The monster that suddenly appeared in front of him was a mutated crocodile, much larger than Ming Kong.

Mingkong didn't care, he stepped on the crocodile's head, and conjured up a tin stick, and then stabbed the crocodile's left eye with the tin stick in one hand.

The crocodile suffered pain and struggled, so that Ming Kong was carried by the crocodile or sank into the swamp, or rose into the air.

Mingkong's face didn't change color, and even the monk's robe wasn't wet at all.

To him, the crocodile is not a threat, it's just a delay.

With force in his hand, the tin stick immediately pierced the crocodile, and the blood of the crocodile sprayed out, staining a large swamp red.

He pulled out his tin stick, stepped on the crocodile, and the crocodile sank to the bottom, followed by another crocodile.

After a breath, he was surrounded by crocodiles.

According to Baihu Tuanzi, the behind-the-scenes messenger is a leopard, and the leopard can actually drive so many crocodiles, which should not be underestimated.

He didn't want to kill any more, so he used the crocodiles as driftwood and stepped on them one by one. In an instant, he had left the crocodiles behind, but the crocodiles were chasing after them.

After half a cup of tea, the crocodile was finally far away by him, but he still couldn't get out of the swamp.

He stopped in his tracks, first told the white fox group to hold on to his monk's robes, then grabbed the tin staff with both hands, and stabbed into the swamp.

In an instant, the marsh retreated hastily, using the tin rod as the dividing line.

After a while, there was no more swamp in front of his eyes, but large swamp-soaked weeds.

The weeds are filled with endless grass.

He flew quickly, and after five miles, he still couldn't smell the evil spirit from the leopard.

Could it be that he should have gone west before?

While he was thinking, the swamp that had been forced back by the tin stick just now had come back.

The swamp slammed down on him like a vast ocean with huge waves, leaving him no room to breathe.

He dodges easily and lands on a floating dead leaf.

His temper has been polished a lot by the more than five hundred years of Qingxiu, but he still feels impatient, and his hostility rolled up.

——Simply raze this ten-mile radius to the ground?

As soon as this thought came up, he immediately thought of that person.

If that person knew about it, that person would softly advise him not to do evil, right?

But that person is no longer there...

He sighed, but suddenly a demonic aura filled the tip of his nose.

At this time, he heard the white fox group say: "There are more than one leopard, and one of them should be hidden in the swamp, but because the swamp is muddy and smelly, and there are many spirits, it is difficult to distinguish its evil spirit."

When the white fox group spoke, the swamp had surrounded them.

Mingkong clapped his palm, forcing the swamp to retreat a little, but the crocodile that he had thrown off pushed him forward again.

He ignored the crocodile, but asked Baihu Tuanzi, "Where is the leopard?"

Baihu Tuanzi said apologetically, "I can't accurately determine the position of the leopard right now, but it's roughly in the southeast."

Ming Kong then went to the southeast, he closed his eyes, and focused on his nose and ears.

The voice of Baihu Tuanzi continued to reach his ears: "Ten feet to the east, five feet to the west..."

Wherever he passed, all the living creatures were driven back, but no one died.

After a hundred feet to the north, before the White Fox Tuanzi made a sound, they saw Ming Kong holding a tin stick against a spot, which looked like an ordinary swamp, but after the swamp was forced away by Ming Kong's inner breath, what was revealed was a swamp. woman.

Although the woman's face was haggard, it was easy to see her usual demeanor.

With a wave of her hand, the swamp receded, and the surrounding area turned into a wasteland. She knelt on the wasteland, kowtowed to Ming Kong and said: "My family is not the master's opponent, I hope the master will forgive me and spare my life. There are still three people in my family. child to feed."

Ming Kong could naturally see that her original shape was a leopard, so he asked, "What is your relationship with that leopard?"

The woman's eyes were filled with tears: "That leopard is the husband of my family."

"Amitabha." Ming Kong fiddled with the beads, and asked again, "You have to confess the cause and effect, so that the poor monk can decide how to deal with you."

"The slave family..." the woman stroked her belly, "The slave family and my husband live on the mountain outside Huansha City. They never eat people. They usually eat birds and animals in the mountains. Two months ago, the slave family gave birth to three children. , but the slave family has no breast milk to feed them. The slave family tried to feed them fruit puree, meat, rice soup, etc., but as soon as the slave family fed them, the children cried endlessly. The husband caught a cow and milked the cow, but the children But he didn't even want to touch it. If he forced it, he would spit out the milk. Xianggong caught another ewe, and the children refused to drink the goat's milk. Later, Xianggong also tied up a wet nurse from Huansha City. But children don't like human milk..."

She closed her eyes: "Master thought that my family lacked nutrition, so I had no breast milk, so I killed the nurse. Seeing the child dying of starvation, my family had to swallow the nurse. Not long after, my family I actually had breast milk. After that, Xianggong would go hunting in Huansha City every day, and after killing people, he sent them to my slave family. I remember that 29 people were swallowed by my slave family."

"Master..." She shed tears, "But if the slave family doesn't eat people, they can only watch the children of the slave family starve to death."

Mingkong said indifferently: "You don't want to watch your children starve to death, those 29 people are also the children of their parents."

"I know I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." The woman kowtowed more than ten times in a row, breaking her forehead.

Ming Kong was noncommittal, but said: "You take the poor monk to see your three children."

The woman stood up, and taking advantage of Mingkong's back facing her, the nails on her right hand were long and extremely sharp, and she aimed at the back of Mingkong's heart.

Mingkong didn't seem to notice it, but the next moment, the woman's right hand was already limp, apparently broken.

The woman originally wanted to avenge her husband, but at this point, she had to stop thinking about it.

She is no match for the bald donkey in front of her at all. If she has no children, she will lose her life if she loses her life. It would be a good thing to be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks with her husband, but if she is killed by this bald donkey right now, the children Then he cut off his way of life.

Therefore, she led the way peacefully, and when she arrived at a cave, suddenly three little leopards galloped out of the cave, circled her feet, and called out repeatedly: "Aniang, Aniang, Aniang... you Why is your forehead broken?"

Seeing this, Ming Kong asked, "Where are the leopard carcass and leopard skin?"

The woman couldn't control her emotions for a while, she gritted her teeth and said: "In an old abandoned house five miles to the west."

What the woman said coincided with his own tracking skills, and Ming Kong heard the woman say again: "Did you do something wrong?"

If he followed the tracking technique to go west, the old house must have set up an ambush, and he could only find the leopard carcass and leopard skin, but no trace of the female leopard who was behind the scenes.

The decision I made before was correct.

Through the skirt of his shirt, he gently stroked the white fox dumpling, but he didn't allow the white fox dumpling to come out, nor did he change the white fox dumpling back to its original size.

Instead of answering, he asked, "You really never killed anyone?"

The woman nodded and said: "The slave family has never killed anyone."

When the voice fell to the ground, she actually heard one of the children ask softly: "Mother, where is Daddy?"

The two children beside said in unison: "Daddy, I want Daddy."

Tears swished from her eyes immediately, she was afraid of being seen by the child, she reached out to wipe it away, but suddenly heard the bald donkey say: "If the poor monk wants to take your life, what should you do?"

Before the woman could answer, Ming Kong changed the subject: "The poor monk will follow you to the old house, and you can lead the way."

The woman wiped away her tears, then knelt down again, comforted the three little leopards first, and then respectfully said: "Master, please come with the servant."

Facts have proved that the woman did not lie, the leopard corpse and leopard skin were indeed in an old house, and the smell of the corpse was everywhere.

Cannibalism is a serious crime, but when wars, famines, locust plagues, floods and other natural and man-made disasters break out, it is not uncommon for mortals to change their sons and wives to eat.

The mother leopard should be telling the truth, and the baby leopard has grown to the age where it does not need breast milk. Should I let the mother leopard survive?

Ming Kong couldn't help asking in his heart: If it were you, what would you do?

Naturally, no one would answer. After all, that person has been dead for more than five hundred years. Back then, after that person took his last breath, he chased him to the underworld, only to find that that person had already been reincarnated.

He wanted to know where the man was reincarnated from the judge, but after being rejected by the judge, he made a big fuss, and finally lost to Yama of the Ten Palaces.

From then on, while looking for that person's reincarnation in the mortal world, he went down to the underworld from time to time, hoping to meet that person.

It's a pity that he never got what he wanted. As time passed, he couldn't even remember that person's facial features clearly. He only remembered that person had an outstanding appearance, a melodious voice, a gentle temper, and a kind heart.

Seeing that Mingkong remained silent, her heart beating violently, and seeing Mingkong's brows and eyes slowly frowning, she knelt down with a "dong" sound, and begged, "Master, please spare me."

Ming Kong put away his thoughts, and then stared at the woman.

The monk in front of her was clearly benevolent, but being stared at like this made the woman feel horrified.

Ming Kong solemnly said: "If you promise the poor monk two things, the poor monk will spare your life: first, you must swear to heaven that you will never kill innocent mortals again; The living things in the swamp are restored."

The woman was overjoyed: "Heaven is my witness, I will never kill innocent people again. If I break my oath, I will be struck by lightning to atone for my sins. As for those living things, I will immediately restore them to their original state."

After saying that, she opened and closed her lips and chanted the mantra silently.

After the woman finished reciting the mantra, Mingkong raised his palm and patted the woman's head and heart, canceling most of her morality. After he withdrew his palm, the woman fell to the ground staggeringly.

Then, he turned around, and before he walked out of the old house, he heard the woman say: "My family thank you Master."

He didn't turn around, just left.

After walking more than a hundred steps, he called out, "Ruan Bai, come out."

"Ming Kong." The White Fox Tuanzi happily jumped out from Ming Kong's lapel, stretched out his hands, and said coquettishly, "Hug."

Ming Kong changed the white fox dumpling back to its original size, and held the white fox dumpling in his arms.

White Fox Tuanzi rubbed his forehead against Ming Kong's fingertips and said, "Touch my belly."

Mingkong touched it according to his words, and heard the white fox tuanzi say: "My belly has been deflated, you should give me back the remaining six purple cockroaches."

Ming Kong looked around and suggested: "Don't you want to eat frogs? There should be frogs here, why don't you hunt them yourself."

The white fox dumpling didn't know how to prey at all, and after tossing about for an hour, it didn't even see a single frog.

He returned to Mingkong dejectedly, and said, "I am an incompetent nine-tailed fox."

Ming Kong stretched out his hand and picked up the white fox dumpling: "Let's go back to the inn. After we get back to the inn, the poor monk will return the remaining six purple foxes to you."

"Really?" Baihu Tuanzi's eyes were shining brightly, and there was nothing left.

Mingkong said seriously: "Really."

He used his body skills, and he arrived in front of Huansha City in the blink of an eye. After entering the city gate, before he reached the inn, there was a thin snoring sound coming from his arms.

The white fox dumpling is still too young, it's normal to be sleepy, but isn't it too sleepy?

He smiled helplessly, smashed the white fox dumpling in his arms, and mumbled: "I'm so hungry...I want to eat purple scorpion..."

But the white fox dumpling's fur belly has only deflated not long ago.