mindless

Yan Hai didn't seem to have expected Xilou to kill Kudo Yosuke so resolutely, and said in surprise: "Xilou! Isn't it a bit sloppy? Don't you need to look at his memory?"

Xilou stared at the puddle of rotten meat that had been compressed into the size of a watermelon, was silent for a while, and said seriously: "No, if he dares to do this, either there is really no solution, or there is, in his memory. Nor will there be."

Yan Hai frowned and said, "Then what about this child?"

Everyone looked down at Hanazawa Masa.

Whether it is to avenge the death of the Wanling Pavilion, or to face the invasion of the Nine Stars Transiting the Sun Qigeng, the latent spirit of the Umbrella Emperor must be taken back to free up the seat of the Supreme Spirit.

That's right, in the brutal Jinling massacre in the last century, let alone eight or nine years old, how many unborn fetuses were brutally killed in their mothers' stomachs.

But is it really necessary to take away the potential spirit and let this child die like this?

Let's not talk about whether the child is conscious or not, whether he admits what happened back then.

If you just recapture the potential spirit indiscriminately and watch the child die, what is the difference from those Fusang people who were massacred in Jinling at that time?

Moreover, would Jiang Yichen feel at ease with the potential spirit that was taken back in this way and the seat that was vacated?

After a long silence, Xilou finally spoke first.

"Brother Hai, please check Hanazawa's memory."

Hua Zezheng had been controlled by Gu Yuan, and he passed out. Yan Hai used the memory editor to check his memory, starting from when Yosuke Kudo found him for the first time.

As Yan Hai flicked the memory screen with his fingers, the anger in everyone's eyes became more intense.

Finally, Yan Hai closed the editor with a snap.

"Fuck! This Kudo Yosuke is really not human! He even threatened him with Hanazawa Masa's mother!"

Yan Hai, who was always low-key and stern, couldn't help but swear.

What everyone saw in the memory screen was that Yosuke Kudo found Hanazawa Masa, threatened with his mother's life, made him obediently inherit the potential spirit, and obeyed the command, and did what he was asked to do.

And Hanazawa didn't want to inherit at first, but he had no choice but to become Kudo Yosuke's puppet for his mother's safety.

Everyone's hearts sank. In this way, it is even more impossible to ignore the life of Hanazawa.

He is an innocent person, or a victim. If he still takes away the potential and causes him to die, everyone's conscience will be disturbed.

After careful consideration, Xilou activated the quantum communicator, "Sister Jing, are you there?"

A gentle female voice sounded: "I'm here, Xilou, how is it, is your side going well?"

Xilou briefly described the process and problems here.

"In a situation like this, sister Jing, can you strip the latent spirit of the Umbrella Emperor while saving the child's life?"

silence.

The seven people on Jingmen Island waited with bated breath for Sun Wanjing's answer.

After a long time, Sun Wanjing said softly: "I'm sorry, Xilou, I can't do it, not even after the gods. First of all, this is just a child. Although he has inherited the latent spirit of the Umbrella Emperor, his physical fitness is still too weak.

Secondly, in the past three months, this child does not know how many times he has used Vientiane, but no matter how many times, as long as one time, the subterranean spirit leaves the body, and the moment Susano mirror fails, the natural damage is enough to kill him.

In the end, you should be aware of the mysterious nature of Vientiane, which is so powerful. This is something that Qi Huang has no choice but to do, and it is also the greatest helplessness for us doctors. "

After everyone listened, they all shook their heads and sighed softly.

Xilou's expression also darkened.

Indeed, he was too aware of how terrifying Vientiane's natural damage was.

With Qin Xiuyu's physical strength at that time, without the Yuan Umbrella, he couldn't last for a few minutes, and his life was lost, let alone an eight or nine-year-old child.

"I see, Miss Jing." After Xilou finished speaking, she turned off the communicator.

Then he turned his head to look at Gu Yuan and asked, "Village Chief, I can't help it. What do you mean?"

After checking Hua Zezheng's memory and Sun Wanjing's questioning, there are only so many ways Xilou can think of.

Gu Yuan said lightly: "Can I go to Wanling Pavilion?"

Yes!That magical place, the place where miracles are often born and carries the inheritance of China's thousands of years of subterranean spirits, maybe it can be solved by going there?

"No." Xilou shook his head in frustration, "Village Chief, if you want to enter Wanling Pavilion, you must have made contributions to the Huaxia latent spirit world and provided practical help, otherwise those seniors will not manifest. "

The time he went into the West Building was because he followed Bai Shaoping to find clues to Taiping Road. Whether it was in the hotel in Chuting, Nanyue, or the warehouse in Shencheng City, the West Building had suffered a lot. He himself was also killed by Taoist Taiping, so after entering, he will be favored by his seniors.

Later, when Bai Shaoping went in before he went to the Void Realm, it was because Bai Shaoping played a vital role in the battle against the Taiping Dao in the Tang Gutuo Mountains, so so many seniors manifested and recognized him, and they were willing to let him copy the mysterious appearance.

But now, regardless of the issue of Hanazawa's nationality, he has not made any contribution to the Chinese subterranean world, and he will have absolutely no effect after entering.

The current guardian of Wanling Pavilion has said it himself, which is equivalent to closing the coffin.

Wanling Pavilion doesn't work either.

Finally, Xilou turned to Tang Yixing and asked: "Brother Xing, you have encountered such a situation before, what should you do?"

"Ask Ming." Tang Yixing blurted out.

Xilou lowered his head and thought for a moment, then asked Xiao Ming on the quantum communicator.

As a result, Xiao Ming's answer was beyond everyone's expectations.

"I do not know."

Aren't you born knowing it?How can you not know?

Xiao Ming's calm voice sounded: "In your current situation, it is actually a question of killing an innocent person and saving tens of thousands of people. To kill or not to kill, life cannot be quantified, and one life is as important as tens of thousands of lives.

If it is possible to kill one innocent person and save 1 people, if this behavior is allowed and advocated, then there will be things like killing 99 people and saving 1 people. An Ning, therefore, this question has no solution for you. "

After listening to this passage, Xilou asked Tang Yixing again: "Brother Ming doesn't know, what should I do?"

"Ask Ping." Tang Yixing blurted out again.

But Xiao Ming's voice sounded again: "Xilou, don't bother Ping, he has extremely important things to do right now."

Everyone was slightly startled, but they didn't ask what Bai Shaoping was doing.

Xilou frowned, not in a relaxed mood, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I understand."

There was silence in the communicator for a while, then Xiao Ming spoke again: "But I can tell you what he would do if it was Ping."

Xilou's heart skipped a beat, "Brother Ming, tell me."

Xiao Ming said unhurriedly: "Ping will tell you, respect life, and respect life."

This sentence has been heard by everyone except Xilou. In the Fuxi Grand Ceremony, in the early Tang Dynasty and backtracking, Bai Shaoping said it when twelve mindless people gathered to fight against cockroaches.

Hearing this, Xilou's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had understood something that shocked him.

After a full 30 seconds, Xilou returned to normal, and said softly: "I understand Brother Ming, thank you."

After hanging up the communicator, Tang Yixing asked, "How?"

Xilou looked at the comatose Hanazawa, and said with a faint smile, "Let's save his mother, and then take them back to Huaxia."

Everyone was taken aback, as if they didn't expect Xilou's answer to be this.

But the village head, Gu Yuan, nodded slightly, agreeing.

The others didn't say anything, and under the influence of the floating sky, they slowly lifted into the air and disappeared under the night.

The icy river water reflected by the moonlight kept slapping against the sandy reefs of Jingmen Island.

The cold wind was blowing the fallen leaves on the ground, and it was also blowing away the bloody smell from the hundreds of corpses on the island.

It's like a purgatory on earth forgotten by the world, scary and silent.

At this time, 5 minutes had passed since Xilou and the others left Jingmen Island.

suddenly!

A mass of black light and shadow appeared out of nowhere on the shore!

Exuding an incomparably treacherous and cold aura.

Just as he was about to fly away to the river, he heard the mocking sound of Xilou.

"I can't wait? I was thinking of smashing Jinguo Shrine to get you out. It seems that your patience is worse than mine, Kudo Yosuke, or should I call you Amaterasu?"