Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 153: Zhang Kuang: I am not a devil (asking for monthly tickets)
Ding Chunqiu glanced at both parties. Seeing that they were silent, he spoke up himself: "Compared with the immortals, we are nothing..."

"Don't call me immortal. I'm just an ordinary person. You don't need to show such respect. Some people called me Zhang Zhenren, and some called me Zhang Wuji. It depends on whichever you like. Call me whatever you like."

There was a sage's calmness in Zhang Kuang's eyes, and he looked particularly easy-going, without any airs, nor any murderous intent as when he started killing in the woods.

ordinary people...

Is there anyone in the world who knows everything?

Ding Chunqiu firmly believed that he was an immortal, but when he heard him say this, although he had some doubts in his heart, he still respectfully praised him, "The immortal possesses unparalleled supernatural powers, yet he is humble and modest. This is exactly the state of mind that we admire and strive to achieve throughout our lives."

Zhang Kuang raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Even if you are good at flattering me, you won't get any benefit from me. It's better to be honest and sincere."

"Master, you're joking. It's a blessing to be able to talk to you. How could Ding Chunqiu dare to ask for more?"

Ding Chunqiu kept his attitude extremely humble, without any trace of the demeanor of a leader of the Xingxiu Sect or a veteran in the world. Although there was no flattering smile on his face, his words of flattery were so fluent that even Li Qinglu was a little surprised.

Bang!
Ding Chunqiu kicked Duan Yanqing out, making him kneel in the middle. Then, cupping his fists, he said, "Master, this thief is guilty of countless crimes. Ding Chunqiu saw him lurking in the valley for a long time today, so he took over and captured him. He will be handed over to you for your punishment."

Although everyone knew that Duan Yanqing used Zhang Kuang as a knife, it would be embarrassing to say this in front of Zhang Kuang. The best excuse was naturally that Duan Yanqing was captured in the process of causing trouble.

Zhang Kuang naturally understood the implication of Ding Chunqiu's words and couldn't help but laugh. In the original novel, Ding Chunqiu, the "Xingxiu Old Immortal" who would use poison at the slightest disagreement, actually had such a flattering scene. It turned out that when one stands high, there will be good people around him.

It's a pity that he is not a good person and doesn't want to be a good person.

Zhang Kuang took a sip of his hot tea and said to Duan Yanqing, who had accepted his fate, "You are so brave! You dare to use me as a knife to kill Duan Zhengming and the others."

"With my own strength, I can fight Duan Zhengming for hundreds of moves, but it would be very difficult to defeat him. However, if I kill him with someone else's knife, it would be much easier."

Duan Yanqing had no qualms about admitting that he couldn't do it with his brute force and had to rely on strategies.

Zhang Kuang nodded: "Duan Zhengming and the others are nothing to me. I can kill them with a wave of my hand. Unfortunately, I don't like being a knife, so I spared their lives."

"What a pity." Duan Yanqing did not regret it. There was no expression on his stiff face. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, and had long been shrouded in darkness, without any hope.

Zhang Kuang clicked his tongue twice, "There's nothing left to live for, so no matter what the price is, you don't care, right?"

Duan Yanqing closed his eyes and said nothing, but he didn't say anything harsh like "kill if you want, kill if you want, cut him into pieces if you want" - he was also afraid that Zhang Kuang was a real man and would really cut him into pieces.

Seeing how stubborn he was, Ding Chunqiu's eyes flashed with coldness. "He's a good man, but he's so audacious! Master, I have a rare poison called Three Laughs Free Powder. If an ordinary person were poisoned by this, they would die from laughing uncontrollably three times. But this man has a strange face. He can't laugh or make a sound. He will have to endure the pain forever, unable to live or die."

Zhang Kuang waved his hands and said, "Do I look so much like a devil? Your method is a bit cruel."

He put on a compassionate expression, looked at Duan Yanqing with kindness, and said in a calm tone: "Outside Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree, Huazi is slovenly and Guanyin has long hair."

Duan Yanqing suddenly opened his eyes, and his reaction in that instant was more than his reactions in the whole year combined. Unfortunately, his legs were broken, his crutches were gone, and even most of his true energy was wasted. He could only fall to the ground and could not get up. No matter how much he looked up, he could only see Zhang Kuang's boots.

"You know, you know who she is!" Duan Yanqing was like the Lancang River outside the valley at this moment, his emotions were as excited as waves.

Zhang Kuang didn't care whether he could see it or not, and nodded lightly, "Of course I know. She also gave birth to a son for you."

"Good, great, great..." Duan Yanqing burst into tears, and in an instant, he was freed from despair. He thanked Zhang Kuang with great gratitude in his voice. In the end, he heard: "You really should thank me."

Zhang Kuang said with a smile: "Your Guanyin Bodhisattva died at the hands of your fourth brother Yun Zhonghe, and your son was also taken away by your second sister. He died in the wilderness after playing with him for a day."

"Oh, you were there too."

Is this false?

It’s fake, it couldn’t be more fake.

But at this moment, Duan Yanqing was so overwhelmed with joy and sorrow that he had no time to make any distinctions.
The face of Guanyin under the Bodhi tree had long been blurred in his mind, but he thought she was extremely beautiful. His fourth brother had always been a lustful evil spirit who killed people. If Guanyin fell into his hands... there was no need to say what would happen.

His children must be cute - after all, his current ugly appearance like a ghost is acquired, but his second sister is crazy and likes cute children, especially boys. She loves and hates children. She loves children as cute as her own children, and hates that her own children are missing while they are still alive and well.

Therefore, these children would usually be thrown to death by Ye Erniang. I'm afraid she herself couldn't even tell how many children she had killed.

Duan Yanqing felt that he couldn't breathe. The hope he had at that moment was completely taken away at this moment, and it seemed as if thunder was pounding wildly in his chest.

"I'm here?" His voice was filled with great despair and pleading, trying to get a negative answer from Zhang Kuang.

But unfortunately, Zhang Kuang's answer was calm and affirmative: "Yes, you have always been there."

"You pushed them into the abyss with your own hands, even though they begged desperately."

Duan Yanqing's eyes opened wide, and his scarred face turned pale in an instant like a freshly painted wall. He fell to the ground and for a long time he didn't blink, his nostrils didn't twitch, and his chest didn't pump.

He might be dead.

Zhang Kuang took another sip of tea and said calmly, "Why bother? They and you have never had any connection, and you have never owed them any favors. You don't know each other and are just strangers."

"Hehe... retribution, it's all retribution!" Duan Yanqing's throat gurgled, and the darkness in his eyes was much thicker and heavier than before.

If the obsession that supported him to live before was his hatred towards Duan Zhengming and others, then the thought of death that supported him now was his own punishment.

As Duan Yanqing lay dying, Zhang Kuang suddenly said, "Oh, I remembered it wrongly. How could someone like you have a son? As for the Long-haired Guanyin, don't worry. You personally sent her to me."

"Huh!" Duan Yanqing's pupils dilated to the extreme in an instant, and he stared at Zhang Kuang with his eyes wide open, and then he was swept by a blast of flames.

"It's okay."

Zhang Kuang said calmly.

Although Duan Yanqing's strength was mostly destroyed by Ding Chunqiu, as Duan Yu's biological father, his luck and value are not low, but not much higher either.

Everyone in the hall saw how Zhang Kuang so casually toyed with Duan Yanqing's psychology, causing him to jump back and forth between hope and despair until he died with his eyes open. He felt a chill all over his body and did not dare to look up at Zhang Kuang.

"Why are you all lowering your heads? Am I really scary to you?"

(End of this chapter)