The next morning.
The train has arrived.
Just like last time, the platform was packed with people, the crowd was huge and the noise was loud.
However, before they could get on the train, a group of policemen in black uniforms rushed over, pushed through the crowd, and entered the coal car.
The police officers of this era have seen a lot of dead bodies, and basically all of them are tough. It's as if their nerves are as strong as steel. They will definitely not be frightened to the point of their legs going weak when they see a dead body.
But when he entered the coal carriage and saw the tragic scene, he couldn't help but gasp, and then his mouth was choked by the smell of blood.
Blood.
There was blood everywhere.
It soaked the carriage floor, overflowed over the coal, and accumulated with some coal ash at the threshold leading to the third-class carriage, forming a pool of black and red blood mud.
This pool of blood and mud had a stale and fishy smell. Stepping on it felt like stepping into mud, with a pulling sensation.
Stepping on it always makes people feel dazed, as if they have accidentally stepped into a swamp of flesh and blood, as if there is a bottomless abyss below and they will fall into it.
Faced with this scene, the group of policemen were frightened and retreated in a hurry. No matter how much their superiors scolded them, they were unwilling to go back in.
The blood and rotten flesh on the ground were so thick that even a shovel couldn't clean them up. They were used to being domineering and arrogant, so how could they endure such hardship?
But soon, they came up with a solution.
I saw a group of ragged people entering the carriage.
Soon, one broken body after another was shoveled out.
At this moment, both sides of the train were filled with onlookers, looking around curiously and whispering to each other.
"Oh my God, what happened? So many people died?"
"Yeah, and he died so tragically. Was he the unlucky guy who got run over by a train?"
"How could they have been run over by a train? Look carefully! These people were carried out from inside the train!"
"Fuck, so brutal, is there a vicious criminal on the train?"
"I just made some inquiries. They say a group of human traffickers have been lurking in this carriage. They're stealing children on the train. One child was even mutilated alive, with his limbs chopped off. But something strange happened to these traffickers. In the middle of the night, a man covered in golden light appeared, carrying a thousand-pound iron bucket, and killed them all."
"A man glowing with golden light, carrying a thousand-pound iron bucket, killed a human trafficker? How could this be so bizarre? It's like listening to a storytelling. What kind of god has descended to earth?"
"Who knows, but this method is a bit too cruel, it feels like he's almost beaten into a pulp!"
"How is this cruel? I think human traffickers, who are so heartless, deserve to be torn into pieces. This is a normal way to die!"
In the train station, a group of onlookers were chattering and sharing all kinds of gossip.
The train that was supposed to depart on time was delayed. The police pretended to search for the murderer while trying to identify the parents of the missing children.
The instigator of this incident was walking on the street with an ice pack on his black eye socket, carrying a large bag in his hand, and looking at Zhang Jingqing who was walking in front of him with a swagger in his eyes.
The package in his hand was what he got after killing those beggars. It was full of silver dollars, which made a rattling sound when he shook it gently.
Tsk tsk tsk. A gold belt for murder and arson!
Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Even if he worked hard for a year to draw some low-level talismans to sell in Longhu Mountain, he couldn't make as much as the two jobs he made in the past few days.
This is the reward for punishing evil and eliminating evil... Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, put away his purse and looked forward.
He noticed that the master had stopped at some point.
Just as I was about to ask the reason, I saw a large opium den filled with smoke in front of me.
This thing will be punished by anyone in the future, but now it is everywhere on the streets.
I saw Master Zhang Jingqing looking at the opium den with a heavy gaze.
"Master, I will burn this damn place down!" said Zhang Zhiwei.
Zhang Jingqing: “…………”
"You better restrain yourself!"
Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and continued, "What's the point of burning it? It's rotten at the root. I, your master, used to destroy a lot of them, but later I found that they're like mushrooms after rain. There's no way to destroy them all. Often, when you destroy one, a new one will pop up a few days later."
Zhang Zhiwei asked, "Master, why don't you kill the opium den owner?"
Zhang Jingqing looked at Zhang Zhiwei with empty eyes: "You burn and do things at the slightest provocation? You are a monk, don't act like a gangster!"
"Master, I was too impatient. What should we monks say to be more respectful?"
Zhang Jingqing said seriously, "As a monk, you should talk about salvation!"
"I see!" Zhang Zhiwei suddenly realized: "Master, I understand!"
Zhang Jingqing: “…………”
What a mess!
How come you can understand everything?
"What did you realize?" Zhang Jingqing asked.
"Everyone is mortal, and some people need a little help!"
Zhang Zhiwei explained with a serious face, "It means that the world is full of suffering, and the only way to save yourself is to save yourself. However, some people's sins are too deep, and they can't save themselves, so they need help to be freed from the sea of suffering in this world!"
Zhang Jingqing: “…………”
"You are good at making trouble, but do you know who runs these opium dens?" Zhang Jingqing asked.
Zhang Zhiwei spread out one hand, with tiny arcs of electricity crisscrossing his palm: "No matter who he is, under the lightning of my palm, all beings are equal, kings, princes, generals, and ministers, all are the same!"
"Everyone is the same? Do you know how deeply the interests involved are?" Zhang Jingqing said, "There are red-haired devils, celebrities, high-ranking officials, Japanese, warlords, evildoers, and famous and upright people. If you take action against them, you will be making an enemy of the world!"
"An enemy of the world?"
Zhang Zhiwei said, "In my opinion, these opium den owners are nothing but a bunch of unrespectable idiots. They only know how to steal and commit crimes, bringing disaster to the nation and its people. They are nothing but rats. What qualifications do they have to represent the world?"
"If I meet them, I will kill them one by one. If I see a pair, I will kill them both. I want to see if this world made up of chickens and dogs can stop me! "
Zhang Jingqing sighed and looked at Zhang Zhiwei. After pushing over the alchemy furnace and releasing the monkey, this evil beast became more and more crazy and arrogant. It had only been a few days, and he was already clamoring to become an enemy of the world.
However, no matter how crazy they are, their words are true. Those dirty guys really deserve to die.
But some things cannot be decided by violence. The stronger you are, the more you feel your own insignificance!