Meng Xing's soul hid on the eaves of the gatehouse at the main gate of the Xujiabao Fortress, covering his body with a pitch-black cloak, and quietly observed the crowd gathered below.

He was very confused, it was not his idea to let Old Man Liu gather the villagers, but Ah Fu taught him to assign Old Man Liu through thousands of miles of transmission.

In addition to the ability to transmit sound for thousands of miles, Ah Fu also has the magical power of clairvoyance, he is three hundred miles away, but he knows everything about what is happening in front of Meng Xingsoul, as if he has seen it with his own eyes.

Ah Fu said that it was because the bat armor was equipped with a "walkie-talkie" and a "camera", and the sound and pictures were transmitted to Ah Fu through some "communication base station".

Meng Xingsoul guessed that Ah Fu was talking about the names of some immortal magic weapons, and he didn't delve into it because he had already seen it, after all, it was an old bat that had cultivated into a monster, and it was normal to take out something weird.

"Ah Fu, why do you want Old Man Liu to gather the people? The people don't know martial arts, and it's useless to gather a lot of people, if Xu Qingsong ruthlessly lets Bao Ding suppress it, it will kill a lot of innocent lives. ”

A small device next to his ear emitted Ah Fu's voice: "Young master, this scene of the people gathering is a teaching aid for the villain to teach the young master, so that the young master can learn a truth." ”

"What's the truth?"

"Revolution is the inevitable product of the intensification of class contradictions and social contradictions."

Meng Xingsoul frowned, he could understand every word in Ah Fu's words, but he didn't know what it meant when they were connected.

"Young master, let me ask you, are the people of this world suffering?"

Meng Xingsoul didn't think about it, so he said: "Bitter! ”

He became an orphan at the age of six, struggling to survive with the flow of fleeing people. If he hadn't fled quickly, he would have turned into a two-legged sheep and entered the belly of the strong and hungry.

There are countless orphans who have the same fate as him, and only he and Ye Xiang, Xiao He, and Shi Qun have survived.

If a disaster year is like this, where is the good harvest year?

The government collects taxes, the strong donates, and the martial arts sects near the village also come to get a piece of the pie, and the disciples of those sects eat meat and practice all day long, and do not produce, what do they rely on to support themselves?

Be a flat-headed citizen, just be bullied, and want to resist?

With a sickle and a wooden shovel, with a crop handle, how can you confront the martial arts masters who come and go, pick up Feiyan with a sword, and split the boulder?

The court is deaf, the filthy officials are rampant, and they are in collusion with the martial arts heroes, but even if they are not deaf, the court is powerless to fight against the martial arts.

The officials of the imperial court were killed all over the door, but the chief catcher of the six doors couldn't find anything, and the martial arts people with extraordinary strength, as long as they were cautious, they couldn't leave any clues behind the murder of all the doors!

How dare the imperial court fight against the entire martial arts?

The top swordsman can set up a competition on the top of the Forbidden City, the big forces in the rivers and lakes often control the economic lifeline, and the martial arts masters kill people on the street like killing chickens, and they never see the courage to come and arrest them.

The people of the world are the fish and meat on the board, to be slaughtered.

This tragedy of Old Man Liu's family in Xujiabao is just the tip of the iceberg of the miserable lives of countless hard-working people in the world, and I am afraid that it will not rank in the top 100 of the list of tragic events.

It's a pity that the people are powerless to resist, and when people gather, they only form a homeless people. Tens of thousands of people who can't survive want to form a righteous army to grab food, and they don't need the state and county governments to send troops, but they are afraid that a few nearby Haoqiang and Wulin sects will join forces to extinguish them, kill this group of anti-thieves, and take the heads of men, women, and children to the government to ask for merit.

Ah Fu said: "As expected, the people below will be tortured and killed later, as you said, have you seen their eyes?" It is a look that does not care about life and death, numb, what joy is life, and what is sadness in death? It's not necessarily better to be alive than dead. ”

Meng Xingsoul only felt that his heart was throbbing like a needle prick, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you just going to let me watch them die?" What kind of revolutionary truth do you learn, revolutionary revolution, is it to get rid of one's own life? ”

Ah Fu's indifferent voice came from the earphones: "The group of people below is not revolutionary, they are like you, they don't understand the slightest revolutionary truth, they are just a group of salted fish who are holding their breath and gathering together to poke their heads out of the water and panting." ”

Ah Fu continued: "Have you ever seen the scene of winter fishing? When the fisherman dug a big hole in the ice, many fish gathered up and gasped for breath, and when the net went down, all of them died and became meat in the pot. Caught every year in winter, the fish don't know that there are nets waiting for them? They can't hold it back, and they'd rather die than catch their breath before dying. ”

Meng Xing's soul trembled when he heard this, and he was full of anger, he also felt like a fish frozen in the water, and he held a breath in his chest, but he didn't know how to get this breath out.

He has always felt that he is just a hard-working little person, living a hungry life, and he can't take care of himself, how can he care about others? He longs for a free and easy life, but finds that life is a cage everywhere, even if he is out of the boss Gao, the rivers and lakes are also a bigger cage, out of the rivers and lakes, this world is still a cage.

There is no garden in the world where butterflies can fly freely and enjoy the spring sunshine!

"You don't want to kill, the pain of being forced to kill is a fart!"

Ah Fu's cold voice came from the earphones: "Look at the group of people below, which one is not more painful than you, which one is not spent in torture every day, you still have money to buy drunk and find a woman to vent, they are so poor that they can't even wear pants, and they have nowhere to vent and they are not suffering every day!" ”

Meng Xingsoul's face was hot, all his secrets were revealed by Ah Fu, the sadness and feelings that used to lie on the big stone were really disease-free moaning when I think about it now, which makes people ashamed.

Luo Feng didn't intend to let him go, and continued: "You don't want to be a killer, you can run at any time if you have hands and feet, that charming fantasy in your heart, being hooked by a half-old and refusing to leave, can you starve to death with a killer?" ”

"It's not!"

Meng Xingsoul gritted his teeth and retorted: "Boss Gao saved my life......"

"How many people have you helped her kill, everyone is a life, calculate how many lives you have paid her back? If I throw down hundreds of thousands of taels of gold, can't I buy your life? If you calculate it this way, your life is really not cheap! Because I learned the ability to kill people, I can make a lot of money by killing people, so my worth has risen from half a steamed bun to 10,000 gold? ”

"Look at the people below! Back then, you were one of them, you had the money you earned from killing, you drank for a few years, played with women for a few years, and then forgot your origin, without the group of people below, you wouldn't live to be six years old, it's really a father and a mother who don't have a tall sister! After so many years, you haven't thought that you can do something for the people who are suffering with your own ability? ”

Meng Xingsoul was scolded in a cold sweat, he didn't know how to refute it, and he really wanted to wipe his neck with a sword, so he simply died.

But he can't, at least not now, if he commits suicide like this, the people gathered below because of him will be innocently killed, and his promise to Old Man Liu to help him avenge him cannot be fulfilled.

What's more, Ah Fu also explained to him that after the incident, if he couldn't find a good man, he would send the dying girl to the Arkham Asylum on the top of Huashan, where a famous doctor could save the girl's life, and what else could he do to "plastic surgery" to restore the girl's appearance.

Meng Xingsoul has always believed that living is a responsibility, and the responsibilities he has on his shoulders now are far more than when he was in the cabin, and he can't die all at once.

Even if he was teased by Ah Fu, scolded in a cold sweat, the ugly scars hidden in the depths of his heart were torn open, and he wanted to die in pain, he had to live.