Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 251 - 189: Slander by Spilling Blood

Chapter 251: Chapter 189: Slander by Spilling Blood

"Restore my memory?"

Perhaps no one at the scene understood more than Lin Xing how much of an impact memories could have on a person’s consciousness.

He guessed that if he really restored his memories as the Great Bright Buddha, then his current thoughts, personality, and values would undergo a drastic change, and he would become a completely different person.

This was clearly not what Lin Xing hoped for.

He was indeed curious about what was hidden within those dust-covered memories, but he didn’t want to be changed into another person by them.

At the same time, the Great Bright Buddha was looking at Lin Xing and continued to speak, "To understand the world situation and to gain experience and knowledge,"

"Every once in a while, I would divide a part of my soul to be reincarnated and then return to the Da Guangming Temple with the accumulations of that lifetime."

"The most recent reincarnation should have been the same."

The Great Bright Buddha sighed slightly, "Unfortunately, an accident occurred, which delayed your return to Da Guangming Mountain."

As the Great Bright Buddha spoke, the attention of everyone present was drawn to him.

Especially when they heard the implication in the Great Bright Buddha’s words that Lin Xing was the reincarnation of the Great Bright Buddha, it left the Evil-cutting Sect Master, Fairy Yunxiao, and others in amazement and disbelief.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wanxi thought to herself, "These are words from the Great Bright Buddha himself. If I record this video and leak it online, it’s going to turn the world upside down."

Zhao Wanxi’s mind seemed to already be figuring out the explosive reactions the information about Lin Xing being the Great Bright Buddha would provoke in the current world, the more she thought about it, the more excited she became.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Bai Yiyi was staring at the screen, unable to hold back, she said, "Why have they stopped moving? Are they not fighting anymore?"

She squinted at the screen for a while before murmuring, "Are they chatting?"

Bai Yiyi said anxiously, "What on earth are they talking about? Damn it... I can’t hear a thing!"

Atop She Shen Cliff, the Great Bright Buddha continued, "After you were reincarnated, you were born as a farmer’s son, with a genuine and simple nature."

"But due to an accident, you became unwittingly involved in the conflicts of the jianghu and, after repeated cycles of vengeance and killing, you gradually lost yourself in the slaughter."

"Even after you awakened your past spiritual wisdom, in an effort not to become a Buddha again, you even sought to destroy both me and the Da Guangming Temple."

As the Great Bright Buddha narrated, the many dry corpses that were previously busy working in the mountains, imperceptibly stopped their tasks as their hollow eyes all turned towards Lin Xing’s direction.

The Great Bright Buddha went on to say, "Ten years ago, you hunted down martial artists in the Central Plains and eventually chased them to the entrance of the Da Guangming Temple."

"In an attempt to save them, I exhausted a great deal of energy, while you took advantage of my weakness, feigning to pressure me for their whereabouts before launching a surprise attack on me..."

With a slight sigh, the Great Bright Buddha said, "The wound on my forehead was left by you that day."

Lin Xing, upon hearing these words, looked utterly incredulous, "Nonsense."

"How old was I ten years ago? How could I possibly have hunted martial artists in Mirror World? And attacked you? And injured you?"

"Such utter nonsense."

Not only Lin Xing but everyone present found it hard to believe the Great Bright Buddha’s words.

The Great Bright Buddha now revealed a sudden appearance of bright light emanating from his palm, and an invisible veil seemed to cascade down from the Buddhist light.

Then the onlookers saw within the light and shadow the scene of a boy breaking into the Da Guangming Temple.

The boy appeared to be only seven or eight years old, but his movements were as swift as the wind and fierce as lightning, stirring up gusts of wind, and with a bare palm from a distance, he killed the monk guarding the gate.

The boy was then seen walking step by step towards the depths of the Da Guangming Temple, his strikes possessing a ruthlessness completely at odds with his tender age and appearance.

Whether it was elderly monks, young monks, or male and female devotees, any encountered were cruelly dispatched,

sometimes their heads were yanked off, sometimes torn in half, sometimes twisted into knots, sometimes blasted to pieces...

The boy, wearing a smile, crushed person after person to death as if he were but a child toying with ants.

From the temple’s front entrance, he slew his way to the main hall; not a single adept of the temple could withstand even one of his blows, nor could anyone survive in his hands.

In just a short time, the Da Guangming Temple within the light and shadow was seen to become a river of blood.

Seeing the boy’s massacre at the Da Guangming Temple, everyone present seemed to sense a strange and sinister air emanating from the boy’s smiling face.

The Evil-cutting Sect Master watched the boy twist a monk’s lower body into a spiral as if in play, and could not help but frown slightly.

He felt from the boy a naive cruelty, a sense of indifference towards death.

Fairy Yunxiao’s mind was also filled with countless questions, "Could this boy be Tang Si? So powerful at such a young age? Was he so heartless in the past?"

Zhao Wanxi watched the boy’s grotesque slaughter amid the light and shadow, feeling as if she was watching a horror film, and couldn’t help but ask Jing Shiyu next to her, "Does he look like it?"

She knew that Jing Shiyu had seen Lin Xing’s records and had seen his childhood photos.

Jing Shiyu nodded thoughtfully, "He does look quite a bit like Lin Xing when he was younger."

She thought to herself, "If Lin Xing really were so cruel-hearted and ruthless, everyone on She Shen Cliff would have died a long time ago."

On the other side, Bai Yiyi, watching everyone on the screen staring motionlessly at the image of the Great Bright Buddha, couldn’t help but curse, "Is it stuck? What a crappy plane, freezing up on me at a critical moment?"

At She Shen Cliff, Lin Xing had furrowed his brow from the moment he spotted the boy, simply because the boy looked exactly like him when he was younger.

The Great Bright Buddha said indifferently, "This little boy is you, who killed your way to the Da Guangming Temple ten years ago."

Lin Xing coldly nodded, "He does indeed look exactly like me as a child."

The Great Bright Buddha began, "So..."

Lin Xing interrupted the Great Bright Buddha before he could finish, "You actually know what I looked like as a child? What does this prove? It proves that you have been plotting for a long time, preemptively collecting my childhood appearance to frame me."

"Great Bright Buddha, don’t think that you can slander me just by creating some illusions. It was absolutely impossible for me to have done so many outrageous things when I was a child."

The Great Bright Buddha’s expression remained unchanged, looking towards the countless dry corpses in the mountains and slowly said, "If you do not believe me, perhaps you should ask them."

"Many of them were killed by you on that day."

At the same time, a dry corpse with a hoe and white hair shouted at Lin Xing, "The scene of that day was exactly as shown by my Buddha, it was this boy who barged into the temple and killed on sight."

Seeing the dry corpse suddenly speak, everyone present was shocked once more.

Then many of them remembered that these corpses were actually the Buddha statues scattered inside and outside the temple, and they had heard the statues speak in Chuanfu City too.

With this realization, people began to wonder if these dry corpses still retained their spiritual wisdom?

In the mountains, more corpses started shouting.

"Ten years ago, my family of five came to the Da Guangming Temple to pray, only to witness this boy kill more than a dozen monks. I pleaded for mercy on my knees with my family, yet still he crushed our internal organs with a kick..."

"That day I was in quiet meditation when suddenly a roar came, and then the whole house collapsed and crushed me to death..."

"At first, I didn’t know what had happened; I only heard my senior brothers say that a great evil had broken into the temple and was killing anyone in sight. My senior brother led us to defend the hall, but on the way, I just felt something hit me, and my upper and lower body ended up folded together..."

Hearing more and more of the dead recounting the horrors of that day, rage grew in Lin Xing’s eyes.

He, Lin Xing, had led a life of integrity and unwavering principles, recently even acting heroically for the good of the country and the people, saving numerous lives.

On ordinary days, he wouldn’t even cross a street recklessly, let alone the countless villains who wanted to kill him and whom he only incapacitated by breaking their knees and let go.

And this Great Bright Buddha, who manipulated people’s minds and twisted their consciousness, had caused who knows how many believers to die and brewed countless tragedies over the years.

Now this extremely vicious and evil person actually dared to twist right and wrong, framing him, Lin Xing, as a great evil?

Lin Xing was trembling with anger listening to these calumnies from the dry corpses.

Pointing at the Great Bright Buddha, he shouted, "Do you think by manipulating a bunch of dry corpses to slander me, you can spout lies?"

"They are all puppets controlled by you, isn’t it so that whatever you want them to say, they will say?"

The Great Bright Buddha said indifferently, "The decay of the flesh is not the true death."

"Their flesh may have perished, but their souls are preserved in the Jile Buddha Realm, allowing them to command their corpses."

"The ones you killed that day, I have all thus saved, which can be considered as some recompense for the killing you’ve done."

Lin Xing looked at the Great Bright Buddha in disbelief, feeling as if there could be no person so adept at inverting truth and falsehood in the world, "You’re saying I killed people? And you saved them?"

Watching the Sword Intent within the 109 flying shuttles surge more violently, the Great Bright Buddha said indifferently, "Ten years ago you killed them once, do you wish to kill them a second time now?"

"Nonsense! I never kill people indiscriminately!" Lin Xing bellowed, and with a thought, the 109 flying shuttles carrying rolls of thunder swept towards the Great Bright Buddha’s position.

On the other side, the Evil-cutting Sect Master and Fairy Yunxiao, hearing what Lin Xing said, unconsciously glanced at the scorched earth where ten Martial Artists had just disappeared, thinking to themselves, "This Tang Si seems to be very unstable mentally."

At the same time, accompanied by the supersonic assassination of the 109 flying shuttles, a sea of Buddha light rose up all around the Great Bright Buddha.

He appeared to transform into a phantom under the shroud of Buddha light, his figure gradually dissipating into the air.

The flying shuttles passed through his gradually vanishing body as if through layers of invisible light and shadow, unable to inflict the slightest injury on him.

And the Great Bright Buddha’s body had already appeared dozens of meters away on open ground, then continued, "Indeed, you do not remember what happened ten years ago, which is why I must help you recall."