The night is deep.
The clouds persisted, the thunder continued, the sky seemed to have been poked with a hole, and the rain poured into Xiaozhaiyue Lake.
The inside and outside of the Xiao family were silent in the rain, and no sound could be heard except the sound of thunder and rain.
The heavy rain broke the plum branches, and even the proud and fragrant plum blossoms lowered their heads.
A thunderbolt flashed across the night sky, illuminating the courtyard behind Xiao's garden even brighter than during the day.
In the small house, Jian Niang closed her eyes tightly, shivered under the quilt, fiddled with a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, and whispered scriptures that ordinary people could not understand.
In the lonely courtyard, there was no one except Jane's mother.
It takes a lot of courage for a helpless woman to face such a thunderstorm night alone.
After the flash of lightning, everything fell into darkness again, but the sound of thunder that followed immediately rang in the ears, making the world tremble, and Jian Niang was so frightened that she even shrank her face into the quilt.
The little hands playing with the beads under the quilt were getting faster and faster.
"Bodhisattva forgives me... I have unclean roots and random thoughts, but I just can't control myself. I ask Bodhisattva to give me some guidance."
"Amitabha, Amitabha..."
The repeated chanting of the Buddha's name seemed to have a calming effect, and Jane's troubled thoughts gradually calmed down.
The thunderstorm night was exactly the same as that night, no one could control their thoughts.
Jian Niang, like Yu Jiaoer, can't help but miss men.
But Yu Jiaoer will indulge her desires, but Jian Niang will use every method to restrain her.
She hoped that she could be pure in all six senses and not be disturbed by love affairs between men and women, but at that age, no matter how simple her life was, the fire in a woman's heart could never be extinguished.
When the flames burst out of the paper, the repressed desires will turn into real flames that will engulf people's reason and fall into the endless abyss.
"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust..."
Jian Niang muttered, got out of the quilt again, took a deep breath, and tried hard to fall asleep.
I thought tonight would pass like this, but suddenly there was another lightning flash!
The darkness turned into light again, and every scene in the hut became clearly visible...
"ah!"
Jian Niang screamed, and she saw a huge black shadow beside the bed!
This burst of lightning continued continuously, hitting the black figure and gradually forming an outline.
After Jian Niang saw it clearly, her panic subsided slightly, but she felt more nervous and worried: "Why...why is it you?"
It's Lin Da!
Jian Niang couldn't believe it, thinking she was dreaming. She swallowed deeply, and her originally calm heart suddenly became restless again. The small hand is holding the Buddhist beads, and the fingernails have deep nail marks on the sandalwood beads.
"It's a dream! It must be a dream! The Bodhisattva is testing me... What's wrong with me? Why is this man always in my dreams?"
Jian Niang was thinking in her heart, feeling at a loss. Her mind was filled with the lingering embrace of that night. It lingered, but became clearer and clearer.
As her thoughts drifted away, Jian Niang suddenly felt something was wrong and recalled Lin Da's figure under the lightning a second ago.
This fool was soaked to the skin and in a state of wretchedness, just like he had been in a heavy rainstorm at night.
But the fool's eyes were terrifyingly cold, without a trace of emotion, like an evil ghost in the dark, with a chilling look that gave people goosebumps.
"Boom!"
The sound of thunder followed by the lightning came again.
This time it seemed to be even more violent than before.
Jian Niang's mind was buzzing, and she happened to shout: "Lin Da, you..."
However, Jian Niang's voice was drowned in the muffled thunder, and the man beside the bed didn't hear it at all.
Lin Wanjie's heart was colder than ice, and her eyes were a little bloodshot.
When the thunder starts, the murderous intent appears!
He murmured: "I'm sorry, Second Madam!"
Suddenly he reached out his hand and pulled out the woman on the bed.
He strangled Jane's neck with a pair of iron-like wrists. Although the skin on her neck was as delicate as water, Lin Wanjie didn't have any sympathy for her at this moment. She only had one thought - death!
A feeling of suffocation swept through her whole body, and Jane's vision went dark!
She didn't know what happened, let alone why Lin Da did this?
The steel-like arms came with ruthless pressure. Why didn't he want the woman he saved with his own hands now?
Tears flowed from the corners of Jian Niang's eyes, and fell warm and moist on Lin Wanjie's arm.
Lin Wanjie didn't stop, and kept pulling the second lady back!
This was the first time he had killed someone in his previous life. He was nervous, crazy, and tense all over, with a bit of regret.
From the moment he made his move, Lin Wanjie felt a little regretful.
The woman in his arms was so gentle, like a petal falling in the storm.
Killing such a woman was like crushing an ant. In just a few seconds, he could no longer feel the struggle of the woman in his arms.
But he still didn't let go. Even though he felt regretful and self-blame, there was no turning back and he couldn't leave even one breath for this woman!
If you can't bear it now, the consequences will be endless. Either she dies or you die!
Lin Wanjie kept retreating, silent tears hanging on the corners of his mouth. Modern people have the greatest respect for life in their thoughts, but he has broken the taboo at this moment, and will be condemned by his own conscience for the rest of his life!
Suddenly, Lin Wanjie tripped on a futon with his back foot and fell backwards.
The woman in her arms also pressed on Lin Wanjie.
This moment of relaxation gave Jian Niang a chance to breathe. She began to cough violently and instinctively crawled on the ground to break free.
Lin Wanjie was also shocked!
How can murder be an extraneous matter?
He immediately rushed over and threw Jian Niang under him. His two hundred kilogram body pressed against Jian Niang's weak and boneless body, and he couldn't even move a finger.
Lin Wanjie grabbed Jian Niang's neck with both hands. The woman who had just panted for a few seconds tensed up again. The thin blue veins on her forehead gradually bulged, and her struggle gradually subsided.
"sorry Sorry sorry……"
Lin Wanjie kept repeating it, thinking that he could find some inner comfort in this way.
Lightning flashed.
Jian Niang saw Lin Wanjie's ferocious expression as he struggled, and also saw the statue of Guanyin above Lin Wanjie's head that he had worshiped for many years.
She was no longer able to resist, and her limbs gradually lost consciousness. At the moment of life and death, all she could think of was praying like a Bodhisattva: "Bodhisattva, save me...save my disciples..."
Under the electric light, the statue of Guanyun is still smiling pleasantly, and its appearance is no different from the past.
"Bodhisattva cannot save people!"
Jane was desperate and slowly closed her eyes, waiting for the end of her life.
"Will there be retribution after reincarnation?"
Lin Wanjie's head buzzed, as if someone above his head was asking him something.
In his previous life, he was a staunch materialist.
But now, even something as outrageous as time travel has happened. What else is impossible in the world?
Lin Wanjie suddenly became shaken: "There are gods in every case..."
"God damn it!"
After scolding, Lin Wanjie emboldened himself and looked back at the top of his head.
Suddenly, lightning exploded!
The cabin becomes bright!
I saw a statue of Guanyin Buddha, holding a seal in his hand, pointing to the ground with two fingers, pointing directly at Lin Wanjie's head!
I don’t know if it’s because of dazzling eyesight or because I can’t see clearly, but the face of Guanyin, which should have been friendly and cheerful, actually turned ferocious and ferocious. What kind of Guanyin is there? It is clearly a night Rakshasa that can slay demons and subjugate demons!
boom!
Thunder is coming!
The word color means a knife on the head.
The sound of thunder exploded Lin Wanjie's head, and the invisible sword that had been hanging above his head seemed to suddenly fall.
In an instant, Lin Wanjie's liver and gallbladder burst. He immediately let go, turned over and knelt on the futon and kowtowed to the Bodhisattva: "I was wrong! I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
