one. Encounter a dragon
Amid the blood and rotten flesh, Wang Xiaotai was awakened by the sound of a fly. A fly crawled on her eyelids. Her eyes trembled. The fly flew away. She struggled to open her eyes, which were covered with sticky flesh and blood. , her vision was all red, she lay on the ground staring blankly at the sky above her head.
Unknowingly, a drop of scarlet liquid slipped from the corner of her eye.
There was not a trace of cloud in the sky, which showed a clean, clear and strange rose color. Wang Xiaomo had never seen such a red sky.
Wang Xiaotai struggled to pull herself up from the thick and warm blood. Resisting the desire to vomit, she pushed aside the flesh and blood piled on her body. She breathed heavily in the smell of blood. She couldn't hear anything except her own voice and that of flies. Any other sound she makes.
She looked around, she wanted to shout, she wanted to find familiar people or things, but there were just ruins, just bloodstains, just pieces of meat, just busy flies and scurrying mice.
When the world was destroyed, the ruins became the home of rats.
The sun steamed the blood, and the blood poured from the nose into Wang Xiaomo's throat, scratching her throat inch by inch. Wang Xiaomo suddenly realized that there was no living person except her in all directions.
what happened? Whose blood is this? Whose meat is this?
Wang Xiaotai couldn't remember everything that happened here. She stood on the mountain of flesh and bones, covered in blood and stains, staring blankly around like a fool, not knowing what she was looking for or what she should do.
A drop of cold water fell on Wang Xiaomo's face, causing her to shiver.
Looking at the sky, the color of the sky gradually became darker. There was obviously no cloud in the sky, but there were hundreds of millions of raindrops floating on the ground along with the wind coming from nowhere. The rain washed away the blood on her face, and the sky gradually turned into a normal light blue. It turned out that it was not a red sky, but stains of blood in front of her eyes.
It's raining, it's raining!
Wang Xiaotai subconsciously wanted to say something to someone, and wanted to raise her head to the sky and trumpet: It's raining, it's finally raining!
The raindrops were so gentle when they fell on the ground, moistening things silently. Vigorous vitality flourished with the coming of rain, but what emerged was not small flowers and grass, but white bones and flesh and blood.
The rainwater gathered into a small stream, and the bloody stream gurgled over Wang Xiaomo's shoeless toes.
Wang Xiaotai's body was gradually getting wet from the rain. She was wearing a tattered dress with no visible color. She finally remembered, and the past memories forcefully awakened, rushing toward her like a tide of cold rain, like a large herd of wild horses trampling over her body, and it was painfully clear.
She remembered that all of them had been looking forward to this rain for two whole years!
The sun was high in the sky, the fields were withered, and the rivers were drying up. They prayed to the stars, the moon, gods, and Buddhas, praying to the gods from all directions, praying to the powerful gods to show mercy and give them rain. They were willing to pay any price for it.
When people cannot save themselves, they always place their hope in illusory gods.
People always want to be saved.
In another prayer sacrifice, they once again used human sacrifice, from young girls, to widows, to children whose parents had both died. They were really desperate. As long as it was useful, even if it was a sin spread by word of mouth, It doesn't matter even if you are scorned by others for thousands of years.
This time, an orphan girl was brought to the sacrificial table. Her parents and family had long since starved to death, and she was the only one left in the family. In addition, she was born with double pupils and a disabled leg. The priest said this was a symbol of evil. Sacrifice her to heaven, maybe you can get God's forgiveness.
Today is the day to send this orphan girl away. People have long been numb to this. Wang Xiaotai held her mother's hand tightly and watched all this in the crowded crowd. She swallowed and even envied the girl on the stage. , they are of the same age. If it weren't for Wang Xiaotai's parents still alive, she would have been tied to the altar.
Death from hunger is death, and death from thirst is death. It is better to sacrifice to the gods and have a full meal and a bath before death. If possible, many people would like to become sacrifices to the gods, but they are too thirsty and hungry.
A trace of moist wind blew from the sky. The girl who was carried to the sacrificial table looked up in tears. The numb and godless priest turned around. The butcher with tears in his eyes put down the knife in his hand that was about to swing at the girl's neck. Then a strong wind suddenly Suddenly, large groups of clouds appeared in the sky. These clouds gathered together as if they were driven away by someone, firmly covering the entire sky. There was lightning and thunder in the dark clouds, and it looked like an unprecedented heavy rainstorm. .
Amidst the layers of dark clouds, a dragon that had only been seen in books and legends poked its head out. People say that the dragon never sees its tail, but this dragon quickly got out of the clouds and revealed itself in front of them. of majesty.
What kind of dragon is that - head like a camel, horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like a cow, neck like a snake, belly like a mirage, scales like a carp, claws like an eagle, palms like a tiger, a standard dragon look. It is exactly the same as the one in the New Year pictures and paper-cuts, and completely conforms to the world's description of dragons.
The difference is its color, its whole body is red, its dragon scales are swollen, and it is majestic. It raises its head and spreads its wings, and the dragon sings high in the sky. Where it passes, thousands of birds avoid it in fear. Two years of drought have passed. , there are so many birds here.
That was the closest Wang Xiaotai got to a dragon. She was dazzled and everyone around them went crazy. They usually heard that dragons were hidden in the clouds and were invisible to mortals. But now a living dragon appeared in front of them. It was a dragon! That is the dragon that everyone has said will protect us and bring blessings to us! They counted carefully and found that there were five toes on one claw. This was a real five-clawed golden dragon!
The dragon is the god who moves clouds and spreads rain. If the dragon comes, will the rain be far behind?
People were ecstatic. People put down their butcher knives and despair. People voluntarily walked out of their homes and beat gongs and drums under the scorching sun to welcome the arrival of the dragon. The priest overturned the sacrificial table in ecstasy and didn't care. Even the people on the sacrificial table had not been untied. The girl rolled to the ground and looked up at the dragon, laughing and crying.
Wang Xiaotai followed the ecstatic procession and looked at the red dragon in the sky with fascination. They all believed that the dragon would hear their prayers and bring them rain. Wang Xiaotai could hear people nearby discussing how to give this person a gift. A temple was built around the dragon to worship this auspicious dragon. There were already scholars who were good at painting, spread out the drawing paper they carried with them, sat cross-legged on the ground, licked their brushes wet, and started splashing ink to paint.
This red dragon flew lower and lower, its scales were taller than a human being, and no words could describe its ancient and majestic body. It was so close to them, and people who were close below could even smell the salty smell coming from this dragon. The salty taste, how insignificant human beings are in front of it.
Wang Xiaotai stood on tiptoe in the crowd and stretched her neck to look up. At a certain moment, she felt that she was looking into the golden eyes of this dragon. She was also excited and crazy about it, and she followed the people around her and called it " Name: Dragon! dragon! dragon!
Until the dragon faced them and opened its mouth, until the dragon lowered its head and swallowed the cheering people on the ground into its mouth and chewed it, warm blood spurted out from the dragon's mouth and splashed all over the floor, and some of the blood even sprayed onto Wang Xiaotai's face. On her face, she felt something salty in her mouth. The thing in her mouth was warm and trembling. Wang Xiaotai spat out the thing that flew into her mouth into the palm of her hand. It was a hot piece of meat. Eyes with light brown pupils made of human flesh.
A moment of stillness.
Then came the great escape of collapse. People screamed and scattered, escaping to all the places they could think of, at home, underground, under the bed, in the wine vat, in the cellar, but... it was a dragon. !
How can human beings compete with such a mythical existence?
The giant red dragon hung in the sky, hissed upwards, opened its mouth, and fire and wind blew instantly from the ground. All the flying birds burned and fell, like a meteor shower of molten gold falling into hell.
Fiery fire started from the ground, and those who ran far were burned into cokes. Those who were swept by the wind screamed and were swallowed into the dragon's mouth. As soon as the dragon's mouth was closed, countless blood and stumps fell to the ground, including babies, women, and old people. , in this disaster of the mad dragon, no living thing can be spared.
In the face of absolute power, it is useless to hide, to escape, to cry, to pray, to trade, to beg for mercy, to curse. No one dares to be a dragon-slaying hero. They don't even dare to look back at this red giant. dragon.
Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and the karmic fire from hell is engulfing the cities and villages. This is the human world, and it is also purgatory.
Wang Xiaotai had no time to throw away the double-pupil eyeball, so she held it in her hand and ran away desperately. In the scorching rush, the double-pupil eyeball exploded in her hand, squeezing out a pile of sticky juice. In the intense heat of the fire, the palm of her hand The juice that popped out of his eyes was quickly evaporated. Wang Xiaotai didn't know it and just ran forward. There was nothing that could stop this great escape now.
She watched as the dragon grabbed her father and mother who were running behind her. Her parents struggled, calling Wang Xiaotai's name, but told her not to look back, to run forward, keep running forward! Run! Don't look back, run! Live! Live! Little Moss, run! Live!
The giant red dragon put them into its mouth. As soon as the dragon's mouth closed, blood splattered everywhere.
Wang Xiaotai knew that she should run forward, and knew that she should not look back, but how could she not look back! That is the father who will lift himself above his head to watch the theater. That is the mother who will sew clothes for herself under the dim oil lamp. They are close relatives of flesh and blood, the most loved ones in the world. Now that they are going to die, don’t they even have the courage to look back? No!
The huge fear did not dissipate Wang Xiaotai's courage. Instead, she turned around and watched her parents being swallowed by the red dragon. She seemed to scream, but she seemed not to say anything, and she was angry. The fire burned from the ground to Wang Xiaotai's brain. She stopped, picked up a stick next to her that someone else had probably dropped, and swam upstream against the crowd.
She didn't know what she could do, but at this moment, she had lost everything, and she would rather be eaten by a dragon with her parents.
come! Eat me! Eat me! Eat me!
In the midst of the rage, fighting alone, a thin little girl rushed towards the red dragon with a wooden stick against the crowd. Her vision went dark as people came and went, and she lost consciousness.
When she woke up, it was all over, no dragons, no people.
The sky and the earth shook, heavy rain poured down, the ground was bloody, and there were lonely ghosts.
The land that had been dry for two years finally received an unprecedented heavy rain. The dry and cracked soil quickly became wet and muddy, but no one needed this rain anymore.
There is a thin line between heaven and earth, a radius of 800 miles, and a population of 600,000. She is the only survivor.
People all over the world say that the true dragon is born in response to the sky, soars in the sky, dives into the abyss, walks in the clouds and spreads rain, contains thousands of spring thunders in its mouth, picks up the scenery and rises out of the clouds, bows down to the sky and the earth in one thought, does not disturb good and evil, and does not mess up its achievements. I am here in this world of mortals, and I am traveling across the universe as a leisurely journey.
But no one told Wang Xiaomo that dragons can eat people.
How to find this dragon? How to bring justice to the people? How to kill this dragon.
How can I kill this dragon without a bag, a magic weapon, or any help or guidance?
