five,
"Look at me, do I look like a human or a god?"
The weasel bared its sharp teeth and asked again. It looked like it had evil intentions. The ghostly shadow behind the weasel swayed in the wind, as if it was waiting for Wang Xiaotai to give an answer it was not satisfied with.
"Come here, I'll tell you." Wang Xiaotai's voice was as low as a mosquito's cry and unclear. The weasel moved closer. It knew that this little girl would not give the answer it wanted, so it moved closer to the girl. The white and thin neck, the big teeth opened, and when she finished speaking, he was ready to bite her neck.
It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten human flesh. Anyway, I won’t become an immortal tonight, so I might as well eat meat.
It got closer and closer. In order to take care of its height, Wang Xiaotai bent her knees slightly. Just when Wang Xiaotai's lips almost touched the smelly fur of the weasel, Wang Xiaotai slowly raised her face. Her face was not as big as a palm, but it was enough to squeeze it. It was filled with three thousand Buddhas and one hundred thousand demons, and the Buddhas and demons were fighting fiercely on this little face that was as pale as death.
She looked at the weasel's hair that was blown up by her breath. Without any warning, it suddenly exploded. She picked up the wooden statue in her hand and hit the weasel's head with all her strength. At that time, there was a crisp sound on the weasel's head. There was a sound of cracking bones.
After a while, it was still not enough. Wang Xiaotai kicked the weasel, which was a head shorter than herself, to the ground, knelt down on the weasel, suppressed the weasel with his whole body, raised the wooden statue in his hand, and continued to hit the weasel's head. Smash it, once, twice, three times...
It wasn't until the weasel stopped struggling and fell to the ground that Wang Xiaotai stopped. Her whole body was shaking, her chest was heaving violently, and she was gasping for air. She looked at the weasel that was unconscious on the ground, trembling her fingers, and tested the weasel's snort. It was weak but weak. Still breathing, the weasel just fainted.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and the blood-stained wooden statue fell to the side. His godless eyes stared at the bright moon in the sky. Wang Xiaotai curled up on the ground under the moonlight and started crying. She thought she had killed someone, "I'm sorry." , I'm sorry, I can't die, my luck can't get worse, I still want revenge, I still want to go to Mount Tai, I'm really, really, really sorry!"
Looking at the unconscious weasel, Wang Xiaotai wiped away her tears, thought for a while, tore off a piece of her clothes, pressed it on the weasel's bleeding wound, and pressed hard for a while. When the bleeding stopped, Wang Xiaotai walked into the dim light. The moonlight took out the change of clothes that Changsheng had put into the storage bag before, chose a coat, tore it into long strips, and tied the weasel tightly to the tree. Worried that the tie was not strong enough, she tightened it again Got the straps.
After confirming that they were tied tightly, it was already very late at night. Wang Xiaotai looked at the sky. It was estimated that it would be dawn soon, so he simply stopped sleeping tonight and continued walking until he arrived at the Jianfo Lake Dance Troupe. rest.
Wang Xiaotai picked up the wooden statue, wiped the blood on it with leaves, and put it back in the storage bag. Fortunately, the wooden statue was only about the size of a palm, so it fit just right in her hand. If it was too big, her hands wouldn't be able to hold it, and it would be too big. It's small and has no lethality. It's just the right size to smash a person's skull. I don't know what material it's made of.
Before leaving, Wang Xiaotai thought for a while, worried that the straps were too tight and the weasel would be unable to break free, so she went over, untied one strap, and moved the straps down. The weasel only had to jump hard and move its paws down. Stretch up to reach the straps.
"I'm sorry, you should find someone else to ask for a seal. I still have big things to do, and I really can't help you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Regardless of whether the weasel could hear it or not, Wang Xiaotai clasped his hands together and murmured to himself.
After saying that, Wang Xiaotai placed a clean corn tortilla next to the weasel, just within its reach. She took a deep look at the unconscious weasel and left without looking back.
Seeing the Buddha Lake in front of her and the body of Eight Hundred Miles in the Jinghe River behind her, she couldn't stop.
The moonlight is shining brightly on the lake, and the reflection is dazzling. The night is as cold as water. If you touch the water in the lake, your tentacles will be warm. See the Buddha Lake, and get lost in the sea of suffering. See the Buddha when the flowers are blooming. It is not summer now, and there are only a few sparse remnants in the lake. There are no lotus flowers, no fish playing, even the noisy frogs are asleep and make no sound at this time.
Wang Xiaotai took out the wooden statue again with the warm lake water, cleaned it, and placed the statue on the stone by the lake. He knelt on the ground, humbly hunched his back, clasped his hands together, and prayed devoutly, "The world is clear, I am alone." I am dizzy, the world is watching, I am alone and depressed, my way is incomplete, my way is unkind."
She didn't go to school much. Her mother taught her how to read, but she hasn't started to read formally yet. She knows all these words and can memorize them easily, but she doesn't know what the combination of these words means. It's okay that I don't know all. I understand, but am I unkind? Which god in this world would say that I am unkind? How can an unkind god save its believers?
Wang Xiaotai didn't ask, and she didn't want to ask. Changsheng said that if she ate the piece of meat, she would have more opportunities for revenge. She believed it and ate it. Changsheng said that this statue could help her in critical moments, and she also believed it. Because she really had no choice, the fire of revenge was burning in her heart. She rarely felt sleepy except when she was in a coma. She tried to sleep but could not. Her body was lying on the soft bed, but as long as she closed her eyes, She would return to that miserable flaming hell.
She always woke up gasping for breath in the soft quilt, like a nightmare that had escaped for a long time. The candlelight and moonlight reflected in those sharp eyes, and the light tore off all disguises, revealing murderous intent.
"What are you offering?"
On the eve of the early morning, the morning sun had not yet risen. There was silence beside the Buddha Lake. A man stood quietly behind Wang Xiaotai. Wang Xiaotai stuffed the wooden statue into his storage bag and looked at the visitor warily. .
This man's footsteps were extremely soft and made almost no sound when he stepped on the ground. He stood not far behind Wang Xiaotai like a ghost, looking at her curiously.
It was a beautiful girl wearing a white dress. She had a face that had been treated well, her eyebrows were like indigo, her eyes were flowing, and they were more sparkling than the water in the Buddha Lake. A pair of jade hands held a small lamp. The palace lantern, in all the darkness, she is the only light besides the moonlight and lake light.
She is also a girl. Compared with her, Wang Xiaotai really lives up to her name. She is like a clear lotus swaying in the moonlight. Xiaotai... is just Xiaotai, gray, inconspicuous, and frowning. , with a defensive posture and a violent look on his face, there was even blood stains on his face that had not been wiped clean.
"Why are you here alone?" The girl in white walked up to Wang Xiaotai like a gust of wind. Under the light, she could see Wang Xiaotai's face clearly. She was not surprised at all. She raised her snow-white sleeves and put them close to Wang Xiaotai's face. On the other side, Wang Xiaotai shrank subconsciously and took half a step back, "Dirty..."
The girl in white smiled very tenderly, her brows stretched, her smile was so charming that it made people forget about it. She took half a step forward, and gently wiped the blood on Wang Xiaotai's face with her snow-white sleeves, "Wipe it clean, okay? Not dirty anymore?”
At this moment, outside the moonlight and the lake, she was the only stunning beauty.
