"Boom!"
The Bodhisattva statue hanging on the beam shook, and the woman with small feet looked over in panic, just as the three sticks of incense she had just placed burned out.
Gusts of cold wind hit the windows, making a clanging sound.
The expression on the face of the woman with small feet changed from panic to piety. She clasped her hands together and knelt on the ground. She didn't care about the torn clothes on her body. She only had eyes for the illusory Bodhisattva.
"Namo Amitabha." The woman with small feet muttered silently.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Who?" The little-footed woman was frightened half to death by the voice. It seemed that she was not so panicked just now when Jin Biao died.
She looked around, and there was only the whistling of the wind. Apart from Bao Guowei, there was no one else.
wrong!
Bao Guowei's expression was serious, his appearance was solemn, and his previous murderous look was completely gone.
"Kim!"
Bao Guowei's deep and deep voice sounded, with undeniable solemnity.
The woman with small feet quickly kowtowed, until there were blood marks on her forehead.
"The Bodhisattva appears! The Bodhisattva appears!"
"Amitabha! Gold watches have done many evil things, and evil will be punished. Death today is the blessing of this life."
"Mr. Jin, the so-called emptiness of dependent origination. Jin Biao has been driven into the lower realm of hell by me. And since you were born, you have experienced a lot of suffering in the world. Your debt from the previous life has been paid off in this life. When you die, you will die. I will sleep forever and will not be bound by my gold watch and my soul!”
The little-footed woman's eyes lit up as if she had gained hope.
"Thank you Bodhisattva! Thank you Bodhisattva!"
"Clang clang clang."
The sounds of kowtows and pious surprises mixed together to form a strange rhythm.
"Um?"
The woman with small feet knelt on the ground, her knees rubbing together, and she hugged Bao Guowei's thighs.
"Buddha!"
Bao Guowei shook his head and broke away from her embracing hands.
"I am not a Bodhisattva."
"Yes! You are not the Bodhisattva, you are the boy beside the Bodhisattva, you are the good boy! You are the dragon girl!"
Bao Guowei sighed, pointed to the two hundred yuan stuffed in her tattered pocket, and said: "I am not a Bodhisattva, nor a boy. Do you still want these two hundred yuan? If you don't want it, just pay it back. Give it to me!"
The woman with small feet held the money tightly in her hand as if she had obtained some treasure.
"I want it! I want it! The Bodhisattva has bypassed my sins. I don't have to be torn in half after I die!"
She laughed crazily, as if she was so happy for the first time in decades.
"Let's go quickly! Redeem your Ning'er, don't tell anyone about it, don't interfere with anything else, go west, keep going until it's safe."
The woman with small feet seemed to have received an imperial edict. After kowtowing twice, she was about to walk out the door.
"Hey! Put your clothes on!"
Where did she get her clothes? She tore a few rags from the bed to make clothes. She walked out of the door and ran as fast as she could.
Bao Guowei stood there, stunned for a long time, and then relaxed. There was no chair, so he just found an open space and sat down.
Jin Wiao's body on the ground was already cold, but the ashen expression on his face was still disgusting.
"Damn it! This thing makes you angry just looking at it. Now it's disgusting!"
"Click."
Bao Guowei was angry and kicked Jin Biao's head away. The kick was so strong that it broke his neck.
"Brother Bao! Why bother lying to her like this? It's a waste of two hundred yuan."
Chen Hongliang's voice came from behind Bao Guowei. He turned over and came in through the window. He looked at the tragically dead gold watch, obviously not too surprised.
A person who dares to go to Royce's appointment and go to Bandit Mountain will definitely not be just a talkative scholar.
Bao Guowei sighed and said helplessly: "We must give him a chance to live."
Chen Hongliang didn't care.
"Why bother? It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with words. There are too many such bitches."
"They are also oppressed in this way."
"Oppression? What kind of oppression? Didn't you give her money? You even helped her kill the gold watch. Even if there is no oppression, what do you think he can do?"
Chen Hongliang spoke louder and louder. When he finished speaking, he realized that he had talked too much.
"This is only superficial oppression, but the ideological oppression is deeper. I did this just to make her live a better life for the rest of her life. At least Ning'er is innocent."
Chen Hongliang nodded as if he understood, and asked: "Is it useful for you to do this? Although I am in awe, I know that there are no ghosts and gods in the world."
"Do you know how Buddhism became popular in China in the first place? Or the reason why the famous religions in the world can coexist with the development of civilization. In fact, these are things that people use to adjust real life."
Before Chen Hongliang could react, Bao Guowei changed the topic and asked, "How is it? What's the news from An Mansion?"
"Miss An will be fine for the time being. But I have news from Mr. An, but it's bad news. Something big may really happen to the An family!"
A bad premonition suddenly arose in Bao Guowei's heart.
"what happened?"
An Qingzhou looked at a road suddenly opened up among the mountains in the distance. The gap was like a big open bag, which reminded him of the Huarong Road taken by Cao Cao in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
The sword pavilion is majestic and Cui Wei. One man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men cannot open it.
There are mostly plains around Wusu City, not many mountains. This dam entrance is rare, and it is quite similar to the Shu Road.
There was a hint of ominous premonition in his heart.
He stepped out of the carriage, looked at the footman beside him, and asked, "Wang San! Is there any other way?"
"Sir! Isn't there only one road leading to Wusu City? Is there any other road?"
"Huh? I always have some bad thoughts in my mind."
"Oh! Master, you are worrying so much. Haven't we been taking this road all the time? If we really need to take a detour, we have to go through Shuixian County. That will only waste two extra days of effort, which is not worth it."
An Qingzhou twirled the sticky beard on his chin and looked at the steep mountains on both sides in front of him, still hesitating in his heart.
Seeing An Qingzhou's thoughtful posture, Wang San said: "What are you afraid of? Your reputation is well-known in Wusu City. Even if there are bandits and horse thieves, he will not dare to make any mistakes. Besides, you are coming back this time. , I just got married to Marshal Qi from the south, who dares to touch you?"
This was said so comfortably that it made An Qingzhou feel good in his heart, and he immediately became energetic.
"Okay! Let's take this road. You all should be smart and walk faster! Find two people with good legs and feet. We can go home first and let my wife take care of things in advance."
"good!"
An Qingzhou and his party, with only two carriages, walked towards the depths of the dam entrance, halfway there.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, gunshots rang out loudly from the mountains on both sides, and people shouted. Dozens of men with guns sprang out from the weeds and shrubs, rushing down the mountains. An Qingzhou still wanted to escape.
But in an instant, he was already surrounded.
