Chapter 39 You pray to Buddha and I kill people

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Qingyuan Temple.

The golden statue of Bodhisattva has dimples on his cheeks, and his eyes are full of compassion.

The ancient temple is a century-old place with strong incense.

After entering the temple, the summer heat disappeared.

The dryness on people's bodies also dissipated as they stepped into the temple.

The old lady is a pious pilgrim of the temple. She is generous and gives a lot every time she comes.

A steady middle-aged monk came to greet them.

The monk spoke eloquently, and his words were full of Zen. The old lady's face became softer when she heard it.

Jiang Wan also listened carefully.

When entering the temple, it is natural to burn incense and worship Buddha first.

Jiang Wan and her grandmother washed their hands and faces and came to the Buddha.

The old lady has a special cushion for meditation.

Jiang Wan is young, but she behaves well and is very pious.

The Buddha looked at the two of them with compassion, very kindly.

The old lady silently recited the Buddhist scriptures while holding the eighteen beads.

The golden Buddha was majestic and tall.

The green girl was gentle and graceful .

The Buddha stood like a mountain.

The girl knelt calmly.

Incense was curling in front of the Buddha.

The girl chanted the scriptures seriously.

The girl's voice was soft and pleasant, very pleasing to the ear.

The Bodhisattva smiled as he listened.

Jiang Wan worshiped very devoutly, because she also had some mysteries in her heart.

Only when she felt at ease when chanting the scriptures.

She looked at the Buddha, and suddenly, the image of the baby in the peddler's arms just now suddenly popped up in her mind.

The baby seemed to be looking at her, with tears in her eyes.

She suddenly remembered.

She had seen her before.

When she went to see Jiang Yu, she glanced at the wooden basin beside her. There was a child in it. The child's swaddling clothes were made of various patches. The child was very white.

She didn't look at it for long, and subconsciously felt that the child would not live long.

She thought back to the scene just now, and remembered that when the woman kowtowed, some coarse cloth was exposed from the basket behind her body, which looked like Jiang Yu's clothes.

She turned pale with shock.

Her straight back almost fell on the kneeling mat.

She closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look into the Buddha's eyes. She

recited the scriptures repeatedly, her voice was hurried and intermittent. After

reciting the Buddhist scriptures three times, she opened her eyes and looked at the big Buddha in front of her.

The Buddha's smiling face suddenly changed into that of the baby, and the Buddha's smiling eyes suddenly filled with tears.

The tears were so heavy that they seemed to fall on her head.

Jiang Wan's forehead was sweating.

She continued to chant.

"All appearances are false; if a Bodhisattva has the appearance of self, the appearance of others, the appearance of sentient beings, and the appearance of the living, he is not a Bodhisattva; all conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and lightning, so they should be viewed in this way..."

She repeated it over and over again.

She knelt in front of the Buddha and prayed sincerely, praying that the Bodhisattva would bless Jiang Yu and her sister to be okay. She didn't mean to do it, she didn't notice it at all, maybe this was fate, it was really hard to change.

Her pale face gradually regained its color.

The Buddha's eyes were smiling with tears.

The girl knelt in front of the Buddha, weak and pious.

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Jiang Mianmian lay in the basket, sucking her fingers helplessly.

She looked at the top of her head helplessly.

The lid on top of her head was closed tightly and she couldn't open it.

Fortunately, it was made of bamboo and breathable, otherwise she would suffocate.

The only thing that comforted her was that there were many small ants biting the buttons of the lid.

Xiao Hei was directing and occasionally bumped her fingers with his tentacles, as if to comfort her.

The basket kept shaking, and she knew that she was moving forward.

She could hear the conversation between the peddler and his wife.

"Master, can you still bear it? Are you in pain? Bear it a little longer, we are almost to the next county town."

"Yes."

"The doctor said that Kuang'er will be fine after taking six more doses of medicine."

"Well, the maids in the kiln die quickly, and there are many girls wanted. This time, we can sell these two maids and get 20 taels each, and we can give Kuang'er medicine for half a year."

"Master, are you still okay? This section of the road is not safe, we have to hurry."

"Juan'er, Juan'er, I'm really tired, let me rest, we are just two peddlers, the bandits will not look down on us."

The carrying pole fell to the ground with

a clang. The peddler who was bitten on his body sat down.

He didn't know what poisonous insect bit him, and now he felt a tightness in his chest and was panting heavily when walking.

"Juan'er, help me take a look at my back again."

The peddler lifted his clothes.

The woman put down the basket and turned around to look. She was shocked. At first there were only a few lumps, but now they were connected together, and her whole back was thickened.

"Boss, don't you sell medicine? Give me the medicine for insect bites."

"It's fake and useless." The peddler frowned.

"Click" the lid fell off again.

The peddler was furious.

Juan'er got angry.

"I said strangle it to death, strangle it to death, how can such a small and valuable thing be sold for money?"

She rushed to the basket angrily and was about to take action.

But she suddenly took several steps back... as if she had seen a ghost.

There was a dense black mass under the baby's swaddling clothes. She thought it was her husband's swaddling clothes, but when she looked closely, it turned out to be densely packed with ants, as if they were lifting the baby.

Jiang Mianmian was also frightened when she saw the woman coming over with a ferocious look. She felt that she was doomed and could no longer hold back her tears: "Ahhhh~"

The baby's clear and loud cry echoed throughout the forest.

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Several young men in the forest were ready to make a move, but it turned out that they were just two poor peddlers.

The young man wanted to show off, but he knew that this kind of peddler had no money and was not worth it.

But he saw the peddler stop and heard the baby crying.

How could this little peddler bring such a small child to sell goods?

Kidnapper!

Gouzi couldn't hold back any longer. His sister was kidnapped by a kidnapper and never found again.

"Brother, brother, I, I'm going down." Gouzi held a big knife, his face flushed.

Without waiting for his brother to nod, a young man next to him rushed out first.

Then a group of young men rushed out in a mighty force.

In fact, they came in twos and threes, stumbling.

The four bandits didn't stop them, and didn't even stand up.

They wanted to let these little rabbits suffer a little before they took action.

The bandits all knew the rules, it's best not to rob a peddler who is alone on the road, because he is poor and tough. Such a person is desperate, and if a fight breaks out, no one knows who will die.

Seeing the people rushing out of the forest.

Juan'er grabbed her shoulder pole and stood in front of the head of the family.

The peddler stood up while enduring the pain, pulled out a stick from his container, poked it into the ground, and revealed the blade inside.

In just a blink of an eye, the couple leaned on each other and looked extremely fierce.

Standing there, I don't know who is the robber.

Jiang Feng heard the familiar cry, and the string in his head broke.

The first one rushed out.

When he ran up, he saw the baby in the basket, which was Mianmian.

His spear picked up the lids of the other two frames, and there was a girl lying in each of them, one of whom was Jiang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Feng's face was pale, his eyes were red, and he stared at the two peddlers.

Although the peddler was a dwarf, he was very strong, with thick arms and strong thighs, and he looked very explosive. Although the other one was a woman, she was also very fierce.

There were six young men, three were leading, and the other three were lagging behind, their legs trembling slightly.

It seemed that the two peddlers were more like robbers than them, much more ferocious, and one of them could beat them all.

Jiang Feng, Gou Zi, and Man Tou were at the front.

Gou Zi had a machete, Jiang Feng had a spear, and Man Tou had a hammer.

The peddler said, "You are asking for money, but we have no money. Get out of here if you know what's good for you. I have been walking on the mountain path for so many years, and no one has been able to rob me of money, but I have saved many lives."

Juan'er said fiercely, holding a thick and hard wooden stick and carrying a load. Her arms were twice as thick as Gou Zi's.

Jiang Mianmian lay in the basket, mouth wide open, forgetting to cry. She didn't know what was going on. She knew her brother's business was extensive and rich, but she didn't expect it to be so rich. In addition to soliciting customers for girls, he even robbed people in the wild...

She didn't know whether she should cry, laugh or cheer.

"You are a kidnapper, we are going to report you to the police!"

A young man walking at the back shouted with shaking legs.

He also had a spear in his hand, but he could only use it as a crutch to prevent himself from falling.

The bandits behind him all laughed.

Report to the police, who to arrest?

Jiang Feng was furious, looking at Jiang Xiaoyu who was rolled up in the basket. He usually talked a lot, but now he was thrown into the basket like a commodity.

Looking at Mianmian lying there, she had been crying so loudly just now, but she stopped crying when she saw herself, but her eyes were still full of tears. She knew her brother, and she could recognize herself.

Jiang Feng's usual personality was the kind that liked to let others rush in front, and he would pick up the pieces from behind.

So the group of people respected Gouzi, but they all felt that they had a good relationship with Jiang Feng.

"No need to report to the authorities, those who kidnap people will be strangled, and anyone who sees them can be killed."

This time Jiang Feng rushed forward with a spear.

The young man followed.

The three people who lagged behind closed their eyes and rushed forward.

There were six of them, and there were only two kidnappers, but they were extremely fierce.

As soon as they met, Gouzi was kicked away, and there was a cut on the face of Mantou, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

They had fought, but had never killed anyone.

Jiang Feng hadn't done that either.

He hadn't killed anyone.

But his spear stabbed steadily into the peddler's body.

Pulling it out brought out blood and flesh.

Stabbing it in again, and pulling it out again.

"Puchi, puchi" a very rhythmic sound. He

was unskilled at first, and couldn't quite adapt to the feeling of the spear tip piercing through the fabric of clothes, then piercing into the flesh, and then piercing through the bones.

Slowly he got used to it.

He had hunted before.

He had used a wooden spear, and the wooden spear head was also pointed.

Every time he stabbed, blood would splatter.

He would also be injured, but the other party was more seriously injured.

The woman hit his arm hard with a stick, and he seemed to feel the bone breaking.

He still held the spear firmly, piercing, piercing, piercing.

At the end, he shouted, "I can't kill people, I can't kill people, I can't kill people."

The peddler and the woman fell to the ground, with many holes on their bodies, bleeding all the time, but they didn't die. The boy holding the spear seemed to know medical acupuncture points, and each spear was inserted so deep that if it was a little off, they would have died hundreds of times.

But the boy still held the spear and stabbed them back and forth...

Five young boys were lying on the ground.

Four bandits in the dense forest stood up in shock.

A clear cry startled Jiang Feng, who was holding a spear and going crazy.

Jiang Feng dropped the spear, rubbed his bloody hands vigorously on the green grass beside him, wiped them clean, then went over and picked up the crying baby.

"Brother is here, brother is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."