Chapter 380 He is willing to save the world, but who will save him?
"How do you prove that this is yours and not stolen by you?" The man looked at Wu Jue and said, "These kids don't lie."
Wu Jue stretched out his hand and paused.
Children will not lie, but without judgment, they will tell lies seriously.
Adults who have the ability to judge may pretend not to notice that children are lying out of selfish motives.
The latter is more difficult to deal with than the former. Knowing this, Wu Jue became even more anxious. He could only put on a smile and said in a roundabout way: "To be honest, I came here to seek refuge with my relatives... My relatives are in this village. We will see them every day in the future. I hope you can take care of them."
Everyone in the village knows each other and values personal connections more. He tried to use this as an excuse to get the bag back first.
The man's expression was indeed shaken when he heard this, but he still didn't let go of the bag immediately. He looked at Wu Jue again, and inexplicably felt annoyed that he didn't want the other party to get what he wanted, so he asked again: "What's your relative's name?"
Wu Jue smiled and said, "His last name is Zheng..."
The man frowned: "We are called Zhengjia Village here. Eight out of ten people have the surname Zheng. What is his name?"
"..." Wu Jue's eyes moved and he said, "Call him Zheng Tiezhu!"
It's all a mystery anyway. Which village doesn't have iron pillars, sledgehammers, stones, and dogs?
"He is actually Uncle Tiezhu's relative!" a child who followed said in surprise.
Wu Jue was delighted. As smart as he was, he guessed it right!
Another child said, "But Uncle Tiezhu died last year..."
Wu Jue's eyes widened: "?"
He hurriedly asked: "What about his family now..."
The child behind the man said, "Uncle Tiezhu is a well-known old widower in the village. He has no one at home. You don't know this, do you?"
Wu Jue: “……!”
Such a rare thing actually happened to him? This cheap name didn't even support Mr. Zheng Tiezhu properly!
Facing the man's suspicious gaze, Wu Jue could only say sadly: "In this case, I'll go to his grave..."
As he spoke, he tried to reach out his hand sadly: "Thank you..."
The man took a step back holding the bag, avoiding Wu Jue's hand, and sneered, "You stole the things first, and now you want to trick me!"
As he spoke, he tied the bag in no time.
Zheng Tiezhu had died a long time ago, so he didn't care whether what the four-legged monk said was true or not, the silver was real anyway! After he finished speaking, the "four-legged monk" didn't get angry, but looked behind him, his eyes lit up, and waved, "Zheng Lizheng, you're here at the right time!"
The head of the village is here?! The man immediately turned around to look, and the next moment, he suddenly felt his arms empty——
"Uncle, he ran away!"
Seeing Wu Jue snatching the bag and running away, the man cursed and started chasing after him.
A group of children also ran behind the man.
Several dogs in the village that were responsible for maintaining law and order also came out and chased after them, barking.
The man was running in the front. Wu Jue, who had been ill for a long time, was not as strong as him. When he was about to be caught up, Wu Jue, who was well prepared, suddenly turned around, raised his hand, and threw a handful of lime powder at the man.
He also wanted something high-end, the kind that could knock someone down with one blow, but this was the only thing he got along the way... and he had worked hard to carve it out himself!
Fortunately, the man's eyes were covered with lime. He stopped walking with a scream and covered his eyes in pain.
The children behind him didn't know what was going on. They were frightened when they heard the scream and quickly surrounded the man: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
“…”
Wu Jue didn't dare to stop and took the opportunity to continue running forward. Just when he thought he could escape successfully, he suddenly tripped over a stone and fell heavily.
...This is what it means to be entangled in bad luck! His forehead hit two pieces of gravel hard, bleeding, and the pain made him dizzy and his ears buzzed.
No, I have to run...
Wu Jue reached out to pick up the bag and struggled to get up, but unexpectedly one of his legs was injured. He had just dragged the injured leg to stand up when a gust of wind suddenly blew from behind and a tall and thin black dog knocked him to the ground from behind.
Wu Jue screamed in pain and subconsciously hugged his head: "Don't bite me, don't bite me!"
Fortunately, the dog was an old hunting dog that had followed him into the mountains before. It was somewhat intelligent and did not bite him viciously at this moment.
Because the fur of the prey is usually very valuable, a mature and excellent hunting dog will only help its owner to intercept the prey, and will not take the initiative to kill the prey unless it and its owner are threatened or provoked.
So at this moment, the black dog just bit Wu Jue's trouser leg and tried diligently to drag him back.
But it was too old and still not very light, so it was difficult to drag.
Wu Jue wanted to kick it away, but was afraid of angering it. Soon, two other dogs arrived. They were obviously not as mature as the hound, and they barked at him.
Wu Jue lay there, not daring to move at all.
Then, the man whose eyes were blinded by the lime came over angrily, cursing as he bent down and picked up a handy stone.
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“Never seen it…” At the end of the village, an old man who was eating outside the door with a bowl in his hand squinted at the portrait and shook his head.
Several other villagers who were holding bowls also came over to take a look, and they all shook their heads and said they had never seen it before.
"Thank you very much." The ordinary-dressed female soldier rolled up the portrait, returned to the donkey cart, and whispered to Chang Suining who was looking around: "Girl, it seems that the person you are looking for has never been to this village."
They searched the village from one end to the other but couldn't find any clues. The village was not very big, and if a stranger came, there would probably be some talk about it in the village.
Chang Suining felt that this should be the case.
"What are you barking about? Go back!" The old man chased his barking dog back into the yard.
Hearing the increasing barking of dogs in the village, the female soldier said, "Girl, let's look somewhere else."
Chang Suining nodded, and when he was about to get into the car, he suddenly turned around and looked as if he had noticed something.
She saw a barking puppy running past her, then continued running forward without stopping, then turned a corner at the corner of the courtyard wall of the last house at the end of the village and disappeared.
That is the direction behind the village.
Listening more closely, more dog barking sounds seemed to come from that direction.
…
"He is indeed a scumbag!"
The man cursed, walked around to Wu Jue, and pulled away the bag that Wu Jue was carrying in front of him.
The black dog retreated to the side, and Wu Jue struggled to sit up. His forehead was covered in blood and one of his cheeks was swollen. He looked even more miserable.
The man spat at him viciously: "You sick old man, you can't even run away, and you dare to plot against me with lime powder!"
The man was threatening with a stone in his hand, and Wu Jue, who was sitting on the ground, had to bow to the man repeatedly to apologize.
At this moment, the man noticed the ring on his thumb and, realizing that it was made of a special material that he had never seen before, he asked Wu Jue to take it off.
Wu Jue's heart was beating wildly, and he said with a smile: "This is just a piece of broken stone, it's not worth a penny!"
This is the relic left to him by his master!
Of course, feelings are not that important... But he relies on this thing to ward off disasters. Without this thing to suppress disasters, who knows how many terrible disasters are waiting for him! He can't be any more miserable. If he is any more miserable, he really won't be able to survive.
The man didn't believe him at all: "Just pick it if I tell you to!"
The kid next to him snorted, "He must have stolen it too!"
"that is!"
"Uncle, let's send him to the authorities later! Let the county magistrate give him a beating!"
"Hit him!"
Another small stone hit Wu Jue. Wu Jue raised his hand to block it, and a feeling of grief and grievance finally rose in his heart.
People bully him, dogs bully him, big ones bully him, small ones bully him!
Is he some kind of despicable person?
Not only did he do nothing wrong, but according to what the old thief Zhao Tian Jing said, he was also the key person who facilitated the master's plan to save the world. Without him, His Highness would not have come back. If His Highness had not come back, Hezhou would not have been saved. If Hezhou had not been saved, most of these people would not have survived until now! In this way, he is still the lifesaver of these people!
So, why do they bully him like this!
Hey, he's going to fight with these ungrateful people!
Wu Jue gathered his strength and was about to fight back, but when he saw the man holding the stone and waving it at him, he immediately shrank back and said hastily, "I'll pick it up, I'll pick it up..."
A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him! But his ring...how can he live without it?
Tears welled up in Wu Jue's eyes. He took off the ring unwillingly and handed it to the man tremblingly.
The man snatched it away and stuffed it into his arms.
Perhaps it was because the ring had left his body, but Wu Jue suddenly felt infinitely depressed and powerless. He seemed to feel the malice hidden towards him by the heaven and earth, breaking through the last barrier and rushing towards him. In an instant, it had enveloped and submerged him.
Everything around him became extremely noisy and harsh. He seemed to be trapped in endless darkness, or in a horrible purgatory that was not even mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures. The huge malice was gnawing at his limbs and bones, and seemed to tear and deform the air around him.
So, is this what it truly feels like to be rejected by the universe?
Wu Jue supported himself on the ground with his hands. He raised his head in panic and looked at the gloomy sky with endless confusion in his eyes.
In that confusion, there gradually appeared a hint of sad questioning.
Everything in the world is about cause and effect. If everything he did was invisibly in compliance with his master's plan to save the world... he is willing to save the world, but who can save him?
The Brahmin gave up his body after hearing the stanza, Sakyamuni fed his body to the tiger, and cut his flesh under the Bodhi tree to feed the eagle...
Or, should he also give up this fragile body, prove the Dharma with compassion, and influence all living beings with fearlessness, so that he can be liberated and attain enlightenment?
But why does he still feel resentful and unwilling to let go of this worldly desire?
Buddha, Three Pure Ones, Master... Is it because I haven't practiced enough? Wu Jue asked silently, as if he was having an enlightenment and debate with the world about right and wrong, good and evil.
The strong wind brought in dark clouds, and the fallen leaves and flying dust danced wildly, as if they were arguing with him.
"It's going to rain, go home!" The man threw down the stone in his hand and urged the children: "I will send this evil thief and these stolen goods to the government!"
"Uncle, let's go with you!"
"What are you kids doing here? Go home!" The man drove the children away and said, "If your family members ask about this, just tell them that a bandit from another place has come to the village and I have taken him to the government. Don't worry!"
The children all agreed and walked back with the village dogs.
The youngest child looked up at the sky. The cool raindrops hit his face. He blinked and said in confusion, "It's really raining. That man didn't lie to us..."
The six or seven-year-old child looked back subconsciously, with an indescribable feeling in his heart, but when he saw other children running because of the rain, he also ran towards the village.
Seeing that the children had gone far away, the man picked up the stone he had just thrown away.
If the first time he picked up the stone was just a bluff, then this time it was driven by the most extreme evil thoughts in the depths of human hearts.
But for some reason, that "weird monk" didn't move at all. He didn't hide or beg for mercy. He just stared at the sky like a fool.
Are you scared?
After all, he was not a murderous bandit. The man was also a little afraid at the moment. He walked towards Wu Jue, as if to encourage himself, and as if to excuse himself: "... I didn't want your life. You are ignorant and still want to get the bag back... It has come to this. I can't send you to the county government, nor can I let you leave and report me to the county government!"
They, from the state to the county government, and even to the prefectural government, now all enforce the law strictly. The county magistrate will not be biased towards him just because he is an outsider! Anyway, in this world nowadays, people are dying everywhere! He will also join the army soon, and he will have to kill people on the battlefield in the future... Today is just a practice in advance! "Anyway, it looks like you won't live for many days... People like you should die early and be reborn early!"
The man gritted his teeth and raised the stone in his hand.
Wu Jue didn't move at all, still in a state of great confusion, as if he had lost all perception of the outside world.
The man's five senses were magnified to the extreme, but they were all focused on what was happening in front of him, and he could no longer pay attention to the increasingly loud sounds of wind and rain around him.
Until something pierced through the rain and suddenly pierced his arm.
The man screamed in pain and staggered back, dropping the stone in his hand and hitting his foot.
He looked at his arm in horror, and saw a brass flying bird hairpin, most of which had been pierced into his flesh! When he raised his head, he saw a figure who had appeared from nowhere and was walking towards him from behind him.
This flying bird hairpin must be hers, so her black hair was now loose, and her dark blue cape and black hair were fluttering in the wind. She had no sharp weapon in her hand, and her facial features were blurred by the fallen leaves and flying dust, but she inexplicably gave people the feeling of a sword being unsheathed.
The man felt an indescribable fear. He grabbed stones with both hands and said in a harsh voice, "Who... who are you? Don't come over here!"
In order to show his strength, he took two steps forward pretending to be ferocious, trying to scare away the girl who was not at an advantage in terms of size and age.
"thump!"
Chang Suining kicked him away and walked quickly towards Wu Jue without stopping.
Good night! (I went out today and I was frozen into an ice stick. When I came back, I had a headache and a disc herniation. I am almost middle-aged and I can’t stand the slightest bit of cold.) (End of this chapter)
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