Jin Xiaoquan immediately thought of the answer to the question. He was overjoyed in his heart, but he did not dare to show it on his face - Chubao'er had turned into a witch who could release thunder and lightning. Even if she was about to die, she could still release a thunderbolt at will.
He turned out to be an ordinary person!
At this time, all you have to do is hold on, and you must not risk yourself!
"Sister, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!"
Jin Xiaoquan cried loudly again and continued to kowtow.
It's just that the intensity of kowtowing is obviously not as strong as before.
"Brother, have you guessed it?
I also drank poisoned wine and was about to die...
Brother, do you still remember?
The day you sold me, you lied to me and said that you would take me to the market and give me a copper hairpin. I have worn the clothes you wore since I was a child. I had some spare money at home, so my father sent you to study.
, I would light fires, cook, feed chickens and ducks every day, and work in the fields with my parents. How could I have anything of my own?
That day you said you wanted to take me to the market and tie me a copper hairpin in the shop - I think you are the best brother in the world...
But you took me to the market and took me around the town a few times. I got lost and couldn't find you. I only saw Mr. Zhu and a thug stopping me... I was still
Unexpectedly, it was you who asked them to come, and it was you who sold me to these people... I still thought about the copper hairpin, so I struggled hard and thought of ways to escape - I really broke free from their hands.
Ran away!
You showed up again, and you said you would give me a copper hairpin...
You sent me directly to them this time...
Brother...
When I broke away from Boss Zhu and those people, my mood should be exactly the same as yours now.
You also think that if I die soon, you will be able to escape and survive the catastrophe, so you will be blessed...
Really? Brother?"
Chuan Baoer's words fell to the ground.
A cold air spewed out from the bottom of Jin Xiaoquan's heart and penetrated directly into the sky!
He stiffened his neck, slowly raised his head, and saw Chui Bao'er, with streams of black blood flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, standing in front of him - he opened his mouth and looked at Bao'er's slender palm.
Cover his face.
The girl's voice was still floating in his ears: "Brother, this feeling of falling into a deeper ice cave when you thought you had escaped, is the most painful..."
"Bitao" who lived in the bed next to me didn't want to go out and sell herself. She was beaten with a whip and pricked with needles by Mr. Turtle. She was made to kneel in the ice and snow all night wearing only a bellyband, and the thugs were sent to take turns raping her...
When she had only one breath left, she was carried back...
She called her mother all night before she died - even after she died, she knew that her mother loved her the most...
But I also went through the same thing as her at that time... Who should I call?
I always kill my parents, my brother...
After I send you on the road, I will run outside the temple and die as far away from you as possible - let’s not run into each other again in the next life..."
Boom!
A piece of blazing white lightning burst out in front of Jin Xiaoquan's eyes!
He finally felt the pain of his body and soul being torn apart. In such pain, his whole body convulsed, black smoke billowed out, and he turned into a charred corpse!
Chuan Baoer took back his palm and stared blankly at Jin Xiaoquan who fell to the ground dead.
After a moment, she turned around and staggered towards the outside of the temple.
As she said before, she staggered and ran away in the opposite direction to the wild temple. Drops of blood dripped down her chin and onto her clothes, splashing into the slush.
Before she had gone far, a mule and carriage riding in the wind and snow suddenly came from a distance and blocked her way forward.
The body of the mule and horse was so majestic that it didn't look like a mule. There was a sigh in the carriage it was pulling. After that sigh, a familiar voice sounded in Chubao'er's ears: "Caibao'er, your body is
How can you destroy your parents so easily?"
When Chuan Bao'er heard this voice, his eyes became hot, he lowered his head and said with tears: "I killed my parents, and I will take medicine and die now. I can repay their great kindness in giving birth to them!"
"The shell of your former self has died long ago.
This fleshy shell is not born from your parents, but is actually transformed from the "Xuanyuan bloodline" in my blood.
Your parents are no longer the parents they used to be? You have fully repaid their kindness to you, so why bother yourself like this?"
Hearing the sound in the carriage, Chua Bao'er suddenly felt a lot relieved. However, she had already taken the poison and was indeed not going to die soon, so she fell to the ground and cried: "Bao'er understands..."
It's just that it's too late for Bao'er to regret it now. He originally thought about forgetting the past, so he took refuge in your sect and worshiped you as his master. From now on, he will honor you and follow you - but now it seems that he will only have the opportunity in the next life.
Already...
Bao'er is willing to be a cow and a horse for you in the next life! My benefactor!"
"It's not too late to become a disciple now."
"Master!"
Chuan Baoer kowtowed heavily towards the carriage, then his vision went dark and he fell to the ground exhausted.
On the carriage, which was as big as a house, two doors were suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure stepped out. He looked at the woman on the ground, shook his head, took out a pill and stuffed it into her mouth.
At this time, another woman with a vague figure floated down from the carriage, picked up Chui Bao'er on the ground, and took her into the carriage.
The big green mule, which was twice as big as a buffalo, swung its four hooves and walked along the trail of black blood towards the small temple in the wind and snow.
In the small temple.
A charred corpse was lying at the door of the small temple, which was half open.
Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, and soon a thin layer accumulated on the lower half of the charred corpse.
The bonfire in the center of the temple was only dimly glowing with dark red coals, and the candle squatting in front of the statue had been blown out by the cold wind coming in from outside.
There was a rustling sound in the curtain behind the statue.
In the darkness, an old man beat his waist with one hand and pushed aside the curtain with the other, groping his way out. He moved freely in the darkness and soon touched the candle squatting on the incense table and the candle under the candlestick.
Fire sickle.
He rubbed the fire and lit the candle.
While protecting the flames swaying in the wind with his hands, he spoke behind the curtain: "Okay, brother, everything is fine. Come out and close the door..."
I'm old and blind and I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?
Come out quickly..."
The old man was talking and sat on the incense table, minding his own business, still muttering: "It's a good death for the thief. He bullied us two old people and deserved to die so miserably... It's a pity for the little girl. Why can't you think about it well?
It's not your fault to be born into such a family. Just leave as soon as possible. Why should you be buried with them?
But the little girl did her best, even sending her parents away with two glasses of poisonous wine... Such a thing cannot be tolerated by today's Tsuna ethics..."
While he was speaking, another old man trembled and walked out of the curtain.
With the faint light of the fire, the old man saw the dark corpses in the temple on the ground. He suddenly shivered even more violently. But this was the place where he had always lived, and there was no way he would abandon this temple and go somewhere else. Izaya could only tremble and closed the temple door.
As soon as the temple door was closed, there was no whistling or wind sound in the main hall.
A burning smell floated in the air.
The old man turned around and lit a bonfire with the still shining coals.
When the bonfire was burning, the entire small temple was illuminated, and the bodies that fell to the ground and fell into pieces became more and more conspicuous.
The old man squatting by the fire could only cover his eyes and did not dare to look at the charred corpses on the ground.
The blind old man sitting on the incense table had nothing to fear. He jumped off the table, walked around the fire pond and walked to the corner of the small temple. When he passed the charred corpses, he casually stepped on them a few times.
The blind old man picked up silver ingots and gold ingots in the corner of the small temple. He wrapped them in a ready-made cloth and held them in front of the old man's eyes by the fire.
The old man beside the fire was still covering his eyes, not daring to look at the charred corpses.
Now I saw those yellow and white things through my fingers, and the fear in my heart suddenly disappeared.
He put down his hand, looked at the gold and silver, and swallowed hard: "This, so much gold and silver..."
"Gold and silver money is enough.
If you take too much of something that doesn't belong to you, you'll get into trouble.
Look at them, before they die, which one is thinking about how much gold and silver they have in their hands and how much gold and silver they can take? They all hope to exchange their gold and silver treasures for their own lives...
At this time, life is the most precious.
Pearls are like earth, gold is like iron..." The old blind man fumbled and picked out a small silver ingot from the pile of gold and silver, and kept it in his arms.
Seeing this, the old man opposite also reached out to grab the gold bars.
At this time, the old blind man reached out again, opened the pile of gold bars, found a small silver ingot, and threw it to the old man opposite: "Brother, this piece is enough for you.
If you take too much...you may die soon."
When the old man saw a pile of yellow and white things, he was initially greedy and wanted to get more gold bars and silver ingots. But after hearing the old blind man's words, he suddenly calmed down——
I have no children and don’t have any big expenses on weekdays. What do I do with so much money?
This money does not belong to you at all. If you hold it in your hand and let others see it, how can you keep it?
It must be impossible to hold on, and it may even cost you your life...
The old man moved his eyes away from the pile of yellow and white things with difficulty, and turned to look at the charred corpse next to him. At this time, he was not so scared in his heart. He just sighed lowly and said in a thick voice: "It's really true. Pearls are like earth and gold are like iron..."
“Such a large amount of gold and silver, carelessly discarded on the roadside, would cause several life-threatening lawsuits.
But if we bury it, there is no guarantee that no one else will discover it, which will lead to various causal disputes. If we send it to the government, the government will definitely want to take more from us... How should we deal with this? ..." The old blind man touched the pieces of gold bars and silver ingots. He frowned and worried about how to deal with this pile of gold and silver.