As a Girl, I Have to Be the Savior of Tomorrow's Ark

"Smooth people will say, you should go with the tide, against how painful it is, it is better to join in." "Angry people will say, you should go forward, never give up, fight to the last moment of your life

"A timid person would say that you should go back to the mountains and forests, go back to your own temple, and forget about those disturbances." "Master Saga." Jiang Lin looked at Saga, who was a little dazed, and Li and the storyteller also had a change of expression. "Master, how would you choose?"

"My little monk"

Saga recalled the anger that surged in his heart when he heard about Li's past just now. "I choose to be an angry person." Saga said seriously.

"Go forward bravely, never give up, fight until the last moment of your life." "Until a ray of sky is cut in this troubled world!"

As soon as the words fell, Xi applauded, and Li couldn't help laughing.Jiang Lin also looked at Cuo Gougou with some relief.

In this world, there are people who give away dogs, it is really lucky in the world.She almost turned from cat pie to dog pie

"Then" Jiang Lin put down the chopsticks in her hand and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"If the master is willing, maybe you can listen to my aunt, cough, and listen to me."

"a story."

442 The Free Saga

"If I heard correctly, the master just said it before." Jiang Lin looked at Saga, who also began to straighten up, looking at her with a serious expression.

"During the journey between Dongguo and Dayan, the master was filled with righteous indignation at the injustices in the world, and took action to get rid of many village bullies who oppressed the villagers."

"However, Master Mingming helped those villagers get rid of those bullies, but..."

"But those villagers not only didn't thank the little monk, but instead angrily scolded the little monk for killing them." Hearing this, Cuogou, who had a serious expression before, suddenly fell down again.

He lowered his head, rubbed the Buddhist beads with his right hand, and chanted some words, not sure if he was chanting some scriptures.

"Therefore, not only was the little monk scolded by the villagers at the time, but he was also driven out by them. He didn't even have a place to stay, so he could only walk on foot in the wilderness prone to natural disasters."

"Oh," Saga sighed, and Xi and Li also looked at Jiang Lin to see how the girl was going to answer each other.

"Master Saga." Jiang Lin took a sip from a teacup and moistened her throat.It seemed like he wanted to say something for a long time.

"If you don't mind, master can listen to me tell a story."

"Boss Li and Mr. Cooking Umbrella can also listen to it, although this story is a bit long." Jiang Lin rubbed her head.

"If you want to go to the toilet in the middle, you must remember to tell me." After saying a joke to relax the atmosphere, Jiang Lin also started to talk. "This story is called Let the Bullets Fly."

"In the southwest of Dayan Kingdom, there is a small mobile city called 'Goose City'."

"The story of a gangster named Zhang Muzhi who changed his identity and changed his name to an upright official 'Ma Bangde' as the county magistrate of Goose City, and started a fierce battle with the bully Huang Silang guarding Goose City...".

…-(If you haven’t seen it, go and watch it, it’s pretty)

This story is very long. After all, Director Jiang’s film is more than two hours long, not to mention the complicated camera transitions and hints.

If you only rely on one mouth to speak, don't talk for three or four hours, and you don't want to finish it.

After speaking, Saga's expression was serious and thoughtful, Boss Li was amazed, and Xi, who had turned into a storyteller, looked at Jiang Lin in a daze.

"Is this the story you created?"

Most of the stories Jiang Lin told her in the previous year were science fiction or fantasy stories with grand backgrounds.This is the first time Xi has heard such a story that is limited to a small town, but the plot is still very exciting.

Jiang Lin was about to say modestly that this was not created by her, but by a film and television director and screenwriter named Jiang Wen.

It's just that Boss Li has already spoken first.

"I've lived such a long time, and this is the first time I've heard such a story."

"No wonder she specially put you in the painting, that's why." Boss Li pursed his lips and chuckled, then looked at Xi who had turned into a storyteller.

"Sir, if Ms. Jiang stays here in Poshan Township, you may lose your job." "It's okay, old man, I also like the story of the little girl very much." Xi clapped her hands while holding the fan. "If the girl can live in Poshan Town for a long time, it will be a blessing for me and all the townspeople in Poshan Town." Jiang Lin looked like a fool when she heard Xi's words, and you really want to put me in the painting together. Don’t let it out?! Just as she was about to stand up, point at the storyteller Xi Hua had become and curse, Saga, who had been bowing her head in deep thought, finally spoke at this time.

"My little monk thinks, my little monk should already understand." Saga raised his head, his brown eyes seemed to be shining with the light of enlightenment.

"At that time, although the little monk was angry with those village tyrants and bullies for oppressing the villagers, he took the initiative to teach them a lesson."

"However, the little monk is just a little monk after all, just a traveling monk." As the saying goes, "the county magistrate of flowing water, the master of iron".

"The little monk will not stay there for long, it is just a place in the little monk's parade." "Therefore, the little monk can naturally vent his anger with righteous indignation."

"However" Saga's voice at this time was extraordinarily calm, coupled with that Japanese princess's long black hair and delicate and lovely face.

It almost made Jiang Lin think that she saw a beautiful and dignified princess with ancient neon lights. "The villagers will always live there." Saga said.

"The little monk took care of those village tyrants in a flash."

"But after the little monk leaves, the villagers will still face the oppression of those village tyrants."

"Even because of the little monk, the oppression of the villagers by those village tyrants in the future will be even more cruel than before the little monk came."

"What's more, because I don't kill, even with this scornful knife in my hand, I can only injure those village tyrants, not kill them."

Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

"And these village tyrants, after the little monk leaves, will definitely retaliate against the villagers unscrupulously, and even cause some villagers to be beaten to death by these village tyrants and their subordinates."

"In this way, the villagers were so angry with the monk at the time, and even said that the monk would kill them, the monk could understand."

"Yes?"

Speaking of this, Saga stopped, and she looked at Jiang Lin with a blank expression, tears streaming down from those big eyes.

"Master Saga?" Bosses Jiang Lin, Xi and Li were also stunned when they saw Saga's appearance. "If that's the case"

"Little monk, little monk"

"Did it really kill them?"

The injustices she saw in the villages she passed by during the parade of Dayan and Dongguo.She taught those village tyrants a lesson because of her anger, and when she left

How will those villagers who she came out for be treated by those village tyrants? "My little monk, my little monk..." Saga finally couldn't help crying.

"Little monk to the end"

Relying on the scallion knife in his hand and his own force, he is quick to face the injustices in the world. "How many people were killed?"

"No! You are not wrong!" Seeing Saga who was crying and crying, Jiang Lin quickly hugged her.

Nan Dao next to her was knocked down to the ground, holding Saga's head in her arms with both hands, stroking her head and cute dog ears, Jiang Lin softly comforted her.

"It's not your fault, it's the village tyrants who killed those villagers." "But if it wasn't for the little monk," Saga continued to sob.

"It's nothing, even if you haven't been to those villages, Saga, the villagers will still be oppressed by those village tyrants."

"It's not your fault, it's not your fault." Jiang Lin hugged Saga tightly in her arms, speaking soft and comforting words.

The face of the storyteller next to him was a little stiff and ugly, but the storyteller didn't say anything, nor did he pick up his fan and knock on the table like before to interrupt the current atmosphere.

I don't know how long it has passed, anyway, no one came to interrupt the conversation, even the waiter in the restaurant suddenly became very sensible, he didn't come to clean up the body on the table, and he didn't come to ask Jiang Lin for food and drinks.

But if you think about it casually, you can tell that this is Xi's handwriting.

Gradually, Saga's body trembled less violently, and his crying gradually became quieter, but those big eyes were a little red, after all, he had been crying for so long.

His voice was also a little hoarse.

"Jiang, Jiang's benefactor" Saga, who was still being hugged by a scumbag woman, couldn't help but blush and heartbeat. "Little monk, little monk is fine."

It's no wonder that Saga's mood is a little distracted at this time. After all, Saga was adopted by her master, a monk from the Eastern Kingdom, and grew up in a temple since she was a baby.

Temples, you can know what life is like if you think about it.

What's more, after Saga was a little older, he had some understanding of the things around him.The people around him are not the master, but the brothers around them.

The monks in the temple are all men, and it is impossible to have too intimate communication with Saga.To put it simply, it is a blank slate for that kind of thing!

At this time, Saga was the first time since she grew up that someone hugged her tightly, not to mention that this person hugged her when she was emotionally broken and remorseful, and this person kept talking about her collapsed. Speak soft words of comfort.

So ahem.

Although Song'e hadn't noticed it at this time, it did happen.It can only be said that a certain crumb is really damned.

Although this crumb is purely because he feels distressed when he sees Saga crying, and the other party is doing bad things with good intentions.

If you don't quickly comfort the other party at this time, with Saga's simple and wise character, not to mention the possibility that the next character may become disintegrated and decadent, and may even become black.

After all, there are really too many plots in similar novels. Jiang Lin has to be on guard against some decent people who turn into evil kings or something.

And after hearing what Saga whispered in her arms, Jiang Lin also decisively let go of her arms.

After all, she is an upright person, and she has no intention of taking advantage of the dog by hugging the dog tightly, just to calm the other party down.

Now that the goal has been achieved, it is natural for her to let go.

After losing that warm embrace, Cuogou couldn't help but feel a little lost, and even wondered if he shouldn't have shouted so early.

Just as she was thinking like this, the storyteller Xi on the opposite side clearly saw through her thoughts.

So at this time Xi finally made another move, she took out her fan and knocked on the wooden table, the sound pulled Saga back from her fantasy.

"Master Saga, are you alright?"

"Ah?" Saga came back to his senses, hurriedly saluted with one hand, and bowed his head to Jiang Lin and the three on the table. "My little monk is fine now, thank you benefactors."

"Also..." Saga raised his head slightly, his brown eyes raised up, furtively flicking something. "Thank you, Lord Jiang, too."

However, Jiang Lin was drinking tea with a teapot at this time.

After all, I told the story to the three of Saga before and told three or four small things, and after the story, I hugged Saga's dog to comfort me, and I was already dying of thirst.

Naturally, she had to drink water to moisten her throat, so she didn't notice Saga's seemingly cautious but actually very straightforward gaze.

Anyway, Boss Xi and Li obviously noticed it, causing the former to turn pale and the latter to chuckle. "It's okay, as long as Master Saga is in a good mood." After Jiang Lin finished drinking the tea, she put down the teapot and turned to look at Saga.

And the dog who was seen over also hurriedly lowered his head, with a sneaky look on his face. "Master Saga" Jiang Lin is about to start fooling around.

It's just that before she could finish her sentence, the dog with the lowered head quickly raised his head, looked at her and said loudly: "That, that!"

"Little monk, I really don't deserve the title of 'Master'!"

"Please also invite benefactor Jiang, just call the little monk, that's Saga!" Saga's face was flushed, he looked extremely nervous, and he was out of breath when he spoke.

Jiang Lin looked confused, if her previous impression of Saga was that she looked a little silly, but in fact she was very wise and foolish.

Then why do you look like a silly dog ​​now?

"Well, Saga." So she had no choice but to say that.

"In that case, why don't you just call me by my name." Jiang Lin laughed. "Impossible!" Saga waved quickly.