he doesn't use a knife

A strong wind blew up during the night.

It also rained heavily.

He coughed violently in the room, as if his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were about to be vomited out of his throat.

He looked up from the corner.

The benevolent Tathagata Buddha was looking at him with a smile, and the altar was covered with ashes.

He thought he was already a very religious man.

Every day, he worshiped so piously and made a wish, and the tribute was arranged very well by him.

But he suddenly thought again.

wrong.

He is not pious because he has not been out for a long time.

He was afraid that he would meet the murderer when he went out.

I was also afraid that I would see that long knife when I went out.

I am even more afraid of the nightmares that come back and forth again and again.

When he thought of this, he got up immediately and crawled on the ground with hands and feet.

He crawled under the altar, hurriedly raised his head, stretched out his hand, and took the tribute from the bowl.

Looking down, by the faint candlelight, the meat and fruits are black.

When he sniffed lightly, there was a rotten smell.

He was about to gag.

So he coughed very violently again, wanting to cough out all his internal organs.

This is not right, this is not right.

He is already so pious, and he promises every moment that he worships the gods and Buddhas without any slightest neglect or blasphemy.

But why did the nightmare never go away?

Why did those two faces always appear in his dreams?When you close your eyes, you will reach out and strangle him by the neck?

He stared wide-eyed.

The Tathagata Buddha looked down at him, and the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch behind him floated out of the dust.

His eyes were bloodshot.

He watched, he watched, his heart was beating violently.

If a man is not mad at this point, it only proves that he has been mad long ago.

Is he crazy.

He thought he didn't have it, he was sober, he knew what he had done, he knew what he had.

have.

Thinking of these two words again, he struggled to stand up, moved his steps, and walked slowly, very slowly, very slowly to a box.

He opened the box and took out a beautiful, emerald green hairpin.

The hairpin is carved with a four-legged elk.

This is his jade unicorn!

A four-legged, emerald-green unicorn.

This is of course a jade unicorn, and it took him a lot of effort to get it. Too many people broke into the Zhuang mansion that night, and the neighbors who fought for the jade unicorn with him were even more powerful. If he hadn't picked up the brick in time, A hard blow to that person's hand broke his bones and made him bend over and roll in pain, even if he couldn't get this jade unicorn.

He considers himself a very lucky man.

He found the real jade unicorn and got the jade unicorn. He will have countless wealth.

He lovingly kissed the jade unicorn in his hand.

he kisses it.

It is more pious than worshiping Buddha and God, and more focused than kneeling on the ground and prostrating.

He kissed it warmly, sincerely, with deep conviction and determination.

Even if he is now trapped in a dark and damp room.

No, not right!

There was a sudden thunder outside the house.

Fear appeared on his wrinkled face, and he turned his head, staring blankly at the flickering light outside the window.

It's lightning.

It will rain heavily tonight.

This thunder was very much like the howling of the wealthy businessman in Yezhuang.

He was so busy that he was tearing up and wrestling with his neighbors, surrounded by people who were huddled together and fighting hard, and he couldn't even tell who was who.

When they dispersed, he vaguely heard someone talking, saying that Mrs. Zhuang Fushang's wife had died.

So why did he die?someone asked.

The person who passed him shoulder to shoulder held a blood-stained jade plate and said softly, "They don't want to hand over the jade unicorn. This is God's punishment for them!"

Yes, yes, he nodded involuntarily.

Because the sky is partial to him, he can get the jade unicorn and defeat those who fight with him one by one.

Because the Zhuang family did not do good deeds and wanted to monopolize the jade unicorn, so God punished them!

He quickened his pace and walked into the courtyard.

Zhuang Fushang was sitting on the ground holding his wife's body and crying.

There were a lot of people standing around, they were looking at him, pointing, their words were as noisy as the torrential rain tonight.

"It would have been better to hand over the jade unicorn earlier. Now God has punished me, and my wife is dead!"

"That's right, I have so much money and I still don't want to help, how greedy!"

"You deserve it, you deserve it!"

"Don't look, he hasn't repented at all, he said we killed his wife, bah!"

"Go, it's bad luck to see them."

He felt the same, but he didn't leave immediately.

They all got the jade unicorn in their hearts, and left when they were satisfied, but they didn't think much more.

He's the one who thinks more.

While everyone was gone, he walked in front of Zhuang Fushang.

Looking at this man who once described wealth with a smile on his face is now in a mess.

He feels sympathy.

But after sympathy, there are many pleasures that are submerged.

He lowered his head and asked, "How should the jade unicorn be used?"

Zhuang Fushang didn't look at him, and didn't answer, he just called his wife's name with a sob.

He scolded: "Don't be ashamed of his grandma! They are all stupid, but I am not stupid! What's the use of just having a jade unicorn, there must be some formula! Immortal things can be used by mortals as they say, so tell me quickly , do you want to offer it?"

Zhuang Fushang raised his head to look at him.

The eyes of that face were red, and the face was as pale as if made of snow.

Zhuang Fushang laughed.

Laughing anxiously, coughing constantly, laughing so hard that tears flowed down my face.

Zhuang Fushang said: "You are not stupid... Hahahaha... You are not stupid... Hahahaha... You are stupid, you are stupid, you are all crazy!"

He never forgot that moment again.

Because in the next moment, he raised the jade unicorn in his hand high and stabbed down fiercely!

He recalled this, and suddenly closed his eyes.

The wind and rain are in a hurry.

He feels cold.

He wrapped his clothes tightly, walked to the window, stopped, opened a low window, and looked at the endless night and the occasional rain in the night from a distance.

He still remembers everything.

That kind of hot and cool thing sprayed on his face and body, and wet his clothes.

Like this torrential rain.

The cool rain was blown into the house by the wind and landed on his face.

So cold.

He sneezed hard.

He continued to look at the thick and deep night.

He can't see the rain.

He couldn't see anything then either.

His eyes were clouded with a red mist.

He heard someone screaming behind him, it was very ear-piercing and annoying, he turned around with a roar, and his hands pulled out the jade unicorn that was stuck deep in the flesh.

He saw a beautiful little fairy in a trance.

He was lost for a moment.

His butt was pushed hard, and he staggered violently.

He saw the young master of the dealer hugging the little fairy tightly, and shouted at him: "Get out! You villain! Get out! Don't hurt my sister!"

He really backed away.

He thought that he had helped God punish the greedy Zhuangfu businessman.

He didn't really want to kill someone.

At least Young Master Zhuang is innocent, and Miss Zhuang Jia is also innocent.

He pulled out a laugh.

He said to Zhuang Jue: "Young master, don't be afraid, the bad guys are dead, I'm helping you. I'm helping you, God, you see, now they are all dead, you are free! You will be very happy." happy."

Zhuang Jue still looked at him with hatred.

He knew it was all because of his youth.

As long as he lives to his current age, he should know what he did is the right thing.

He looked down at the jade unicorn in his hand, feeling sorry for it.

He wiped it carefully, and wiped off all the blood, so that the jade unicorn could see the sun again, as spotless as it was when he first saw it.

That's a good thing.He smiled.

The lightning seemed to flicker, and he stared affectionately at the jade unicorn in his hand, watching it emit dazzling colors in the light of the lightning.

gorgeous.

He got it, and though he didn't get riches, he firmly believed that he would have it someday.

He owns it.

The wind outside the house suddenly rang.

Unlike the whistling sound just now, this time, the wind seemed to be roaring like something.

More urgent than thunder.

The gust of wind came, and the wind and rain broke in, and it dazzled his eyes.

He subconsciously raised his hand to block the wind.

The jade unicorn is gone.

He hastily put down his hands, and tried to open his eyes in the heavy wind and rain to see that the green shadow of the jade unicorn was in the wind.

It's flying, it's flying out.

He's about to lose it!

He cannot tolerate this loss!

He stumbled and ran outside the house, his feet sank half an inch on the futon, cursed secretly "bad luck", and kicked the futon into a corner.

He blinked to teach himself to see better.

Then he pushed open the door and ran out into the rain.

The green shadow is in the wind.

in the rain.

He chased and ran all the way, looking at the shadow of Yu Qilin, he stretched out his hand to hold it tightly.

But it was always some distance away from him.

It was flying, and it didn't seem to allow him to touch it.

Is it blaming him and blaming him?He had it, had it, but didn't know how to use it.

he thought so.

He opened his mouth, and the rain poured down his throat.

He choked and coughed, but still stubbornly began to promise.

He promised Jade Qilin wealth, glory, and only care, promised him to be devout, loving, and loyal to it forever, and he promised that as long as it stopped, he would pay any price for it.

It ignored him.

It was still flying, it was flying farther and farther, it was still running, as if it wanted to leave him firmly behind.

He will never allow it!

So he also flew up.

As he flew, he felt free and relaxed, and he was able to catch up with the shadow of the jade unicorn in the wind.

It turned out that God still favored him after all.

His devotion to gods and Buddhas is also seen by the sky.

He can fly in the wind, and even the rain can no longer cover his eyes and confuse his vision.

There was a vast expanse of white space in front of his eyes, only the dark green shadow was the brightest and most conspicuous.

He flies, he runs, his sleeves flutter.

He was getting lighter and flying higher and higher.

Stretching out his hand, he straightened his finger as hard as he could, he felt it, he was touching it.

The jade unicorn no longer flies.

He held it firmly in his hand.

It was cold, but it was so hot in his hand, so scorching.

He closed his eyes with a smile, and his body fell heavily.

Zhuang Jue walked into the house.

The wind and rain were blowing quickly, and the eyes of the Tathagata Buddha on the altar were full of raindrops, and the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch behind him was covered with water.

What is this?Zhuang Jue shook his head with a low smile.

He walked to the window sill, squatted down, and picked up the hosta that fell on the ground.

The elk on the hairpin is lifelike.

He smiled, and stroked its antlers with his bloodstained fingers.

The author says:

I was shocked that I finished this chapter in an hour.

In the chapter on the stream of consciousness, because the tone is set for this person, so he ends the scene with a bit of that flavor.

Of course it was Brother Zhuang who did it, but the description is a bit like retribution and retribution.

Don't be superstitious, but be in awe of gods and Buddhas.

I personally feel that the feeling conveyed in this chapter is in place. I don’t know how everyone feels, but I feel good about myself anyway (..)