Lamb Trap [Unlimited]

Lin Huaisheng had an intuition that this rain was very critical.

Not only because of the strange attitude of the believer under him, but the background introduction at the beginning of the dungeon also pointed directly at the rain.The old gods fell and the new gods took their place. The fundamental reason was that the mountain had been dry for a long time without rain. People couldn't live longer, and they began to pray for rain crazily.

The rain is the climax of this story and the beginning of this dungeon.

The rain outside the temple has turned from heavy to light, but the man still maintains his original posture leaning against the feet of the Bodhisattva statue.His young and healthy body was full of anger, and most of the ends of his hair were dry in a short while.Now that Lin Huaisheng has difficulty moving, he envies such a living body the most.

In the lonely Bodhisattva Temple and the only believer, there seems to be those cheers from a distance.The sound was far away, coming from the village, from the col to the mountain.With the gradual recovery of divine power, Lin Huaisheng could hear farther away, while the man ran in the opposite direction to these voices.Both of them understood that after today, people would be even more fanatical about the new God.

Lin Huaisheng looked at his seat.His current situation is delicate and ridiculous. Even if he is a god, his final life is tied to an ordinary person.If the other party left him, perhaps Lin Huaisheng would die in oblivion without even leaving this temple.

The man also recovered from his gaffe just now.He raised his head, his eyes were red, there were still some wet water marks on his face, and the roots of his hair that were not completely dried were still dripping, which were still his tears.He stood up, didn't care about his face, but wiped his hands clean, straightened the tribute plate, found the incense sticks stored in the corner, lit a small handful, inserted it into the incense burner, and then silently wiped the incense ash that he sprinkled just now .

There was no wind in the temple, and the green smoke should have risen straight, but it seemed to be blown away by someone's breath.The pious didn't notice it at all, but suddenly, he felt something caressing the corner of his swollen eye, and the pain subsided immediately.He was startled, but he was still hesitant, or he didn't dare to give hope in his heart.

"I really miss you so much..."

The man muttered to himself, he didn't have any expression when he said this, he was unmoving, it was the emptiness and numbness after venting his emotions.

Before the words were finished, there was a sound at his feet. He looked down, and there was an umbrella beside the futon.

This was not brought by him, and it has never been seen in the temple, not to mention its simple and simple style.It is an oiled paper umbrella, the smell of tung oil is still obvious, the color of the umbrella surface follows the base cloth on the table, it is dark yellow.

The man was completely stunned in place, with his back bent and his eyes fixed on this unbelievable umbrella. Then, his whole body trembled and trembled, with blue veins covering the corners of his forehead to the end of his eyebrows.Fearing that someone would snatch it from him, he grabbed the umbrella in his arms, and only after he was sure that it was his own and no one could snatch it away, he cautiously loosened his grip.

The man didn't even have a futon mat, and he kowtowed to the Bodhisattva statue on the ground.

"You responded to me, you responded to me—"

Lin Huaisheng wanted to treat his only believer better, and when he saw that his forehead was scratched, he cast another spell to stop the man from being harsh on himself.

Judging from the man's suppressed and ecstatic expression, the Bodhisattva has succeeded in buying people's hearts.

Men accompany Lin Huaisheng longer.He dragged the futon over, but he didn't sit on it himself, but put the umbrella on it, as if offering it crudely.He was sure that this was the care of the Bodhisattva, and he should not let it down.

But the Bodhisattva must be looking at him, and he must be looking at him now...

The Bodhisattva hoped that he would use this umbrella...

Even if he didn't want the umbrella to get wet in his heart, the man would go back with the umbrella just to prevent the bodhisattva's good intentions from being in vain.Of course, the believer also has his own thoughts. He deliberately waited until very late, when the rain almost stopped, and only strings of water curtains were left under the eaves. At this time, he pretended to hold an umbrella and go out.

After the people left, the hanging tents in the temple caused the residual wind to roll in, completely covering the open temple door.One of them covered the desk for a short while, and the next moment, a pair of white and thin feet stepped on the desk.

The believers were crazy enough that Lin Huaisheng finally sucked enough offerings and was able to escape from the statue.

No one has ever carved shoes for Bodhisattvas. Bodhisattvas are high and high, and it is natural to sit on the altar to enjoy offerings. But Bodhisattva has no tree, and the mirror is clean. In everyone's heart, Bodhisattvas are also clean and unstained. Don't be afraid of the world's eyes .Therefore, when people here make statues of Bodhisattvas, they only give Bodhisattvas narrow and short jackets, with thin silk hanging on both arms, and skirts showing ankles.It is such a bodhisattva who will step down from the altar tonight.

Lin Huaisheng looked down at himself, he was a Bodhisattva, but his attire was even more awkward than the previous dungeon.Fortunately, although the statue of Bodhisattva is rough, he himself did not look weird after he was transformed.Lin Huaisheng was about to go out, it would be better to go to the village in the col, but someone came again.At first, Lin Huaisheng thought it was his believer who had gone and returned, but when he looked closely, he found that it was the man under the tree outside the temple.

Lin Huaisheng sat back down again.

This person is also a local villager, but he feels completely different from the man in the first place.Although the clothes on his body are very ordinary and worn out, but every detail has been carefully arranged, including the collar and cuffs, and all the details are neatly arranged.He came with an umbrella, and when he arrived at the entrance of the temple, the long-handled umbrella was carefully shaken off the rain before it was put away, leaning against the wall of the entrance.When he stepped over the threshold, Lin Huaisheng saw that this man's shoes were also neat and clean.

He came with something, a very ordinary red plastic bag, placed beside the futon.He looked around, and the few incense sticks burning in the incense burner were immediately seen.He stared, his eyes were the same as when he stared outside the temple before.Lin Huaisheng remembered that he didn't like that look from the bottom of his heart, not only had his own thoughts, but also the perception of a Bodhisattva.So later Lin Huaisheng guessed that the other party might belong to the one who turned his back on the old gods in the dungeon introduction.

When the man reached out to pull out the incense, Lin Huaisheng almost jumped up from his altar.His fragrance!

The rolling curtain in the temple moved violently, but the people who came turned a blind eye to it. He pulled out the incense quickly, which changed from his previous exquisite and meticulous style.The incense ash was hot, but he let it fall on the back of his hands and nails, and was blinded by the strong wind, he didn't care, and finally crushed the incense with the sole of his shoe.

Then, he started taking things from the plastic bag he had brought.

It is a large bundle of incense.

He lit the fire, and the flame of the plastic lighter moved slowly, making sure to ignite each one, then put away the lighter, and fanned it back and forth with the free hand. After the flame was extinguished, it was divided into several bundles and inserted into the small incense burner .

He brought a lot of incense, and lit a lot. Finally, the incense burner was packed to the brim, and the incense ash left in it was about to be squeezed out. He began to wipe the ash that might be around the incense burner.

He spent a lot of time, but judging from the results, the essence is also incense.

The Bodhisattva doesn't accept anyone who accepts him, but the other party insists on forcing Lin Huaisheng to accept him.

He clasped his hands together and bowed his head devoutly.

"Bodhisattva, sin, sin."

His behavior at this time has reversed the impression he gave Lin Huaisheng at the beginning.

After all, since your heart is true, you won't lie.

Lin Huaisheng obtained the full power of faith from this bundle of incense.

After the other party finished burning the incense, he packed up the remnants on the ground and took them away.He came and went quickly, didn't stop much, and seemed to have nothing to say to the Bodhisattva.It was difficult for Lin Huaisheng to judge more things, and even new hesitation appeared.

Which one of these two people is the "pious".

……

Lin Huaisheng left an illusory image in the Bodhisattva Temple.After he left the temple, he lived secretly in the village for the rest of the time, only returning in person when someone went to the Bodhisattva temple on the mountain.

The rain is pattering and sometimes heavy, but it never really stops. For this land, it is really a long drought and a dew.Therefore, the villagers believed that the continuation of the heavy rain was a signal, urging them to hold a grand rain-prayer and thank-you ceremony for the new god "River God" they believed in as soon as possible.

The poorer the place, the more pious and crazy the belief in gods and ghosts. The whole village seems to be completely obsessed with this matter, and other things are completely ignored.

In a village of about a hundred people, there are always people who still think about the old Bodhisattva beliefs in their hearts, and they have become accustomed to it, and never thought of abandoning it completely.At this time, people's hearts cannot stand the test of a little estrangement.In what Lin Huaisheng saw, there were many conflicts in the open and in the dark.

Lin Huaisheng also saw the man who always came to worship the Bodhisattva.He was grabbed by two other men and beat him all the way out of the yard, looking like a dog.He leaned on the ground, breathing out exhaustedly, but his eyes were still fierce, staring at the door on the steps through the bangs stained with rain and mud.

At the top of the steps, there is a man holding a hoe in his hand. He is a young man, aggressive and not easy to provoke.He smashed the hoe down, and the blade made a sharp scratch on the stone floor, trying to scare the embarrassed man in the rain.

"Sui Lin, I know what you want to do."

The young man sneered contemptuously: "You and your beliefs should go to hell together!"

That pious believer named Sui Lin, when he wasn't in front of Lin Huaisheng, was as manic as a mad dog not on a leash.He rushed forward and wrestled with the young man with the hoe again, and the third man got sidetracked in the middle.After the young man was thrown off the hoe by Sui Lin, he was unarmed. The two of them beat Sui Lin, and finally grabbed Sui Lin by the neckline.

"Was it you a month ago! Did you kill my dad?!"

Sui Rin shouldn't, he just punched the opponent, and then showed a hearty smile.

"Wang Yang, fuck you."

The whole world seemed to be in a frenzy.

But Lin Huaisheng, who could not protect himself in the heavy rain, could only watch quietly.

Lin Huaisheng was waiting for the most intense moment of this dungeon, and during this period, the game made Lin Huaisheng feel the most real and terrifying side of this small world.

As a Bodhisattva, Lin Huaisheng needs to abide by his role identity. When he is among the followers of the former Bodhisattva, he can really hear the voice of every human being who abandons him in his heart.Breaking away from the human identity for a short time, Lin Huaisheng also realized the cruelty and ruthlessness of the human race.

Now Lin Huaisheng is not suitable for raining. He stands under the eaves of various houses, but he still stretches out his palm, and wants to catch a drop of rainwater to share with people's sorrow and joy.But there is a difference between man and god, and it is difficult for him to empathize with the rain if it does not fall on his palm.

People were so overjoyed.

Until the first person hesitated to mention that the rain had been falling for too long.

But people's beliefs have been condensed, and new gods have been born from this.At the ceremony, ordinary people couldn't see it, but Lin Huaisheng could see it clearly. The figure of the new god solidified at a fast speed, gradually revealing a tall and handsome appearance. From clothes to accessories, everything was complicated and solemn, condensed The people worshiped the divine power.

People still couldn't see the new god, but the new god also turned a blind eye to the humans who "created" him. He glanced at Lin Huaisheng not far away, and then his eyes were unbiased, always staring straight at Lin Huaisheng.The eyes of the two met briefly, and suddenly, the other party appeared in front of Lin Huaisheng.

Although the appropriate distance was maintained between the two, the behavior of the new god was still too abrupt and offensive.

Lin Huai took half a step after giving birth.

This is a very subtle move. The meeting between the old gods and the new gods enshrined in this mountain village is a meeting, or a confrontation.The God of the River's eyes were burning, he was just a newborn, but Lin Huaisheng gave Lin Huaisheng a strong sense of invasion.

"You are the river god." Lin Huaisheng said.

The other party smiled, and Lin Huaisheng saw that the eyes of this new god turned out to be golden.

"Although I have just gathered the godhead, I have long been ignorant of consciousness. I have been a bodhisattva by chance, and I have admired him for a long time. I dare not call the river god in front of the bodhisattva. Why don't the bodhisattva call me 'river lord'."

As he spoke, the God of the River stretched out his hand from the wide sleeves of his luxurious clothes, as if he wanted to touch Lin Huaisheng, but the Bodhisattva avoided it again and again.

The God of the River raised his eyebrows, but immediately heard Bodhisattva's dignified refusal.

"Mr. He, you and I are incompatible with each other, please be careful."

It's raining again.The Bodhisattva is under the eaves, the river god is in the rain, separated by the rain curtain, like a thin curtain, the Bodhisattva is graceful.

Heshen's eyes flickered slightly, and finally withdrew his hand restrainedly, with an appropriate apology in his smile: "Sorry."

But behind his back was the hand that he wanted to stretch out, but his thumb and index finger were constantly rubbing and rolling, deliberately speculating what would happen to the Bodhisattva if they really met.