The pheromone of slag A is toxic

Ji Yao watched the news for a while and found it really meaningless, so she put away her phone and went to find Tan Zishu.

As soon as she got up, she saw the figure at the corner in front of her hiding.

Ji Yao: "..."

She walked over and picked out Tan Zishu, dumbfounded: "How childish, like a rebellious child who hasn't grown up, sneaky."

Tan Zishu quibbled: "I'm not sneaking around, I'm open and upright, and I'll peep at you upright."

Ji Yao smiled: "Are you a rat spirit?"

Tan Zishu walked back together with her: "Even if it's a mouse spirit, it's still the beautiful mouse spirit in Journey to the West."

After walking away for a while, Tan Zishu suddenly said something out of nowhere: "Sometimes I think that I might really be the reincarnation of some rat spirit."

Ji Yao raised her eyebrows: "How do you say?"

"I like the smell of gasoline that overflows from vehicles when refueling, the smell of new books after tearing off the plastic seal, and the smell of cold white walls after being damp..." Tan Zishu thought about it carefully, and became more determined, "Sister, do you believe that people have past lives? In this life, I believe, I feel like a rat spirit reincarnated."

"It's hard to get through with mice today, right?" Ji Yao smiled and took her hand, shaking and shaking, shaking and shaking like she did when she was a child, and she said, "Ms. Mouse Spirit, I thought that normal mice are not You are so rebellious and bold."

Tan Zishu was dissatisfied: "Actually, I'm not very rebellious."

Ji Yao laughed: "Just setting fire to the mountain with a disagreement with you, you are not an ordinary child."

"It turns out that this can all be defined as rebellion... I was anxious to care about you, sister." Tan Zishu started to talk, and remembered the old things again. She said with bright eyes, as if asking for credit, " One of the craziest things I thought I ever did I haven't told anyone."

Ji Yao became interested: "Let's hear it, let's see how crazy it can be."

"Sister, it's not that I didn't grow up in an orphanage at the beginning. I had family members."

When mentioning the most distant history, Qin Zishu's tone was unconsciously tainted with a little silence, as if opening a thick book that had accumulated dust for a long time, the narrator sighed deeply, and blew away the floating dust on it, Let the listener empathize with the gray defeat of the year.

Ji Yao naturally investigated some of Xiaoqin Zishu's background when she adopted her, but it was only a short line, far less detailed than the person's self-report. She put away her playful thoughts and listened carefully to what the other party said.

Qin Zishu: "I have both parents, and there are three sisters and brothers in my family. I shouldn't have been sent to the orphanage. Although Lancang is not a wealthy county, the residents there can still rely on farming for self-sufficiency. At least they won't starve to death."

Ji Yao knew that Lancang was not big, and it was not much different from the village a few years ago. Qin Zishu's orphanage was located in the village, not far from the center of the county.

"My parents thought I was ashamed, so I was abandoned and sent to the orphanage." Tan Zishu lowered her eyebrows, "I was naughtier than a boy when I was a child, and I often climbed mountains and trees to cause trouble at home."

Ji Yao didn't understand: "But this doesn't mean sending you to the orphanage, after all, you have been raised for some years, and you still have feelings."

"This is related to the rebellious thing I want to talk about." Tan Zishu said in a joking tone, "Sister, guess what a rebellious and crazy thing I did, and I could be kicked out of the house."

Ji Yao felt that her imagination was too lacking to understand the heart of the bastard.

Qin Zishu took a deep breath: "When the whole village worshiped the mountain god, I toppled the statue of Mount Kui."

Ji Yao was shocked: "How old were you then? It shouldn't be intentional, and the statue is so heavy, why..."

"I did it on purpose." Tan Zishu said calmly, "I forgot how old I am, anyway, I'm at the age when I have to climb the altar and have to step on the stool."

Ji Yao came back to her senses and suddenly understood the reason for her parents' behavior - in the mountains where the news was blocked, the villagers always had a special belief in the gods, and they paid more attention to some worship activities.

If there is a mistake in the worship activities, people will definitely panic, and some people will speculate wildly. Xiaoqin Zishu pushed the statue, and everyone will think that the gods have been offended. This woman is unknown and will bring misfortune to the family.

Ji Yao asked her: "Why did you push the idol?"

"I tell everyone, don't worship that god, it's an evil god, if they don't believe it."

What Qin Zishu said was calm and breezy, and Ji Yao could hear her blood fluttering.

Ji Yao choked for a moment, then commented: "A rebellious child who is less than half the height of a person has a rebellious bone of dozens of pounds."

"I was pushed out of the temple by the adults. I still felt very angry, so I sneaked in through the back door, stepped on a stool, climbed behind the statue, and tried my best to push down the statue of the evil god." Tan Zishu recalled, "The statue is made of porcelain. Only a layer of paint fell off - revealing the evil eyebrows and eyes inside."

"Ah?" Ji Yao could feel the ups and downs when listening to a story, and couldn't help asking Tan Zishu: "Son, you are not just making up and lying to me, are you really so fantasy?"

Qin Zishu responded: "Is it sweet for me to make up stories?"

Ji Yao: "Dream."

Tan Zishu: "That's it, it's not good, why should I be thankless."

Ji Yao's expression changed again and again, beckoning her to continue: "And then."

Qin Zishu said: "The statue is worshiped by the villagers with great fanfare every year. They say that there is such a statue on Kuishan Mountain naturally, which is the source of well-being for the villagers. There will be a small temple fair every year on the first and fifteenth day of the day. It is the annual worship day, and the momentum is even bigger, and people from the entire Lancang County will come.

I told them that it was an evil god, but no one believed it at all. It wasn't until I tore down the statue of a god with a benevolent face and a face like Avalokitesvara that everyone realized that something was wrong.

The pure and white god statues are actually just painted on the outside, and there is a layer of real glaze on the real inside, which has blessed them for thousands of years. The gods, red lips and black eyes, overflowing with evil spirits, are obviously dignified facial features, but they have indescribable Taunt and fool.

God shouldn't laugh like that.

The old people said, this is called—God hates the world. "

"Well, your place is really legendary." Ji Yao sounded novel and interesting, "But you exposed the evil, why were you sent to the orphanage in Kuishan."

Tan Zishu pondered for a moment, uncertain: "Maybe... I later stood up to defend that evil god?"

Ji Yao: "..."

Little Qin Zishu was more or less abnormal in it, if she was there, she would believe it.

This time without Ji Yao asking why, Qin Zishu explained naturally: "I don't know why, after seeing the broken statue, I suddenly felt that the god was not completely bad, so I really wanted to speak for her, but They didn't believe me, they insisted that I was lured by evil gods, that I was unclean, and they wanted to send me to an orphanage to fend for myself."

Ji Yao was startled, opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse: "How could those people..."

Tan Zishu didn't care, she spread her hands: "It's nothing, I don't care."

Ji Yao's expression was complicated: "Why are you suddenly unable to think about it?"

Seeing that Tan Zishu didn't reply, Ji Yao thought it was because of the atmosphere, so she pretended to be relaxed and smiled, half-jokingly said: "Little Qin Zishu must be really bewitched."

Tan Zishu didn't refute, but said, "Anyway, I believe there is a god in this world."

Because the gods have blessed her and punished her, I don't know whether the gods love or hate, let her be imprisoned, pull her out of the quagmire, but trap her in the cycle.

Perhaps this god is indeed evil, but his conscience is still lingering, and he is constantly struggling with himself just like her.

"Maybe the gods are also in pain." Ji Yao tried hard to keep up with her unusual train of thought, "Forgive each other, let's make do, you broke people's houses, and burned the mountains behind them, now it's pretty good to be able to survive Well, at least it shows that the other party is a magnanimous person, regardless of the bastard."

Qin Zishu: "..."

It seems to make sense.

"Hey? Tell me, is the disaster that happened when you were seven years old related to this theory of ghosts and ghosts?" Ji Yao had a wild imagination, her brains were bigger than Qin Zishu's, "Why did Kuishan drown when there was a flood?" This place is relatively high? It stands to reason that if a flood occurs and the water floods to the lower places, it should not flood the orphanage in Kuishan, nor should the small village at the foot of Kuishan be buried by landslides."

This thing is really a strange thing.

Tan Zishu's eyes darkened - if it wasn't for this sudden disaster, Jiang Jiaran might have been taken away by Ji Yao.

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The author has something to say:

Interview our Tan Zishu, do you regret pushing her?

Qin Zishu: Thank you for the invitation, I regret betraying the water even more