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Cold sealed for three years.Liangshuo, the capital of Western Jue.

After a spring rain, everything flourishes.Xiwei's light passed through Hongmeng and penetrated into this world.

Dark alleys, muddy and narrow streets.

At the edge of the open space on the street, three Liangshuo teenagers held torches and surrounded something in the middle.Two people in coir raincoats and bamboo hats passed by them. The latter lifted the bamboo hats and looked back curiously.

That glance almost made Si Jin spit out.

The thing in the middle of the three turned out to be half of a human face that had been smashed off by an axe.The human face has long been rotten, and the eyeballs are cloudy.The teenagers turned the faces over and over, and one of them tore out the eyeball, wiped off the blood with his clothes, and stuffed it into his pocket.The other two caught fire and burned their faces clean.

Perhaps the ignorant are fearless.Sijin thought to herself.Sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Sijin. Pay attention to your feet." The senior brother looked sideways, and there were serious eyebrows and eyes under the bamboo hat.

Sijin, who was restless, came back to her senses, walked forward close to her senior brother, and never looked back.

Liang Shuo was really not as beautiful as he had imagined.

The corners here exude a rotten smell. It doesn't look like the emperor's mansion, but like a beast's lair. Even in the dark, there are countless pairs of malicious eyes hidden.

"Do you know what the purpose of our trip is?"

Sijin replied: "Buddha meeting."

He and his senior brother are going to participate in the Buddhist meeting held by Jinlu Temple in Liangshuo.

"Have you ever remembered the admonition given by the host before leaving?"

Sijin nodded: "Be patient when things happen, and don't break the precept." After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to the long cloth bag behind his senior brother.Inside are two martial sticks, the brother's and his.

The senior brother said that when he was 15 years old, he would take care of the falling star.Sijin is waiting for this day to come.

"Haha, two bald donkeys!" A group of wild children passed by, like little beasts with long tusks, baring their teeth and claws to hurt people.

Only then did Sijin realize that at some point, his bamboo hat was slanted by the wind, exposing the ring scar on his head, which was really out of place with the surroundings.

With precepts in the heart, there will be a mountain in the heart, which will not move despite the wind and rain.

Sijin lowered her eyes, and quietly glanced at the wild child.

He was just a young boy, with delicate features, and mountains and rivers hidden in his eyes.Even wearing a rough coir raincoat, it looks like a natural pearl.

After all, those wild children were stern and stern, shocked by his calm eyes, turned their heads and ran away.

"The Buddhist meeting will be held tomorrow morning, and I'm tired from the journey today, you and I can rest at the inn first." Senior brother said.

Sijin nodded and followed her brother into the inn.The senior brother is very familiar with this inn, almost every time he comes out to participate in Buddhist meetings, he will stay here.But this is Sijin's first time here, and he is willing to take a second look at any novelty.

The first floor of the inn is for dine-in, and the second floor is for accommodation.The arrival of the two attracted the attention of many diners.Sijin involuntarily glanced at the senior brother, and the senior brother walked to the counter without squinting.Sijin also followed her brother to the counter.

"A ground guest room." The brother said.

"A disciple's guest room." Sijin pressed the gourd to draw a ladle, but the picture was not finished.

Several of the diners were laughing.Sijin didn't know what they were laughing at.

Sijin leaned against an idle waiter, and the waiter touched his head while he was drawing a ladle.It was not enough, so I touched it again.

Sijin, who was touched on the head for no reason, was very uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to speak, so she could only suffer in silence.In Taihe Temple, everyone has the same head, and no one likes to touch it.Why did everyone make a fuss about his head when he came out?

But the waiter in the shop really didn't have any bad intentions, so he went to work after touching it twice.

So Sijin followed her brother and prepared to go upstairs.

The moment he stepped forward, his monk's shoes were bound by his hands.

Si Jin suddenly stiffened all over.Lowering his head, he saw a four-year-old girl lying on the ground, grabbing his shoe with her dirty hands.

It turned out that in Liangshuo, children were crawling on the ground.Think about it.

He leaned over to pick up the child, and the group of wild children entered the inn like a strong wind, and grabbed the young girl from him.

"Finally found you. You dirty bastard!" The wild children licked their fangs and pulled at her hair.

Si Jin's eyes sank.

"Save me—brother save me—" the young girl wailed in pain, waving her helpless hands in the air, trying to grab Sijin's clothes.

Sijin couldn't bear it and said, "Let her go."

"Yo, so the little bald donkey is not dumb! Why, do you want to protect yourself when you see a low/low guy like yourself?" The leader of the wild boy stood up from the pile of children. He was the tallest and his hair was braided into more than a dozen strands. The braids are coiled on the top of the head like a snake and scorpion, wrapped in bright red cloth strips with complicated patterns.

Sijin didn't recognize this, but all the guests did.Everyone shrank their heads tacitly, and no one said anything.

The leader of the wild children put his arms around the young girl's neck, held it high above her head, and swayed around in public.The young girl coughed violently, kicked her legs wildly, and her little face was swollen and red.

"Cough—cough cough—little brother—"

Sijin's eyes gradually turned cold.

When the strings in her heart were about to break, Sijin's shoulders were held down by a pair of big hands.

Ling Song said: "Don't rush and be patient."

But... how is the young girl?Besides, she still called her brother.Even though the world is full of evil, she still holds on to the last glimmer of hope.She is her hope.

How can we be on the sidelines?

"Brother." Sijin said without turning her eyes.

Ling Song knew what he meant: "As soon as the stars fall, you will break the martial ring."

"The Buddha often said that saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If the pagoda is completed, breaking the precepts is nothing!" Sijin said through gritted teeth.

Ling Song's eyebrows were tightly locked, seeing through everything: "How can you save her?"

"Oops—" the leader of the wild child yelled deliberately, and the hand holding the young girl's neck suddenly loosened without warning, and she fell heavily to the ground.The young girl choked violently, her head hit the ground sullenly, her legs curled up, and she passed out after choking on a mouthful of blood.

"Look at her like a bastard! Hahaha—" The other wild children laughed around her.

The chief stepped on her face.The force was so great that blood oozes from the corners of the young girl's pale mouth and nose.

The children laughed even more wildly.

The diner next to him whispered, "It looks like it's not working..."

"Little boss..." The shopkeeper of the inn came late. Seeing the smog at the front desk, he looked distressed. "Tomorrow is the Buddhist meeting of Jinlu Temple. Your father told you not to cause more troubles in this area. Look..."

"Are you trying to say that I'm causing trouble? What's wrong with me picking up a bastard bred by a prostitute/girl in the dungeon?" The wild boy called the little leader dismissed it, but due to his father's reputation, he still didn't like it. Consciously put away his feet, and left the inn with all the wild children.

After the smoky person left, Sijin picked up the young girl.The young girl died long ago at the feet of others.

"It's also a poor man." The shopkeeper came up to take a look, and couldn't bear to look again, "I'll pay you some money, please help me find a suitable place for burial."

A few diners raised their hands: "I'll order some too."

"And I!"

……

Sijin walked out of the backyard of the inn with the young girl in her arms in a daze.

The backyard is a barren hill with few people.The senior brother shoveled the soil silently for him, and soon he shoveled out a pit big enough to hold the little girl's body.He put the young girl in and slowly buried her with moist soil.

"Brother, you all talk about karmic retribution, but why are there still wicked people living in this world?" Sijin asked.

He picked up a few apricot flowers and put them on the mound.The rosy apricot blossoms become a beautiful embellishment and a comfort for children.

"Hell is everywhere for those who commit serious crimes." Ling Song answered him.

"Next time, even if I break the precepts, I will definitely take action. If the Buddha does not want to save, I will save." Sijin said word by word.

A young man with edges and corners all over his body.When I was young, why was it not like this?

"Do you know who that person is today?" Ling Song lifted him up and dusted off the mud for him.

"Sijin doesn't know."

"That man is the only son of Wumazhen, the confidant of King Xijue and the lord of Liangshuo City. Wumazhen is old enough to have a son, and he regards him as his life. In other words, the entire Liangshuo is his world, and the people here are like ants. Let him trample on you." Ling Song replied.

"Wumazhen..." Sijin murmured.

For the first time, he realized that outside the Taihe Temple, all living beings are suffering.Human life is really too small in the face of power.

On the way back, the sun was setting.

Sijin was hungry, and the two brothers and sisters remembered that since they entered Liangshuo City, they had no time to eat.These few days of Buddhist meetings, there are vegetarian meals sold on the street from time to time for monks who came from afar, so Ling Song took Sijin to the street to find vegetarian meals to satisfy their hunger.

Since Sijin entered the street, her gaze has been fixed on the plates of exquisite vegetarian fruits in different colors, and she can't move her eyes away.These fruits are not seen in the temple on weekdays.

Seeing that he really liked them, Ling Song paid him to choose two.

Holding the fruit, Sijin only belatedly realized the joy of entering the city.

"Catch him! Hurry up! Don't let him escape Liangshuo alive!" Suddenly he yelled in the air, and a group of black people rushed towards him, causing the crowded and lively streets to fly wildly.

In the chaos, one of the fruits of Sijin was knocked off.He quickly stuffed another into his mouth.

"What are you doing!" Ling Song shouted.

Sijin, who was swollen into a bun face at the moment because of the fruit stuffed in her mouth, was dragged into a deep alley by her senior, barely avoiding the galloping horse.

"The slaves in the dungeon have escaped!!! Hurry up!!! There is a reward for catching the slaves!!!" People and horses galloped through the deep alley, and no one sincerely took a second look at the deep alley.

The people were pointing and pointing, panicking.

"Brother, I wanted to ask just now, what is a dungeon?" Sijin asked after finally swallowing the fruit.

In one day, he heard the word twice.No wonder he didn't care.

He didn't wait for an answer.

Looking back, in the darkness, a short blade was pressed against his neck.

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