how to kill a dragon

Chapter 7 Bailian
While talking about these things, Bai Lian never turned around, but just listened silently.

But when she heard Wang Xiaotai's doubts, she stood up without hesitation, walked in front of Wang Xiaotai with bare feet, lowered her body, and hugged her, "Of course, of course you are friends."

"best friend."

She had already burst into tears, and the tears wet Wang Xiaotai's shoulders. She seemed to take Wang Xiaotai's sadness as her own.

What could be a more moving response than the empathy of the listener?

Wang Xiaotai doesn't need sympathy or comfort, she just needs revenge, but on the road of revenge, if there is such a person who has heard her story, then she is not alone, not miserable, and has the strength to move forward.

"I joined the dance troupe since I was a child, but I actually forgot what my parents looked like..."

"But, no matter what, even though we haven't seen each other for a long time, they are still my parents. They died so badly, and as children, I should do something for them."

Bai Lian hugged Wang Xiaotai in her arms, and the two girls cuddled up and sat on the stone by Jianfo Lake.

"Let's go to Mount Tai together, Xiaotai, let's go to the Heavenly Court of Mount Tai, and tell the immortals about the evil dragon in Qiantang. If, if the Heavenly Court doesn't care, then we will go to the Queen of Heaven."

"Little Moss, the Queen of Heaven protects my weaknesses. If I can get the Queen's praise at the Queen's banquet, the Queen of Heaven will definitely not turn a blind eye to me that day!"

"As long as I practice dancing well and perform well, the queen will definitely help us!"

The soft lilac color gradually infiltrates the water and sky line, and in the white twilight, a streak of crimson is jumping among the clouds and water waves.

The mysterious thinness is spreading on the surface of the water, and as the water ripples, the fiery morning glow bites through the chaotic darkness, spreading out the colorful splendor of the sky.

Dawn has come.

Bai Lian's teardrops shining in the morning sun and her resolute eyes added a touch of divine brilliance to her snow-white face.

Everything is getting better, everything is hopeful, and everything will work out as it should.

Wang Xiaotai quietly added in her heart, no matter what the heavens do, unless the immortals will kill the dragon thoroughly, she will kill the dragon with her own hands.

Hot dragon blood is the best gift and sacrifice for parents.

The two packed themselves up, Bai Lian took Wang Xiaotai's hand, and walked into the tent of the Tianhou Dance Troupe who had just woken up.

This dance troupe is full of young girls in their prime, and the management is also an old lady. There is not a single man in the dance troupe.

Bai Lian said that because survival is not easy, there are fewer and fewer such dance troupes.

These girls are basically girls offered by temples from all over the world. They entered the temple when they were young and never communicated with the outside world.

They only do one thing in their life, that is to dance for the gods and pray for the people. They do not marry, do not fall in love, and keep a pure virgin body, just to express their devotion to the gods.

Their funding comes from believers from all over the world

Take it from the people, use it for the people.

The dance that was originally only for the gods, they will also dance for the believers.

Worship not only the gods, but also the common people.

Bai Lian is the chief dancer of this dance troupe, and she is also the main dancer who went to Taishan to dance for Tianhou this time. She has the opportunity to dance solo in front of Tianhou.

Why when tens of billions of lotus flowers, one by one lotus to see the body of God.

Wang Xiaotai lived with Bailian, and Bailian shared half of her clothes and daily necessities with Wang Xiaotai.

They are not real sisters, but they are better than real sisters. Bai Lian is really a very gentle beauty.

"Here are all my white clothes. I'll give them to you. Although the time on the road is tight and there is no time for opening a mourning hall, someone must dress them in filial piety."

Bai Lian handed the white shirt that she had prepared before to Wang Xiaotai, and Wang Xiaotai accepted it in silence with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, thank you..."

Bai Lian hugged Wang Xiaotai, "Don't be too sad, we agreed to go to Mount Tai together, and when Tai Shan comes back, I will hold a funeral for them together with you."

A funeral of 60 people, the whole world mourns.

While Wang Xiaotai was changing her clothes, the nurse of the dance troupe called Bai Lian out and pulled her aside, "The priest of longevity just said that it is enough for us to bring her to Mount Tai. What are you doing?"

"After all, we are fellow villagers. Seeing her is the same as seeing my sister. Mammy, just let her follow me, it's okay."

Bai Lian grabbed Mammy's arm and begged, "I will take good care of her, Mammy, just let us live together."

"Bai Lian, I'm not talking about you. You are young and have a bright future. If you participate in the performance of the gods this time, if you are praised by the queen of heaven, you will be bestowed with a godhead, and then you will be promoted immediately. It is very possible to be among the immortals!"

Mammy sighed, and said earnestly, "Why do you want to get involved in these gloomy things? Talking about these things that the gods don't care about in front of the Queen of Heaven, I'm afraid it will make the Queen of Heaven unhappy."

Mammy didn't go into details, but Bai Lian knew what Mammy meant. The Jinghe tragedy in [-] miles shook the world, it's impossible for the immortals not to know, they just didn't want to care about it.

But Bai Lian didn't think so, she believed in the Queen of Heaven.

"The Queen of Heaven saves the suffering and saves the suffering, she is merciful and merciful. Doesn't the Jinghe Babaili tragedy need the help of the Queen of Heaven?"

"If the world is peaceful everywhere, why do we need gods to manifest their spirits?"

But Bailian is full of confidence in Tianhou.

She thought it might just be that the other little gods didn't tell the Queen of Heaven what happened here. As long as they reported this to the Queen of Heaven, the Queen of Heaven would definitely uphold justice for them and punish the evil dragon.

The corner of the girl's lips is a smile, her eyes are stars, the time is just right, and if she wants to do one thing, she will go forward bravely.

Perhaps only such a pure and simple person can serve gods and Buddhas wholeheartedly. Who would not prefer such a person with a fiery heart under his beautiful skin?

Mammy sighed, no longer stopping Bai Lian and Wang Xiaotai from getting closer along the way.

The two girls ate and lived together, and Bai Lian took Wang Xiaotai to dance together, taught her some simple dance moves, and wanted to help her untangle her heart and be happier.

However, Wang Xiaotai's limbs were stiff, she was really not suitable for dancing, and it was ridiculous when she twisted, so she usually just watched quietly while Bailian was dancing.

Wang Xiaotai likes to sleep next to Bailian, and it is rare for her to have a good night's sleep by her side.

Bai Lian would hold her tightly in her arms, pat her on the back like she used to be, and sing softly in her ear, so as not to let herself be trapped in nightmares all night long.

She also likes to watch Bailian dance.

Her dance didn't need any music, she straightened her back, and her steps fell heavily on the ground. There was no drum music in the audience, only the sound of landing footsteps.

The footsteps became louder and louder, and the thud on the ground seemed to become the sound of drums, urging the dance steps, and the dance steps echoed the trampling sound.

The skirt is flying, and the girl is as light as a butterfly, but also has the elegance of a lotus flower and is as warm as the sun.

With a satisfied smile on his face, it was not a person dancing, it was a fire, a burning fire.

After the Bailian dance, the drums sounded, and the other girls stepped into the dance one by one, joining this refreshing dance.

The drums were high and low, sonorous and powerful, and the girls danced delicately and vigorously. With the drums and Bailian's dance steps, they sometimes lined up, sometimes lined up, sometimes moved forward and sometimes retreated, and the dance was smooth and orderly.

With a warm face and pious eyes, this is the most loyal dance to the gods.

This kind of dance, even a person like Wang Xiaotai, who doesn't know the rhythm, is excited and wants to dance along with him.

If the gods saw such a pious sacrifice dance, they would be shocked and moved by it, right?
(End of this chapter)