Death Sutra

Looking at the desolate land and the strange scene, Shangguan Rusheng gave birth to a fear of joy.

From childhood, she was her dream. In her imagination, she has always been away from the stone fortune, and then went home vigorously. Now she is a single horse, helpless, no step at every step. Purpose, like an out-of-group migratory bird

For a little while, she felt that the world was unfair, that she had not done anything wrong, and that she was still treated with family and friends. She was surrounded by lies and conspiracy from an early age.

Resentment is almost rooted in the heart of a girl.

In the early spring, the chilly wind blew through the surface, and Shangguan’s mood suddenly became clear, and the seeds of resentment were completely eradicated from the bottom of my heart.

The cheerful mood is the same as the slight warmth in this spring breeze. It blows away the kind of resentment and disappears without a trace.

She is not without fault. She thinks that she is only used to pampering. Even if she inadvertently hurts anyone, she knows nothing until the same harm falls on her body, and she understands how much pain she has brought to others.

She once happily tormented the slaves in the fort, thinking that the smiles were true expressions of emotions. She also told my father that she had killed two Jinding Dapeng and that they were so proud that they were like slaves. Relatives, but he did not dare to show a trace of dissatisfaction.

So everything has a cause and effect, she continues to think, to find all the reasons for today's tragedy.

When Shangguan Yu, it was her closest friend. It seems that there is nothing to say. In fact, all of them are talking about ten sons and ones. What does Yugongzi like? What do you hate? She didn't know anything about it.

The 18-year-old Shangguan Ru, like the self-awareness of the elderly who are coming to the limit, recalls every fragment of his life. The more he wants to feel more strange, the young girl who is arrogant and arrogant, how could it be himself?

If she wants to continue like this, she will go crazy sooner or later, a very ordinary little thing, and she will be taken out of the quagmire of self-blame.

She is hungry and has a pain in her belly.

She took out the dry food and ate a little. The feeling of hunger was gone, and the abdominal pain became more and more serious. It was like someone holding a blunt cut and scolding the hinge in the stomach. Finally, she could no longer ride the horse.

Shangguan can only take a break, run internal strength, want to suppress pain, but the result is counterproductive. The true gas is like a 10,000 small steel needle slowly moving forward in the meridians, each moving an inch will bring deeper pain.

Shangguan, if he gave up, sat on a stone and hugged his knees, feeling gratified that he was going to die.

Some people are poisoned in food. She understands the source of abdominal pain. Is it a slave or a lotus girl? No difference, two people are one person.

The bean's sweat is dripping from the forehead on the ground in front of the toes, and the dry soil absorbs it in an instant, leaving no trace.

Perhaps there will be a grass growing in the past few days. Shangguanru’s cranky thoughts have not stopped completely. Then I think that my body is probably enough to grow a small tree.

After an hour, the abdominal pain gradually stopped, she did not die, not only a little regret in her heart.

As long as you are not dead, you have to live.

Shangguan, like holding a horse, roams wildly in the wilderness, only looking south, hoping to stay farther from the known world.

After a whole day, she did not go far, abdominal pain occurred every two or three hours, every time, she must stop, hold her knees, try to smash the body into a ball, to relieve the symptoms slightly.

As for turning back to find a slave to solve the drug, she never even thought about it.

In the evening, she took a small tent, listened to the whistling sound outside, endured the pain in the abdomen, and stayed up all night.

The next morning, she felt exhausted, but didn't want to stop here, so she packed up the tent and planned how far it would go.

The bag that kept the tent was placed outside last night and tied to a firm stone. Shangguan was about to put the folded felt cloth in and found something unexpected.

At first, she thought it was a beast that sneaked into the cold in the middle of the night. She was really shocked and immediately found out that it was a child. It was like a hedgehog. It seemed to endure the same abdominal pain as her.

Shangguan grabbed the hair of the uninvited guest and picked him up. He immediately recognized the old, wrinkled and ugly face of the old man.

The first thing she did was to throw him out of ten steps and pull out the wooden knife.

After the wooden old man landed, he made a few rolls, still like a shrinking meat mass. He didn’t bother or move, and seemed to have died for a long time.

Shangguanru’s heart beats, especially when he thinks of the terrible martial arts of the old man who specializes in the heart. It jumps even more.

After a quarter of an hour, she slowly moved closer to the old man, poked a few times with a wooden knife, and worked harder than once. Finally, the old man finally gave a weak shackle to prove that he was still alive, but he had lost his resistance.

Many questions poured into my mind. Shangguan didn't understand how the old devil escaped, and how to hide it, but the most pressing problem at the moment is how to deal with him.

For the vast majority of people, the most normal way is to kill him when the old man on the coffin is weak, but the official can not be as follows, her aversion to killing far exceeds the fear of being killed.

Another normal choice is to throw the old man here, let him be self-destructive. Shangguan, like the daughter of the lotus, said that the old man practiced seven turns and repaid, most afraid of the sun, no need for her hands, this devil will self-reliance All disappeared, no longer can harm the world.

Shangguanru has already packed up his bags and took the horse out of dozens of steps. I don’t know why, but I have no reason to be safe.

The old man at the moment is like an abandoned baby.

Shangguan Ruyi came back and threw away some temporary useless things in the bag and stuffed the old man into it.

This is wrong. A voice to the Shangguan said that the old man is not a person who knows how to report. When he resumes his skill, it is likely that the first thing is to get out of your heart.

Shangguan, if he knew that this was a big mistake, he never threw the old man.

At noon, Shangguanru experienced another abdominal pain, but she was not so painful and unhappy. After that, she even had the mood to eat a few pieces of dry food. Even if the food is likely to be poisonous, she does not care.

The scene in front of us is getting more and more desolate, and the birds and beasts are gone. When the dry food is finished, she will starve to death here. Even if the old man is going to work, it will probably be unsettled and hungry. In this way, Shangguanru’s state of mind is much calmer, and then he I also feel ridiculous, I don’t know if this is saving people or killing people.

What she doesn't understand, others think clearly.

"Little girl, don't look at the scenery, don't leave, you have to die here."

The old man's voice was weak and passed from the bag.

"It’s the same everywhere, there’s nothing wrong with it.” Shangguan still sits on his knees and is not afraid of death.

The old man was quiet for a while, and became very angry when he spoke again. "Stupid, you want to die, I don't want to die, little age, don't learn monk meditation, if you are all about you, killing people, killing, what else? pleasure?"

"Let's go by yourself, I didn't want to take you, I don't want to see you killing after you recover."

The old man changed his tone again. "Little girl, once you listen to you, you know that you are not an ordinary person. In the future, it will not be necessary to become a Bodhisattva, but save people and save them. In this day, you let me go."

If Shangguan is not in a hurry, ask him: "How did you run out from the Dragon King?"

"Hey, my old man has a lot of tricks. If you miss it, you will play with these younger generations, and you will have enough time to use a trick to make it easy."

Shangguan believes that there is not much room for the old man to succumb to the bones. "It turns out that, then you will use your tricks and run well."

The old man boasted over, and he couldn't even believe it. "To tell the truth, I don't know what is going on. Someone cut a piece of rope on my body. By that loose, I escaped."

Shangguan is a bit reluctant to take care of the slaves. He is always surrounded by countless intrigues and tricks, and probably will never leave the day.

Shangguan thought about his thoughts, neither talking nor getting up, the old man could be a little anxious. "Little girl, don't say I didn't remind you, the woman who is looking for me everywhere, will soon find traces, her heart Nothing is softer than mine, killing me, and killing you."

"What did she kill me?" Shangguan shook his head and did not agree.

"Of course, it’s a smashing of the roots. If you die, you will have nothing to worry about in the heart of the Dragon King."

If Shangguan didn't want to talk to anyone about the slavery, he couldn't help but refute. "He didn't miss me. He just wanted to kill and kill me one day, and avenge his family and the Dapeng bird."

"Stupid girl, you were deceived by the dragon king's little trick." Mu Laotou's heart is long, it seems to be talking to his granddaughter. "Don't look at his self-proclaimed dragon king. In fact, he still has a stubborn hairy boy. A woman who likes it but can't like it, pretends to look like a person who refuses to be thousands of miles away, thinking that she can get through everyone. I tell you that the colder the appearance, the deeper the heart, the old man can see clearly. The Dutch girl also..."

"Don't say it." Shangguan, if it was difficult to straighten out the mind, and became a mess, got up and took the road, and refute the old man's words with one reason.

As long as the Shangguan is on the move, the old man will be happy to shut up and hide in the bag to recharge his batteries.

After the night, the old man was much better. Although his skill was far from being restored, he did not delay checking around. He was not idle for one night. When the day was still not bright, he woke up the official in the tent. "You can be too careless. With so many traces left behind, the lotus girl is even a blind man, and will catch up within two or three days. Hurry up!"

Shangguan did not believe that the lotus girl would poison her hands, so she turned over her ears and slept until dawn.

Abdominal pain was slightly milder than once. Shangguan finally realized that he had not suffered from deadly poison, but she still did not hurry to hurry. No matter how the old man urged him, it was still a slap in the face.

In the latter half of the day, the old man was silently silent, and seemed to be comatose, or was he thinking about bad ideas.

In fact, the old man wants to understand one thing. No matter how fast the Shangguan runs, it is impossible to get rid of the killer behind him. The lotus girl has not caught up yet because she is looking for clues in a large wilderness, but It won't take too long, and he wants to fully recover his skills, at least for a month.

Escape, not a good way.

This evening, Mu Laotou put forward thoughtful thoughts. "Little girl, you are lucky, the old man decided to break the teacher training, take the exception to accept you as a disciple, come, give me a hoe."