how to kill a dragon

Chapter 34
"Little girl, a weasel is not worth much at all. Although the wound on your weasel's throat is small, the cut is too deep, the fur is not completely peeled off, and the condition is too poor. I can only give you so much. "

Wang Xiaotai handed Huang Xianfei's body to the owner of the butcher shop.

She had just arrived in this town, and she didn't know where to trade, so she casually found a butcher shop by the side of the road to sell Huang Xianfei's body, so she could get some money in exchange.

Weasel meat is very smelly, hard and woody, and unless it is a famine, when you are extremely hungry, basically no one will buy weasel meat.

Meat is worthless, but weasel fur is quite marketable, warm and cheap. The butcher shop owner bought this weasel just for the fur.

Wang Xiaotai used the money from selling weasels to sit in a noodle shop near the butcher shop. She chose a place where she could see the whole butcher shop, ordered a bowl of plain noodles at random, and observed the movement at the butcher shop.

She saw the butcher skillfully started from the wound on the throat, and with a light stroke of the tip of the butcher's knife, he easily peeled off the entire weasel's fur.

She also heard the butcher chattering about how smooth and smooth the fur was, and then watched the butcher chop up the weasel's meat with a few knives at random, and fed the meat paste and pieces of meat mixed with some swill to the neighbors. dog.

The owner of the butcher shop raised two big wolfhounds. Seeing the food, the wolfhounds rushed up to eat with relish. Their mouths were full of red meat residue, and their beards were also stained with blood. For them, this should be a rare delicacy. up.

It is said that dragon blood and dragon meat are rare nourishing products, and I don't know if these dogs will get their way after eating the skin and flesh of Huang Xianfei, who has become fine.

When the owner of the noodle shop brought the plain noodles, he found that Wang Xiaotai had already left, and there were several noodle coins lined up on the table.

"What a freak."

The boss shook his head, took the money, happily took the noodles back to the back kitchen and ate it himself.

Wang Xiaotai is wandering aimlessly in the world, she feels very confused now, as if she had set a goal but suddenly lost her direction, drifting ups and downs in the sea, following the wind.

I don't know where the end is, and I don't know what is waiting for me.

She always seems to be on the go.

Along the way, she had the heart to see what kind of life those people who believed in gods lived. Only by watching did she know the various states of all living beings.

She saw the mother holding the dying baby who had no cure, staggered and knelt all the way to ask the gods for help. The mother smashed her head, but the baby still lost her breath in her arms.

She saw the mother kneeling and crying in the temple holding the dead body of the child.

She also saw a woman who had finally conceived a child, accompanied by her husband, to fulfill her vow and pray for the child.

She saw the white-haired candidates who had failed the exams for decades still prayed to the gods before the exams, asking to bless her to be able to enter high school this time.

And beside him, Tanhualang, who had won the first exam in high spirits, accompanied his mother and new wife to fulfill his wish.

She saw boys and girls praying to the gods to bless them during the Lantern Festival, so that they could get a happy marriage and live happily ever after.

But she also saw the miserable appearance of the wife crying and begging the gods to send down thunder to punish her husband after her husband beat her.

She saw the golden statues of gods in the temple full of incense, smiling and gazing at all living beings.

She also saw the temples in small mountain villages that were gradually withering because no one worshiped them. The clay idols inside had lost their luster, and they sat alone on the altar waiting for their believers.

She saw the pious believers go on a pilgrimage with three steps and one kneeling, five steps and one kowtow, just to see the gods.

She also saw the fat priests in the temple feasting on the meat and wine offered by the believers.

A man's prayer is a prayer, a crowd's prayer is a doctrine.

But when someone is willing to act on his desire, it becomes faith.

She invited a pilgrim to eat a piece of cake, and then she realized that there are such pious people in this world.

In order to drag their families along for the invisible and intangible beliefs, regardless of difficulties and obstacles, they started the pilgrimage without hesitation, measured the land with their bodies, and crawled before God. They are simply humbler than ants on the ground.

Apart from belief, there seems to be no other power that can make him do all this, and he seems to live for his belief.

She saw some people spend a lot of money for their beliefs, and she saw some people abandon their wives and children for their beliefs.

Only after looking at it deliberately did I realize that in this world, belief is such an expensive thing.

Faith is ethereal, and it is impossible to see it with the naked eye. How do you measure whether you are pious?

Let's see who contributes more.

Those who donate the most money can engrave their names on the entrance of the temple, and those who contribute the most can hang their names on the blessing wall forever.

The rich are naturally powerful.

Abandoning one's family and property, one's wife and children for the sake of one's beliefs is a beautiful story. People praise such behaviors, thinking that they can gain great merit and be able to enter the immortal gate after death.

People record stories like this, and people love stories like this.

Among them, no one cares whether the gods appear or not.

However, Wang Xiaotai clearly remembered that after Gonggong angered Buzhou Mountain, these gods had lost their source of divine power. If the current gods want to continue to become immortals and gods, they must rely on the power of faith of mortals.

Since they have to rely on the power of mortal belief, why don't they show their spirits?
There are no gods to save dying babies, no gods to try to talk to devout believers.

They don't seem to see the bruised and angry wives, nor the eager white-haired candidates, they don't even care about their temples, let it be covered with dust, and they don't care about their tribute, let those priests eat the sacrifices , nothing happens.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had actually gone to the Nine Heavens and stood in front of those gods, Wang Xiaotai would have doubted whether the gods really existed.

Can those lofty immortals see it or not?

Wang Xiaotai walked through mountains and rivers alone, watched the scorching sun and bright moon, and blew through drizzle and breeze alone.

The three years of recuperation in the old mother's palace in Lishan and the pills for strengthening the body fed by Li Jiutuan from time to time allowed her to persevere through this journey and watch all of it.

She asked them, everyone who could talk to her, what did they want in doing this?
The mother hugged her child's corpse, foolishly refusing to let go. She looked at the baby in her arms, smiled and shed tears, "What do I want? What else do I want? I want my baby to come back to life."

The white-haired candidate looked enviously at the young and strong Tanhua and his happy family in the corner, and said, "I know I shouldn't force it at my age, but I just want to pass the exam once, and I just want to know what it means to pass the exam." I feel that just once is enough, as long as I pass the exam once, I will be willing to die."

The wife who was beaten to death by her drunken husband was helped by Wang Xiaotai. Wang Xiaotai applied medicine to her. She gritted her teeth while wiping her tears and said, "What do I want? It's not easy. I want this bastard to die!"

It is difficult to satisfy other wishes, and those are things that Wang Xiaotai can't do. She can't cure diseases, summon souls, or take exams, but Wang Xiaotai can help to do this.

After the woman limped and got up and went to the street to buy vegetables and was about to come back and cook a table to thank Wang Xiaotai, Wang Xiaotai looked at the man who was snoring loudly, and heard the sound of the neighbor knocking on the wall angrily to make the man snore smaller.

Wang Xiaotai stood up, took out the red scale dagger, and gently pushed it into the man's chest.

She could even hear the blood of the man in front of her slowly spurting out.

This time she was very careful, her movements were very small, the blood splashed out only slowly soaked her clothes, and did not spray on Wang Xiaotai's face.

Pulling out the dagger, Wang Xiaotai looked at the red-scaled dagger in her hand, her movements just now were clean and beautiful, without a trace of procrastination, the red-scaled dagger was clean and not stained with blood.

Wang Xiaotai's eyes were pitch black, and the fine sunlight shone on her face but couldn't penetrate deep into her eyes, making it impossible to discern her emotions.

Since everyone in the world is suffering, I am willing to do my best to relieve suffering for the world.

　Xiaotai is stepping towards her road of proving the Tao. On this road, many people and gods are destined to die.

　　Those who stand in front of her, gods block and kill gods, and people block and kill.

　　In addition, as a deminer, Xiaotai would not have such a high sense of morality in doing things, she is not a white lotus.

　　On the road of slaying the dragon, Bai Lianhua will die a miserable death.

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