how to kill a dragon

Chapter 5: Like a Man or Like a God?
"Look at me, do I look like a human or a god?"

The weasel bared its sharp teeth and asked again, but it seemed that it had malicious intentions.

The ghostly shadow behind the weasel swayed in the wind, as if it was waiting for Wang Xiaotai to give an answer that it was not satisfied with.

"Come here, let me tell you."

Wang Xiaotai's voice was as low as a mosquito's, indistinct.

The weasel leaned forward, knowing that the little girl would not give the answer it wanted.

It approached the girl's white and thin neck, opened its big teeth, and when she finished speaking, it was ready to bite her neck.

It's been a long time since I ate human flesh, anyway, I can't become a fairy tonight, so it's better to eat meat.

It got closer and closer, and Wang Xiaotai bent her knees slightly to take care of its height.

Just when Wang Xiaotai's lips were about to touch the smelly fur of the weasel, Wang Xiaotai slowly raised her face. Her face was not as big as a palm, but it was full of [-] Buddhas and [-] demons.

The Buddha and the demon are fighting fiercely on this little face that is as pale as death.

She looked at the weasel's hair blown up by her own breath, and without warning, she suddenly burst up, swung the wooden statue in her hand, and smashed the weasel's forehead with all her strength.

At that time, there was a crisp sound on the forehead of the weasel, as if there was a sound of bone cracking.

Wang Xiaotai looked at her hands, slightly shocked, how could her strength suddenly become so great?

But now is obviously not the time to think about these things.

After a while it is still not enough.

Wang Xiaotai kicked the weasel, which was a head shorter than herself, to the ground, knelt down on the weasel, suppressed the weasel with her whole body, raised the wooden statue in her hand, and continued to hit the weasel on the head once, twice , three times...

A hot flash surged through Wang Xiaotai's body, and Wang Xiaotai felt that her whole body was ignited by this hot current, her blood was boiling, her breathing became scorching hot, and her strength was getting stronger and stronger.

Wang Xiaotai felt that the current self could strangle a cow, and this inexplicable power made her excited.

Wang Xiaotai didn't stop until the weasel stopped struggling and passed out on the ground.

Her whole body trembled, her chest heaved violently, and she gasped for breath. Looking at the weasel lying on the ground, she trembled her fingers and tested the weasel's breath, which was weak but still there.

The weasel just fainted.

That inexplicable strength also gradually disappeared along with her relaxed muscles, and disappeared into her inner organs.

That strange piece of meat and that elixir are slowly melting into her body, transforming everything about her.

But Wang Xiaotai hasn't learned how to look inside, so naturally she doesn't know what kind of changes have taken place inside her body.

Heaving a sigh of relief, the blood-stained wooden statue fell to the side, staring at the bright moon in the sky with blank eyes.

Under the moonlight, Wang Xiaotai curled up on the ground and started to cry. She thought she had killed someone, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't die, and my luck can't get worse. I want revenge, and I want to go to Mount Tai, really. , I'm really, really sorry!"

Looking at the unconscious weasel, Wang Xiaotai wiped away her tears, thought for a while, tore off a corner of her clothes, pressed on the weasel's bleeding wound, and pressed hard for a while.

When its bleeding stopped, Wang Xiaotai took out the change of clothes that Changsheng put in the storage bag in the dim moonlight, chose a coat, tore it into long strips, and tied the weasel firmly to the tree. Worried that she hadn't tied it tightly enough, she tightened the straps again.

After confirming that it was tied firmly, the night was already very deep. Wang Xiaotai looked at the sky, and guessed that it would be dawn in the near future, so she didn't sleep at all tonight, and continued to move forward until she arrived at the Jianfohu Dance Troupe. rest.

Wang Xiaotai picked up the wooden statue, wiped off the blood on it with a leaf, and put it back in the storage bag.

Fortunately, the wooden statue is only the size of a palm, and it fits perfectly in the hand.

If it's too big, she won't be able to hold it in her hand, if it's too small, it won't do any damage, it's just the right size to smash a person's skull, and I don't know what material it's made of.

Before leaving, Wang Xiaotai thought about it, worried that the straps were too tight for the weasel to break free, so she went over, untied one strap, and moved the strap down.

In this way, as long as the weasel hops hard, it can reach the strap by stretching its claws upwards.

"I'm sorry, you should find someone else to ask for the title. I still have important things to do, and I really can't help you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Regardless of whether the weasel could hear it or not, Wang Xiaotai clasped his hands together and muttered to himself.

After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaotai also put a piece of clean corn cake beside the weasel, within its reach, took a deep look at the unconscious weasel, and left here without looking back.

Seeing the Buddha Lake in front and the corpse of Jinghe River eight hundred miles behind, she couldn't stop.

The moon is shining brightly and reflected on the lake, the reflection is dazzling, the night is as cold as water, but touching the water in the lake is warm to the touch, seeing the Buddha lake, getting lost in the sea of ​​bitterness, seeing the Buddha in bloom, it is not summer now, there are only a few sparse remnants in the lake There is no lotus, no fish show, and even the noisy frogs are asleep at this time and there is no sound.

Wang Xiaotai took out the wooden statue again with the warm lake water, cleaned it, placed the statue on the stone by the lake, knelt down on the ground, bowed his back humbly, put his hands together, and prayed sincerely, "The world is clear, I am alone Dim, the world is watching, I am alone, depressed, my way is incomplete, my way is not benevolent."

She has never been to school, and her mother taught her to read, but she has not started to read formally. She knows all these words and can memorize them easily, but she doesn't know what the combination of these words means. It's okay if I can't explain them all. I understand, but am I being unkind?Which god in the world would say that I am not benevolent?How can the unkind god save the believers?
Wang Xiaotai didn't ask, and she didn't want to. Changsheng said that eating that piece of meat would give her more opportunities for revenge. She believed it. After eating it, Changsheng said that the statue could help her at critical times, and she also believed it.

Because she really can't help it, the fire of revenge is burning in her heart, she rarely feels sleepy except when she is in a coma, she tried to sleep but still can't sleep, her body is lying on the soft bed, but as long as she closes her eyes, She will return to that miserable burning hell.

She always wakes up panting on the soft quilt, like a nightmare she has escaped for a long time. Candlelight and moonlight reflect into those bright eyes, and the moonlight tears off all the disguise, revealing killing intent.

"What are you offering?"

On the eve of the morning, before the sun had risen, there was silence by the Buddha Lake, and a person stood quietly behind Wang Xiaotai.

Wang Xiaotai stuffed the wooden god statue into her storage bag and looked at the visitor vigilantly.

This person's footsteps were extremely soft, and there was almost no sound when he stepped on the ground. He stood not far behind Wang Xiaotai like a ghost, looking at her curiously.

It was a beautiful girl in a white dress.

There is a face that was grown up with kindness, her eyebrows are like Qingdai, her eyes are flowing, more sparkling than the water in the Buddha Lake, and a pair of jade hands are holding a small palace lantern. In the darkness, she is the moonlight lake light The only light outside.

She is also a girl, compared to her, Wang Xiaotai really lives up to her name, she is Qinglian swaying in the moonlight, and Xiaotai is just Xiaotai.

Dusty, inconspicuous, with furrowed brows, a defensive posture, full of hostility, and even blood stains on his face.

"Why are you here alone?"

The girl in white came to Wang Xiaotai's side like a gust of wind, she saw Wang Xiaotai's face clearly under the light, she was not surprised at all, raised her snow-white sleeves, and moved close to Wang Xiaotai's face, Wang Xiaotai shrank subconsciously and backed away Half step, "dirty..."

The girl in white smiled very softly, her brows stretched out, and she spoke with a smile that made people forget their minds.

She took half a step forward, gently wiped off the blood on Wang Xiaotai's face with her snow-white sleeves, "Wipe it clean, won't it be dirty?"

At this moment, besides the moonlight and the lake, she is the only stunning beauty.

　It is necessary to record the excellent comments from Xu Yaowen's classmate: In ancient times, Wu Song beat the tiger, but now I see the little moss crouching on the mouse.

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