[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 59: Mud Buddha (11)

The four rested in the cellar for a while and decided to return.

The gods made threads, and several strands of golden light were twisted into a thick rope, which wrapped around the entire surface of the wooden box and imprisoned the treacherous statue inside.

The God of the River motioned to Zhao You: "Okay, try it."

Only Zhao You was not affected by the god statue, and he had to rely on him to bring the god statue back. The pure gold statue is one person tall, and the wooden box is full of iron nails, making it even more difficult to start. In the end, the God of the River took the lead and cast spells to reduce Zhao You's burden.

Zhao You looked at the rope made of golden light, but his mind was full of the beauty of the revived Bodhisattva just now, and he was lost in thought.

The River God waited patiently for a while before the golden rope hit Zhao You on the side.

"Why are you in a daze?"

"Oh, oh oh."

Zhao You responded quickly and vaguely, he stretched out his hand, and the ends of the four ropes were automatically tied under his armpits. With a heavy load on his body, his eyes fluttered, It looks like it has no purpose, and it is full of cellars, and it is the last time I dare to see what I really want to see.

Lin Huaisheng was also watching him, the inexplicable Zhao You was a little flustered, he suddenly held his breath, as if he was going to show someone, but the momentum was so violent that he almost fell forward with the box.

After Zhao You finally stood firm, he looked at everyone in blank dismay.

"So...it's not heavy?"

Lin Huaisheng was actually relieved for him.

Suddenly, Wang Yang said: "Can you not be so rash? If the golden body falls out, we will all be ruined."

As a close friend, Wang Yang's tone was a little rushed, as if there was some evil fire in his heart like. Just now he avoided Lin Huaisheng's overtures, and the scene was embarrassing for a while, but he himself went straight to the corner as if he didn't realize it, and ignored everyone. It would be the first words he had spoken in a long time.

Zhao You has a good temper, but he is not a good person, so he stabbed him immediately.

"Wang Yang, did you speak so aggressively after eating gunpowder?"

The conflict between the two came inexplicably, just when Lin Huaisheng was thinking about whether to persuade him, Wang Yang didn't respond anymore. He was leaning against a dark corner, making it impossible to understand what was going on in his heart.

After all, Zhao You didn't want to quarrel with his friends. He pursed his lips, realizing that he was a little too aggressive, and the subsequent slander was so soft that only he could understand it.

"It's going to be like a squib again..." He

Shen finished watching coldly, and said, "Then let's go now."

"Go back early to avoid unexpected accidents."

He Shen calmly stated: "I have a hunch that this statue The weirdness is more than that. As long as you keep the statue with you, more things will happen later."

The words of the River God are actually a kind of subtle reminder and temptation, but no one proposes to keep the golden body. Down. Although they never had an open and formal discussion about the ownership and use of the statue, they also tacitly knew that the statue could not stay here.

Lin Huaisheng said: "I agree with Mr. He."

"Zhao You." Zhao You,

who was called by Lin Huaisheng, subconsciously grasped the rope, straightened his back, and poked the wooden box straight at the gap in the cellar. Lin Huaisheng let go of the handle of the umbrella in his hand, and the oil-paper umbrella flew towards Zhao You, finally covering him and the wooden box. But Lin Huaisheng himself has no barriers.

"Bodhisattva!"

When Zhao You saw it, he became anxious immediately, and even Wang Yang's expression changed. In their anxiety, both of them forgot that Lin Huaisheng was no longer what he used to be.

Lin Huaisheng smiled and said: "It's okay, you hold on."

"Bodhisattva, your body..."

"No problem." At some point

, the God of the River walked up to Bodhisattva and stood side by side with him. There was a slight gap between them, but no one could step in. . Zhao You figured it out later, it turned out that gods and gods are so compatible... His tongue suddenly seemed to be eaten by a cat, Zhao You didn't say anything, just nodded vaguely. So is Wang Yang.

Lin Huaisheng said to Zhao You: "Thank you for remembering. Even though he is a clay bodhisattva, if he does nothing, it is too unreasonable."

At first he asked Zhao You to approach him, but in the end it was the Bodhisattva approaching. The bodhisattva's toes are slightly pointing, and his body is as light as a swallow when he crosses the watery ground. The top of his head and the top of his feet make people tremble and fear him everywhere. He is as light as his silk gauze.

Zhao You couldn't help but look at him, look at the armlets on the snow-white skin of the Bodhisattva, he didn't know what he wanted to see, maybe it was just that Wang Yang was holding it tightly before, he had no chance to see it, so now he uses a kind of compensation The mentality is making up. Zhao You looked carefully enough to see that there was nothing there. The Bodhisattva is a clay body, and the Bodhisattva is also a god. No matter how tightly a mortal holds it, there will be no trace left. The armband is not a symbol of a Bodhisattva, nor is it the essence of a Bodhisattva, it is just an icing on the cake decoration. What is he looking at? It turned out that he just didn't dare to look at anything.

Zhao You felt that his mind was in a mess, and all the complicated emotions were colliding. He didn't catch any of them, let alone figure it out. This powerlessness made him feel timid when facing Lin Huaisheng, as if he Not qualified to stand in front of the Bodhisattva.

Suddenly, Zhao You felt warm all over his body, and all the wrinkled clothes on his body after being soaked by the rain were warmed and dried. He had to look at Bodhisattva.

Lin Huaisheng pointed to the breach in the roof of the cellar. The rain was still pouring down, but the sky was completely dark. In the misty and heavy rain, the darkness came without warning.

"You said before that it was uncomfortable to sleep in wet clothes at night. Zhao You, you have worked hard all the way. If you persist for a while, we will be able to go back soon."

Zhao You's mind was empty for a moment.

Those insignificant words at the start were suddenly thrown back solemnly by the Bodhisattva, and Zhao You caught them clumsily, but he would rather hold them in a daze than let them go. It turned out that Wang Yang didn't want to let go, which made him so embarrassed.

"Bodhisattva," Zhao You asked suddenly, "Do you have any requirements for believers?"

Lin Huaisheng was surprised by his words.

Before the Bodhisattva could answer, the River God responded, "You are not good enough."

Zhao You subconsciously asked: "Why can't I?"

River God seemed to be calmer when facing stupid but sincere humans like Zhao You: "Boy, can you explain clearly why you are so special in this mountain?" Is it?"

Zhao You said, "Because I'm not from here..."

He was repeating everyone's inferences before, but his voice became quieter, and he somewhat understood the meaning of the River God. He came from outside the mountain and has no beliefs. He is incompatible with everything here, so no one can determine whether it is a special thing or a superposition of all kinds of special things. This is the only example of Zhao You's specialness at the moment.

From the current point of view, they need Zhao You and Zhao You's specialness, so the safest way is not to let Zhao You change in any way.

Of course Zhao You understands that the overall situation must come first, but for an ordinary individual like "Zhao You", he suddenly felt a sense of grievance and unwillingness to fail. He gained the courage to look directly at the Bodhisattva, hoping to learn his true heart from the Bodhisattva. His body was dry, but his eyes were still wet, like a poor stray puppy on a street corner on a rainy day. The sincerity of youth is the grandest and cheapest, and Zhao You has no way to prove that his sincerity is unique enough, not to mention that Bodhisattva has seen too many sincerities, so he will not be moved by it.

So he said: "After you go out." The

young man was making a promise, and he was also asking for a promise from the Bodhisattva.

"After I leave, can I worship you?"

Lin Huaisheng nodded.

"Let's go, I will open the way ahead, and I will trouble Mr. He and Wang Yang to take care of Zhao You in the back. It's night, everyone be careful."

...

The rain at night made the bleakness of Han Qiu even more, and the surroundings were dark and dead. Zhao You was carrying a wooden box, and he needed to look down at his feet from time to time to avoid stepping on the air. An extra golden rope was extended from the wooden box on his back, held by the river god at the end of the team, to share the weight of the statue for Zhao You, and to prevent the regeneration of the statue midway. There is a solitary light in front of Zhao You, and Zhao You follows the shadow holding the lamp step by step.

The Bodhisattva's behavior is too old-fashioned, oil-paper umbrellas, long-handled lamps, and it is unknown when the Bodhisattva lived. The figure behind the rain curtain was faint, Zhao You stared hard under the umbrella, but it became more and more blurred, and finally the lamp fainted the Bodhisattva. The mud under their feet disappeared, perhaps they were not staggering on the road, but passing through the wind and rain corridor.

Later, everyone has a lamp in their hands. Zhao You got the most. Lin Huaisheng made the lamps smaller, and made clever threads of silver light. Each lamp was tied to the edge of Zhao You's umbrella. When the wind blows the lamps, they are rare fireflies at night. Of course Zhao You knew that fireflies didn't look like this, he came from a foreign country and a city with reinforced concrete, but at this moment, he was willing to believe that this was the firefly given to him by the Bodhisattva.

Zhao You shook his head amusingly, and the umbrella swayed with him.

"I'm like a glowing mushroom."

Wang Yang's voice came from behind: "All the beautiful ones are poisonous mushrooms."

"Look aside, do you see the snakes in the bushes? They are beautiful and poisonous."

Zhao You Nothing was seen, but that was even more terrifying.

"Really?!"

He suspected that his friend was deliberately lying to him, so that he could embarrass himself.

In the end, even Lin Huaisheng said, "It didn't dare to come here. In fact, there were deer just now. I didn't expect that after the heavy rain and flood, people and gods could not move an inch, but there was a glimmer of life for vegetation and animals."

Suddenly, the river god shouted: "Huaisheng.

Lin Huaisheng replied: "Well, I saw it." Zhao

You and Wang Yang didn't quite understand it yet, but Lin Huaisheng stopped, and they also stopped.

The four of them stopped in place for a while, not knowing what they were waiting for, but gradually, there was movement in the sparse bushes, as if something was running towards them. Zhao You subconsciously tightened the rope of the wooden box and made a defensive posture. The next moment, two or three panicked faces emerged from the bushes. The lamp in Lin Huaisheng's hand illuminated their appearance, and the heavy rain drenched them all. Everyone's face was pale, but the strange thing was that there was not a single wound on their face or body. On the contrary, their faces looked greasy Yes, the rain seems to be dripping down the face layer by layer.

The light illuminated the ecstasy of these villagers, but when they saw the person in front of them clearly, they thought they had encountered the most terrifying thing in the world and began to flee in a panic.

"Bodhisattva...!" "It's a

Bodhisattva!

"

Suddenly, the shadows of those villagers could no longer be seen.

With the protection of the Bodhisattva, Zhao You should be warm all over now, but his teeth began to chatter unconsciously.

"Then, those, they..."

Wang Yang's voice was also tense: "It's those people who escaped from the temple during the day!"

These people are not phantoms by the river, but real people who are indeed alive. But everyone saw with their own eyes that they were washed away by the heavy rain, leaving only a pair of skeletons. Why did they see them as if they were safe and sound at night?