Chapter 12: The Little Monk with a Guilty Burden

Zhuo Jinghua is easy-going, and he didn't get angry when he heard this, but generously admitted, "Yes, yes, look at me, the old problem of dropping the bookbag has been committed again." Come on, let's not talk about that. He casually pointed at Liu Sha and said, "Liu Sha, since Miss Xiang was brought back by you, you can tell everyone about the situation at that time." ”

Liu Sha subconsciously glanced at Xiang Qingwu, saw that the other party was expressionless, and was a little apprehensive in her heart, and said the matter selectively, but did not say that Wang Yang was killed by Xiang Qingwu, but said that she was injured and fled. Everyone felt thrilled just by listening to it, and even more embarrassed after listening to it.

"This Wang Yang is really not a good thing, I said that Professor Zhuo, you shouldn't have let him join."

"That's it, he looks like a thief, and he's really a thief."

"It's a pity that he let him escape!"

"That's it!"

Everyone, you and I are crusading word by word, and Zhuo Jinghua had to raise his hand to interrupt everyone, and sighed helplessly and said, "Okay! Don't talk about it, presumably Wang Yang has also tasted the bitterness, since the things have been recovered, let him pass the past. ”

Thinking that Wang Yang was dead, Liu Sha felt weak, she looked sideways at Xiang Qingwu beside her with the mentality of sympathy, thinking that the other party was at least a little guilty, but she didn't think that she was listening to everyone with a frank face, and nodded from time to time to echo, and the appearance of staying out of the matter made Liu Sha feel a chill for no reason.

Xiang Qingwu felt Liu Sha's gaze, smiled at her, opened her thin lips slightly, and asked with a chuckle in a voice that only each other could hear, "What?" Regretted it? ”

With a "hum", Liu Sha only felt that the cold blood rushed to the top of her head, turning into a trembling, she gritted her teeth and shook her head, "No, Wang Yang deserves it." ”

Xiang Qingwu raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, smiled, and stopped answering.

Liu Sha took a deep breath and forced herself to divert her attention from Xiang Qingwu.

She took off her backpack and handed it to Zhuo Jinghua, "This is what I snatched back from Wang Yang, except for the ones that were eaten for Sister Qingwu, the rest are here." After saying that, Liu Sha bit her lip and thought about it, but still asked what was in her heart, "Professor Zhuo, Zhu Zhicheng, is he dead?" ”

The room was suddenly silent, and everyone's faces showed panic and sadness, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Xiang Qingwu listened to them with his chin in mind, quiet and almost nonexistent.

After a while, Zhuo Jinghua sighed heavily, and said apologetically, "In the morning, he found that his things were missing, thinking that we had stolen them, so he made trouble with everyone." You also know the current situation on the river beach, and Zhu Zhicheng doesn't know who to target him for his trouble. We didn't find anyone at breakfast, so we realized the seriousness of the matter, and finally Shao Ji and they found him on the beach, and when they picked him up, he was already cold. ”

"Pity that kid, last night he also said that today was originally his birthday, he went to the supermarket to buy food and drink and said that he was going home, but he didn't expect that God didn't open his eyes, and let him come to such a hell, not a day, the person was gone, and when he died, he didn't even have a clothes to cover his body."

"Those brutes, it's only been a few days, and they've forgotten that they're a human being! If I see who took Zhu Zhicheng's blue clothes, I will definitely beat him up without knowing him! The men cursed indignantly.

Blue clothes? Xiang Qingwu suddenly remembered where he seemed to have seen it when he came, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"People come with stripes, and when they leave, they don't have anything striped. Okay, don't mention this matter anymore, these foods were brought by Zhu Zhicheng, and now that the others are gone, how do you think about it? Zhuo Jinghua was unexpectedly very open to life and death, he poured out all the things in his backpack and spread them out so that everyone could see them clearly.

Xiang Qingwu keenly heard the sound of everyone swallowing saliva, and glanced up, everyone was staring at the food with an almost greedy gaze, Xiang Qingwu was sure that if it wasn't for Zhuo Jinghua sitting here, the food would have been sold out long ago.

In the end, everyone unanimously decided to hand over the food to Zhuo Jinghua, and then Zhuo Jinghua distributed it every day.

"Miss Xiang, if you don't mind, you can join our team, don't worry, we are different from the Hong Gang, we don't have so many rules, and we won't ask you to hand over everything. I believe that as long as we are united, we can always overcome any difficulties. Zhuo Jinghua said with a sincere face.

Liu Sha opened her mouth and finally swallowed back the words of persuasion, to be honest, she felt that Xiang Qingwu was too uncertain, and she did not hesitate at all when she killed Wang Yang, and then she had no remorse, although she did save herself, but now Liu Sha's fear of her has far exceeded her gratitude.

Xiang Qingwu naturally didn't care about Liu Sha's feelings, she just felt that she didn't know about the situation on the island, although it was convenient to act alone, it was not safe, and everyone here came from very strangely, before figuring out these things, the safest way was undoubtedly to continue to stay here, so she responded almost without much thought.

Then Wang Yu came in and spread the word that another newcomer was coming, and Zhuo Jinghua was busy entertaining the newcomer, so he asked Liu Sha to take Xiang Qingwu to familiarize himself with the surrounding environment.

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The wind blows in the face and the damp smell of the forest, the noisy chatter of the contractors comes from all directions, and the sparkling water in the distance reflects the dazzling sunlight.

Xiang Qingwu walked on the river beach, the soles of her feet would be stained with pebble moss every step she took, soft and slippery, reaching out to touch the position of her chest, she could feel the powerful beating of her heart and the heat of the blood running around her.

There is no doubt that all this is true.

Because of Xiang Wantong, she has left Wushan, left Yuelan Country, and came to a completely unfamiliar world.

"Hey, something seems to have happened over there." Liu Sha stopped suddenly.

Xiang Qingwu's thoughts were interrupted, she followed the prestige, and saw a group of people gathered in front of her, as if something big had happened, and the crowd of onlookers was very emotional.

"I'll go see what's going on, Sister Qingwu, you're waiting for me here." Liu Sha said, pulled her legs and ran over, and at the same time secretly breathed a sigh of relief, staying with Xiang Qingwu was really a torture for her.

Xiang Qingwu was about to follow, but suddenly heard a strange knocking sound from the jungle, the sound was like a bamboo board regularly hitting a stone, which was vaguely mixed with vague fragmented thoughts. The voice was very small, if it weren't for Xiang Qingwu's hearing being more acute than ordinary people because of her martial arts practice, she would probably ignore it.

At this time, Xiang Qingwu remembered one thing that Liu Sha had mentioned, the first people to enter the island found the inscription in the forest by the river beach, and the name of the Seven Islands was learned from that inscription.

Xiang Qingwu thought for a moment and turned around and walked towards the forest, maybe she could get some useful news from the inscription.

Light shone obliquely through the gaps in the forest, and the sunlight gathered behind him. The gray monk's robe was stained with dirt and blades of grass, and his panicked gaze was clean and pure, but when he raised his eyes to look at Xiang Qingwu, he was so clear and fearless.

Xiang Qingwu was stunned, she had seen all kinds of eyes, fearful, greedy, envious, and even hateful, but the other party's gaze was something she had never experienced. He regarded her as a vast number of beings, no different from others, and the pity in his eyes seemed to be innate, "Amitabha, the little monk is deeply sinful. ”

Before he could speak, the other party had already admitted that he was guilty, Xiang Qingwu couldn't help but smile and asked, "Why did the little master say this?" ”

"My Buddha is merciful, but the little monk has repeatedly created bad karma, and today he has fallen into the ghost path, which is really cause and effect, Amitabha." After the little monk finished speaking, his immature face was full of self-blame and remorse.

Xiang Qingwu noticed that there was a pile of gnawed bones behind the little monk, the firewood was still burning, half of the leftover raw meat was being placed on the leaves, and the most ironic thing was that there was a wooden fish next to it.

Xiang Qingwu raised his eyebrows and deliberately poked at the sore spot, "Ah, the little master has killed." ”

"Amitabha, the little monk is deeply sinful." The little monk recited the Buddha's name in shame, turned around and sat down cross-legged, kowtowed his eyes, picked up the wooden fish and tapped it while chanting the words, "Nan Wu Amitaba will ...... him at night"

Xiang Qingwu couldn't help laughing, what the little monk recited was actually "The Curse of Death".

"I heard that the animals on this seven-story island are inedible, and the little master eats this-" Xiang Qingwu deliberately stretched his voice and walked to the opposite side of the little monk, half-squatting, and looked at him with a smile, "It can't be human flesh, right?" ”

This little monk is quite handsome, with red lips and white teeth, fine skin and tender meat, just like Tang Sanzang written in the book. Judging from the ring scar on the top of his head, he should have entered the temple at a very young age, but I don't know which master he practiced under him, and he broke the killing ring in just a few days, if nothing else, this is not the first time he has killed.

"Amitabha, sins and sins, the little monk is as timid as a mouse, how dare he kill someone! Don't talk nonsense about this female benefactor! The little monk explained anxiously, his face pale with fright.

"Oh? Since it's not human flesh, why aren't you afraid of white caterpillars? Xiang Qingwu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the little monk's hand, and asked clearly word by word, "Little, master, father, you should talk about it!" ”

The little monk's heart trembled suddenly, his hands trembled, his face instantly turned from pale to red, and he wanted to withdraw his hand but found that the other party's strength was amazing, and when he met her playful gaze, a feeling of being molested strongly stimulated the little monk's self-esteem, and his anxious tears were about to come out, "Amitabha!" Amitabha! Color is empty is color, men and women do not kiss, female donors are self-respecting, self-respecting! ”

Xiang Qingwu pretended to be confused, and threatened, "I'm almost starved into a piece of paper, what is the weight of myself, if the little master doesn't tell the truth again, I will be searched." ”