Chapter 11: Recovery
Bang Feng suddenly remembered something, and called out to the people who were leaving: "Don't forget to tell today's words to the three of your accomplices who were not present." ”
"Yes, yes, yes. The men replied in unison. Although the mountain ghost does not have the momentum of the mountain god, he has his own innate sense of trembling that makes the person who meets his eyes feel unbearable, as if his heart is easily held in his pale hands, which makes people feel cold all over the body. I just want to escape, even if the promised conditions are difficult to achieve after careful consideration.
The other people who remained in the temple also waited with bated breath and remained motionless, the next instruction of this killing god.
The little girl who was victim next to the idol finally couldn't stop crying, I don't know if it was because of pain or fear.
Her arm had been shattered by a strange force, and there was not a single intact bone, so she could only lie on her stomach. The mother beside her was distressed and scared, so she could only hold the girl's back to express comfort.
At this moment the head of an upside-down teenager fell in front of the woman, and when she was about to scream, Bang Feng spoke: "Does it hurt?" He pointed back to his heart, but asked the mother.
The woman nodded tremblingly, avoiding the glow of inquiry.
Seeing that the woman was more painful than the child, Bang Feng decided to help her regardless of her previous suspicions: "Go to the mountain of rest, grab a handful of sand and soil there with tears, half of it will be wiped on her arm, and half will be wiped on her arm." If you are sincere, the gods will grant your wishes. Finally he pretended to add this sentence, which he had learned from the old bald donkey.
The woman whispered thanks, but the snow-haired boy was impatient to end this boring and fruitless meeting early, and said, "Okay, remember this distress, don't teach the child to lie at this time tomorrow." ”
The woman couldn't help but be shocked, it turned out that the look she had stopped just now had not hidden the eyes of this killing god. This god of killing has long seen that he is also one of the people who stole gold in the first place.
The woman's painful expression of guilt, fear and distress was all in Bang Feng's eyes, Bang Feng nodded with satisfaction and mockery, it seemed that he had fully understood, and whispered: "It's not too early, I should just go back to see if the charity god has woken up." ”
After that, the figure is hidden in the statue. There was silence in the mountain temple, only the strong smell of blood, which could not be removed.