Eighteen years ago, Yunshang fainted on the grass at the entrance of their village.

Enthusiastic villagers helped her build a house, reclaim wasteland, and settle her.

Eight months later, Yunshang gave birth to a baby boy.

When the baby boy croaked and fell to the ground, a vision fell from the sky.

A golden lotus fell from the sky, covering the newly built houses of the villagers for Yunshang, and the Buddha light cast by the golden lotus shone for three days and three nights.

The baby boy was named "Aji".

When Ah Zhi was half a year old, he chased and frolicked with the big yellow dog in the village.

When you are six years old, you can wrestle with adults and win them one by one.

When he was ten years old, he could fall a ploughing ox with his bare hands.

When he was fifteen years old, in the mountains within a radius of thirty miles from the village, all the big insects and fierce beasts that hurt people were chased away by Ah Zhi.

When he was seventeen years old, he climbed the cliff to the east of the village with his bare hands, becoming the first person to walk out of the village for hundreds of thousands of years.

A few months later, Aji returned.

It's just that when he left, he was full of vigor and force. When I returned, I was depressed and stubborn.

Another half a year.

The invisible plague spread in the village one after another.

In the following year, 32 people in the village died violently.

It's isolated, it's a paradise, and it's also a prison for locking people.

They can't find a cure, and they can't escape from this deep valley.

There is no way to heaven and no door to the earth.

If there is a ferocious epidemic that dies when it is touched, then it is not enough, everyone dies, and everyone dies in the sky.

But this plague has an incubation period.

They all know that they will die, but they don't know when they will die. The process of waiting for death is more desperate and crazy than death itself.

From the initial panic, then to madness, then to despair, until the heart is like ashes.

The villagers probably figured out that the plague should have been brought back to the village by Aji.

But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the villagers have troubled Ah Zhi and Yunshang countless times, and the knives for cutting vegetables and the axes for chopping wood have been used.

People have been dying, but Aji, who was the first to suffer from the plague, and Yunsheng, who was the first to be infected with the plague, have been strong and alive.

The family moved to the easternmost part of the valley, at the foot of the cliff, and cut off contact with the village.

......

So the villagers hated the outsiders to death.

"It's an outsider again!"

"Arrest them, put them in a pigsty!"

"Let them catch the plague too!"

"Haha, no one can escape!"

The villagers went crazy and gloated.

The monk and the blind goddess were calm and indifferent.

"This is not a plague. Yan Xiaowu poked her nose and sniffed hard.

"That's right. The middle-aged monk responded to her: "This is a curse. ”

The calmness and calmness of the two infuriated the villagers even more, and they rushed forward angrily, shouting: "Arrest! Arrest!"

"Amitabha. ”

The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

He turned his head and said unhurriedly to Yan Xiaowu: "The two Bodhi fruits on your body can save them, and one Bodhi fruit can save one person." ”

This way "walking", the middle-aged monk with a cigarette dance, not a dime, not a penny, in the posture of things, to see the world's everything, strange, and varied.

Yan Xiaowu was suddenly puzzled, she didn't understand why the middle-aged monk suddenly pointed at her.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative to participate.

Although he only moved his mouth a little.

The middle-aged monk's voice was not low, so the villagers who rushed over also heard it.

"Help me!

"Help my son! He's only a year old, he doesn't deserve to die!"

"Save me! I want to be a cow and a horse!"

"I would like to make a promise to ...... person"

"Please......"

People scrambled to rush over.

If they live, no one wants to die.

"However, only two people can be saved. Yan Xiaowu clutched the Bodhi fruit in her palm, embarrassed.

"When you've discussed it, come to us to get the antidote. The middle-aged monk said, stretching out an invisible wall of qi and separating the crowd.

led Yan Xiaowu into the village.

It's just that no one knows that the middle-aged monk deceived Yan Xiaowu and everyone.

In fact, one Bodhi fruit is enough to save all of them.