After a while, outside the cave, an old nun came to rest.

She has a bald head, a big white face, and a nun's shirt that is sewn and mended, but in her hand, she is holding a luxurious tin staff inlaid with various precious stones.

She sat cross-legged outside the cave, placed the precious tin staff on her lap, and took out a bowl and a bamboo tube from her baggage.

In the bowl was dry food wrapped in oiled paper, and in the bamboo tube was the spring water that had just been drawn at the foot of the mountain.

The old nun looked at the scenery below the mountain with grace, and began to eat the dry food with the clear spring water in the mountains, and was comfortable and proud.

After eating, she had to hurry again.

She had to climb over the hill and get to the next town before it got dark.

So, she didn't mean to go into this dark cave.

But Xiao Yunsheng, who was in swaddling clothes, seemed to sense her presence.

After being quiet for three days, she used her last strength to cry loudly.

"Wow-wow-"

The voice was loud and full of energy, like a boy's cry.

The old nun put down the water and food in her hand, got up, and walked towards the cave with the glittering golden jeweled tin staff.

......

In the cave, Xiao Yunshang was wrapped in white fox swaddling clothes, and Lin Xiuran stood aside in green clothes.

One of them cried, the other stared silently.

It's just that the old nun who entered the cave only found Xiao Yunshang on the stone bed, but didn't see Lin Xiuran standing aside.

Lin Xiuran is not from this world, he is just a passer-by, a bystander.

He is in this world, and he can't do anything.

Because, these are things that have already happened!

......

"Amitabha, what kind of ruthless father and mother is this, throwing the child in this wilderness, and not afraid of being bitten by the tiger and wolf!"

The old nun muttered.

When Xiao Yunsheng saw the old nun in front of her, she immediately stopped crying.

Instead, there was a "chirp-" smile.

This made the old nun like her at once.

is a sensible child, does not make trouble, and can feed.

The old nun picked her up and parted her white fox fur to see her sex.

If it was a boy, she would send her to a town below the mountain to be a son to a childless family, and if it was a girl, no one wanted her, so she would take her back to the nunnery and let her practice as she pleased.

"It's a girl!

The old nun had expected it.

Probably, just because she is a girl, she will be abandoned!

"Let's go, follow me back to the nunnery. ”

......

In the blink of an eye, another decade has passed.

The little Yunsheng, who was crying loudly in swaddling clothes, has become a little nun with a bare head.

She was given the name of Dharma by the old nun, called Jingsheng.

Because her eyes are as dark as bright, she has a pair of talking eyes, like a pool of clear and clear spring water, and because when she was found, there was a word "clothes" on her body.

It was probably the name her mother or father had left her.

Around the little nun in clean clothes, there is also a group of little nuns of her age.

They are all children who have been abandoned by their parents and have no one to want, just like themselves.

But here, she alone is the most special.

The other nuns were either disabled in their legs, or in their hands, or in serious illnesses that prevented them from moving vigorously, and that was why they were abandoned by their parents.

And she is the only one, her hands are fine, her feet are fine, and she is all right everywhere in her body, and she is very healthy.

It's good, of course, but it's not good either.

Because, when she was a healthy little nun in the whole nunnery, the heavy responsibility of carrying water at the bottom of the mountain fell on her without accident.

So, on this day at the age of ten, she had a new job.

Every day, at dawn, go down the mountain to fetch water.

It made her miserable.

But the days went by day after day.

Then, another three years passed.

One day, at the foot of this mountain, a middle-aged woodcutter suddenly came to look fierce.

She went down the mountain to fetch water, and he went up the mountain to chop wood.

They always have an intersection.

Jingshang was scared enough by her at first, but after more contact with him, she realized that he was not as bad as she imagined, he was a good person, he was just a little fierce.

Then, on one occasion, her foot twisted, and the middle-aged woodcutter happened to pass by, not only carrying her on his back, but also helping her carry the water up the mountain.

After that, they're done.

When the little nun in clean clothes wants to be lazy, she will always ask him to help her carry water up the mountain, and the middle-aged woodcutter who looks fierce will always agree.

It's just that whenever the old nun is not there, after the middle-aged woodcutter arrives at the nunnery, he will always say that he is too tired to go into the nunnery to drink saliva after this trip.

Although she was embarrassed, the little nun always unloaded the mill and killed the donkey, crossed the bridge and drew the board, and disagreed.

Because the old nun said that when she left, they could not let outsiders into the nunnery, otherwise there would be danger.

The old nun told her thousands of instructions, and the little nun always remembered that she never promised the middle-aged woodcutter to enter the nunnery, but every time she silently scooped a bowl of water for him at the door.

But after a long time, she will be embarrassed and unable to refuse.

Finally, one time, the old nun left the nunnery again and went out to run errands at the foot of the mountain.

The middle-aged woodcutter was thirsty again, and wanted to go in and drink water.

This time, the little nun in clean clothes did not refuse, she opened the door and let the middle-aged woodcutter in.

......

"Alas, it turns out that this is also the source. ”

Lin Xiuran, who had been by Yunshang's side and watched her grow up, shook her head at this time.

The middle-aged woodcutter, looking at the fierce and vicious, was actually even more vicious in his heart.

The enchantment set by the old nun will never be able to enter unless the people in the nunnery agree to it.

But once he agreed, he was able to go straight in.

As Lin Xiuran expected, when the middle-aged woodcutter entered the nunnery, he immediately revealed his fierce appearance.

He flashed his woodcutter.

This woodcutter has been chopping firewood for several years, but in fact, its real purpose is to kill people and dissect hearts.

Dissect the "Seven Exquisite Hearts".

He is Yunshang's father, and after he captured Yunshang's mother, Yunling, he killed her and cut her into pieces, and then ate her whole.

He thought that in this way, he had obtained the "Seven Exquisite Hearts", and from then on, the immortal road was smooth.

It's a pity that he was one step late.

That heart has been passed down from generation to generation, to his daughter Yunshang.

He inquired for many years, and then, finally, found out about his daughter.

She was adopted by an old nun who had attained enlightenment and was kept in a nunnery.

There were many girls in the nunnery, and he didn't recognize her, and every time the old nun left, he would set up an enchantment to prevent outsiders from entering, and he didn't want to startle the snake.

So, he lurked at the foot of the hill in this nunnery, waiting for his chance.

Eventually, he managed to trick her into trusting her and entered the nunnery.

All the little nuns, exposed to his woodcutter.

......

Blood was spilled, human heads fell to the ground, and beating hearts were cut open by him and dug out.

The middle-aged woodcutter who had become kind and kind in the eyes of the little nun in clean clothes returned to the fierce and evil spirit.

He turned into an evil ghost, slashed and slaughtered in the nunnery, killing her sisters on weekdays, killing her relatives, digging out their hearts one by one, and then throwing them away at will.

Finally, he killed everyone else, and eventually, walked towards her.

The woodcutter, the blood was as red as a flower.

He's going to cut her heart too.

......