Chapter 42: Returning Home (Part 9)
The Buddha's fighting power was not weak, and it had also absorbed the desires of many believers, and now it had become huge and terrifying. Its eight arms and legs, when fully stretched , were as long as an adult. In addition, those arms and legs were strong and powerful, and when they were waved, they were like whips, with great lethality. Even though Lu Ren was standing far away, he could still hear the sound of the Buddha's arms and legs breaking through the air.
Fortunately, the mountain ghost attached to Qi Yu was small in size but very agile. He moved freely between these powerful but not so fast hands and feet. And in the process of dodging, the mountain ghost even managed to get close to the Buddha's head and hit it with a heavy left hook.
Buddha felt pain and screamed as he retracted one of his arms. He wanted to use this arm to catch the mountain ghost, but the mountain ghost that was in front of him just now had already escaped the moment he retracted his arm.
Just as Lu Ren can never catch a mosquito in the middle of the night, Buddha's head can never catch a mountain ghost.
The Buddha head seemed to have had enough, and he began to lose his temper, and his face showed an angry look. The Buddha head roared and quickly jumped back, and in the process, he retracted all his hands and feet.
When Lu Ren was wondering what the Buddha head was doing, he was surprised to find that the spiral knot on the top of the Buddha head seemed to be vibrating. Lu Ren thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes hard.
When Lu Ren opened his eyes and looked at the Buddha's head again, he was sure that he was not mistaken. The spiral hairpins on the Buddha's head were indeed vibrating. What was even more terrifying was that there was a crack in the middle of these vibrating spiral hairpins, and a trace of ominous aura poured out from this crack. Lu Ren didn't know what would happen next, but an emotion called fear suddenly enveloped him, making his soul tremble.
Lu Ren heard the mountain ghost in front of him yelling at him: "Close your eyes!"
When a person is at a loss, as long as there is another person who can give constructive advice, the person who is at a loss will generally do it subconsciously. So Lu Ren did it almost the moment he heard the mountain ghost's voice without any hesitation.
Lu Ren closed his eyes and didn't know what was happening. He could only see darkness, which made him feel a little uneasy. But this situation didn't last long.
Lu Ren was suddenly picked up by someone and carried on his back. The man's shoulder suddenly hit Lu Ren's stomach, almost making him vomit, but before Lu Ren could protest, the man carrying him started running, and the bumps made Lu Ren say the words that were about to come out of his mouth .
Lu Ren wanted to open one eye to see what was happening, but the mountain ghost's anxious scolding rang in his ears: "Don't open your eyes!"
When Lu Ren heard the young man's voice, he knew that the person carrying him was undoubtedly a mountain ghost. He knew that the mountain ghost would not harm him, so he closed his eyes tightly again and waited quietly for the mountain ghost's instructions. He was not familiar with the mountain ghost, and the mountain ghost was kind enough to save him, so he did not dare to complain about it, so he did not dare to mention that his stomach was hurt by the mountain ghost's shoulder. He could only endure the pain, hold his breath and tighten the muscles in his lower abdomen to relieve it.
The mountain ghost carried Lu Ren on his back for about a quarter of an hour before finally stopping. He looked around and only put Lu Ren down after confirming that it was safe.
Lu Ren was finally freed from the torture of being hit in the stomach, but he still didn't dare to open his eyes without permission. It was not until he heard the mountain ghost finally say beside him: "Open your eyes." that he dared to slowly open his eyes.
An ordinary sentence actually sounds like the sound of nature.
When Lu Ren opened his eyes, he found that the mountain ghost had brought him to a place near the top of the mountain. It could be judged that the place they were in should be a small square built in the old days.
Looking down the mountain, you can vaguely see a few stone steps winding up from the bottom. The bluestone used to make the stone steps is square and wide, and it must have taken a lot of effort to build them. But a closer look reveals that the stone steps are now broken, and only a few steps remain. The stone steps two steps down have long disappeared. Green weeds have grown in the cracks of the stone steps, swaying in the wind.
It looks like it has been abandoned for many years.
The small square in the mountains where Lu Ren was located should have been carefully built by the ancestors. The platform was paved with several huge blue bricks. If you estimate the cost of transporting large stones to the mountains in the past, you will know how glorious this place once was. The small square is not big. You can walk from south to north and from east to west in less than ten steps. At the end of the small square, there is a huge camphor tree with a thick trunk that requires many people to hug. Lu Ren is not very good at judging the age of trees, but he has never seen a tree thicker than this camphor tree. He guessed that the age of this tree is at least 800 years, if not 1,000 years.
First there was heaven and earth, then there was the camphor tree, and many years later there were people living under the tree.
The sun leaked through the gaps in the leaves, casting a mottled shadow on Lu Ren. Lu Ren looked up and saw the sky through the leaves. Birds chirped on the branches of the camphor tree, a busy scene. Countless lives were busy in front of Lu Ren, ignoring him, a passerby who accidentally broke in. Occasionally, a breeze blew by, and the camphor tree would make a rustling sound, which made people feel comfortable.
This camphor tree has become a living world of suffering.
At this moment, Lu Ren raised his head and looked at the crown of the camphor tree, and couldn't help muttering: "I seem to have been here before."
As if he was unsure, he lowered his head and looked not far away. Under the tree was a small stone house with no door and only half a person's height. There seemed to be a statue standing inside. Lu Ren was a little far away from the small house. He could only see the feet of the statue. The carving was not delicate, just like two steamed buns. It was a very primitive carving technique.
Lu Ren stared blankly at the stone house with gray walls and gray tiles. Although he hadn't seen the face of the statue yet, he said, "I think I know what the statue inside looks like." After saying this, he turned around again and looked at the place carefully. When he spoke again, his words were more certain than before, "I came here when I was a child."
Lu Ren seemed to be lost in his memories and began to talk to himself: "The statue in the stone house only has half of its head. The other half was smashed decades ago. When I came here last time, someone was repairing it..."
Lu Ren stopped talking here. He seemed to have finally remembered something. He turned to look at the mountain ghost with white hair and blue eyes and called out the name that no one had called for a long time: "A Li..."
When three-year-old Lu Ren first came to Fengxu Village, he was not even as tall as a bench leg and had difficulty walking. But he liked to play with the older children. Although these older children regarded Lu Ren as a burden and tried every means to leave him alone to play, he always managed to secretly catch up with them.
The older children were fed up and decided to find a way to get rid of little Lu Ren. But the older children were still children after all, and they didn't know the difference between getting rid of a burden and killing a burden.
They tricked little Lu Ren into the mountains and then dumped him.
When little Lu Ren finally had enough of playing with the crickets given to him by the older children, he looked up and found that he was the only one around. The children who brought him here had disappeared without a trace.
Little Lu Ren kept calling out the names of the older children: "Wu Ya, Fu Le, Sister Hu, where are you?"
No one answered him, only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the grass nearby and the rough and unpleasant cries of unknown birds in the forest. The young Lu Ren was very scared, and he began to cry while looking for his friends.
It was at this time that Xiao Luren found this small square. But he did not climb up from the broken steps. He accidentally fell off a low cliff when he was trying to go down the mountain, and fell on this platform. He pouted, rubbed his butt and stood up, and saw a person in a small house not far away. The person squatted with his back to Xiao Luren, busy with his work, and did not seem to notice his arrival.
The figure of the person should be an adult woman. She has very white hair, which is casually scattered and dragged on the ground, but not stained with a trace of dust. She wears a beautiful wreath made of wild flowers on her head, and wears a white ancient costume. A pair of snow-white wrists are exposed from the wide sleeves. She is fiddling with something in the small house all the time.
The sunlight shining on her body makes her look so beautiful and holy.
She seemed to be mumbling something, but it was too far away for little Lu Ren to hear clearly. Curiosity overcame his previous fear, and little Lu Ren forgot to continue crying for a moment. He stood up obediently, patted the dust off his body, wiped his tears and snot, and walked towards the white figure.
When he got closer, little Lu Ren finally heard what the person was saying: "Damn human, you actually smashed my statue. When I fix this statue, I will start to hate you." It was the voice of a wronged young woman, soft and generous, like the sound of wind blowing over hills, which made people feel comfortable unconsciously.
The man still didn't notice little Lu Ren, so he moved closer. But she was still unhappy and had no time to pay attention to Lu Ren.
Little Lu Ren was almost next to her. He could even smell a nice scent of grass and trees coming from her. He wanted to play with this sister, but this sister didn't even notice his existence, which made little Lu Ren a little frustrated. But the advantage of little Lu Ren was that he could cheer up quickly, so he pretended to cough twice to attract his sister's attention: "Ahem."
The man finally turned towards this side . It was at this moment that little Lu Ren saw those blue eyes.
"What a beautiful sister!" Little Lu Ren thought so, and sincerely looked forward to this sister playing with him.
However, the moment the elder sister saw Lu Ren, her relaxed yet troubled expression suddenly turned into one of fear. She suddenly stepped back a long distance, trembling as she retreated, saying, "Human! How could there be a human here, and a cub with the highest risk of danger!"
Having been abandoned by the older children once, little Lu Ren didn't want to be abandoned by this beautiful sister again, so he racked his brains, imitated the dialogue on TV, and told the first lie of his life in unclear Mandarin: "I am not a human being, I am a dung beetle!"
