Chapter 2

Temporarily... Safe.

My strength dissipated, and I couldn't lift my legs and feet if I wanted to. It was extremely sour and soft, as if it didn't belong to me.

She was tired, hungry and sleepy.

The mountain wind blew, and the wet cloth was pasted on her body with the wind. It was so cold that a Yao was inspired to dispel her sleepiness.

The danger of people is gone, but there is also the danger of mountains and forests. This place can't sleep.

"I was running in the gym. How could I come to this damn place in the blink of an eye?" Ah Yao shook her head. She couldn't figure it out.

Like other ordinary office workers, she also has sub-health, so she goes to the gym, jogs on the treadmill, and everything changes in the blink of an eye.

Why did she have the idea of "dying rather than going back"?

As soon as the idea rose, a scene came to mind.

The thin child stood by the door, looking around. A few people came from the house to talk: "look at our six girls. Although they are small, they can really work."

"Just her? The hair is sparse and there is no meat all over. It's 500 Wen. There's no more. "

She heard her name and touched her head. She didn't seem to have much hair?

"Money! No less. I said, "this girl is very capable and doesn't eat much."

"600 words."

"Come on, let's go. If we don't sell it, 600 Wen. She works more than that at home. We will have bride price money in the future."

"Ah, the price is easy to discuss..."

After muttering again, I finally clapped my hands.

Soon after, a child came and whispered in her ear. She was so frightened that she sat down on the ground and looked pale. After finishing her meal that night, she took the opportunity to hide a pair of flint sickles and a sweet potato and wait for the opportunity to escape.

Then she came.

Sweet potato?

In my memory, the child hid sweet potato and flint in his arms. I hope it didn't fall out when crossing the river.

A Yao groped and didn't expect that there was really a raised hard object in her arms!

The sweet potato was hidden in the waist and tightly tightened by the belt. Probably at that time, his attention was focused on running away, but he ignored the feeling of the waist.

God will not kill me!

She was very smart. Although she fled in a hurry, she took flint and sweet potato with her. She was worried about how to spend the long night in the dangerous forest. Now she has fire and food. She can rest for a night and accumulate strength before leaving.

Dig a pit and put the fallen leaves and dead branches into the pile. Ah Yao wiped each other down with the pair of flint fire sickles. Mars fell on the dead leaves and soon disappeared. Even smoke didn't rise. She tried again several times and finally set up a small fire.

The fire lit up her face and the heat rushed towards her.

Wash her hands and branches, pass through the sweet potato, place it on the fire and bake it, and gradually overflow the sweet taste of the sweet potato. She came close and deeply sniffed it, and her stomach shouted and urged. She turned to the other side, and the smell became stronger and stronger. When she saw white smoke coming out of the skin, she quickly took it back, and couldn't wait to break the sweet potato in half.

The sweet potato that had just come down from the fire was very hot. A Yao put half of it on her clothes and was greedy for the warmth it brought. However, the other half refused to put it down. Her left and right hands were exchanged alternately. When it was a little cooler, peel off the skin to reveal the golden flesh.

Take a small bite. The hot melon pulp and the sweet taste of cotton sand are like the taste of sweet potato baked by grandma in the countryside in her childhood. She is so homesick and wants to go home.

The sweet potato is very small. Let her chew it carefully and swallow it slowly. She eats it in six or seven bites. Ah Yao licks her mouth and doesn't have enough meaning, but she still carries the remaining half, which is reserved for tomorrow.

A Yao wiped away the tears from her face and looked back at the stream. It was dark and there was no one to chase after.

The worries at home are temporarily relieved. But she still couldn't let go. She found a branch half human high and two fingers thick to stir up the fire. When the branch burned, it served as a torch and shone on the tree.

She is afraid of snakes in the tree.

That night, ah Yao didn't dare to close her eyes, shrunk herself into a ball, kept adding firewood to the fire, listened to the crackling sound of dead branches in the fire, and looked around from time to time to cheer herself up.

It's a wonderful feeling to watch the sky brighten. The clouds in the east turn white, the clouds in the sky are stained with colorful glow, and it's late at night in the West.

The first ray of dawn came down, and the scenery in the depths of the forest began to see clearly.

It's time to start on the road.

A Yao was stunned when she saw the reflection in the water by the stream. Suddenly, she picked up a handful of water and splashed it on her face. The cold stream was very refreshing. She wiped the water off her face, picked large leaves to hold water and baked them on the fire. When thin smoke floated on the water surface, water droplets the size of shrimp eyes condensed under the water and couldn't wait to pour them into her mouth.

Water the fire, fill the pit, put away the flint and sickle, and go down the stream.

The lower you go, the less water the stream contains.

I don't know how long she walked. The shadow was trampled under her feet. She heard someone talking not far away. Her first reaction was to find a big tree to hide and look at it.

The fat monk in patchwork clothes walked down the mountain to the stream with two empty barrels along the stone steps, "Mom, good things are all cheap. He's alone. He's bitter and tired. He's counting on me."

A Yao watched him come, watched him leave and followed him quietly.

The fat monk hissed and gasped and pushed the door into the temple.

A Yao looked up on the hillside, and the stone steps led straight to the Renguang temple where the woods were hiding. He turned back and confirmed that no one was coming. After pondering a set of words, he went to the temple.

When the temple door was half closed, she pushed the door in.

Ancient trees were planted on the edge, with luxuriant branches and leaves. The yard was full of dead branches and leaves. Stepping on it, it rustled. The tripod stove burned incense and was facing the Buddhist hall. There was no one but her.

This feeling is a little strange.

She worshipped the Buddha and heard a Buddha call.

The burly middle-aged monk in cassock came out of the Buddhist hall and looked at ah Yao up and down: "little benefactor, why are you here alone? Where are your parents? "

A Yao didn't like his eyes. She responded inexplicably and made a fool of him with a well thought out speech: "xinnv and her parents were ill and accidentally separated. Unexpectedly, she found a temple here. Please kindly accept the letter girl for a while. If my parents haven't come today, the letter girl will go down the mountain and go back by herself early tomorrow morning. "

His eyes were sharp, and he seemed to want to see through her. Then he said with a smile, "Buddhism has the virtue of living well. Little benefactor, come with me."

He led the way in front, and she followed behind. She didn't meet any other monks or believers along the way.

A Yao is very uncomfortable. In her previous life, if she was with someone close to her, she would only pay attention to the surrounding environment. Therefore, she didn't know how much she had been scolded by the two at home, but she was alone. She paid special attention to the wind blowing around, especially the contact with men.

"Master, why don't you see others?" She asked.

"Oh, the others are preparing lunch. Little almsgiver, you can rest here first. I'll ask someone to deliver food to you later. " The monk opened the door of the wing room and let ah Yao rest inside.

After he left, ah Yao's eyes were slightly heavy and paced in the wing room. There was a bed and bedding. She had no idea of going to sleep.

This temple is a little strange.

What's wrong?