122, Divine Stick (13)

Zhao Xi hurriedly walked on the way to school. She had already had a hard time taking a year off from school. Now she had to go to school and had to hire a nanny to take care of her children. Fortunately, her parents left money when they died. Zhao Xi only used her own share. She kept her brother Quanquan's money and planned to give it to him when he grew up.

Originally a little girl who needed her parents' protection, she grew up little by little after her parents died and she became a mother.

Thinking of her children at home, she continued to walk faster. As she walked, she heard a familiar name in her ears.

"Is Teacher Bai really the arsonist? No way, he usually looks so gentle."

"Really, I saw him being taken away with my own eyes. Teacher Bai looked like he had aged a lot. He was taken away without any resistance."

"Why on earth... Why did Teacher Bai set fire for no reason? Doesn't he look normal normally?"

"I don't know. Anyway, Teacher Bai admitted it, but he didn't say the reason..."

Zhao Xi paused and watched the two girls leave with laughter.

She closed her eyes, hiding the tears in her eyes, and kept walking forward.

But she was still in a trance.

Bai Yumu, he really wanted to kill his own child...

"Be careful--"

Someone behind her reminded her. Zhao Xi was thinking about Bai Yumu, and she was stunned for a second before she realized that she had actually walked to the stone by the school lake and was about to fall.

"Ah..."

Her body tilted down due to inertia, and Zhao Xi was frightened for a moment. The school lake has always been surrounded by railings, only this stone is not surrounded because it is too high.

And she can't swim.

There was a couple chatting by the lake nearby, and they reminded Zhao Xi. Seeing this scene, they stood up in panic and ran over there.

The imagined sound of falling into the water did not sound.

The girl standing on the stone maintained the movement of leaning forward, and slowly, she put her feet on the ground.

"Oh my..." The girl in the couple covered her mouth, "She is a dancer, and her balance is really good."

Zhao Xi stood firm, but her whole body became stiff.

She could feel something behind her, pulling at the corner of her clothes, pulling her back little by little.

She couldn't see it, but Zhao Xi knew it.

It was her Da Huang.

"Da Huang, is that you..."

She asked tremblingly, and then felt her cold hand being gently licked by the animal's tongue.

Just like before, when she was upset and unhappy, Da Huang would do the same, nestling at her feet and licking her hand to comfort her.

"Da Huang, Da Huang..."

The couple below looked at Zhao Xi squatting down and crying with a confused look on their faces.

"Why is she crying? Didn't she fall?"

"Is she scared? Go up and comfort her."

"I'm a man, how can I comfort her? You go up and it's better..."

"Okay, I'll go up... Hey, where is she?"

***

Zhao Xi could feel that Da Huang was walking in front of her. Although she couldn't see it, it must be looking back at her with its beautiful almond eyes.

Zhao Xi followed it. She couldn't see or hear it, but she just knew that Da Huang was in front of her.

She walked all the way to a small street. Because it was noon, there were no trees and few people on the street. Zhao Xi saw a small box in front of her, and there was a whimpering sound of a puppy inside.

She ran over quickly and saw a puppy inside. It looked very small, and it didn't even seem to be weaned. It was struggling to crawl and whine.

This was an abandoned puppy. The most important thing was that its color was yellow.

Zhao Xi's trembling hands fell on the puppy. As if it felt the touch of a person, the puppy cried softly.

It was a childish cry like asking for help.

"You should have guessed how Da Huang died."

A faint magnetic voice sounded behind her. Zhao Xi turned around slowly with tears in her eyes and saw the handsome Taoist priest in a Taoist robe.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she said affirmatively, "It was Bai Yumu."

"You guessed half right."

Wei Mingyan's hand stroked the crutches slowly, and he lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the little life in the box.

"When you were eight years old, Da Huang came to your house and has been with you and your brother growing up. In your eyes, he is a friend, and in his eyes, you are all children who need protection."

"That day, your brother fell into the water, and Da Huang jumped in to save him. When he wanted to get ashore, Bai Yumu knocked him down with a bamboo pole."

Zhao Xi's eyes were red, and his fists were clenched tightly, "And I thought it was Bai Yumu who saved Quanquan."

"I am grateful to him, treat him well, and treat him like a benefactor."

"Da Huang, it was obviously he who saved Quanquan..."

In Wei Mingyan's eyes, the yellow dog wagged its tail and circled around its owner carefully, trying to comfort her.

- Don't cry, Da Huang doesn't feel any pain.

- Don't be sad, Da Huang is happy as long as Quanquan is fine.

He can't speak, so he can only whimper softly and try to rub his owner's hand.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have trusted Bai Yumu and brought him home. Otherwise, Da Huang wouldn't have..."

"Although it's not your fault, you still need to make up for it."

"Did you see the dog behind? He is Da Huang."

Zhao Xi's eyes lit up little by little.

"rhubarb……?"

She turned around in surprise and disbelief, looking at the little puppy squirming in the box, "Is he Dahuang?"

Wei Mingyan looked at the yellow dog that was wagging its tail, looking up at its owner obediently, and lied without changing his expression: "Yes, he is Dahuang."

"He couldn't bear to leave you."

The Taoist priest didn't say anything more, but Zhao Xi could already think of it himself.

Her rhubarb came back to find her.

The girl carefully picked up the whimpering puppy in the box, her face full of hope for the future.

Bai Yumu and the child's father were all forgotten.

This time, she must protect Rhubarb well.

"Thank you, thank you."

Watching the girl gently hugging the puppy and leaving, Wei Mingyan glanced at the yellow dog squatting next to him.

"You are also a liar. You can't be reincarnated, but you still lie to her. That's you."

"Do you regret not going to reincarnation for them?"

The yellow dog wagged its tail and barked.

No regrets.

He is a good dog, and a good dog must protect its owner.

"OK!"

Wei Mingyan stretched out his hand and touched Huang Quan's head, "If you don't want to reincarnate, don't reincarnate. I will open the back door for you. When Zhao Xi's life is up, you go and see her off."

"Woof!"

The yellow dog became happy, wagging its tail happily, and followed the Taoist priest, running away little by little.

"Come on, let's take you to the theater."

"It should be a big show."

***

Bai Yumu was imprisoned. There was no death penalty in China, but the crime he committed was enough to warrant him being imprisoned until death.

He has almost no sense of the outside world now.

Every minute, every second, whether he closes his eyes or opens his eyes, he can recall the way his mother disappeared little by little.

It's obviously his fault.

It was he who refused to save her, it was he who killed his mother with his own hands, and it was he who bore the debt of killing his mother.

But in the end, it was the victim's mother who paid off the debt for killing him.

In order to protect him, he will not enter reincarnation...

Twice a day, every time, it is painful...

She expected to become an upright and kind-hearted person. She stayed huddled in that hut for more than ten years, and until she disappeared, she still felt that her son was a good person...

She is gone, gone...

Never see you again...

The sound of the cane falling to the ground came from far away. Bai Yumu looked at the ceiling blankly. Under the night, a man wearing a monk's robe appeared in front of him.

The yellow dog squatted on the ground, raised his head and looked at Wei Mingyan.

"Actually, the eighteen levels of hell are only effective in the human world. Do you know why?"

The man stretched out his slender hand and touched the yellow dog gently, with a faint smile on his lips, "Because those who really need hell will be torn into pieces by the surrounding creditors at the next moment of death. There is no need at all." There will be a chance to go to hell.”

"So, hell is on earth..."

He stood under the moonlight, smiling slightly, his eyes full of tenderness, and his handsome features looked a little better in the meager light.

In Bai Yumu's eyes, he was no different from an evil ghost.

"Drowning, twice, being crushed alive by pliers, unable to escape, once, burned, twice. Now, it's time for you to repay your debt..."

He will be pulled into a deep dream, where the pain is real, the injuries are real, and the repetition of drowning, corpse dismemberment, and fire is repeated.

You can't live, you can't die.

Until the end of his lifespan, the moment his soul body came out, it was torn into pieces by the bad luck gathering around him.

This is real hell.

"Want to see it?"

"Woof woof woof!"

"I don't want to look at it either. Such a thing would pollute my eyes. Come on, I'll take you to meet my little granddaughter."

***

Wei Jin and his wife had just been discharged from the hospital today. Due to their father's request, they moved back home. They had just finished washing their daughter's diapers and were mopping the floor when the door to their home opened.

He stood up with a confused look on his face and looked at his father who was holding a rope.

One end of the rope was in Wei Mingyan's hand, and the other end was floating in the air.

"Dad? What are you doing?"

"Can't you see?"

Wei Mingyan untied the yellow dog and rubbed his head, "I have a dog."

"dog……"

Wei Jin looked at his father's hand touching the air in mid-air, and then at the empty half of the rope. His hand softened and the mop fell to the ground.

"Forget it, I'd better walk without a rope next time. No one can see you anyway, and you won't be fined."

Qian Miao was teasing her daughter. When she saw her husband come in, she asked in a low voice, "Is dad back? I heard him say he had a dog."

"Yes, yes."

Wei Jin smiled and said, "Dad has a dog..."

"Dad does like cats and dogs at his age. Hey, I have a classmate who owns a pet supply store. I called her to buy some toys and food for dogs. Dogs are the most loyal. They feel special when they are well raised. Can protect the Lord..."

"Need not."

Looking at his excited wife, Wei Jin's smile became stiffer.

"That dog is a little special."

"Special? Breed? It can't be Tibetan Mastiff..."

"Variety, variety..."

Wei Jin couldn't tell. He didn't even see the shadow of a dog. He didn't know what kind of dog he was going to go to.

Wei Mingyan led Dahuang past the door: "The breed is hellhound."

"Stupid, I'm going out for a few days, you take care of my granddaughter, Qian Miao, I hired a nanny, come over this afternoon."

"Ah? Dad, where are you going?"

"Heaven."

The author has something to say: Second update, the first ten little angels will send red envelopes, good night everyone