She didn't hear the monk's yelling, the aunt's begging for mercy was indistinct, brother Xu's low growl was faintly visible, and the sound of whips whistling and falling seemed to be on the other side... until her head hit the stone on the ground again, her face There was a burning pain, and Hu Xiaoya came back to her senses.
She looked up, and saw two monks in black robes, threatening them with whips. Aunt Xu rushed towards her, hugging her tightly to protect her, Brother Xu roared and rushed towards one of the monks, then was kicked flying, and rolled from the mountain path into the forest.
The whip came down again, mixed with all kinds of abuse she couldn't understand.
Aunt Xu, whose clothes were torn from the whipping, was dragged away by the monk with one foot, and she was still crying to her desperately: "Little girl, tell the monk that you believe in the moon god... In that case, they will I won't beat you, and I won't make you a slave. In the coming year, your family's labor will be halved... "
Hu Xiaoya stared blankly at Aunt Xu as if she had lost her soul.
"Believe in the Moon God...slaves...slaves will be halved..." Hu Xiaoya's white consciousness was filled with these voices.
"We are Han people!" my father said, "How can Han people believe in the gods of barbarians?!"
"One day, I will go and kill all the Tubo people!" My brother said, "The imperial army will come, definitely will come! General Zhang Yichao, and the Guiyi Army, they will come and kill all these Tubo people!"
Hu Xiaoya screamed sharply, jumped up from the ground with scarlet eyes, bent her body like a wild beast, and threw herself at the monk who dragged Aunt Xu and whipped her.
Behind the monk was a steep valley.
Avenge your father, mother and brother!
Hu Xiaoya didn't hug the monk's waist, bumped into him and fell into the valley.
After all, a monk is a monk, so he easily stepped aside.
So Hu Xiaoya jumped out of the mountain road by herself and fell into the valley. The cliff of several tens of feet is too high. When she fell off the cliff, she could only be like a fallen leaf. No one would care about her insignificance, and she couldn't stir up a storm.
The exclamations and shouts on the mountain road are quickly disappearing.
Hu Xiaoya saw the whirling mountain peaks and the gray sky. The teardrops in the corners of her eyes swayed in the air, this time not because of pain, fear, or fear. There was even a smile on the corner of her mouth, because soon she would see her father, mother and brother again...
Mother, it's all my fault. I didn't take back the medicine you needed. From now on, I will take good care of you...
Father, I'm so hungry. I haven't eaten for two days, will you hunt rabbits back from the mountains for me to eat? Brother, I'm so cold, your clothes are too big, and the air keeps leaking... I still don't know how to change clothes, I haven't changed them after sewing for a long time...
Hu Xiaoya felt that her body was very light, as if she was transformed into a bird flying, the mountain stopped spinning, the sky stopped turning, and she was rising... After death, there is really a soul Out of body, will it go to heaven? Am I... dead already? It doesn't hurt at all.
Hu Xiaoya looked down the cliff, wanting to see her own body.
The leafless grass and trees at the foot of the cliff were yellow, and they were too far away, so she couldn't find her own body.
Looking back, the happy smile on Hu Xiaoya's face was gone, replaced by intense panic. She found herself approaching the black-robed monk on the mountain road, who was screaming... Hu Xiaoya began to tremble again, and wanted to turn around and run away, tears welled up in her eyes again.
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I am obviously dead, why do I still want to be close to those terrible Tubo people, can monks really summon spirits, and will spirits become their slaves even after I die? don't, don't...
At this moment, Hu Xiaoya, who was struggling, finally realized that there was a head in front of her... To be precise, it was a person with long black hair—the black hair she had always wanted to have, bundled into a ponytail and floating in the air. At the back of the head, the face is very fair and the eyes are very bright.
Hu Xiaoya's big eyes widened in confusion, and before she could speak, she heard the other party say: "Don't kick your legs indiscriminately, hey, don't scratch your face, don't pull my hair... Turn your head and look clearly, look at these Tibetans How did the monk die!"
Hu Xiaoya thought that the person in front of her was the evil god who wanted to give her soul to the Tubo monks as slaves... Hearing what the other person said, she was confused again, turned her head reflexively, and immediately froze .
The two powerful Tubo monks in front of them, who were holding long whips and whipped themselves and Mrs. Xu, dropped their whips, pulled out their scimitars and opened their mouths to scream, when their bodies were hit by two white lights, and they exploded into countless pieces of flesh, blood bursting like mist open.
At the end, there were only two human heads with wide-eyed eyes, Gululu fell and rolled away on the mountain road.
Hu Xiaoya was placed on the mountain road, and she still hasn't figured out how these two people died... Are they really dead
She turned her head and looked at the big sister who was holding her on the ground—she was now convinced that it was a big sister, not some evil god, and she saw the other party leaping from the spot at a speed she had never seen before and could not understand , ran towards those Tubo black-robed monks rushing down with strange screams.
The knife she held straight behind her was as big as a door panel.
Hu Xiaoya understood the next thing very well.
The eldest sister is chopping melons and vegetables.
Every time the machete in her hand passed over the bodies of those ferocious Tubo monks, they would be cut into two pieces, and the blood was soaring high. No one can stop her, not even a single knife, it looks like those Tubo black-robed monks were sent up for her to cut.
Every powerful monk of the Luna Sect, after the eldest sister ran past them, their bodies became two half corpses, rolling down the mountain road or falling off the cliffs, steep slopes, gentle slopes, and forests.
Hu Xiaoya often does things like chopping melons and vegetables. It's just that the black kitchen knife at home is not sharp enough, and it is old and heavy, making it difficult to use. Every time she cooks, she has to spend a lot of effort. Fortunately, there are always not enough melons and vegetables at home, so she doesn't have to cut them for a long time or often.
"It turns out that those powerful and vicious Luna Sect monks are not that powerful. At least in front of Big Sister, they are no different from melons and vegetables." Hu Xiaoya's eyes gradually became brighter and brighter.
Seeing the figure of her eldest sister disappearing down the mountain road, as if she had gone to the temple on the top of the mountain, Hu Xiaoya finally came to her senses. While feeling unfulfilled, she also felt a little pity—the corpses of Luna Cult cultivators flying all over the place. She didn't feel scared. I'm already dead, what else is there to be afraid of
It's a pity because, after all, he died. Otherwise, I must follow that big sister and kill all the monks of the Moon God Sect to avenge my family.
Aunt Xu, who was bruised all over from the whipping and could not walk steadily, rushed over and hugged Hu Xiaoya and cried loudly. The crying was full of pity, fear and joy, and also real fear. Unknown when, Big Brother Xu had already climbed up from the forest, and he was able to move freely. Except for some dead branches and leaves, he didn't see any scars on his body.
The people on the mountain path were already boiling, some were whipping the corpses of Luna Cult monks, some rushed to the top of the mountain, and some were shouting and celebrating.
Hu Xiaoya stretched out her small khaki hand full of chilblains, and wiped away the tears for Aunt Xu, and sighed like an adult, "Aunt Xu, Xiaoya is leaving, I owe you half a bag of flour, and I can't pay it back." ... But there are still some pots and pans, tables and stools, quilts and clothes at home, so please take them away. The kitchen knife is my father's favorite thing. Since I don't need it anymore, I'd better burn it for you. he... ... "
She seemed to think of something, and thought about it seriously, "The kitchen knife doesn't seem to be easy to burn, so give it to the aunt. Brother Xu should be easier to use than me... "
Aunt Xu was taken aback by Hu Xiaoya's words, and in the end she forgot to wipe her tears and said in surprise, "Little girl, where are you going?"
Hu Xiaoya pointed to the sky, "Of course I'm going to the sky, my mother and the others are still waiting for me. I can't stay here any longer, I'm afraid I'll lose my soul when it's too late. My mother said that after a person dies, the soul cannot stay in the original place." I stayed for a long time... oh, by the way, I will come back to see my aunt in the first seven days... "
Saying that, Hu Xiaoya looked up at the sky and jumped.
Jumped once, fell down, jumped twice, fell down again, jumped five or six times, and still fell down. Looking at Aunt Xu again, she already had a dull expression on her face.
Hu Xiaoya disturbed her head in embarrassment, her embarrassment blushed, "I don't seem to have figured out how to fly... I thought I could fly by just jumping..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of something, and immediately widened her eyes in fear, her face collapsed, and she said in a crying voice: "Ma'am, have I stayed too long and can't go to heaven..."
Aunt Xu quickly hugged her tightly and stroked her head: "Little girl, it's a good thing to survive a catastrophe, but don't be fooled by it, don't dare to talk nonsense anymore, it's scaring the aunt! ... "
After killing the monks in the temple and destroying the temple, Li Wenwen sat on the ruins and wiped his machete. After all, the knife was a bit too big, and it took a lot of effort to wipe it off. She cut off the robes of several monks, and then managed to wipe it clean.
Putting away the knife, she rose into the air, and said to the people who rushed into the temple and worshiped her: "From now on, there will be no Moon Temple in Hexi, only the Quanzhen Temple of the Tang Dynasty! Go back to your homes and live a good life. Master Wang will be here soon!"
After speaking, with a flick of the ponytail, he was about to lift the knife and fly away.
"Big sister! Big sister, wait for me!"
Accompanied by a burst of eager shouting, Hu Xiaoya jumped off Big Brother Xu's back, ran to the ruins and waved to Li Wenwen: "Big Sister, take me away, I want to go with you to kill Tubo monks, for my parents and brother revenge!"
...
Youchuan County, Minzhou.
It was night, and the temples in the city were brightly lit. A Servant of God cultivator was standing in front of the shrine, directing hundreds of believers and more than a thousand people to kneel down to worship the statue of the Moon God. Hundreds of monks stood guard, and if they found anyone making a small move, they would be caught and whipped to death on the spot.
All of a sudden, thunder and lightning flashed, the wind blew up, and sand and rocks flew in the temple.
Everyone panicked, but they thought it was divine power coming, so they could only kneel on the ground and tremble, not even daring to lift their heads.
After a while, the vision dissipated, and everyone smelled the smell of blood. When they looked up in surprise, they were horrified to find that the surrounding Luna Sect monks were lying in disorder, all of them fell into a pool of blood. And the servant in front of the shrine was still standing, but his head was missing!
With the shadows of lights, everyone was so frightened that their livers were almost torn apart.
At this moment, a bright light suddenly appeared in the mid-air, and a beautiful woman from the Central Plains with wide sleeves and long groups slowly descended from the bright light like a fairy, and said to the restless crowd: "I am the Fairy Guanghan, I offer you the immortal and Order of King An, Zhu Yue God Sect, established Quanzhen Temple. From now on, in the land of Hexi, Tang people will dominate! Anyone who disrespects them will be killed without mercy!"
...
Diezhou City was sleepless all night.
Ordinary people could only hear thunderous thunder from the temple and the city lord's mansion in the city, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the monks in midair were like immortals and ghosts. The Tubo people with warriors at home, the young and strong men came out with swords and did not return overnight.
After dawn, the people who gathered in front of the temple only saw that the temple was in ruins, blood was flowing on the streets, and countless Tubo soldiers died unexpectedly. All the servants of God whom they regarded as gods before were hung on the pillars and fluttered in the wind.
When the crowd was terrified and discussing a lot, an old Taoist priest with disheveled hair, holding the bloody head of the owner of Diezhou City, flew out of the City Lord's Mansion with dozens of real people, and shouted to everyone in the air: "The Great Tang Quanzhen! Look, follow the order of King An to enter Diezhou, those who obey me will live, and those who oppose me will die!"
... ... .
In just a few days, with Minzhou as the center, within a radius of 300 miles, no matter whether it was the state city or the county, all the temples of the Luna Sect were destroyed, all the monks were killed, all the defenders were slaughtered, tens of thousands of dead! Luna believers have noisers, whether they are civilians or not, they all die.
For a time, the reputation of the Tang court was greatly shaken, and the names of King An and Quanzhen Temple spread all over the place, and all the Han people rushed to tell each other.