"God", what is it
Not to be seen, not to be touched, not to be communicated with.
You can only look up, you can only kneel down, you can only kneel on the ground and praise their prestige with gratitude.
There are temples everywhere in Eternal Heaven, and they can be easily found in a slightly larger city. The glamorous priest passionately spread the Gospel to the people. The ragged people were refreshed after hearing this, and willingly took out the last few copper coins, handed them over to the merit box, and stared at the statue in the shrine with all their might. kowtow.
This is how mortals beg for divine grace.
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Huangyan was born in a poor family.
On the day of birth, the stars were dim, the moon was hidden behind dark clouds, and the sky and the earth were dark.
It was as if Heiye was unwilling to bestow her own color on the newborn baby. Huangyan's hair was all white, and her pupils were a very light gray. She didn't cry when she was born, and the midwife was worried that she would suffocate to death, so she slapped her face until it swelled, and Huangyan let out a short whimper, which was regarded as passing the test.
The midwife, who was over seventy years old, wiped the sweat off her face, pulled Huangyan's parents into a corner, and said in a trembling voice:
"God, do you look at the eyes of this girl, do they look like vultures hovering in the sky when people in the village are starving to death?"
Superstitious parents turn their heads cautiously to see the swaddling baby blinking, tiny hands stretched upward as if to grasp something celestial.
"She's a child of the devil..."
This idea is deeply rooted in people's hearts. The midwife persuaded the parents to send the child to the temple and let the priest cleanse the ominous blood. Priests are professionals in this kind of matter. Last month, they stabbed a newborn baby with a silver cross sword, because the baby had a red birthmark on its forehead, which was the same as the rumored devil's. The three eyes are somewhat alike.
However, after all, the parents still didn't make up their minds to send their daughter to a dead end with their own hands. After all, it was their child, and their only child.
Huangyan survived like this, but she never enjoyed the warmth of her family for a moment. The burly man beat up his wife every now and then, accused her of giving birth to a disaster, and suspected that she was messing with other men because Huang Yan didn't look like him at all. The woman didn't dare to fight back, but in the dead of night, she stared at Huangyan with eyes swollen from crying and filled with hatred, and repeated over and over again in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"It would be fine without you, it would be fine without you...!"
For countless nights, when little Huangyan woke up from her dream, all she heard was her mother's most unforgettable curse.
Finally, when Huangyan was four years old, the woman gave birth to another boy. It was a delightful child who was doted on by the whole family almost immediately. Huangyan clearly remembered that her parents were holding a baby at that time, with delighted smiles on their faces, constantly making him happy. Teasing and teasing, the two turned their heads together and looked in Huangyan's direction, the smiles on their faces disappeared in an instant.
The poor family can't afford to support two children, and with the appearance of new members who can carry on the family line and are healthy and lively, Huangyan's existence seems to be no longer necessary. The husband and wife discussed it, and instead of sending Huangyan to the temple to be executed, they adopted a more gentle method that made their conscience a little better—abandoning the child in the wilderness.
This is a very popular method nowadays. Many families gave birth to girls, or gave birth to unhealthy children, they would be thrown into deserted places in baskets, or thrown into the river in wooden tubs. It is euphemistically called "Auspicious people have their own celestial features. If you are lucky, if you are picked up by a rich family, you may be rich and powerful for a lifetime." Relying on this idea, you cover up the crime of murder in self-hypnosis again and again.
It was winter, with heavy snow and severe cold.
It was pitch black that night, and there was a gloomy green light shining on the wilderness, and the wild wolf approached slowly along the scent.
The sensible Huangyan didn't cry, she only had a thin singlet on, and she ran clumsily in the dark on her short legs.
But the child obviously couldn't compete with the four-legged beast in running speed, and the hungry wolf quickly got behind her, opening its bloody mouth and biting down on her.
Huangyan raised her small fist and stared at the gray wolf in front of her, as if trying to beat it away.
However, let alone a four-year-old girl, even an ordinary adult would not be able to deal with such an enemy with bare hands.
The sharp canine teeth of the alpha wolf were only a few centimeters away from Huangyan's head, and they were suddenly blocked by a wooden stick. The hungry wolf crushed the wooden stick with one bite, its green eyes stared at the uninvited guest in front of it, and the saliva splashed on Huangyan's face.
A man in shabby clothes stood there, about fifty years old, and his appearance was between middle age and old age. Half-white hair, unshaven beard, holding a broken bowl in one hand, and a half-bitten stick in the other, he was yelling at the wolves.
The hungry wolf pounced on him, piercing his body with its teeth.
But the man didn’t seem to feel the pain, and kept beating the wolves around his body with a stick. It wasn’t until a few wild wolves felt fearful after their heads were bleeding and turned their heads back to a distant place that the man stopped and turned his head. , showing a smile to Huangyan standing there.
With only the whites of his eyes left, he could clearly see nothing. There was a rotten smell all over his body, and there were a few rotten vegetable leaves on his clothes. The exposed hands and feet are like the ground that hasn't rained in three years, dry and cracked, without the slightest color of blood. Walking on the street, such a person would only attract blank stares from the people around him, but Huangyan unexpectedly felt kind to him.
Because this was the first time Huangyan saw someone smiling at her. Judging from the next eighteen years of her life, it was almost the last time.
The blind old beggar poked the ground with a wooden stick, bent down, touched Huangyan's forehead with his trembling hand after a while of groping, touched her head with his broad palm, and asked:
"Where are your parents?"
Huang Yan shook her head.
The old beggar coughed twice, blood dripped down his cuffs into the mud, he took off his flea-infested coat, wrapped it around Huangyan, and rescued Huangyan from the brink of freezing. Huangyan sniffed, her eyes were reddish, the old and the young were sitting on the wilderness, the old beggar asked Huangyan:
"I have been alone for most of my life. I don't know when I will die. I have no wife or children. Every time I go out to beg for food, I am envious to see other people have children and grandchildren. If you have no place to go, just Come with me. I am poor and white, and I have nothing to give you; but as long as you call me foster father, even if there is only one bite of food from now on, I will give it to you, okay?"