Messenger of Bliss

When Heitu first came to Mole Cricket City, he brought this strange name with him.

A caravan passed by here and left quickly, leaving behind a child inexplicably.

Rather than leaving it behind, it's better to say that they didn't even know about it.

This child, after half a month of starvation in the narrow and closed rice bucket, slipped away without a sound, like a mouse, no, the shadow of a mouse.

In short, he stayed with the mole cricket.

What was thought to be a place of refuge, the place where nightmares began.

No one knows why his surname is Hei Ming Tu, maybe it is the surname from his hometown, or maybe his family is a butcher for a living, if he doesn't say it, others don't bother to ask, it has been passed around, and no one cares about it later A little bit of insignificant origin, just these two eerie words are enough for people to play and speculate after dinner.

In addition to his left hand, there are six fingers.

Not normal, unlucky.

In addition, he always kept his head down, kept silent no matter what he did, and tried his best to hide in the dark corners of the streets and alleys, making him even more sneaky.

He didn't do anything, just showing up, was disgusting.

Spit, abuse, gossip, Heitu swallowed everything that was imposed on him.Some people said that he was a mute, but someone immediately said firmly that he was not. That person swore that he had seen him laughing maniacally and talking to the six fingers to himself, and that he must be cursing and casting spells.According to false rumors, he has become a filth possessed by demons, and because he is a filth, so bullying him, humiliating him, and oppressing him is killing harm for the people, killing demons and demons , is the merit that shines through the ages, and there is no need to be ashamed of anyone.

At that time, the mole cricket river became more and more turbid, and people were dying. It didn’t matter what was right and wrong, black and white. You said something, I said it, you wrote it down, I pressed it down, and there was no need to discern anything. There is no need to distinguish anything, as long as there is a trivial reason, you can easily convince yourself, why not do it?

A unanimous lie is the truth.

Always slaughter a scapegoat to appease the appetite, if you have the ability, you resist.

Heitu resisted. He tried to escape here time and time again, and was captured again and again. He couldn't figure it out at first. He obviously hated him, so why did he want to imprison him?Later he understood that as long as he was there, those dirty water and anger that had no place to vent could be relieved in a targeted manner. It didn't even have to be reasonable. He could be vilified, and he became the villainous peacemaker, maintaining the pretentious balance of an entire overwhelmed sick city.

Little Heitu clutched his left hand, propped his elbows on the ground, sat up reluctantly, his body was sore, he hugged his knees, and hid himself behind the not-so-thick tree trunk.It was dark all around, and there were no human voices, only the rustling insects, and he dared to relax a little. The thick and deep night is always more reassuring than the hustle and bustle of the day.

After all, he is an invisible man.

Although I don't know what I'm guilty of, but you all say this, and if you say too much, I will believe it.

I should be a sinner.

"Sorry…"

He put his lips on that little six finger, whispering like a whisper.

I just picked up a dried fruit that fell on the ground in the woods and ate it. Unexpectedly, a group of people rushed over, grabbed his hair and yelled at him, calling him a bastard, calling him a thief, and calling him an extra finger, so his hands and feet are destined to be unclean. .After scolding enough, they began to punch and kick again, until he passed out without moving, and those people left contentedly.Heitu didn't understand why dogs, cats, insects and ants could eat these fruits, but he couldn't eat them?Is it difficult because he is a human being?

Am I?If I am, why can you hit me casually?

A child does not understand human nature, he only has simple confusion, everyone in Mole Cricket City knows it, and He Po's guidance can solve any problem that is stagnant in the heart.Heitu then wanted to ask He Po to clarify, whether it is a confession or punishment, just tell him, how can we get God's forgiveness and redemption from this innate original sin?

Do you want to throw it away?

Heitu was so frightened by this thought that he gasped, curled up with his left hand in his arms, no, no, it is my only friend, absolutely, no...

River Po!

He Po will definitely give me the answer!

He stood up vigorously and ran wildly along the river bank towards the temple. The quiet moonlight flowed on the calm water. For some reason, the closer he got to that place, the more guilty he felt.

The sweaty little Heitu slowed down his breathing heavily in front of the temple. He tugged at the hem of his clothes, looked nervously at the high holy place, and swallowed a mouthful of dry air.

"Excuse me…"

He didn't even have time to pull up the door knocker, when a beam of dazzling fire approached his eyes, a few pairs of big hands dragged him directly to the ground, and he couldn't help being a few sapmen, "What are you doing here?"

Heitu held his dislocated arm, raised his head and looked at them, without saying a word.

"How dare you stare at me! You ungrateful thing, if the mole cricket hadn't rewarded you with a bite of food, you would have starved to death long ago!"

With a fiery slap on the face, Heitu let them beat and scold him. His experience told him that if he didn't refute or argue, he would end it earlier.

"You son of a bitch! It's really a dog who can't get rid of eating shit. It's fine to steal chickens and dogs on weekdays, but you dare to think about things in the temple?"

"What's going on outside!"

An angry voice came from the other side of the gate, everyone was startled, and bowed respectfully again and again.The door opened, and an old man with white hair and loose posture walked out slowly with a leisurely pace. When she reached the door, she swept over everyone kindly but majesticly, and sighed long.

"What's the matter? Why are you making a big fuss here?"

"Master He Po, this little bastard... This kid is a habit of stealing, and he has evil thoughts. We are afraid of disturbing your peace, so..."

"Isn't this disturbing my tranquility?"

The He Po tapped the ground a few times with her cane, her hale and hearty gaze sized Heitu up and down, and focused on his left hand, her gaze obviously paused for a moment.The moment their eyes met, Heitu saw a pair of hands along her ears, tearing the corner of her mouth open in a trance.

My heart beats fast and I can't breathe.

The six fingers twitched, this person... this person...

His entire body was resisting his trust in her.

"you…"

Not God.

Looking forward to annihilation and becoming vigilant, Heitu shook his head subconsciously, turned around and ran wildly, the belief that appeared out of nowhere kept lingering in his mind, controlling his steps——

Leave...leave the mole cricket, must leave!

"Uh!"

Blood…

The moisture from the scalp slid down his neck and into his back, someone lifted his feet, and his cheeks rubbed against the ground.He was locked in a dark place, and then, his vision gradually became blurred, and he lost consciousness.

Heitu was woken up by the uproarious noise, dizzy from the sunlight, he found himself unable to move, his mouth was stuffed so full that he couldn't make a sound.He was fastened to the ground like a nailed plank.A group of people in strange costumes surrounded him beating gongs and drums to make eloquent speeches. One of them suddenly "slapped" a palm and stuck a spell on his forehead, and the other gulped down something and said "wow" in his face A burst of fireworks erupted from the ground, Heitu turned his head to dodge, and met He Po who was sitting on a high seat outside the crowd.

He stared at her intently, she stood up, held up the Zen stick in her hand, everyone was silent for an instant, silent as a cicada, listening to her teachings, for fear of offending Tianen.Her lips were squirming, but Heitu felt that she was clearly smiling.

smiling at him.

"The source of evildoers and the root of disasters are the feet of snakes—cut!"

The scepter pointed to his left hand, and those people rushed forward and broke it apart one by one, not even giving him room to struggle. The cold and sharp blade cut through the skin, cut the bones, Pain is an afterthought.

Something has been snatched from.

Heitu lowered his eyelids in fear, glanced at his bloody left hand, and counted tremblingly——

One...two...three...four...five.

Gone.

They killed it.

"The soul is in the sky, the soul is in the earth, the roots of evil are thrown in the mountains, and the body sinks into the bottom of the river, and they will never see each other again, so they can be safe forever..."

He Po glanced at the severed finger that was presented, and spoke eloquently.

"Yes!"

Heitu watched those people take away a part of his body confidently, and discussed how to discard his most cherished friend confidently.He watched them come forward confidently, lifting a huge stone and a long bamboo pole.

The ceremony continues.

The child was put into a pig cage.

The gurgling water.

Some people sang, some cheered, some celebrated in advance, cheering and encouraging.

Listen, it is God's will to destroy him—

Depriving him of his life is Fuze.

The instigator who caused the mole crickets to suffer and the people were devastated was finally wiped out. After that, they should be able to live a better life.

No one questioned their god, something went wrong.

No, you guys are all like dogs.

All are pretending to be asleep.

Before the river was overwhelmed, Heitu stared at Hepo without blinking.

It is a miracle that life should not be lost.

When Heitu got up in the wet mud, he forgot where he came from and where he went. He instinctively buried those pains on the spot, and he had no interest in getting to the bottom of it.

He seems to have really lost something, he doesn’t cry, he doesn’t laugh, he seldom speaks, he doesn’t feel happy and he never feels sad, he doesn’t despair but he doesn’t have any hope, even though he isn’t dead, it doesn’t mean he’s still alive.

Hundreds of years later, he turned into a demon.

Sweeping with tyranny, wandering in the unknown.

Until reuniting with his friends again, going around and around, it was too long to bear to look back.

"call…"

Heitu rubbed his temples, he couldn't think about it anymore.

He strolled leisurely along the dilapidated city wall, and when the dust settled, there was nothing qualified to pollute his mind, and the memories that were not the past became more and more dim as he let go, and drifted to that distant place again, and now, No more connection.

Heitu stood outside the city gate with his hands behind his back, his tall and resolute back reflected in the setting sun. From then on, the grievances and grievances between me and this place, there is no need to make up for what is missing, and what is owed does not have to be repaid. This bad debt will be settled, completely and completely .

"Fanyu, I won't let anyone hurt you anymore, no one can separate us."

He strode forward, stroked the white jade in his heart, and smiled softly.