The God and Buddha are actually me

Hearing the word "conjoined twins", Zhang Jiuyang immediately became alert.

Yue Ling had found this before, but the clue was cut off by someone, and Yue Ling could not continue to investigate with her ability.

It can be seen that this matter is very important to the two-faced Buddha.

He had a hunch that the two-faced Buddha, who had a high prestige in the Huangquan organization and was secretly stirring up trouble in Daqian, would finally be unveiled.

"About a hundred years ago, a pair of babies were born. This was originally a happy event, but the weak mother was frightened to death just by looking at the babies. Their father even raised a stone and wanted to smash them to death."

"Just because they are a pair of freaks, a pair of conjoined siblings."

The brother's back and the sister's chest grew together, especially the brother, whose face was extremely hideous and ugly. He bit off his umbilical cord as soon as he was born.

The brother looked at his father who was holding the stone with a fierce look. Although the father was a little scared, he was still ready to smash them to death, but at this moment, the sister cried.

Unlike her beast-like brother, the sister's voice was like an elf, crisp, smart, sweet and moving, awakening the blood-related family affection.

The father put down the stone and put them in the mountains, and never appeared again.

The brother and sister should have died, but they were found by a female leopard whose cub had just died. The leopard not only did not eat them, but took the initiative to feed them.

Slowly, the conjoined brother and sister began to grow up.

The brother was ugly and violent, but strong, while the sister was beautiful and cute, well-behaved and gentle, but weak, and because she had no legs of her own, she had to rely on her brother to carry her forward.

From a distance, it looked like a little savage with two heads and four arms.

When she was seven years old, the female leopard died at the hands of a hunter.

The brother and sister began to wander, digging earthworms and crabs by the river to eat, looking for food in the garbage dump, and fighting with wild dogs for food...

Until they met a charity agency in Jizhou, called Da Ai Charity Agency. The old director personally picked them up from the garbage dump and told them that this would be their home in the future, and everyone here would love them like family.

The brother didn't believe it at first and wanted to escape, but the sister liked the word "love" very much.

She had an innate compassion and kindness. She would feel guilty for a long time even if she picked a flower. She was looking forward to life in Da Ai Charity Agency.

But what she didn't know was that the people living in the charity agency were all orphans without parents. Because of the lack of discipline, many of them began to grow crooked, especially the older children, who always liked to bully the weak.

They pretended to be kind and friendly during the day, but immediately changed their faces at night, humiliating and abusing the brother and sister as freaks.

The elder brother fought desperately, but he couldn't stand the other side's large number of people. Every time he was stripped naked and tied up, and then his deformed body was laughed at.

They would use fire to roast the body of the elder brother or sister, and then see if the other person would react, to have fun.

At that time, an adult pushed the door and walked in. The brother and sister asked for help, but the other party just looked at him lightly and said, "Don't kill anyone."

They also wanted to find the old dean, but the old dean's illness was getting worse and worse. He often stayed in bed and was unconscious, and woke up only once every few days.

However, every time he woke up, the old dean would call them first, ask about their well-being, buy them delicious food, and take care of them in every possible way.

What touched the brother and sister the most was that the old dean never looked at them with indifference and disgust, but was full of concern and pity.

The old dean loved them unreservedly like a family member, just as he once said.

The elder brother suggested telling the old dean about their bullying, but the sister was unwilling because the old dean's health was too poor.

He was already terminally ill and had to gasp for air even when he spoke. The kind sister didn't want the old dean to be angry and sad again.

The old dean was like a beam of light, illuminating the world of the brother and sister during those dark years. The family-like love was like a deadly poison. Despite being bullied and abused, they were unwilling to escape.

At least before the old dean died, they were unwilling to escape.

But submission would only lead to worsening. Those people became more and more excessive until one cold night, someone almost cut the conjoined part of them with scissors, and blood spilled all over the floor.

That was the first time the brother felt scared. He was not afraid of pain, or even death, but he was afraid of being separated from his sister and afraid that he would never be able to carry her on his back again.

And the sister had no legs. If she was separated, how would she live in the future?

The extreme anger and fear made the brother burst out with great strength. He forcibly broke free from the rope and bit at the demons like a beast.

Finally, he tore the throat of a demon with his teeth. When the hot blood entered his throat, he finally tasted the joy of revenge.

The adults were also frightened when they arrived, and in order to save people, they prepared to kill him with a dagger.

Perhaps it was God's will that the old dean woke up and arrived in time after hearing about this incident, stopping others from using knives.

The old dean let go of his crutches, tremblingly stepped forward, not minding the blood on his face and the viciousness in his eyes, gently stroked his head with his rough palms, and hugged him.

Gradually, he relaxed and opened his mouth.

Later, the demon did not die, but he could no longer speak for the rest of his life, and water would leak out when he drank, and he was also ridiculed and mocked.

After the old dean knew everything, he drove all the bullying children away from the Salesian Bureau, and reported to the officials to severely punish the adults who helped the bullies, including imprisonment and exile.

The Salesian Bureau of Great Love suddenly became a lot more deserted, but the brother and sister felt warmer.

They accompany the old dean every day and never want to leave for a moment.

My younger sister likes reading. She said that she also wants to be a person like the old dean in the future, and then specially pick up those disabled children that no one wants and teach them how to read and be a good person.

She often said that if there were more people like the old dean in the world, maybe they wouldn't be abandoned in the mountains.

Winter and summer came and went, and they spent the happiest time there.

Until one day, the old dean told them that he spent a lot of money and begged for a long time, and finally got the nod from a miracle doctor who was willing to come to treat them and cure the conjoined disease.

The old dean said that he was not going to die soon, and what he was most worried about before leaving was his brothers and sisters, so he had to help them get cured no matter what, so that they could live a normal life.

The brother and sister didn't have much hope at first, but after carefully observing the parts where they were connected, the white-bearded miraculous doctor said that it could be cured and that he could also help his sister install a mechanical prosthetic leg so that she could move freely from now on.

The brother still has doubts, and he actually prefers to carry his sister on his back for the rest of his life.

But listening to his sister's cheerful laughter and looking at the old dean's kind smile, he finally agreed.

When the treatment began, the old dean seemed very nervous. He, who had been bedridden all year round, actually stood beside the brother and sister with a cane.

My brother knew that the old dean was worried about them.

Under the concerned gaze of the old dean, he and his sister both drank the hemp boiling soup prepared by the miracle doctor, and then quickly lost consciousness and fainted.

But whether it was because the Ma Bo Tang was not powerful enough or because his brother's body was too strong, he woke up quickly.

In his daze, he heard a conversation.

"Is there really no need to tie them up? What if they wake up halfway?"

This is the voice of the old dean, but I don't know if it's an illusion. The old dean's voice lacks the kindness of the past, and instead contains a hint of urgency.

"No, don't worry. My two bowls of mabo soup are fortified with medicine. Even a cow will sleep for three days and three nights after drinking it!"

There was a trace of pride in the voice of the miracle doctor, and he continued: "Let alone a heart-to-heart attack, even if these freaks are cut into pieces, they will never wake up!"

"That's good, that's good."

My brother immediately realized something was wrong. How could it be a heart attack?

Didn't the miracle doctor say before that he should use a knife to cut open the connection between him and his sister, then use medicine to stop the bleeding, and then install a mechanical prosthetic leg on his sister?

There is also the old dean. Normally, if anyone dares to call them a freak, the old dean will definitely scold them, but now he is completely indifferent.

"I'm going to have an operation, Lao Zhang. Speaking of which, this sister is really beautiful. If she grows up, she will be a stunning beauty. It's a pity that she is conjoined."

"Put away your dirty thoughts and do your own thing."

"Haha, you can't bear it anymore? You, Lao Zhang, are much more cruel than me. I just want their bodies, but you want their lives. It's a shame that they still trust you so much and respect you like your own father."

"I'm telling you, if you hadn't given me so much, I wouldn't have done it. It would be too damaging to my morality!"

The old dean sighed and said: "After all, after raising it for several years, even a dog has feelings, but who makes me want to live?"

"My illness is really serious. Only that prescription can save me. If you want to make an elixir, the heart of the conjoined twins must be used as the medicine."

"There are too few conjoined children, and most of them have a hard time surviving. I have been looking for so long and finally found one. This is the medicine given to me by God to extend my life!"

"They are as humble as ants and as low as dust. If it weren't for me, they might have died in a garbage dump long ago. I allowed them to live for so long and took good care of them. This is what they owe me. !”

The old dean seemed to be talking to the miracle doctor, and he also seemed to be talking to himself.

"Instead of living like a monster, why not give me your heart and let me live for them? I will adopt more children, help more people, and gain greater merit!"

"I am the right one, I am the one!"

Listening to these words, my brother felt a huge anger and grief. The feeling of being betrayed by someone he trusted without reservation made him crazy.

At the same time, he could also sense that his sister was awake and crying in her heart.

That little girl who was so kind that she couldn't even bear to pick flowers, who was worried for a long time even if the old dean coughed, and who patted her chest and back until her arms ached, actually had a desperate desire to die.

Although my sister is weak, she is very tough at heart. She has suffered so much with him, but she always likes to laugh, full of sunshine and warmth. But this time, she seems to be unable to laugh anymore.

The anger in his brother's heart was completely ignited. In his anger, he felt that his body was full of strength again, just like that night.

Just when the miracle doctor's knife pierced the skin of his chest, the brother suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, knocked away the knife with a palm, and bit the miracle doctor's throat like a wild beast.

Blood entered his throat and was extremely hot.

This time, the old dean did not choose to hug him, but picked up the knife on the ground, and after a brief hesitation, stabbed his brother.

…

"What happened next?"

Mr. Meng suddenly stopped talking at this point, and his emotions fluctuated significantly.

Zhang Jiuyang asked hurriedly.

He had realized that the brother of the conjoined siblings in the story was the two-faced Buddha.

But he had not figured out the relationship between Mr. Meng and the two-faced Buddha, or the relationship between him and the siblings.

According to what Mr. Meng did, he was quite similar to the sister in the story. After all, the sister's childhood wish was to be a teacher and raise disabled children.

Because she had been caught in the rain, she wanted to hold an umbrella for all people like her.

Isn't what Mr. Meng is doing now what his sister wished back then?

But Zhang Jiuyang can confirm that Mr. Meng is a man, and he is not a transformation technique, and his compassionate demeanor and mind are completely different from the brother in the story.

"Later..."

Mr. Meng's eyes kept rippling, as if the next story made his emotions surge abnormally, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't urge him, but just waited quietly.

He knew that the following story was crucial, and it was probably the most important and unforgettable experience in the life of the two-faced Buddha.

"Later, the miracle doctor died, bitten to death by his brother. As for the old dean, his dagger was blocked by his sister's palm. After his brother bit the miracle doctor to death, the old dean was scared away..."

Mr. Meng began to talk again, but the previous calmness had disappeared. He picked up the teacup, but forgot to drink it for a long time. The tea kept rippling, reflecting a pair of dark and sad eyes.

"My brother wanted to escape with his sister, but the old dean refused to let them go. He said that the brother and sister were freaks. They refused to change their ways despite repeated admonitions, and they went crazy and bit the doctor who treated them to death."

"The government officials and local people searched together and finally caught them. After a just trial, they were imprisoned in a local wolf-hunting cave, preparing to starve the freaks to death."

"The cave was about several feet high. Although my brother had amazing arm strength, it was difficult for him to climb out. Normally, he could only wait to die, but he finally climbed out."

"Do you know how he got out?"

Mr. Meng put down his teacup and asked suddenly.

Zhang Jiuyang thought for a long time and shook his head.

Mr. Meng was silent for a long time, and then his voice sounded faintly, which was chilling.

"Because the only one who climbed out in the end... was my brother."