Chapter 1100 (1/2)
Xiuba Mirza, wearing a masked sari, walked through the messy alleys between houses in the dahawi slum of Mumbai. Next to them were construction waste and large pieces of plastic. The alleys were stacked with recycled waste and domestic waste, emitting a strong smell of decay. Men squatted on the rooftops and corridors on both sides to bask in the sun.
Seeing xiuba passing by, they all secretly stared at xiuba's beautiful figure.
Under the gorgeous and cheap sari, the looming body curve is moving, but it is difficult for these dazzled men to carefully observe the more detailed details of the beautiful body - streamlined muscles, waistcoat lines on the abdomen and smooth but tenacious muscle lines on the arms.
These lazy and disgusting Indian men may not be able to carry a random punch with their strong body.
Xiuba turns a blind eye to the eyes on both sides. According to the contract she signed with mephitos, she sends hundreds of sinners' souls to hell every year - this is not a difficult job in India. In fact, after she moves to the slums, she has to worry about whether bringing too many souls will enhance mephitos' strength.
Xiuba is an evil knight, and all evil Knights don't want mephitos to be too strong.
Xiuba once lived in the mountains of northern India, where there are some remote mountain villages where no outsiders can be seen for several years. The biggest trouble for her to live in this remote mountain village is to deal with the local people. She can even feed her pet elephant in person. In areas where Buddhism still retains influence in the north, xiuba can lead elephants and walk through the Bodhi forest, Pass by those ancient temples.
When she needs to deal with mephitos, she just needs to go to big cities such as Mumbai and Bangalore!
Unlike their counterparts in Europe and East Asia, xiuba in India never needs to worry about performance. India once lacked everything, but it just didn't lack temples and sinners.
Xiuba once met a man who came to the holy land to practice with a master in a wheelchair in bodiya. Through the eyes of judgment, we can see that the man is bearing countless sins. In his heart, there is an unquenchable flame of anger. Under his calm appearance, he is almost an angry God, which is the most powerful and sinful sinner xiuba has ever seen, He wanted to calm the anger in his heart by understanding the truth handed down by the Buddha.
When xiuba saw him, she thought, ”if you bring such a soul to mephitos, you may be free forever and get rid of the curse!”
But she still didn't do it. First, she felt that if she did it, she would be easily torn apart by the devil in the man's heart. Second, although the man was sinful, she could feel that he could not help but yearn for kindness and peace.
It is not in the tradition of evil spirit knights to fight such people.
As xiuba swings her waist, easily stretches her body and walks into more remote alleys, several sneaky figures are quickly decorated behind her. Ah San is different in this regard. Even if she bullies weak women, they also like a group of people to go together. Cowardice and ferocity are almost engraved in their bones.
As xiuba slowly walks into her temporary house - if it can be called a house, it is a hut made of wood and plastic film, which is built on the beach near the sea. The sea breeze can blow away the rotten smell of the slums... Even Indians, xiuba is still a woman, She can endure simple conditions - in fact, xiuba, who has undergone ascetic practice, can care nothing about these things and only live in her own spiritual world, but she can stay away from the stench as far as possible.
The man who followed in the alley scolded and talked, and his mouth was unclean. The figure of the two men appeared opposite xiuba. They surrounded the head and tail of the alley. The men showed disgusting dirty smiles and approached slowly. They seemed to want to appreciate xiuba's fear and panic, but unexpectedly, xiuba didn't respond at all.
She stared at them indifferently, which made these Indian men more angry and tyrannical. They began to scold, and the noisy Hindi said dirty words.
When these dark skinned, thin and dirty men rushed forward and were ready to hold xiuba's hair and push her to the ground, xiuba hit him hard in the stomach with one hand, and the other hand grabbed another man's throat like an iron hoop. The men were a little flustered, and the rest rushed over, Want to rely on people to hold down the woman, but behind xiuba, sari squirmed under her. The man facing xiuba suddenly saw that there were two slender women's hands that exercised strong streamlined muscles, stretching out from xiuba's back.
They hold a small three pronged fork in one hand and a bow and arrow in the other.
In addition, there were two hands on xiuba's shoulders, holding two men. The man who wanted to attack from behind saw xiuba with four arms outstretched. He was paralyzed on the spot and wailed, ”great Shiva God! Forgive me!”
Xiuba looked down at the two men in her hand. The two men she held struggled for a while, and then suddenly became paralyzed. The whole body seemed to suddenly lose vitality. Her hands and feet hung weakly on the ground. Xiuba slowly turned back. The other two men behind her peed their pants in horror. Xiuba's skin turned blue and gray, It's like painting a layer of pot bottom ash.
This is what Buddhism calls the ashen Wai Tao!