The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 378: Conjoined twins are a natural disaster, and the human heart is a two-faced Buddha

Hearing the word "conjoined twins", Zhang Jiuyang immediately perked up.

Yue Ling had once traced the clues to this point, but the clues were cut off by someone, and Yue Ling was unable to continue the investigation even with his ability.

It can be seen that this matter is very important to the Two-Faced Buddha.

He had a premonition that the two-faced Buddha who had great 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 supposed to be a happy event, but their weak mother was frightened to death after just one look at the babies. Their father even raised a rock and wanted to smash them to death."

"Just because they are a pair of freaks, a pair of conjoined brother and sister."

The brother's back and the sister's chest were fused together. The brother's face was particularly hideous and ugly. He bit off his umbilical cord as soon as he was born.

The brother looked at his father who was raising the stone with a fierce look. Although his father was a little scared, he was still ready to smash them to death. But at this moment, the sister burst into tears.

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

The father put down the stones and placed them deep in the mountains, never to be seen again.

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

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

The brother is ugly and violent, but strong. The sister is pretty, cute, well-behaved and gentle, but weak. She has no legs, so she always relies on her brother to carry her.

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

When the leopard was seven years old, it died at the hands of hunters.

The brother and sister began to wander, digging earthworms and crabs to eat by the river, searching for food in garbage dumps, and competing 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 from now on and everyone here would love and care for them like family members.

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

She has an innate compassion and kindness. She usually feels guilty for a long time even when picking a flower. She is very much looking forward to life in the Great Love Children's Hospital.

But what she didn't know was that the children living in the orphanage were all fatherless and motherless orphans. Due to lack of discipline, many of them began to grow up in bad ways, especially the older children, who always liked to bully the weak.

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

My brother fought desperately, but he couldn't withstand the other side's large numbers. Every time he was stripped naked and tied up, and then they laughed at his deformed body.

They would amuse themselves by roasting the body of one brother or sister over a flame and then seeing if the other would react.

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

They also wanted to go find the old dean, but the old dean's illness was getting worse and worse. He was often bedridden and unconscious, waking up only once every few days.

However, every time they 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 or disgust, but was instead full of concern and compassion.

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

The brother suggested telling the old dean about the bullying they had suffered, but the sister was unwilling to do so because the old dean was in such poor health.

He was already terminally ill and had to gasp for breath even to speak. His kind sister didn't want to make the old dean angry and sad anymore.

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

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

But submitting would only lead to worse consequences, and they became more and more excessive, until one cold night, someone almost used a pair of scissors to cut the conjoined parts of them apart, and blood spilled all over the floor.

That was the first time the brother felt afraid. 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.

Besides, my sister doesn’t have legs. If they are separated, how will she live in the future?
The extreme anger and fear made the brother burst out with powerful strength. He broke free from the rope and bit the demons like a beast.

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

The adult was also frightened when he arrived, and in order to save people, he prepared to kill him with a dagger.

Perhaps it was God's will that the old dean woke up just in time, heard about this, and arrived in time to stop others from using a knife.

The old dean let go of his crutches and walked forward tremblingly. He didn't care about the blood on his face and the viciousness in his eyes. He gently stroked his head with his rough hands 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. Moreover, water would leak out when he drank it, and he was also ridiculed and mocked by others.

After knowing everything, the old director drove all the bullying children out of the orphanage, and reported to the authorities to severely punish the adults who aided and abetted the evil, either by imprisonment or exile.

The Great Love Charity Bureau suddenly became much quieter, but the brother and sister felt warmer.

They accompany the old dean every day and are reluctant to leave for a moment.

My sister likes reading. She said that she wants to be a person like the old director in the future, and then pick up those unwanted disabled children 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, perhaps they would not be abandoned in the mountains.

Through the changing seasons, they spent the happiest time there.

Until one day, the old dean told them that he had spent a lot of money and begged for a long time, and finally got a miracle doctor to agree to come and see them and cure the conjoined twin disease.

The old dean said that he would not live long, and what he was most worried about before he passed away was the brothers and sisters, so he had to help them get well no matter what and let them live a normal life.

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

The brother still had doubts, and he would actually prefer 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.

The treatment began. The old director seemed very nervous. He, who had been bedridden for many years, actually stood beside the brother and sister with a cane.

My brother knew that the old dean was worried that they would be scared.

Under the old dean's concerned gaze, he and his sister drank the Ma Fei Tang prepared by the miracle doctor, and soon lost consciousness and passed out. But it was not known whether the Ma Fei Tang was not strong enough or his brother was too strong, he woke up very quickly.

In a daze, he heard a conversation.

"Are we really not going to tie them up? What if they wake up in the middle of the night?"

This was the voice of the old dean, but I didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the old dean’s voice no longer had the previous kindness, but instead revealed a hint of urgency.

"No, don't worry. These two bowls of Ma Fei Tang are medicinal. Even a cow would have to sleep for three days and three nights after drinking it!"

There was a hint of pride in the doctor's voice as he continued, "Let alone cutting open their hearts, even if we cut these freaks into pieces, they will never wake up!"

"That's fine, that's fine."

The brother immediately realized that something was wrong. How could it be a heart-breaking operation?

Didn’t the miracle doctor say before that he should use a knife to cut open the place where he and his sister were connected, then use medicine to stop the bleeding, and then install a mechanical prosthetic leg for his sister?

And there is the old dean. Normally, if anyone dared to call them freaks, the old dean would definitely scold them harshly, but now he is completely indifferent.

"I'm going to have surgery, Lao Zhang. Speaking of which, this little sister is really pretty. She will definitely be a stunning beauty when she grows up. It's a pity that she's a conjoined twin."

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

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

"I'm telling you, if you didn't offer me so much, I wouldn't want to do this kind of thing. It's too bad for my moral character!"

The old dean sighed and said, "After all, I have raised it for several years. Even if it is just a dog, I have feelings for it. But who made me want to live?"

"My illness is too serious. Only that recipe can save me. But if you want to make the elixir, you must use the conjoined twin's heart as the medicine."

"There are so few conjoined twins, and most of them have a hard time surviving. I have been searching for so long and finally found one. This is a medicine gift from God that will extend my life!"

"They were as lowly as ants and as worthless as dust. If it weren't for me, they would have died in some garbage dump long ago. It was me who allowed them to live for so long and took good care of them. They owe me this!"

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

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

"I am right, I am!"

Hearing these words, the brother felt a huge anger and grief. The feeling of being betrayed by someone he trusted without reservation drove him crazy.

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

The little girl who was so kind that she couldn't bear to pick flowers, who would worry for a long time even when the old dean coughed, and who would pat his chest and back until her arms were sore, actually developed 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 and is full of sunshine and warmth. But this time, she seems unable to laugh anymore.

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

Just as the miracle doctor's knife pierced the skin on his chest, his brother suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, slapped the knife away, and at the same time bit the miracle doctor's throat like a wild beast.

The blood entered my throat, 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 then?"

At this point in the story, Mr. Meng suddenly stopped and his emotions showed obvious fluctuations.

Zhang Jiuyang asked quickly.

He had already realized that the elder brother of the conjoined siblings in the story was the later Two-Faced Buddha.

But he has not yet figured out the relationship between Mr. Meng and the Two-Faced Buddha, or rather, the relationship between him and the brother and sister.

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

Because I have been caught in the rain, I want to hold an umbrella for all people like me.

Isn’t what Mr. Meng is doing now what his sister wished for back then?
But Zhang Jiuyang can confirm that Mr. Meng is a man and does not have the ability to transform. His compassionate demeanor and broad mind are completely different from those of the brother in the story.

"later……"

Mr. Meng's eyes were constantly rippling, as if the following story made his emotions surge abnormally, and he did not speak for a long time.

Zhang Jiuyang did not urge him, but just waited quietly.

He knew that the following story was of vital importance and was probably the most important and unforgettable experience in the life of the Two-Faced Buddha.

"Later, the miracle doctor died. He was 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 speak again, but his previous calmness had disappeared. He picked up the teacup but forgot to drink it for a long time. Ripples kept appearing in the tea, reflecting a pair of dark and sad eyes.

"The brother and sister wanted to escape, but the old dean refused to let them go. He said that the brother and sister were freaks and refused to change. They went berserk and bit the doctor who treated them to death."

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

"The hole was several meters high. Although my brother had amazing arm strength, it was difficult for him to climb out. Normally, he would have just waited for death, 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 before his voice rang out faintly, making people shudder.

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

(End of this chapter)