That year, she, who was thin and short, raised her head and spoke to the young man in front of her who was protected by the light of Buddha.
"Little Buddha, will you protect me forever?"
"Of course I will. Little Buddha will never lie to you if he lies to anyone!"
"Do you know that I would rather you are just my little Buddha than this aloof Lord Buddha!"
She looked at the sky full of gods and Buddhas, and spoke to the Buddha who had no expression or emotion.
A trace of hesitation flashed in Lord Buddha's eyes, but he was still sealed by the shackles in his heart.
"Witch Almsgiver, please come back."
"Donor... Donor... Lord, what a donor, hahahaha..."
She looked up to the sky and smiled, but there was already bright red blood in her eyes.
Have I ever given you anything? Is it love? It's love! Or have you ever been obsessed with me?
"If you didn't save me, I might have died a long time ago, but why did you save me and leave me alone?"
"Little Buddha, there are no more witch spirits in the world! There are only the traitors of Mirror Moon Pavilion and the witch spirits of the Wu family!"
"I finally understand why Patriarch Gongsun said not to shed tears for men. It turns out that it really hurts, it hurts..."