Golden Stage - Chapter 55

The woman woke up with her eyes open, and at the first sight of Yan Xiaohan, exclaimed: “Is it you ?!”

Qi Wang and his entourage were a rare foreigner in Xishan Village. On the day, almost all the people in the village ran to see the lively scene. Yan Xiaohan was particularly outstanding among them, and even impressed the women in the village. So the woman could still recognize him in a hurry, and the crying scared, and he asked sully, “You … revenge? It’s the village chief who wants to harm you, we don’t know anything!”

Fu Shen lazily poke the fire with a burning stick and interjected: “You don’t seem to know anything like this if you make it this way.”

Although Fu Shen is handsome in appearance, he is too imposing. It is a kind of thorn that can’t be aroused at first glance, but Yan Xiaohan’s looks can be deceiving. As long as he does not actively tear his face, he can make a face. Seamless gentleness and kindness.

Seeing that Fu Shen sang the white face first, Yan Xiaohan had to put on a red face, and said comfortably: “Your husband still got it from the river. Don’t be afraid, I’m not here to seek revenge.”

With such a reminder from him, the woman seemed to return to her soul, raised her sleeves and wiped her face, crawled over to support her husband, patted his back, cleaned his nose and mouth. As she did it, she remembered all the circumstances before her being stunned, and she couldn’t help getting sad and crying.

Neither of them spoke and stopped, listening silently to her sad cry.

From last night to today, she didn’t know how many times she cried. She watched her husband’s sudden illness and was thrown into the river by the villagers. After returning home that night, he put a belt on the beam of the house and was going to hang him. Fortunately, Fu Shen has been staring at her every move in the dark, and she was shot and taken away at critical moments, which did not make her successful.

Perhaps it was from their silent waiting that they felt kindness. After a while, the woman’s crying stopped, raising her red eyes and looking at them timidly, kneeling and giving them a five-body gift: “Big favor, no virtue.”

Yan Xiaohan said it was reasonable, and waved his hand: “It’s not necessary to raise your hand. I want to ask you something. You can only answer it truthfully.”

The woman said: “Know everything and speak endlessly, never dare to deceive grace.”

After some experience of escaping from the dead, the woman had no love for Xishan Village anymore, and she had to answer questions if she had any problems.

There are more than a hundred households in Xishan Village, most of whom are of the Tian clan. The man who was thrown into the river was named Tian Cheng, and the woman’s surname was Ou, who was a foreign woman who married here from another village.

According to Ou Shi, Xishan Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers. Although it is not isolated from the world, few foreigners come. About a year ago, Qiu Yebai became popular in Jingchu area. The youngest son of a family in the village was studying in the county seat, and was tempted by the classmates to “open their eyes” at the fireworks willow alley. Out of curiosity, he accidentally became addicted to drugs, and also gave autumn nights to his peer playmates while returning home on vacation. By the time his father and mother noticed that the younger son had a deep drug addiction, it was almost impossible to quit.

The family had thin assets, and they particularly favored their younger son. At first, he didn’t take Qiu Ye in vain, and threatened to buy medicine for his life. However, with the deeper drug addiction, the demand for Qiu Yebai by drug users is increasing. Even in Qifeng County, Qiu Yebai is a rare and rare commodity, and ordinary people may not be able to bear it, let alone farmers in the districts. So it didn’t take long for the family to afford the sister-in-law. The onset of the drug addiction was painful. The young son was tortured into an adolescent form and finally could not bear it. He ran out of the house on a rainy night and committed water to himself.

Having said that, the villagers rumored in private that the younger son was not committing suicide, but that the family was unable to carry the drag, and then drove him into the river after being drowned, pretending to be the illusion of dying.

Because of this lesson, with the exception of the boys who had been dipped in medicine at the beginning, the rest of the villagers did not dare to touch the autumn night white, but it did not prevent some people from being jealous of the autumn night white and the high prices, secretly planting a few plants behind the front of the house .

The accident happened last fall. One day, a Taoist priest came to the village. Due to heavy rain on the road and nowhere to hide, he came to the village to check in. The villagers greeted him enthusiastically, let him live in an empty house in the village, and gave him a tea meal to entertain him.

In the middle of the day, it happened that someone in the village had committed a drug addiction. The situation was very tragic. The movement was so great that it alarmed the whole village. The priest was also awakened, and went out to explore. When he saw a **** man rolling on the ground in the heavy rain, he snatched up and pressed several acupoints, immediately stunned the man, and greeted the villagers to take him home in.

The Taoist knew some pharmacology, and at a glance he saw that his appearance was caused by Qiu Yebai. However, the addicts have no money to buy medicines. Although the village is planted with autumn and night white, but the medicine also takes time, the man was blessed by the villagers, and his heart was secretive. Paper bag with some fine brown powder, let them use this instead.

Taoism is a kind heart, but since ancient times, “the wealth is not in vain” and “bearing its sins” are all the lessons of blood.

Some of the villagers have knowledge of the goods, recognizing that this is a refined “Bai Lu San” that is difficult to find. At this time in Qifeng County, there was a saying of “one or two autumn white and one or two gold”. They saw that the man had shot it for half a couple of days and nights, and it was expected that he had more to hide. After seeing their fortune, these people sneaked into the Taoist residence after they returned home to sleep, and chopped him alive with a knife.

When Fu Shen heard this, he didn’t know what to think of, and he gave a right-handed nod.

Yan Xiaohan held his hand calmly.

The villagers found a piece of woman’s fist as big as a woman’s fist. The color was pure and clear, like amber, and a corner was stained with blood. This piece of autumn night white is more valuable than gold of the same weight. Several people were overjoyed, put it away, and then took the Taoist body out of the village at night and threw it into the river.

A cloud travelling priest, homeless and jobless, disappeared and no one would notice.

That night, the villagers of Xishan Village silently listened to the sword and axe chopped in the dark, blood splattered, listening to the killer shouting and laughing, but no one dared to stop.

Tonight, they are all unwake and pretending to be sleeping.

The river rushed, the dead body was taken away, and the bones and old age were sinking into the deep dark lake outside the Fox Fairy Temple.

— But true retribution has just begun.

A few people who got Qiu Yebai were afraid that the hasty shot would cause others to doubt. After discussion, they decided to turn it into zero and break a whole piece of Qiu Yebai into small pieces for sale. Who knew that they hadn’t waited for them to move? One of them suddenly got a strange disease. First, he continued to have a high fever, cough, lose weight quickly, and lost his senses. Then, he began to have erythema and rash of varying degrees on his body, and even his skin ulcerated.

This is not over, and soon after, several people involved in the assault that night showed the same symptoms.

The villagers finally started to panic. However, it is a grave sin to commit murder and murder, and the protector must sit even. The village head is afraid to report to the officer and has to call the clan elders to discuss it. One old man who would invite the gods to do a ritual in the ancestral hall, invited the ancestor of the Tian family to take possession. The “ancestors” claimed that villagers had found their fortunes, murdered their lives, and struck their unjust souls into death. This was a natural punishment. They should atone for the evil, and help the perpetrators to quell the resentment.

This set of ghosts and gods revenge barely fools the panicked villagers. The village chief prepares a sacrifice and joins several villagers to lift the sick murderers on a float. It is modeled on the ritual of sacrificing Hebo in ancient times, and took the sinners. Drop into the water to quell the resentment of the dying Taoist.

After the sacrifice was finished, the villagers had a lingering fear and threw that ominous autumn night white into the river, thinking that it should always be calm, but it didn’t take long before someone had exactly the same symptoms!

The evil spirits at the bottom of the river still did not let them go.

Step by step, step by step, villagers have made more unforgivable mistakes in order to make up for their mistakes. Everyone is a grasshopper on the line, and no one wants to jump alone.

This paradise-like village has since become an endless hell. Whenever someone becomes ill, they will be carried by the villagers to fill the river. Day after day, the river is like a huge mouth that never knows how to satiate. Sooner or later, everyone will be swallowed up.

There is no limit to the night between the heavens and the earth. Only in this ruined temple is a little precious fire.

Fu Shen was silent for a long time. Yan Xiaohan remembered the sky thunder that split the idol that night, maybe it was really a guide of heaven in the meditation. If it was not that thunder, they would go directly to Jingzhou after the rest of the Fox Fairy Temple, not in this place. After staying in the village for a long time, there is no way to discover this secret kept secret by the whole village.

In the legend of the Fox Fairy Temple, the fox was condemned for forecasting the flood. So this time, is it also alerting them to let them find out the truth and avoid the coming tidal wave?

“It’s not a wicked ghost asking for death at all, it’s a plague. Perhaps it was because the perpetrators had stained the blood of that person, that’s why they got the same disease and spread it to the rest of the village.” Fu Shen coldly said, “The cycle of cause and effect, since Wickedness cannot live. “

Yan Xiaohan asked Ou Shi: “Your husband’s illness is already a cure for medicinal stones. Only one death, you should have many more years to live. If this happened in Xishan Village, you can’t run one after the government investigates it. But you When you meet me, you can open up one side and allow you to make a living on your own. What do you think? “

Ou’s Voldi cried: “Yi and his grandson have married husbands and wives for years.

Fu Shen looked at her pitifully, and just about to promise, was stopped by Yan Xiaohan’s eyes: “He is contagious, no matter how pitiful he can’t let him go out alive.”

He didn’t lower his voice, and Ou Shi heard clearly. She was desperate, but after all, she could not escape the iron heart of Feilongwei, and was forcibly dragged out of the door by Fu Shen, staring at Yan Xiaohan’s dry wood cloth curtain that had ignited the fire. After a while, the smoke rose into the sky, and the Fox Fairy Temple turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Ou Shi sat on his knees blankly, tears were crying, his eyes were red, but there was no more tears.

Fu Shen casually threw a weightless purse into her arms, and said lightly, “Your way is still long, go live somewhere else, and one day you will forget him.”

After speaking, turned and Yan Xiaohan walked into the boundless night.

Ou’s clutched the money bag in his hands, and the golden red flames reflected in his pupils, I didn’t know how long it took before he murmured: “Can’t forget …”

How could the rest of the life be after the disaster? It will only leave a handful of burnt ash, so that those left behind will live in pale shadows.

The author has something to say: ok, I made up that strange disease, don’t test it, why?

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