I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

Nagarumuratou.

The girl was tied to a cross stake with twine.

Around the stakes, firewood contributed by families piled up.

Firewood, which was supposed to boil water, is now used to burn people.

The girl hung her little head low, her black hair poured like a waterfall, no one could see her face clearly, and no one knew what was going on in her heart at the moment.

“Burn the drought

girl, release the river god!” “This dead girl, what to eat is not good, but to eat the river god, rotten mouth is really gluttonous.”

Wang Ye said that many children in our village went down to the mud that day, so many river shrimp and loach, the river god was touched by the rain baby.

“After all, this little girl was killed by the rain baby.”

“Fart, there is providence in the underworld.” If this little slut hadn’t been the reincarnation of the drought woman, wouldn’t the river god be so ingenious that she would have eaten it?”

“The emerald river that has flowed for hundreds of years has dried up, the old wells that have nurtured more than ten generations have dried up, and most of the corn seedlings in the field have been sunburned, and they all blame this little slut.”

“Compared with last year, this year’s corn production has dropped by at least seventy percent, thanks to this little slut.”

“My sheep have no water to drink, and they have died of thirst, and being burned to death by fire is considered cheap for her, otherwise I would have to dry her blood drop by drop, peel off the flesh one by one, and break the bones inch by inch.” ”

What sins did Cang Lan and Qu Yiqing do in their previous lives, and they actually recognized this kind of disaster star as their goddaughter, but they made our stay in the village miserable.”

“I will fertilize the ashes of this little slut and sprinkle them all over my Li family’s land.”

“I want it too. ”

……

The girl looked up slightly.

She couldn’t see the villagers clearly.

The light is too dazzling.

“What the hell am I… What crime was committed?!” the

girl muttered, unable to figure it out.

“The sun rises in the east.

I give the talisman, the general sweep is unknown. ”

A middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a yin and yang Daoist robe, with a peach wood sword in one hand and a yellow paper talisman in the other.

As he read the words, he danced a sword dance for the girl and the villagers.

“Spit the fire of the mountains, the light of the Fu Feimen.

Monsters are all over the world, breaking the plague and eating King Kong with years. ”

Descend the demon and the deceased, turn into auspicious.”

Taishang Laojun, urgent as a command. ”

Feng!” In

a low voice, the Taoist priest waved his sleeves.

But I saw that the yellow paper talisman broke through the air like a blade, snapped, and firmly pasted into the girl’s heart.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, stunning everyone.

“Dao Chief!”

Li Minyin’s eyes were quick, and he hurriedly helped the shaky Taoist priest.

The rank smiled.

The Taoist priest, whose face was as pale as paper, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said weakly: “The three souls and seven spirits of the drought girl have been set at the mouth of the heart by the Poor Dao Immortal Talisman, and you can do it.”

“The Dao Chief’s technique is unpredictable, admire and admire.

“The Taoist Commander has worked hard, and later, please move to the Han House for dinner.” ”

Villagers, every word you say, the corners of the Taoist priest’s flattering mouth are almost to the root of the ear, and Wang Ye is envious when he sees it.

‘The Taoist chief is so powerful, he vomits blood when he says he vomits, how did he do it?’

Li Minyin lit a torch and came to the pyre.

Looking at the girl’s hot little face sunburned.

Look at the worn-out linen suit covered with patches.

And the little feet that seem to have been soaked in the loess.

The man’s throat squirmed and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

My throat burned uncomfortably, as if swallowing a mouthful of magma.

“I’ll come~”

The old king took two steps forward.

Li Minyin hurriedly handed out the torch and merged into the crowd in panic.

Li Shishi cursed in a low voice, “Cowardly as a mouse.” ”

The old king has no ears behind his back.

Slowly turning around, while looking at Li Shishi, he stretched out his withered hand holding the torch.

“Are you bold, or will you come?” Li

Shishi’s face turned pale, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not to say anything, he didn’t even have the courage to look at the old king’s head.

……

Under the gaze of more than a hundred pairs of eyes that are either indifferent, gloomy, or smiling.

The old king stared at the girl’s clear black and white peach blossom eyes.

“Girl, do you have any last words?”

asked the old king.

“Grandpa Wang, Xiaoyu is still asleep in the shade of the trees.

“I’ll wake him up later.”

“If he asks where your sister went, you say I ran away.”

“I couldn’t stand the pain of learning to sing, the pain of cooking every day, the pain of carrying water and irrigating seedlings every day, so I fled.”

The old king nodded, “Good.” The

girl pondered for a short while and continued, “Grandpa Wang, my family has seven plots of land, if you can, please water at least one.”

“A piece of land can barely allow the righteous father and mother, and the light rain, to last until next year.” The

old king’s thin palm holding the torch was moist.

“Well, Grandpa promises you. Peach

Blossom’s eyes suddenly shimmered a little sparkle.

“Grandpa Wang, the righteous father and mother don’t know when they will return.

“The light rain is too small, only four years old, and I can’t reach the stove by stepping on the bench.”

“Xiaoyu sleeps and likes to kick the quilt.

“Also, Xiaoyu likes to eat egg soup the most, and there are still a lot of eggs left over from her mother.”

“The walking beasts are short of water and irritable, don’t let the light rain go up the mountain.”

“And Wangcai and Laifu.”

“Grandpa Wang, you must take care of Xiaoyu!” The

torch trembled lightly, and the old king said softly: “Girl, don’t worry, grandpa will definitely hand over the rain baby to your righteous father and mother intact.”

“Grandpa.

“Yes. ”

I… Looking

at the girl’s serious look, the old king trembled in his heart: “No, child, you didn’t make the slightest mistake.” The

girl smiled slightly, “That’s good, if I didn’t make a mistake, otherwise even if I die, my righteous mother will curse me.” ”

Whew~”

let out a long breath, and the old king’s head trembled and threw the torch towards the hay.

“Burn you little slut!” said

Li Shishi with a sly smile.

Just as the torches were about to ignite the hay.

Under the shade of the tree, the middle-aged Taoist priest sitting on a small bench rested, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked a subtle curve.

Swoosh.

The sound of breaking the air stopped abruptly.

The old king screamed in pain and threw the torch.

The villagers were first stunned, and then looked at each other.

In front of the pyre, a stone fell.

“Hey!” everyone

turned their heads in unison to look at the source of the sound.

On the ancient road ten zhang away, there stood a boy about eleven or twelve years old, not much older than Wang Lishan, a child from Changliu Village.

The boy was dressed in a coarse linen shirt, with a pair of tattered straw shoes on his feet and an iron sword on his back.

In front of everyone, the boy untied his iron sword.

With a bang, he drew his sword and unsheathed it.

Immediately walked under a willow tree by the side of the road.

One-handed sword.

Oblique chopping.

The iron sword is sheathed.

The boy walked towards the crowd.

The body of the willow tree, which was about the thickness of an adult’s thigh, slowly staggered.

With a bang, the dust flew straight up.

“Goo~”

The sound of swallowing began one after another.

No one dared to disdain the boy.

At the head of the village, the boy stood still, first looking at the girl tied to the stake, then his bright eyes swept over the villagers, and finally his gaze fell on the Taoist priest.

“My name is Cheng Hu, the tiger of the tiger. ”

The boy’s killing intent is strong and does not hide the slightest.

With a pop, the Taoist priest simply knelt on his knees.

“Young man, don’t kill me, one hundred and twenty taels of snowflake pattern silver haven’t arrived yet.”

“The poor poor road even confiscated the deposit. Seeing

that the boy’s palm was on the hilt of the sword, the Taoist priest hurriedly pointed a finger at the old king’s head.

“Young man, it’s him, it’s him, it’s him.

“Wang Haoyang ordered me.

“No shit river gods, no Raushiko drought women.

“Everything is to rob the family of the water from the private well.” The

young man’s sharp eyes swept over the faces of the villagers who were either shocked, stunned, or embarrassed.

“River God

?!” “Drought Girl?

!” “Foolishness!” The

young man said coldly, “I came from Yunzhou Lingshi County, thousands of miles away. Along the way, rivers stopped flowing and crops died.

“Food prices are soaring, wells are not dripping, and tens of thousands of people are fleeing.”

“This drought has affected several states.

“Dare to ask, sacrifice this little girl, can you let this little river god in your village rain down on the whole world?”

The shame was debunked by the boy Yu Langlang.

But there is no shame.

“Hmph!”

snorted coldly, and the boy looked again into the shade.

The two lacquer pupils contracted suddenly.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who was still kneeling before disappeared without a trace, along with the little white donkey.

……

ps: The next chapter the heroine leaves the village.

I’m going to work tomorrow and Monday, so try to write another chapter later, and update it early.

I’m sure someone will ask Cheng Hu who he is.