I, The God Of The Flood And Desolate Rivers, Control The Long River Of Time

"How can a misunderstanding be a misunderstanding? But I would like to hear, what else can he argue.

Then Xiaowei turned over again and lay down beside Wei Ning, as if he was still fainting.

The old bagpiper walked to the door, "I'm sorry, I was meditating just now, and I didn't hear it."

The village chief and the old man didn't have much to say, just exchanged glances.

"Come in!

Then the two of them walked inside, saying as they walked, "Big hero, are you awake? Xiaowei, are you awake?"

The old bagpiper shook his head, "Neither of them are awake, but according to my inference, they will definitely wake up tomorrow morning."

The old man with bagpipes opened his own jug and took a sip of wine.

"I don't know what happened to the village chief and you two?"

Then the two old men suddenly knelt down.

The old man with bagpipes didn't step up to help either, but just looked coldly at what they were trying to do?

"I want to ask the Taoist priest to save the lives of both of us."

"Late, what happened? Is someone chasing you?" The old bagpipe knew that it was because of Xiaowei, but he told a lie.

"No no no." The two quickly shook their heads.

"It's about the kid."

"Child?" The old bagpiper glanced at Xiaowei, "What can a child do to you?"

"This matter started more than ten years ago."

The stories they told were not much different from what Wei Ning heard, except for a few details.

It's about why they killed Xiaowei's parents, this.

According to the village chief's explanation, Xiaowei's parents should be blamed for all this.

The village got rich from the ceramics industry, but not entirely by the ceramics industry.

Because the ceramics they make are no different from those made by other villages, and the price is not much cheaper than others, but the goods they sell are very good.

It's because the ceramics they make are not like other villages do, but they are used for life.

The village is located on the border between the two countries, and wars often occur.

In order to deter each other's people, the two countries have begun to use some bad means.

So they used ceramic jars as a form of punishment.

It is to cut off human limbs and put them in ceramic jars.

But these are actually the village chiefs, and the business they do privately, the owner and his wife of the ceramic factory do not know about these things.

Because they are mainly responsible for distributing property to the villagers in the village.

The villagers have not received any good education, and some people can't even calculate the accounts, so they can only be the factory managers.

But later, the factory owner's wife came to know about it inexplicably, and she thought it was immoral to do so.

So I wanted to stop selling these ceramics to the enemy country, but the villagers still sold ceramics to them for profit.

The factory owner and his wife wanted to close the ceramic factory, but the village chief had to kill them.

The ceramic jars contained all the corpses of the people of their own country, and these villagers were only in the interests of their immediate interests and completely disregarded the feelings of their compatriots.

Who is right and who is wrong in this matter, the old man Feng Di does not judge well.

However, after listening to what the village chief said, Xiaowei clenched his fist, and tears fell from his eyes.

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