That night, people in the deserted village had the same dream, saying that the reason for the severe drought was entirely due to Shaoqiu. For the current plan, the only way to do this was to kill Shaoqiu as a sacrifice to the sky, so that it would rain. Of course, Shaoqiu is completely unaware of the dreams that people in the deserted village have. He is the only one in the deserted village who has not had this dream.
The weather is so dry that there is almost no grass growing on the mountains. The grass that has barely grown is now withering. If it doesn't rain, it will probably die soon. From time to time, green smoke comes out of the stone, as if it is being scorched, which shows that the temperature is very high, and it is really not ordinary hot.
On this day, people in the deserted village carried the sacrifices and walked towards the mountains. They were about to hold a prayer ceremony for rain at the edge of the fields in Shaoqiu. After the sacrifices were laid out, people sat silently and watched the mage recite the incantation. After doing all this, someone suggested that Shaoqiu should be found, otherwise all the work would be in vain.
In order to eat and resist this severe drought that has not happened in a century, people can only sacrifice Shaoqiu. With his existence, people in the deserted village seem to be unable to survive. Can we not take his life?
Shaoqiu stayed in his room that day. He didn't know what was going on in the outside world for a while. Beatings and killings happened from time to time, and all he did was just a little bit of water. However, Shaoqiu has nothing to do with the world. It is quite safe to stay in his own home at this time, and he does not have to worry about others taking his life.
Besides, I am also feeling quite uncomfortable. What if I don’t stay in the house to rest at this time? But at this time, he found that there were people knocking on his door from time to time. He didn't know what was going on for a while. He was obviously ill and couldn't do the fighting. Why did he still force him like this?
Shaoqiu covered his ears for a moment, hoping not to listen. Otherwise, there would never be peace. However, even so, there was still a lot of ridicule outside, and many people started scolding each other without knowing why. Soon the scolding turned into beatings. You could clearly hear someone falling to the ground and shouting "It's over."
At this moment, someone banged on the door of the house very hard again, obviously not letting Shaoqiu live a peaceful life, and it seemed that he would not stop until he was tortured to death. And what harm does Shaoqiu do to people? How can they be so forced?
"Shaoqiu," someone shouted outside, "come out quickly."
"You don't need to study anymore. Today is the day you die. Otherwise, with your existence, none of us will be able to live." Someone told me so.
"Today we have decided that we must kill you!" I don't know who even added this.
Faced with this unexpected situation, Shaoqiu couldn't stay in the room and read, so he wanted to close the door tightly. The crowd outside was so angry that they couldn't think of going out. He might not be able to hide here for a while. I don't know who kicked it, and the door was very likely to be broken down. However, with the blessing of the Bodhisattva in Heaven, the person who came here was very powerful, but they still couldn't stop the door!
"If you don't come out, we will set a fire and you won't be able to come out!" Someone in the crowd shouted.
Shaoqiu listened and coughed lightly at this time. He didn't know what this severe drought had to do with him. Why did he treat himself like this? But he didn't want to go out, it was definitely impossible, so he opened the door, and there were many people standing in the dark place outside, everyone gnashing their teeth, they really hated Shaoqiu and wanted to eat him. The flesh will peel off his skin. There were even people holding big knives. The blade was so sharp that it reflected the sunlight and emitted a cold light. Shaoqiu shuddered in the face of the cold light of the knife.
"What do you want from me?" Shaoqiu asked, quite powerless. There was no way to escape at this time, so he had no choice but to beg people to let him go.
"You have to die!" Someone in the crowd shouted.
"Yes, if you don't die, we won't be able to survive. Please pity us. Look at how hungry our children are!" After someone finished saying this, he cried quietly.
"Follow us and go up the mountain. More people are waiting for you. You have to go!" people said.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to follow the people in this deserted village and kept walking up the mountain. Once outside, the weather was extremely dry. From time to time, big trees spontaneously ignited on the roadside, and the blazing flames made people cough. , Shaoqiu is even more so. Not only that, the only cloud in the sky also gave birth to fire, and the flowing fire kept flying, which can be said to be very beautiful. If the sky was not so dry, looking at this flowing cloud at this time, it can be said to be the only beautiful scenery I have ever seen in my life. .
However, no one was in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery at this time. People were more concerned about the safety of their own lives. Fortunately, Shaoqiu finally came, and there was a substitute for death. It seemed that he was using No need to die. Of course, Uncle Hua is also among them. In this situation that has never happened in a century, Uncle Hua feels deeply that executing Shaoqiu is the general trend. Just look at what people have done if he puts water from his fields into his fields. What a wise decision.
This one thing alone is enough to kill him, not to mention that there is a god who shows it in a dream. If he kills him, it doesn't count as unjustly accusing him, right? Most people think so at this time.
Shaoqiu stood silently beside his own field, facing this God-given water. He couldn't even laugh or cry at this moment. He really didn't know who was playing a trick on him, and actually put the water from Hua Bo's family's field into his own field. For a while, people kept asking, "What's going on?" "Yeah, why did the water from Uncle Hua's field flow into your field for no reason!" "It was obviously stolen, needless to say. , it is not an exaggeration to kill him." "He should have died long ago. If he hadn't recited the incantation, why would the deserted village be like this? At this time, there is a severe drought, and it is unreasonable for this person not to take full responsibility!" "I think this is what I am doing. The problem of back pain is probably due to this person. At this time, I want to ask, can I kill this thief?" "It's a pity that he has no mother, otherwise, I will do something terrible. It’s over, I have to sleep with his old mother!”
While people were expressing their opinions one after another, the Master was practicing the Dharma, muttering words in his mouth, and looking majestic. At this time, the mountain also became solemn. The mage's disheveled hair made Shaoqiu a little scared, and the wooden sword he held for no reason could point at no one else except himself, a thin and sick scholar, right?
"Bring him up and show his head to the public!" the mage roared. At this time, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the mountains not far away also resonated with it. For a moment, the mage's words were like gods.
"I am not guilty. Why are you doing this? Let me go quickly, otherwise you will die badly!" Shaoqiu was carried up by people, and Uncle Hua sat in the crowd with a smile on his face and kept watching. , I feel that Shaoqiu should have died long ago, otherwise, the water in his field will be stolen in the future.
People put Shaoqiu into the bushes of firewood. As long as the firewood is lit, Shaoqiu will turn into ashes and disappear completely from the world when the wind blows. However, even though Shaoqiu was in the firewood bushes, his desire to survive was still undiminished. He knew that his shouting was in vain, but he still kept shouting.
"Burn him, burn him!" people shouted.
And someone brought up gongs and drums to beat, amidst the sound of firecrackers, someone performed the Yangko dance, and some even kept doing magic... Everything became so beautiful, provided that Shaoqiu died, otherwise, people But I'm not in the mood to play with this!
"Let me go, let me go!" Shaoqiu shouted louder and louder.
However, someone came over and heard him shouting so hysterically. He felt it was insulting to the gods, so he slapped him until Shaoqiu fainted and then stopped. Shaoqiu's mouth was oozing blood. The man was merciless and beat Shaoqiu to death.
People poured water on Shaoqiu's own field. Soon Shaoqiu woke up again. He looked at the many people around him, as if they were evil ghosts seeking their lives. How could he not feel sad?
