Something cracked in response.
It turned out that there was a crack in one corner of the cage, as if their knife had really hit the cage.
Wang Xiaotai's hand reached through the crack and firmly touched the white tiger's furry head.
The Golden North Whale was stunned, this was almost impossible.
The grievance field is just a reappearance of what has happened. All they can do is watch, and then cast spells to resolve the injustice and resentment in the hearts of the owners of the grievance field.
The past cannot be changed.
This is common sense.
But Wang Xiaotai's hand indeed touched the top of the white tiger's head, and Jin Beijing even saw her and rubbed the tiger's fur.
"crazy."
Jin Beijing murmured, "They're all crazy. That's not what the book says."
Wang Fuyao also stretched out his hand, pressed it on Bai Hu's head, and sent Hu Xia's spiritual power, but it was all gone, and Hu Xia couldn't receive her spiritual power at all.
"save"
Bai Hu reluctantly opened her eyes and looked in their direction, wondering if she could really see them.
Bai Hu's chest shook violently, and she struggled to spit out a few words from her mouth: "Help."
Wang Fuyao nodded, they would definitely save her.
"Save them."
Hu Xia fainted after saying this, her snow-white fur wet with blood.
Yu didn't know how to use her spiritual power to explore, and shook her head. There was no hope, her internal organs were already broken, and medicine and stone had no effect.
Wang Xiaomo's hand stayed on Hu Xia's head and did not move for a long time.
"Them? Who?"
Jin Beijing asked.
"them."
Guangshen crossed his arms and raised his chin in one direction.
The golden whale looked back and was shocked.
Outside the cage, behind them, at some point, a large number of pale, bloodless children stood silently. Their eyes were all black, with no white in their pupils, and they looked straight at the children in the cage. White tiger.
Each child is only knee high.
Jin Beijing couldn't help but shudder. How many children are there?
Those children were wearing pale clothes, and their faces were unusually calm and expressionless.
As if they sensed that Wang Xiaotai and the others were looking at them, they raised their heads and looked at each other in confusion.
Both sides looked at each other without making any move.
Not far away, the villagers seemed to have made a decision. They came over, lifted the cage and walked out of the village.
Wang Fuyao finally touched Hu Xia's drooped head, stood up, and followed her.
"What are they going to do?"
The Golden Northern Whale also followed.
Wang Xiaotai raised her eyes and said, "The Dry Bone Pile, they should be driving the Dry Bone Pile."
"What is a dry bone pile?"
"Have you ever heard of Drought Demon?"
Jin Bei Jing nodded, "I've heard that drought demons are just white-haired zombies."
"If we encounter it, a paper magic charm is enough to deal with it."
Wang Xiaotai shook her head, "That's not Han Ba. The earliest Han Ba is an ancient god, the daughter of the Yellow Emperor. She is aloof, full of fairy spirit, and indescribably precious."
"Then why beat her?"
Jinbeijing didn't understand, "Besides, aren't all Hanbao bad?"
"The Yellow Emperor and Chi You fought in ancient times. Chi You invited the Feng Boyu Master to control the storm. The Yellow Emperor ordered his daughter Ba to come down to earth to stop the rain. After the rain stopped, he ordered the daughter Ba not to return home. He had to clear the waterways first, then build the ditches, and wait for human affairs. Let’s talk about going home after we’ve settled it.”
Guang Shen also seemed to know this period of history. He talked about it with a peculiar rhythm, which always made people calm down and listen to what he had to say. "But as time went by, people gradually forgot about the war achievements of the female slaves, and began to feel that She had a hateful appearance and was very annoying. The place where the female demon was found was always dry, so she began to drive away the female demon everywhere and asked the gods to go north."
"There are many ways to expel the drought demon, such as exposure to the sun, drowning, and tiger-eating female demon demons. Gradually, the female demon demon is no longer a goddess, but an evil ghost demon demon."
"It's an evil spirit that everyone avoids."
"The most vicious method of driving away drought demons is to drive drought bone piles."
"Hu Xia is also a white tiger, a sinister god who commits crimes every year."
"They will perform a sacrifice, identify Hu Xia as the evil god who offended the drought demon, and violently beat him, hoping that the drought demon will appease his anger and the god will go north. Mortals believe that after such a sacrifice, the place will have good weather from now on."
Bao refers to exposure to the sun, and zhen refers to being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
In this endless night, there is no sun, so there is naturally a way to replace the sun.
After the villagers carried Hu Xia outside the village, they found a place, erected a temporary altar, and placed Hu Xia on it.
They performed their rituals feverishly, with longing and madness written on their faces.
This is a sacrifice and a carnival.
The villagers could not see that while they were performing sacrifices, the resentful spirits of the children were standing behind them, looking at their parents with expressionless faces, watching this fanatical festival.
When the sacrifice reached its climax, Zhou Xiaoyu took the torch from the villagers and lit the altar himself. The flames engulfed the bloody altar and the shattered Hu Xia.
The night is as bright as the day.
The unyielding soul burns in flames.
Until it turned into ashes, Hu Xia couldn't say a few more words.
She stayed awake for a short time after going down the mountain, and the impression this world had on her must have been terrible, but the last words she left to Wang Xiaotai and the others were still to ask them to save the lingering resentful spirits in the field of grievances.
Until Hu Xia was beaten to ashes, the grudge field did not collapse.
This is not Hu Xia's complaint at all.
Wang Xiaotai and the others watched the villagers dancing and celebrating the completion of the sacrifice like crazy.
With them, there are countless resentful children.
They watched all this together.
They are witnesses to everything, or in other words, they are those who have experienced it.
Who said this was their first time driving bone piles?
Who said that only evil spirits can drive bone piles?
Who says only evil tigers can eat humans?
Outside the village, waves of wheat are rolling in, and the golden rice fields are about to harvest.
Under the bright moon, the fire on the altar seemed to spread and ignite the entire rice field.
If you look carefully, you will see that this is clearly not a village or rice field, nor a Dacheng Village, nor a Zhou family ancestral hall.
The ground is covered with green blood, and the sky is filled with white bones.
This village was originally built on a cemetery filled with bones.
There is no murderer for the disappearance of the children in the village, because everyone here, men and women, old and young, is a murderer.
Everyone kills what they love, and everyone gets what they want.
Even if he didn't take action, he would just stand by and watch and help others.
Disgusting.
"Whose grievance is this?"
Jinbei Jing is a little confused. In this scene, the biggest sufferer is Hu Xia, but now Hu Xia has been wiped out while driving the bone pile, but the resentment has not been touched.
And those scary pale children, are they the ones Hu Xia wants to save?
Thank you to my classmates who need my monthly tickets!
(End of chapter)
