Outside Anmi Town, the townspeople standing in front of the coffin all cried heartily.
But at the front of the nine coffins, an old man wearing a well-dressed gown said loudly:
"Everyone, these nine children, like the previous twenty-seven children, all dedicated themselves to the Dragon Prince for the future of Anmi Town."
"We will remember their dedication. Anmi Town will never forget their dedication. The town has decided to erect an immortal monument in the ancestral hall to commemorate their reputation and contribution."
The old man spoke very loudly, but there were only a few "peng ni" who had been arranged in advance to respond to him. In the silent atmosphere, the applause of these "peng ni" was particularly harsh.
Seeing this, the old man above felt embarrassed. He clapped his hands. Soon, someone sent a plate of silver to the nine families who had lost their children.
“This is a little bit of a subsidy from the town to give to families who are dedicated.”
After doing this, the old man left in a hurry.
Because if he didn't leave, he was afraid that these parents with empty and scary eyes would rush forward, tear him to pieces, and eat his flesh and blood.
A group funeral that could not be described as grand or funny was held silently. After the ceremony, the parents who had lost their children silently pulled the coffins away.
Wang Changsheng and Master Deyuan just stood at the entrance of the town, watching the whole process.
After a while, Wang Changsheng spoke softly: "Master Deyuan, there was a heavy rain in Anmi Town last night, which means that nine children were killed before the eye demon attacked the Li Chengwu brothers and sisters."
"According to the rule of nine children in seven days, the eye demon should be contented for a while, but judging from last night's attack, it seems to be even more crazy?"
"I don't know." Master Deyuan lowered his eyebrows and said "Amitabha."
Witnessing the funerals of these young children made his expression become more and more serious.
"I want to visit a victim's home." Wang Changsheng said.
"Goodness." Master Deyuan is perfect.
The two followed one of the parents, who was dragging the coffin, to their house.
The white silk fluttering in the wind condensed too many tears and sadness.
The sound of suppressed sobs came from the closed door. After a pause, Wang Changsheng stepped forward and knocked gently on the door.
"……who is it?"
Perhaps because they were too sad, the people in the house did not hear the knock on the door immediately. After a few breaths, footsteps approached.
The door opened, and a middle-aged man with a depressed face and mourning clothes came out.
The man was slightly startled when he saw that the visitors were a young Taoist priest and a pot-bellied monk.
"... Taoist Priest, and Master, I wonder what you are doing here?"
"As you can see, our family is holding a funeral. If anything happens, please let us know later."
The man's voice was a little hoarse, but his words were still polite.
Wang Changsheng bowed and saluted: "I'm really sorry for coming here at this moment. This layman, I came here this time to actually know your thoughts as a relative of the victim about the eye monster."
"Eye demon?" The man's eyes widened: "Are you talking about the Dragon King's envoy?"
As if he had thought of something, the man's expression suddenly became a little nervous. He looked around and saw that no one noticed what was going on here. He quickly turned aside and said, "Taoist priest, master, if you don't mind, please come in." Let’s talk again.”
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng and Master Deyuan stepped into the room.
The room was not big, and the original furniture had been pushed to one side, leaving the coffin and memorial tablet in the middle.
Seeing someone come in, the woman in the room who was hiding her face and sipping her head raised her head, with tears still remaining on her pale face: "Master, who is this?"
The man did not answer, but looked at Wang Changsheng and Master Deyuan nervously: "Taoist Priest, Master, what do you want to ask?"
"Father, there is no need to panic." Seeing the fear in the man's eyes, Wang Changsheng shook his head slightly: "I am a Taoist who travels all over the world. I passed through Anmi Town and heard about the Eye Demon, so I came to you to ask questions."
Hearing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief: "What does the Taoist priest want to ask?"
Wang Changsheng said softly: "Your child was used as a 'tribute' to the 'Dragon King'. Are you willing to do this?"
"Voluntary?" Upon hearing this word, a look of misery appeared on the man's face: "I am just a child like Abao, who has gone through all kinds of hardships to raise him to the age of four. How can I volunteer? How can I volunteer?"
"It's just, it's just..."
"It's just helpless."
At the end of the sentence, the man seemed to have had all his energy drained away, and he sat down on the chair slumped. He lowered his head deeply and said in a hollow tone: "The child who has the third eye is chosen by the Dragon King. The tribute will be paid by the messenger, and his eyes will be dug out and his life will be taken within seven days."
"No tribute is allowed to leave the confines of Anmi Town. Once the Dragon King is offended, and there is no rain, all the people in Anmi Town will eventually die of hunger and thirst."
"I don't want to let go of Abao either. I really can't let go...but what can I do?"
"Their eyes are fixed on our home. All of them are murderers, all murderers!"
"How I want to give up everything, fight with them, take A Bao, take my family, and go to a foreign country. Even if I end up falling into the trap of a bandit, it's better than now..."
"But I can't do it, I can't do it!"
"I still have an elderly father and mother to support. If something happens to me, the family will be completely ruined."
Looking at the emotionally broken man, Wang Changsheng pursed his lips.
Many questions no longer need to be asked. From the man's performance, he has already got the answers.
"Sorry to bother you." Wang Changsheng bowed, turned and left the house, while Master Deyuan said "Amitabha, my condolences to the benefactor" before leaving.
Walking on the slightly empty streets of Anmi Town, Wang Changsheng's eyes were far away, as if he was thinking about something. Master Deyuan beside him did not speak, but just walked with him silently.
Arriving in the town, Wang Changsheng paused and looked in a certain direction.
I saw a woman holding a little girl with braids, walking blankly on the street, and behind her, four tall men followed silently, as if under surveillance.
His eyes fell on the black line between the little girl's eyebrows, and Wang Changsheng suddenly said: "Master Deyuan, that girl should be the kind of girl who has a 'third eye' but has not been sacrificed as a 'tribute' A survivor, right?”
"Amitabha." Master Deyuan nodded: "That's true."
After hearing this, Wang Changsheng stopped talking and followed the woman silently in the distance.
After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, the woman walked into a small courtyard with the girl in her arms, and the four strong men who were watching spread out and guarded the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and ensured that there was no possibility of anyone inside. Escape.
