Kuai Chuan: Crazy criticized villain in my arms and arrogant

Chapter 138 The mountain god is always being sacrificed! (Four)

Bypassing the long corridor with carved beams and painted buildings, a splendid palace is surrounded by flowers and brocades. The bright sunlight falls into the palace, and the ground reflected is shining brightly. A crystal throne under the tree melts into the tree.

Xun Fu, who was wearing a green shirt, lay lazily on the throne, pinching a thin leaf with his fingertips, grinding the texture of it.

In front of him was a huge water mirror, in which the villagers of Xiyue Village were playing in a state of embarrassment.

The muddy river water engulfed them, leaving them in deep panic, but when they were about to drown because of themselves, they were always rescued by a cold but vital force.

Once or twice, they were still afraid of such a danger at first, but later, when they gradually realized that although they would be in danger every time, they could not die no matter what, they became numb.

But this kind of life is worse than death, and because of many floods, there is not much food left in the family, and this year's food has just been planted. The confusion about the future life has made many people resent the mountain god. Hate the gods could directly prevent these disasters, but instead of stopping them, they let them experience this every day.

Some unbearable villagers in the village began to gather in front of the sanctuary of the sorceress Lin, clamoring for the sorceress to find a way. They can no longer bear this kind of life. The suffering is long and they don't know when they will die.

Mrs. Lin, who was also living a particularly difficult life, frowned slightly with drooping eyebrows and eyes, and irritated thoughts stained the muddy eye sockets. She waved her sleeve and stroked a man with a filthy face who was pulling her cuff, the dryness in her eyes Dissipated, replaced by countless melancholy, sighed:
"The mountain god is not satisfied with the sacrifices we sent. These catastrophes are caused by the mountain god's anger on us, alas"

Hearing that the present result was caused by their lack of dedication in serving the mountain god, everyone looked at the sorceress with trepidation on their faces, and asked tremblingly, "Then, what can Granny Lin do to calm the anger of the mountain god?"

Mrs. Lin covered her eyes, as if she had inadvertently glanced at the crowd in front of her, with a look of embarrassment on her face: "There is a way, just sacrifice another girl to the mountain god."

Now it was the turn of the villagers to show embarrassment on their faces. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. After these few days, the pretty girls in their village were tortured to the point of disrepair. How could there be any young girls who could sacrifice to the mountain gods.

Granny Lin also seemed to see the difficulty of the crowd, half-knocked her eyes and put her hands together in front of her chest, chanting some obscure spells in her mouth.

Dots of golden light swayed in the crowd, slowly forming a light golden butterfly, its wings vibrated slightly, shuttled through the crowd, looking for it.

The golden butterfly circled a few times around a girl who was covered in filth and couldn't see her face clearly. Its wing feathers swung gold powder and landed on the girl, turning into wisps of golden mist that enveloped the girl.

The people around looked at the unknown situation in front of them, and they were at a loss in fear, for fear that the strange golden mist would bring disaster to them in the next second.

Fortunately, Mrs. Lin, who didn't know when to open her eyes, comforted her in time: "Master Mountain God cast a miracle and chose this girl."

As soon as these words came out, the panicked villagers really calmed down, and even a little excitement appeared on their faces. Since the Lord Mountain God performed a miracle, could they be relieved from this kind of life?

When the golden mist dissipated and a completely new girl appeared in front of everyone, the look of hope completely radiated from everyone's eyes, and she seemed extremely urgent. She wished that the girl would immediately go to the mountain god to solve their current predicament.

And the girl Liu Ziying who was surrounded by the crowd was pale and backed away in fear, as if she had guessed what everyone was thinking, but she had nowhere to retreat when surrounded by surrounded villagers.

At this time, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and the continuous drizzle fell, which aroused the panic of everyone again, but Liu Ziying, who was surrounded by it, had surprise in her eyes. She had never looked forward to the sudden disaster every day so much , but she would rather live in pain than death, but what Mrs. Lin said put an end to all her hopes.

"Everyone, don't panic. As long as we send the sacrifices to the mountain god now to appease the anger of the lord, we won't have to suffer this again."

The eyes fell back on Liu Ziying once again, with a scorching light, and the village chief who was the leader winked at the young people next to him.

Looking at the people approaching from her side, Liu Ziying felt a sense of sadness in her heart, and her moist eyes looked around in a panic, trying to find a glimmer of life.

But these outrageous villagers who have been tortured already have compassion in their hearts. I saw one of the young men with a withered face pull out the thick cloth strips around his waist, and quickly tied Liu Ziying's hands. The other two The youth pressed her shoulders and completely restricted her movement.

The indifference of everyone in front of her eyes finally annihilated the last glimmer of hope in Liu Ziying's eyes. The low sobs resounded in the crowd, filled with infinite sadness, but could not arouse the slightest pity from the crowd.

Under the command of Mrs. Lin, Liu Ziying was escorted to the lake, and the dense rain fell on the lake, splashing waves.

A long-abandoned fishing boat by the lake was covered with mottled moss. Two young men escorted Liu Ziying, tied her to the fishing boat, untied the rope tied to the bow, and pushed hard, and the fishing boat slowly moved towards the boat. Drove into the lake.

The villagers on the bank bowed in fear in the direction of the fishing boat, and shouted over and over again: "Wangshan God protect us!"

Xun Fu, who was far away on Shanshen Island, looked at the ridiculous scene of the village name, and his eyes fell deeply on that Mrs. Lin, who is bewitching people's hearts and is worthy of being a demon, playing with human nature in the palm of her hand.

Thinking of the original owner's ending, Xun Fu's hands tightened, and a bone-chilling gleam appeared in his eyes. If you want to play, then enjoy it.

With a slight flick of her fingertips, Lin Pozi, who was hundreds of miles away, suddenly froze. The bone erosion pain accompanied by the blazing fire emerging from her body caused her instant pain.

She shook her lips and tried to call out to the villagers around her, but no one paid attention to her, as if in the eyes of those villagers, she couldn't see Mrs. Lin at all.

But Xun Fu didn't intend to kill Granny Lin right now, after all, some things have to be done slowly to be fun.

With a light wave of his bare hand, the picture in front of him changed again.

On the silent lake, a dilapidated boat "squeaks, squeaks" in circles on the lake, with deep blue colors, and the flying raindrops fall into the lake to blend with it.

　Poor no collection!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)