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Chapter 424 Not sad, even want to laugh

Tang San buried his master and apprentice from Che Chi Kingdom, and after a long journey by Sha Laosan, the master and apprentice walked out of the border of Che Chi Kingdom.

On this day, Sha Laosan was walking westward with his head depressed, and the sound of gurgling water could already be heard in Tang Sanzan's ears.

"Apprentices, listen up."

The second senior brother closed his eyes and made a gesture of listening.

"Master, the old pig heard the sound of water."

Tang Sanzan nodded, "If you guessed correctly, there should be a river ahead, which is the legendary Eight Hundred Li Tongtian River."

Sha Laosan raised his head and looked at the Tongtian River, which stretched as far as the eye could see, and thought to himself.

Eight hundred miles to the sky? ,

The river in front of my eyes should be [-] miles long.

However, these were all just thinking in his heart, but Sha Laosan didn't dare to speak any more to spoil the atmosphere.

Tang Sanzun patted Sha Laosan on the head.

"Third son, if we walk a few dozen miles further, we should be able to find a village called Chenjiacun.

Come on, we'll be there tonight. "

Sha Laosan withdrew his gaze and walked upstream along the bank of the river named Tongtian River discussed by the master and the second senior brother.

Sure enough, as Tang Sanzan said, after walking about [-] miles, Tang Sanzan's master and apprentice saw a village occupying a large area from a distance.

Tang Sanzun turned over and got off Sha Laosan, and walked towards Chenjiacun in the first place.

"Dare to ask, is this Chen Family Village?"

Under the big willow tree at the head of the village, several old people were playing chess together. Tang Sanzun walked up to the youngest one and asked.

The old man was very polite, and grinned at Tang Sanzan, "What about the Chen family?"

Tang Sanbu: "."

"Chen Family Village!"

The uncle nodded, then grinned at Tang Sanzan again, "What village is Chen?"

Tang Sanbu: ".Chen Family Village."

The uncle nodded again and grinned, "What family village?"

Tang Sanzan: "Do you believe that the poor monk beat you?"

The uncle stared, "How dare you!"

Tang Sanbu: "."

Why can't you hear this sentence?
"Master, how old are you?"

The old man blinked and looked at Tang Sanzan for a little bit, and nodded.

Tang Sanbu: "."

"Your uncle, the poor monk is asking you to live a long life!"

The uncle looked at Tang Sanzan again, and nodded, "Yes, uncle, I have been thinned these days."

Tang Sanzan: "." Mmp, I can't talk today.

On the side, the one who seemed to be the oldest in a group of old people answered.

"This is Old Chen, who is 130 years old this year, the oldest one in our Chenjia Village.

Old Mr. Chen, concubine number 30 died just three years ago, and has been suffering from a strange disease since then.

The doctor said what is his disease called. Selective intermittent deafness, ah, he is also a poor man. "

Tang Sanbu: "."

Selective intermittent hearing loss?

What the hell. Is there such a disease?
Tang Sanzan looked at this old man who was the oldest among the group of old men, smiled kindly and nodded.

"Thank you, old man."

The old man also nodded with a smile, "It's not in the way, it's not in the way."

Tang Sanzan thought for a while, then asked again, "Master, are you living a long life now?"

The old man looked at Tang Sanzan for a long time, hesitated, "I will be 21 after the Chinese New Year."

Tang Sanbu: "."

Fuck, people in your village grow up backwards, right?
"Your uncle, what do you do?? Why do you look like a bear at the age of 20?"

The previous king of the Che Chi Kingdom, Lao Guo, was just 45 years old and looked like he was almost seventy. Tang Sanzan already felt that the other party should be a model in the ranks of those who are more anxious.

However, compared with the guy in front of him who is obviously only 20 years old, but looks like he can make a fortune for the 130-year-old old man, Tang Sanzang thinks that Lao Guo is really too young! "

When Tang Sanzan asked this question, the old man showed a hint of sadness in his eyes, and he let out a long sigh.

"I... used to write novels."

Tang Sanbu: "."

Write novels?

Can writing a novel make yourself look like this?
The old man nodded, "Yes, I used to write novels. When I wake up every day, I just think about what plot to write today. When I eat and sleep, my mind is always pushing down the plot to write. Organize, as time goes by."

Tang Sanzan: "Over time, will it become like this?"

The uncle shook his head, "How can I, as time goes on, I will go crazy."

Tang Sanbu: "."

"Tsk, little master, just ignore him.

Old Chen used to write novels and suffered from deep hallucinations. This disease has been going on for more than 100 years and has not recovered.

But apart from feeling like I'm only 20 years old and clamoring to marry a wife every day, I don't have any other symptoms, so we didn't dislike him, and we always took him with us when we were playing. "

Tang Sanbu: "."

I am special.
Where did the poor monk come from?
Are you sure it is the legendary Chen Family Village? ?Isn't it a funny village? ?
In your village, is there anyone with a decent style of painting?
Isn't your village being targeted by monsters?
Isn't your village going to sacrifice virgins and boys to sacrifice to the river god?

Why don't you all look sad at all, but you all look happy.

Just as this idea flashed through Tang Sanzan's mind, he heard two old men playing chess discussing this matter.

"Old Chen, are you going to play this game or not?"

The old man on the opposite side stared, "Why are you urging me, am I thinking about it?"

"But, you are too slow."

The old man urged the old Chen who was thinking

"I said, Old Chen, you are so old, why are you still so impatient?"

The old Chen No. [-], who was being urged, was in a hurry, and threw the black chess in his hand into the chess basket, waiting for the old Chen No. [-] on the opposite side to complain.

"Hey, you are so slow in playing chess, what's wrong with me urging you?"

Old Chen No. [-] glared, "My grandson and granddaughter are about to be given to the God of the River, and I feel a bit slow in playing chess, can't you be more considerate?"

Old Chen No. [-] curled his lips, "Oh, old Chen, you've changed, you weren't like this before.

Now you also start running the train with your mouth full.

As for the grandchildren of your family, they tied a spark for three days and three nights, and the only thing in the village was cheering and applauding. Would you feel distressed? "

Old Chen Tou No. [-] lost momentum at that time.

"Oh, what a crime."

Old Chen No. [-] also sighed, "It's a crime."

For a moment, all the old Chen heads present sighed together, "Oh, what a crime!"

Tang Sanbu: "."

Your entire village is surnamed Chen, and if a group of old Chen heads come out of a game of chess, the poor monk will not say anything.

but
Nima, what the hell are you all doing now?

My own children are about to be sent to the monsters to eat. Instead of being sad, each of them is happy?
When it comes to their own children, each one sighs and sighs, "Sighing for crimes?"

"Master, do you have any doubts?"

Old Chen No. [-], whose child was about to be eaten, saw the doubt in Tang Sanzan's eyes, and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Tang Sanzan nodded without hiding it.

"Hey!"

Old Chen Tou No. [-] sighed, "If it's really our own child who is going to be given to the monster to eat, we will be sad.

After all, no matter what, they are still their own children. "

Tang Sanzun nodded, indeed, if someone wanted to eat his child, he would definitely let the other party know how to make the Manchu Banquet.

Well, as an ingredient.

Of course, he has no children.

Seeing Tang Sanzun nod his head, Old Chen Tou No. [-] on the opposite side also showed a helpless wry smile.

"That's right, whoever puts it on, even if their own children are eaten by monsters, they can't help being sad.

But what if this so-called child is not his own child at all? "

Tang Sanzan frowned, if it wasn't his own child, could he just watch the child go to die?
Even if it is picked up, even if it is adopted, it is still a living life.

Just let the monsters eat it like this, you don't feel sorry, you don't feel sad, on the contrary, you should be grateful.

Doesn't your conscience hurt?
Seemingly seeing what was going on in Tang Sanzan's mind, the old Chen who was talking to Tang Sanzan before interjected.

"Hey, we're human too, and we have a conscience.

But even if those two children can be individuals, we will feel sorry for them and feel sorry for them. ? "?
Old Chen No. [-] interjected, "Yes.

But they are not human! "

Old Chen No. [-] nodded, "The River God eats a pair of virgins and boys every year.

But they have been harming our Chenjia Village year after year.After all these years, our Chenjia Village can be described as living in a purgatory in the world. "

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzan became interested.

"Aren't they human?
what is that? "

"Baby Spirit!"

Old Chen No. [-] looked up at Tang Sanzan, with a strange light in his eyes.

"Baby Spirit!"

Tang Sanzan frowned.

How could such a small village give birth to such a baby spirit?

infant spirit.

Human beings are born with spirits. When a fetus is born in the womb of a pregnant woman for more than five months, the cycle of reincarnation begins, and the spirit of reincarnation enters the fetus and gives it a new life. The baby has a soul from that moment.

However, the so-called infant spirit is a kind of evil spirit that eats reincarnated souls. It is forbidden by heaven and earth to prey on the reincarnated true spirit to strengthen itself.

It's just that something like an infant spirit is extremely harsh if it wants to be formed.

It is necessary that the baby spirit itself has great evil thoughts and resentment towards babies, and has an instinct to kill all baby souls.

Of course, this is only one of the conditions, there are other more stringent conditions, even Tang Sanzan only has a half-knowledge.

And if, as these old Chen heads said, there is a pair of baby spirits in this village.

Then
This village will not feel the slightest sadness when offering sacrifices to boys and girls, and even can't help but want to celebrate, which makes sense.

After all, with a pair of baby spirits in this village, there will never be a new life born in this village.

Even if a new life is born, it is just a puppet controlled by the pair of infant spirits after devouring their souls.

(End of this chapter)