hug that god

The sun disappeared bit by bit, the sky was gloomy, thin dark clouds gathered together, it was gloomy, and there was a trace of chill in the air.

The mountain road is filled with smoke and fire, and it is hazy, making it difficult for people to see the appearance clearly.

It can be vaguely seen that different people in the mist are looking up at the sky, with piety or confusion in their eyes.

Facing the sky, he stretched out his hands high, as if to call for help, or to ask for something.

Three people and one baby were tied to four sturdy wooden stakes, and firewood was piled at their feet.

High fires had already been set up on both sides, and the fire was burning silently, trembling slightly, emitting light gray smoke.

The three are a long-lived old man, a well-known dutiful son, and a beautiful woman who was born on double tenth.

They were expressionless, solemn, and nodded slightly, with a trace of solemnity, as if they were doing something sacred.

There was also a newborn baby who was tied to the middle of the pillar. He was chubby and squinted. He was firmly tied to the pillar with a thick rope.

He frowned, feeling very uncomfortable, moving his little hands and feet.

He curled his mouth, opened it wide, and let out a loud cry with tears in his eyes.

It was very piercing and mournful on the mountain, but everyone didn't care. They lit the torches in their hands and shouted: "Shenbao, the world will be free from disasters, and there will be no limit to life..."

The baby kept crying and crying, and his voice was getting hoarse.

Everyone approached them, threw the torches in their hands into the dry wood, and suddenly ignited a raging fire.

The fire spread quickly and climbed onto the three of them.

The old man opened his eyes and looked numb and fearless. The woman and the man first endured the pain, and then let out a miserable cry, moving their whole bodies and struggling.

The baby kicked his feet vigorously, his facial features squeezed together, his mouth was only open, his throat was pulled, and he let out a heart-piercing cry, the sound was piercing and piercing.

A woman, holding a torch in her hand, walked towards him with a blank expression, slightly bowed her head and bowed her waist.

The baby cried even harder, bloodshot from crying, the tightly bound arms kept struggling, the wrists were raised, and the little hands were opened, constantly grabbing towards the woman.

The woman held up the torch, and the fire illuminated the baby's small eyes.

The torch slowly approached and ignited the baby's clothes, and he was immediately surrounded by a ball of fire.

The baby's face was stained with tears, his five sense organs were crowded together, and his voice became hoarse and louder.

Everyone knelt on the ground, raised their hands, and chanted obsessively, "Gods without boundaries..."

The baby's cry gradually became quieter, and finally there was no sound at all.

Everyone knelt on the ground, raised their hands, worshiped and stuck to the ground, over and over again, kept praying, chanting words in their mouths.

When Shen Yuexiu arrived, they saw that everyone had stood up and walked in a circle.

He got a little closer, and suddenly saw four charred corpses in the circle.

Immediately lucked out and flew over.

Everyone couldn't help raising their heads, thinking that he was a man of God, they couldn't help but kneel down towards him one after another.

The four pillars were tied with special ropes, and only four charred corpses were still burning.

There was a faint breath of life, especially the last pillar, and he seemed to be able to hear the screaming cry of the baby before it died.

With a flick of his sleeve, the pungent sparks disappeared, leaving only three adults and a baby with vague, half-exposed corpses. Shen Yuexiu saw it, her breathing became rapid, her eyes were red, and she held her hands tightly. proceed.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yuexiu asked angrily, her voice trembling.

"Return to God, this is the people's offering to you."

"Does God want you to be so cruel?"

"The gods have no boundaries." Everyone knelt on the ground and said reverently.

"Get up, I'm not a god." Shen Yuexiu said angrily.

"Shen, the descendants of the gods are boundless..." One person looked up at him slightly, recognized him as the second son of Shen Mo's mansion, couldn't help but bowed to him more respectfully.

There was anger in Shen Yuexiu's eyes, and a powerful spiritual force radiated from her body, and everyone felt a pressure on them.

They thought it was the power of the gods, so they shouted louder and worshiped more frequently.

Seeing this, Shen Yuexiu felt even more sad and angry, what happened to them.

From under his feet, a force extended outwards, and suddenly spread towards the crowd.

Everyone was knocked down to the ground by a gust of wind, they immediately straightened their clothes, continued to kneel towards Shen Yuexiu, repeating what they just said: "Shen, the descendants of gods are boundless."

"Whose family are they?"

"Go back to Shen, he is my grandfather." A young man said coldly and respectfully.

"Go back to Shen, he is my son." An old man lowered his eyes, and there was a trace of undetectable sadness in his dim eyes, hidden in the deepest part.

"Go back to Shen, she is my daughter." A young man looked gentle, with a trace of indifference in his tone.

"Go back to Shen, he is my son." The woman who set the baby on fire raised her head slightly, and said in a flat tone.

"Why do you have the heart?" Shen Yuexiu looked at the crowd and asked.

"Shen, ruthless, it is their highest honor to become a gift to sacrifice to the gods."

Shen Yuexiu asked them how many times this kind of thing has been done, and they said that it has been done once every four years, which has a history of a hundred years.

The past is over, Shen Yuexiu stretched out her hand, put it on her chest, took a few deep breaths, and said with compassion in her eyes: "The old training of Shen Mofu has been abolished, your sacrifice is too cruel, it will be abolished from now on. .”

"If Shen violates the decree of the gods, the gods will send down punishment. The gods have no boundaries, avoid disasters and punishments, the gods have no boundaries, the gods have no boundaries, the gods have no boundaries..."

Everyone kept repeating the four words, like buzzing mosquitoes, they got into Shen Yuexiu's ears.

Those four words are really ironic, this group of people is really a demon, he clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Please shut up." Shen Yuexiu's voice was stern, but everyone kept repeating one word, as if under some spell: "Get up, take them back and bury them alive."

The crowd no longer bowed to him, but they were still full of respect for him. They stood up, nodded slightly, and repeated in their mouths "the gods are boundless, there will be no disasters and difficulties"

The original four people who identified relatives did not even look at the burnt people, but just followed the crowd and left in a line.

Shen Yuexiu's body erupted with a powerful force, and a hole exploded on the mountain road. The people didn't look back, they just walked on their own.

The crowd had gone away, Shen Yuexiu walked slowly towards the baby, as if she was afraid of frightening him and herself.

Standing in front of the baby, he made an orchid with his hands, his body glowed with pure white light, and lotus blossoms rose from the ground one by one.

He closed his eyes gently, and chanted the mantra of passing away, hoping that they could get rid of the pain of the previous life and reach bliss and happiness as soon as possible.