The Folk Song of the Qingquan Case in the Northern Song Dynasty

Hearing this, Qian Qing suddenly remembered Xiang Quan's previous words.

Xiangquan said that the wisdom of the ancients is incomparable. Nursery rhymes and farm proverbs, which have been sung for hundreds of years, are all a kind of experience of the predecessors. Folk songs compiled to warn future generations have been passed down from generation to generation.

However, after listening to Shuiyun's words, Ganqing felt a chill behind him.The story of the five brothers sung in that folk song ended with brother killing each other.It actually coincided with the strange incident in Wu Village.

Starting with a folk song, the meaning is the same as today's event.

It is not a prophecy, but the law of cause and effect.

Qianqing's thoughts drifted further and further away, and everyone was silent.Shuiyun looked up at Ya'er, and then looked at everyone: "I have always known about the monster. The monster was taken care of by my two sisters, and I shot some birds for meat. The sisters never Grandpa Situ began to take care of monsters after he passed away. Thinking about it now, people will have feelings for raising animals, not to mention taking care of a living person, and a living person who is related by blood... The two sisters take care of him day and night, so the relationship is naturally deeper. "

The mute was silent.Shuiyun looked at her sister, with a hint of sadness in her tone.She sneered, then spoke again.

"When my father passed away, we knelt by his bed and swore to take care of our so-called elder brother." Shui Yun's voice was a little cold, and his small body was trembling. "Grandpa Situ passed away, and we swore again. Heh, swear So what, if something goes wrong, we have to lose our lives? Why?"

The phrase "why" is like a pot of cold water being poured on a charcoal fire, extinguishing the flame with a splash, and the atmosphere is like the ice and snow outside the window gradually solidifying.

Xiangquan stood quietly and listened quietly.He looked at Shuiyun and Ya'er, no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

"Grandpa Situ also knows about this?" He asked slowly.

Shui Yun nodded: "Both he and Granny Meng know that Grandpa Situ is proficient in pharmacology and can prepare drugs for ecstasy and dumbness. I heard that the dumb sister had a high fever when she was young, and Grandpa Situ gave her the medicine on the pulse. Who knows... no Be careful to make a mistake."

Qian Qing was taken aback: "A mistake?"

Hei Hei also seemed to know about this: "I heard that Grandpa Situ mixed up the wrong medicine, but I didn't find out, and gave it to the dumb son. At that time, the dumb sister had a high fever... After the serious illness recovered, the dumb sister became dumb."

Shuiyun nodded, just took a breath of cool air.

Qing Qing felt uncomfortable.Such a special "person" has hurt several members of the family, why bother?

When Xiangquan heard this, his face was expressionless, let alone sad or happy.After a long time, he gently asked Shuiyun: "You have two sisters, one of them can't speak, and the other is normal, right?"

Shui Yun nodded: "My elder sisters are named Juanyun and Tongyun. Sister Tongyun is not dumb. But they will appear in front of everyone alternately, one dumb and the other not dumb. To avoid arousing suspicion, Sister Tongyun is also She couldn't speak. Moreover, she didn't say a word when she was attacked by that monster, and we didn't hear the call for help."

After finishing speaking, Shui Yun sneered, with a hint of resentment: "She called for help, wouldn't she die? For a monster—"

Qian Qing's heart trembled.

Does brotherhood really lead to such sacrifices?

The whole village is silent, only this house is brightly lit, but the figures in the house seem to freeze, and from time to time there is collective silence.

"Master Xia doesn't understand?" Shui Yun looked at Qianqing, but his tone was very flat, "I don't understand why someone is willing to sacrifice themselves in exchange for irrational relatives?"

Qianqing is usually eloquent, but now he is dumb.

He couldn't understand.

Wu Bai gritted his teeth and said, "We know it's okay, it's Feng Jiuniang! She can't even tolerate Mu Xu, let alone this kind of monster? If she finds out, she might do something."

The mute did not respond from the beginning to the end.She sat quietly on the small stool, with tears on her face, looking down at the fire, as if she was somewhat relieved.After all, it's useless to say anything now.

It took a long time to hold back a sentence: "If other villagers find out that your brother is like this, what will they do?"

Shuiyun was a little restless.

"Besides the human form, that monster...is clearly a wild beast. The medicine powder needs to be mixed in the broth, so that the smell of the meat can cover the strong smell of the medicine, so that he is willing to eat it. On weekdays, he eats some raw meat. Heh, Brother... How is he like a brother?" Shui Yun's voice suddenly rose, "Sisters are soft-hearted, obedient since childhood, and listened to the last words of the elders. If it were me, this monster--"

"But he is your brother, even if he has animal nature, he is still a human being." Wu Bai looked at Shui Yun, he seemed to be a little confused.

Shuiyun raised his head and glanced at Wu Bai, which was extremely cold: "You mean, I killed my brother with my own hands, and you blame me? Ever since he attacked Sister Juanyun, I have never regarded him as a human being again. Killing him is just killing a beast."

Everyone was startled, Shuiyun's words were a bit harsh, Ya'er glared at her, his face was pale and his eyes were sharp.Wu Bai was in a hurry: "There is a saying in "Autumn Waters", from the perspective of Taoism, there is no high or low. What's more, it is born from the same root, why do you kill him? You—"

Shuiyun paused for a moment, and raised his thick eyebrows: "Thousands of words, you are saying that I killed a 'person' after all. If it were you, this 'person' killed your sister, what should you do?"

"It can't be killed anyway."

Wu Bai shook his head.After hearing this, Shuiyun asked Qianqing angrily: "Young Master Xia, what do you think?"

If you are clean, you will definitely not be able to do it.

Everyone looked at him, waiting for his answer.Gan Qing saw that the shit pot was about to be buckled on his head, and hurriedly said: "Actually, what is worth arguing is whether that 'person' is still a 'person', right?" speechless.This is indeed an annoying problem.

Mute must have regarded the monster as a human being, it was her elder brother; Wu Bai himself felt that all things are equal and did not advocate killing them.Ganqing glanced at Shuiyun again. She had a firm gaze, was good at hunting, and had done a lot of killings, so she naturally didn't share Wu Bai's thoughts.Since she killed the monster, she didn't treat him as a human being, let alone her own brother.

Think again, what about yourself?If he thought it was a "person", wouldn't he have attempted murder just now?

He was in a mess.

This question is really troublesome, he glanced at everyone.Whether I answer "yes" or "no", there will be people who object.

Ganqing rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know anything, you can ask Mr. Yi. He knows this kind of ethical issues best."

Gan Qing stretched out his finger, and everyone immediately looked at Xiang Quan in unison.Qianqing also turned his head, a little gloating.

"Master Yi, you also advocate getting rid of that monster, right?" Shui Yun looked at him, waiting for an answer.

I hold my breath and want to learn how to smooth things over.

However, Xiang Quan just stared at the Zhemu bow and quiver, and didn't look at anyone.His gaze has always been erratic, but now his vision seems to be firmly frozen by ice.This kind of gaze makes people feel cold, not because the gaze is not good, but because it is too rational.

After a long time, he said quietly, "Qingqing, how many arrows are in your quiver?"

The author has something to say: There are a lot of people commenting recently...Maybe it’s because there are too many people watching, alas, in fact, my ability and writing skills are also very limited, some things can’t be described, and there are loopholes in my ideas. The fourth "Two Ways" Kavin stuck for half a year...

I don’t know if it would be better to write more, and it’s hard to say, maybe ten years of writing will return this virtue==

In fact, I think "Folk Song" still has a lot of things to explore, such as settings, characters, and emotions. If you want to write this story with a different master, it may not be like this LOW...

QAQ I also really want to improve myself. After reading some miscellaneous articles, I feel that I haven’t learned anything. It’s so annoying.