What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

The night was dark, starless and moonless.

The corpses all over the ground were crawling in the same direction in various weird postures.

The mother also struggled out of his arms, her broken arm was thrown onto her back, her clean sarong was covered in blood, she was dragged out face down by the invisible hand.

Yan Shu looked at everything in front of him, his hands and feet were so weak that he almost fainted, but he couldn't scream or cry anymore.

The once-familiar hometown turned into purgatory overnight, and he seemed to be thrown into a nightmare, unable to wake up for a long time.

Although an eight-year-old child is known as a genius, it doesn't mean he can bear all this.

The book case on his back fell to the ground, and the shelves were scattered. The heavy books inside, together with his years of belief, were stained with dirt.

Yan Shu carried the carefully selected gift for his parents and returned home in a daze.

The small courtyard is still the same, but there is one lamp missing for him.

Yan Shu returned to his room, quickly hid himself in the closet, curled up in this small world, weeping silently.

When he was a child, he was afraid of the dark, but he wanted to save face very much. He refused to go to his parents. He just hid in the closet and cried secretly, as if he could isolate himself from fear and protect himself.

Whenever this time, he can always be found by his mother.

Warm and soft candlelight will shine in through the gap.After that, the mother appeared, and she would smile and gently hug him into her arms, wipe away his tears, and softly coax him to sleep.

With tears in his eyes, little Yan Zhu clutched the corner of his mother's clothes and slept between his parents.

The warm fragrance that blows over his face, the long-pitched folk songs, and the soft whispers with his father as if complaining, will always make him dream long and sweet dreams all night.

Now, Yan Shu is still shrunk into the closet as usual, the eight-year-old squeezed into the already crowded space, quietly waiting for his mother's arrival.

It's a pity that this time the candlelight won't shine down again, and what's left for him is only a nightmare that can't be extinguished in his lifetime.

Can't wake up from the dream, he is alone.

From then on, Yan Shu formed a cocoon in this wardrobe, erected a wall of heart, only for revenge.

Because of the incantations and talismans taught by his father, Yan Shu avoided the villagers after the madness, and also witnessed everything before the incident during the day.

He remembered that his father had mentioned the abnormalities in the village in his letter before, and secretly sent Qinghe Zong to ask for help, but no one from Qinghe Zong came for a long time, and then the incident happened suddenly, and his father wrote again, but it was too late .

In the past two years, the calls for help that Qinghezong received continuously were all sent out when the people of Jinshui Village repeated the death process.

Yan Shu resented the people who killed the villagers, and at the same time resented Qinghezong for not helping them, so he wanted to start with Qinghezong to find out the truth and avenge everyone in Jinshui Village.

Afterwards, he took the token left by the Qinghe Sect immortal to his father, and worshiped under the Qinghe Sect.

He concealed the facts, seeing that none of the disciples of the Qinghe Sect who went to Jinshui Village came back, he felt unhappy, but it was not enough.

He began to spread the news of Jinshui Village intentionally or unintentionally, creating an atmosphere, which made the sect attach great importance to it, and sent out batch after batch of disciples.

Until the task was upgraded from a white card to a red card, Qinghe Sect was finally willing to send out its youngest and most promising disciple.

Once the task was issued, Yan Shu resolutely decided to follow.

How much he wanted to see with his own eyes that the most valued disciples of this so-called famous sect died at the hands of the people of Jinshui Village. He wanted to see if they were in the same pain as his parents when they desperately asked for help.

However, the well-planned plan was disrupted by Song Xianzhi's words.

In the past two years, Yan Shu was rarely flustered, and he faintly rejected him from participating in this mission, but Song Xianzhi's attitude was firm, and he had no reason to stop him.

But he didn't know that the reason why Song Xianzhi insisted on doing this mission was just to try to change the established track and redeem him.

Time went back to the present, Song Xianzhi looked at Yan Shu who was in a trance again, and his heart ached.

When he read the book before, he didn't feel the same way, but now he realizes how cruel it is when all these things are imposed on a child.

If he was the one who endured all this, he might have already lost the desire to live.

"What you want to know, my father has already told you. Now, can you take us out quickly?"

Su Hui had a mournful face and was burning with anxiety.

He came here only to look for his father, but he didn't expect that once he entered the village, he couldn't get out and almost died.

Fortunately, by a big mistake, he bumped into the Tulou and was rescued, but this kind of life, for a well-clothed son like him, is really unbearable every moment.

"You don't even know how terrifying...those people would call at the door every afternoon... knock on the door..."

"At night... At night, they will crawl out of the coffin and look for people to eat..." Su Hui trembled as he spoke, looking around everywhere.

Song Xianzhi frowned, realizing that he seemed to have a mental problem.

Su Wang pulled his son back behind him, and then explained: "Because the people inside can't get out, the news is very closed, and this is the only way for Xi Guo and Lei Guo to do business, although there may already be something that seems to be there. There are no legends, but many businessmen still choose to take risks for business. Therefore, people come here almost every day."

Of course, if you come, you may die, and even if you don't die, you will be trapped like them.

Song Xianzhi pondered, from this point of view, this Jinshui Village is an excellent place to invite the king into the urn, and it is suitable to raise puppets.

The Jing family really had a good plan.

But they had calculated thousands of times, but they never expected that there would be a descendant left behind in Jinshui Village.

"Song Song, this man in purple is the Jing family from before, right? They look like dogs, but they all have a belly full of bad water! Not only did they want to harm us, but they also did such unconscionable things! "After listening to the whole process, Guan Er immediately had a look of displeasure.

He sort of understood why the kid Yan Shu was in such a strange state before, it's because a good villager was harmed by someone, and as the only one who survived in the whole village, it's no wonder he didn't feel uncomfortable!

The old fox is also a man of temperament, and immediately patted his chest and assured Yan Shu: "Don't worry, kid, I, Guan Er, will definitely avenge this revenge for you!"

Yan Shu was in a daze, and he was even more surprised when he heard the words, he didn't expect Guan Er to say such words when he was usually fooling around and acting like an unscrupulous person, he was a little at a loss for a moment.

Guan Er bluntly said that Song Xianzhi also laughed after hearing this, and bowed his head in agreement: "Guan Er is right, the injustice in this world will always be resolved one day, no matter how long it takes, and it doesn't matter who it is."

Although some justice came too late.

"But Xiao Shu, you need to know that it's not too late for us to find out the truth and return it to the world."

Song Xianzhi wanted to change his ending, but the only one who could really save him was himself, and Yan Shu had to figure it out by himself.

Now the plot has greatly deviated from the original track, as long as Tiandao does not come out to be a demon, everything will naturally lead to a better ending.

Several people around looked at him, in addition to pity, there was more encouragement in their eyes.

Yan Shu's eyes were warm, he nodded vigorously and said: "I know senior brother, before... I was blinded by a leaf."

Song Xianzhi rubbed his head: "Don't worry, we are all here."

Then he said to Tang Tang: "Brother Tang, what should we do next?"

Tang Tang lowered his eyes and analyzed calmly: "The Jing family should be chasing after him very soon. Qingji will be able to deliver the letter to the Qinghe Sect at night at the earliest. When the people from the sect rush over, we will have to wait another day..."

"How about we send these merchants out first, and then stay and wait for the sect's support?"

"The situation must be thoroughly investigated before we can give an explanation to everyone in Jinshui Village." The last sentence was addressed to Yan Shu.

Yan Shu nodded, and then said: "Okay..."

Su Hui, who had been tense all the time, jumped up when he heard the words, his body was abnormally red, as if he was about to poke out happily, and his limbs were shaking.

Su Wang was also a little shocked: "Really... to send us out..."

They've been trapped for too long, they've cycled between hope and disappointment too many times, and they've lost hope long ago.Now it is so easy to get the promise of being able to go out, how can you not feel that Piao Miao is inconceivable.

Seeing this, Yan Shu assured them again: "I can send you out immediately."

After hearing this, many merchants present all wept with joy, embraced each other, and threw their meals on the floor.

After eating these things day after day, they are already tired of eating them!Now that I can go out, who wants to eat these!

However, what Yan Shu said next gave them a blow.

"However, after going out, if you run into the Jing family, you may not be able to leave." Yan Shu said calmly, his tone was calm, and his appearance was quite different from that of ordinary children.

This level, even Song Xianzhi did not think of it for a while.

The Jing family kept the secret for two years, so how could they let it out easily? Once these people go out, without the protection of the big formation, their lives will be lost.

Hearing these words, the crowd who were still excited just now died down.

"Then what should I do? I've had enough! I want to go home!" Someone hugged his head and cried bitterly: "I haven't been home for a year, I, I don't want to die..."

But there are also people who are optimistic and mocked: "No one said that you will definitely die. Having hope is better than nothing."

The weeping businessman raised his head upon hearing this, and angrily said to the bodyguard who hadn't been here for a long time: "You've only been here for a long time! Don't stand up and talk for me, so my back won't hurt!"

As we talked, we started to quarrel with each other.

All in all, there was everything to say, and the crowd became a mess with excitement.

"Okay! Don't make any noise." At the critical moment, Su Wang slapped the table, and the surroundings instantly became quiet.

"If you continue to quarrel like this, when the person surnamed Zhang comes back and is heard by him, I'm afraid he will die at the hands of those Jing family members before he goes out!" One person cursed.

The merchants were silent again.

"Tang Daoist, Song Daoist, what do you think?" Su Wang asked them again.

"The expedient measure is for you to stay here temporarily until the matter is settled." Tang Tang also ignored the possibility of what Yan Shu said just now, and added his own opinion at this time.

Since these businessmen dared to take this road in person, they must have certain trump cards themselves, and it would not be uncommon to have a magic weapon or something close by, but the Jing family is treacherous, and it may be disadvantageous to go out rashly.

So Song Xianzhi also said: "I agree with Brother Tang's opinion."

Su Wang wiped his face and sighed: "Then, let's do it."

"However, Taoists, please be careful of that Zhang Mu. He has dirty hands and has a grudge against me. If you let him know that there are people from Jinshui Village among you, he might do something."

Song Xian subconsciously fished Yan Shu into his arms: "Got it..."

The one surnamed Zhang is a bad guy at first glance, a standard cannon fodder villain.

Soon, the man named Zhang Mu came back with a black head, Song Xianzhi raised his head and glanced outside the door, only to see that the things on the street were upside down and piled up in a mess on the ground. Several other people were knocked to the ground, mechanically maintaining their walking movements like robots.

There were even a few women who were disheveled and placed on the table.

Isn't this just bandits crossing the street?

Song Xianzhi thought angrily, however, the more exasperating thing was yet to come.

When passing by Song Xian, that Zhang Mu spat on the ground on purpose, raised his hand to him and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Song Xianzhi was so angry that he gave him a middle finger.

Zhang Mu was taken aback by him for a moment, looked at his hand inexplicably, and then walked away in disdain.

"I heard from my father that this Zhang Mu has been here for less than a year, and he, together with his gang, killed all the women here before." Su Hui appeared behind him at some point, and said faintly.

Song Xianzhi was stunned, no wonder there was not even a single woman here.

"This man is really a beast..."

"That's not it, here, even those at the door are not spared." Su Hui also sighed.

Song Xianzhi covered Yan Shu's eyes, turned around and went back to the house.

He feels sick.

Shen Duo stood outside the door, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing that he was not moving, Guan Er thought he was holding back something, raised his hand and bumped his arm: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Shen Duo didn't react at first, but just when Guan Er thought he hadn't heard and wanted to bump into him again, a low-pitched laughter suddenly came over.

Shen Duo raised his head and smiled at him.

Guan Er was terrified by his smile, and the hair on his body exploded: "You, why are you laughing like that all of a sudden, it's scary, you know that!"

Shen Duo didn't answer his words, but turned around and went straight to Song Xianzhi.

Guan Er snorted and said in his heart, as expected, he was pretending again!You scheming monster!

It was noon in the blink of an eye, and the excitement of fireworks outside was replaced by another kind of noise.

The slaughter is about to begin.

A group of people led by Song Xian came down to the roof of the tulou under the leadership of Su Wang, while Yan Shu stayed below under Song Xianzhi's strong request, under the watchful eye of Su Hui.