The Legend of the Witch Girl

Mo Xi ’s injuries have n’t improved for so long. She stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the village ’s only exit. She sighed and turned to Mo Xi: “This village should n’t stay for a long time, but you have n’t been seriously injured. Just stay a little longer. "

She looked at Mo Xi's injury beside her and sighed helplessly. Bai Yan's brow frowned tightly, her face full of sorrow. These days she is very disturbed, as if something is always going to happen.

When Mo Xi saw her frowning brows, Junlang's facial features gradually became gloomy. How he wanted to smooth her frowning brows and give her a reliable shoulder. Thinking like this, the hand slowly raised, but dropped down weakly. Instead, he picked up the fan next to him and fanned himself, but this did not relieve the heat in his heart, and he snapped the fan together. She still couldn't open his heart to accept him. He would rather stay here all the time. There would be no other disturbance, only he and her.

The two stayed in the village for a few more days. Mo Xi's injury was also relieved by the depression in the condensed heart, which improved a lot. But Bai Ye felt that the anxiety in his heart increased a little, and he would not be able to leave without fear of leaving the village. This feeling of anxiety has been felt in previous lives, and then various things have happened. So long after rebirth, everything in the past, how can it be so easily forgotten?

Bai's hunch was undoubtedly accurate. Something really happened in the village.

A few days ago, a man who claimed to be a wizard came to the village and was not harmful. The so-called witchcraft is used to help others, and the person who has cured the disease first gets better and looks back, it seems that his witchcraft is very powerful. But the next day, those patients ’disease will start to worsen, spreading all over the body, and suffering miserably. Those who have been in contact with these patients will all get that kind of disease. The villagers in the village are heartbroken, and they even hate the wizard You can't wait to cut them in your bones, so you can vent your anger.

The village chief's house on the other side was also upset.

"Not good, village head. Two more people died in our village." A thin young man came to report, and the bruises now showed that he had not rested well for the past few days.

The village chief took a sip of dry tobacco, spit out a circle of clouds, and slowly said, "Who's it?"

The people who came to the letter apparently also felt a little bit sad. He paused and continued, "The two cows at the west of the village and the east son at the north of the village."

The village chief pressed the smoke out fiercely. This is what caused it. The two young guys who were still alive a few days ago became two cold bodies. Between the dirty old eyes, tears appeared faintly.

Every day in the village there was sorrow and joy, the sound of suona cut through the peace in the village, and all the villagers were shrouded in a dead atmosphere.

The village head raised his hand helplessly and waved to the reporters, bringing the people in the village together for a meeting. If this continues, the people in the village will be dead.

The young man looked emaciated, but was flexible and understandable. Without saying a word, he hurried to summon the prestigious elders in the village when he heard the village chief's orders.

The village elders got together to talk about the shaman's harm. One of the elders, with a sharp-billed monkey gill, said politely: "I have told you long ago that this witchcraft is not a good thing, but you still believe that witchcraft can cure diseases? It is just a foolish talk."

Another elder who had received the favor of Bai Yan retorted: "I think Bai Bai's heart is good. Although she is also a wizard, she has not done anything harmful?"

"Oh, you really believe in the witch. According to me, even if the witch and she are not in the same group, there is absolutely no relationship. It is because of the containment of her that these scourges have arisen in the village." The elder continued. With.

Someone around him echoed him, "Who doesn't know that our village is blessed with blessings from blessings and disaster-free. When she comes, our village will be a mess."

The elders all thought that Bai Mi was the cause of all disasters, and the villagers were also encouraged. Their sanity had long been lost. Apart from revenge on this witch, they could not think of other ways to avenge themselves. But these people have never thought about Bai Bai never doing anything harmful to the world, why should he atone for the mistakes of others.

It was one night, the sky was dark, the stars and the moon were covered by clouds, and the whole earth was shrouded in darkness. The bonfire in the hands of the villagers, the flames shuttled, illuminating the entire mountain village. Messy footsteps, snoring winds, and thunder sounds in the hands, intertwined, as if venting the anger in the heart with the villagers.

They didn't even knock on the door and banged on the door, intending to burn Bai Mi, the witch. At this time, Bai Zhi didn't know anything, and there was such a big mess in the village.

I saw a group of people smashing into her room door and yelling at her. The content was nothing more than "witches killing human lives" and "witches should be damned", and so on. Although Bai Yan panicked, she still carefully discerned their words. More or less got some useful news.

She knows a little about the present situation. She has studied witchcraft for many years and studied various methods, but she has never heard of this lethal witchcraft. The villagers' anger was obviously not pretended. So what is this approach? Aggravating the illness overnight will spread the infection, this ...

Isn't this the method used by the Demons? The people of the Demon Clan have always been ruthless, and it is impossible to kill so many villagers for no reason. It seems to be the one who has a lot of holidays with himself.

There was a sneer of evil charm in the corner of Bai's mouth. Oh, he healed the wound so quickly, he made a comeback, and it aroused public opinion, pushing her fault on her. Our demon prince is really a good means.

Two villagers came over and tied the white cricket with hemp ropes in a hand-to-hand manner. The rough hemp rope was tied to the slender body of the white cricket. As she struggled, she made red marks on her wrists and neck. It was too late to explain it all, and he took it out rudely.

She was about to use witchcraft to escape, and found that she was bound and unable to move. Without a little precaution, the villagers were loaded into ox carts, transported to their destination, and burned to death.

That place was a large open space, with messy symbols painted on the ground, and a pillar in the middle, carved with an ancient evil beast— 饕餮.

Those villagers were convinced that the execution of the wicked in this place would make the soul of the wicked immortal. And the evil beast on the pillar will torture this soul in the middle of the night to make the evil person understand.