After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

That night, a loud thunder suddenly hit the dry sky.

The whole village woke up and ran out of their homes to look at the sky where electric snakes were flowing.

"Is it going to rain?"

"It looks like it's going to rain."

"It's finally going to rain."

"The river is almost dry, and God finally remembered that it's going to rain."

"One autumn rain and one cold day. It's going to be cold today."

"October is already halfway through, and it's really getting colder."

Xiang Ci stood in the courtyard looking at the sky with his clothes on.

In the night sky full of stars, the moon hangs high, and wisps of electric snakes swim in the vast sea of ​​stars, illuminating the night sky with colorful lights.

That’s right, it’s the colorful sky.

"boom!"

Another muffled thunder sounded, and lightning thicker than a human exploded into a spider web, spreading throughout the night.

Gorgeous, colorful, and extremely beautiful.

Xiang Xinjin said in a deep voice: "There is something wrong with this thunder and lightning!"

Mr. Xiang agreed: "There is something wrong."

Xiang Ci didn't know what was wrong, but the nightmare she just had was very wrong and made her very scared.

In her past nightmares, she could see but not hear, and she could die but not feel pain.

But in her nightmare just now, she could see, hear, and feel pain when she was injured.

And the nightmare just now was about a severe drought. The scorching sun shone on her skin, and she clearly remembered the burning sensation.

Then that night there was muffled thunder in the sky, and the night sky was still colorful.

This is very wrong, very wrong!

Xiang Ci rushed to Mr. Xiang's side and said nervously: "Grandpa, I feel that the sun is coming."

The family members gathered around with serious faces.

Xiang Ci continued: "When the sun shines on your skin, it hurts like it's been burned by fire."

There was another muffled thunder in the sky.

Xiang Ci looked up at the sky, his voice anxious: "Maybe this is a warning to us."

Mr. Xiang said solemnly: "I understand. Tomorrow morning I will ask them to call everyone who is out to come home."

That night, except for the Xiang family who didn't sleep well, everyone else slept well and thought about welcoming a heavy rain.

After a heavy thunderstorm all night, it disappeared without a trace after dawn, without even a drop of rain, much to the chagrin of the waiting crowd.

Mr. Xiang went to the ancestral hall early in the morning. When the gongs sounded, some villagers were still dreaming.

Hearing the sound of the gong, he pulled up his pants, yawned, and pulled on his shoes to walk to the ancestral hall.

When we meet and greet each other, we always ask: "What do you think of the thunder last night?"

"It shouldn't rain."

"The water in the river is almost dry, but it doesn't rain for God's sake."

"It's thundering. If it doesn't rain now, it will rain in a few days."

"I don't think so. I think there was something wrong with the thunder yesterday. There was no way the thunder could make it so beautiful, like a flower."

"There's something wrong, but when it thunders it means it rains. If it doesn't rain, how can you explain it as thunder?"

"You guys think too simply. I suddenly thought of the reason why Li Zheng asked Boss Bai to dig a deep well."

"It's just nonsense to talk about it that far."

"The gong is being held early in the morning for a meeting. Could it be related to last night's thunder?"

"No matter how talented Li Zheng is, can he still communicate with God?"

Everyone chatted and laughed all the way to the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Mr. Xiang stood at the front, looking at the lazy and yawning villagers, feeling very sad in his heart.

The sun can peel off the skin on your body. The days to come will not be so brisk, and you won’t be able to laugh anymore.

Mr. Xiang waited until the people were almost there before he said: "I have to be reminded by Lady Jing Ping, God is not at peace these days."

"So no one is allowed to go out, and those who go out must come back within two days. Do you hear that?"

The villagers were shocked: "It's okay if you can't go out. Why do people who go out have to go back within two days? How can they do that?"

"Isn't this Lady Jing Ping in charge of the sick? Why does she still care about God?"

"Jing Ping Empress, this is hearsay, just listen."

After the meeting, the villagers went home and went to town together to complete all the things they wanted to do but had not done today.

Then call back the family members who are working in the town.

Most people returned to the village that day, but a small number of people working in the town did not come back.

There was one exception. A young man named Xiang Lijie originally went to town to call his brother, but he didn't come back that night.

Xiang Lijie's father reported the matter to Mr. Xiang.

The next afternoon, Xiang Lijie came back, but he was escorted back by six big men.

The whole village came to see it.

The big men with wooden sticks in their hands had seen big scenes, but they were a little timid at this time.

The big man pretended to be calm and pointed at Xiang Lijie and shouted: "We are thugs from Bolefang. He lost twenty taels of silver in our Bolefang."

"If these twenty taels of silver don't come out today, they will be forty taels tomorrow."

"He said he was going home to get some money, so we came with him."

"If we can't get the money, we'll need his hand."

He said very loudly: "There are many people in your village, but we are not afraid. We are also legal. It is natural for us to pay back debts. It is also reasonable for us to go to the county magistrate."

He was bluffing, he was really afraid of being beaten by the whole village.

I heard that people with the same surname in the village are very united and fierce.

Xiang Ci and others stood outside, looking at Xiang Lijie who was crying with snot and tears flowing from his nose, and they all frowned in displeasure.

As soon as Jie's father heard that he wanted twenty taels of silver, he rushed to Xiang Lijie and was about to beat him: "You bastard, didn't you say you won't bet? Why did you go and gamble again? I'll beat you to death, bastard." .”

The big man hurriedly pulled him: "Okay, stop fighting and pay him back. If he doesn't pay back, I'll chop off one of his hands."

The broadsword made two gestures on Xiang Lijie's arm: "This position is easy to strike."

Xiang Lijie, who was being held down, cried so hard that he almost died.

My father and mother also cried. How could they have so much money? They had no money.

Xiang Xinjin stared at Xiang Lijie and whispered: "Grandpa, Jiezi is not bad in nature and timid. He is just spoiled by his parents."

Mr. Xiang hummed, Jiezi had grown old, and he was pampered by the old couple to no avail.

After he became addicted to gambling, the two elders did not persuade him at first, but secretly gave him money to pay off his gambling debts.

Later, when the family ran out of money, they began to persuade him.

During the two days when Jiezi was obedient, he went hunting with the villagers in the mountains. He was accidentally injured and rested at home, so he stopped gambling.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I left the village yesterday, I went gambling again.

Xiang Xinjin said calmly: "Be tough on him, chop off his little finger, and scare him again. If he dares to gamble again, I'll chop off one of his hands next time."

Mr. Xiang looked at Xiang Xinjin.

Xiang Ci looked at Xiang Xinjin in astonishment. She really didn't expect that the gentle Xiaoliu could say such cruel words.

Xiang Xinjin looked at Xiang Xinbai with a calm expression: "Go and tell Jie Zi's father that you can repay the twenty taels of silver for him, but you want one of Jie Zi's fingers."

"Otherwise, you won't pay back the money for him, and Jiezi will have one of his hands chopped off by the gambling house."

Xiang Xinbai: "..."

You come up with the idea, I will be the bad guy, I will give you the reputation, so you can make plans.