Samcheong

In the 13th year of Chongxi, there was a severe drought in western Hunan.

The sun above the farmers' heads is like a raging devil, taking away the last bit of water in the land.

Thousands of acres of green fields, now there are only deep cracks leading to hell.

Night has never been expected by people like this, the thickest darkness is better than the scorching heat of day.

The sound of rapid and cheerful footsteps broke the silence of the unknown village at the junction of Hunan and Guizhou when the star curtain fell again.

The rattling sound disappeared in front of the small courtyard at the end of the village, followed by the boy's voiceless voice: "Mom, I'm hungry."

The mother who was cooking in front of the house raised her thin face and smiled. Although she was a little haggard, her eyebrows and eyes were still beautiful like a girl: "Wipe your hands, it will be cooked in no time, where are you running around?"

The boy was only twelve or thirteen years old, with a slender body. He ran to the fire to look at it and said happily: "There is chicken soup, mother, you are so amazing."

Such food is really a luxury in today's era.

Just as the woman was about to say something, another figure appeared outside the courtyard.

The voice of the visitor was rough and vague: "Miao Jun, Miao Jun, I'm here to see you."

"Ruan Yao, go back to the house, don't come out without my words!" The woman called Miao Jun stood up abruptly, her eyebrows frowned, and the young man hurriedly followed suit in fright.

On weekdays, my mother is very talkative, but if she wants to punish someone, it really makes him feel overwhelmed.

After Ruan Yao hid in the kitchen, she was not at ease, and peeked out through the crack of the door, and it turned out to be the bastard He Tian, ​​the village chief.

This guy donated some money to the county the year before and took a small job, and he became a domineering one.

Not to mention that everyone collected exorbitant taxes indiscriminately, she was also extremely lustful, and often touched her mother, who was called a great beauty from a hundred miles away, so she must have no good intentions today.

Ruan Yao is a big kid, so she turned around and picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board for emergencies.

"Miaojun, you see, I always think of you two first when I do good things. This kind of game is rare now." He Tian showed a disgusting flattering smile, holding a skinny rabbit in one hand, and wanted to pull it up with the other. Hold Ruan Miaojun's arm.

Ruan Miaojun took a quick half step back, her green skirt moved slightly: "Thank you, I don't need it."

He Tian has long been used to sneering: "Oh, why are you being polite with me?"

"I really don't want it, you go away." Ruan Miaojun was obviously arrogant, her pretty face was full of disgust, but the beauty was still a beauty when she was angry.

Her snowy skin is completely different from the sallow and haggard skin of other village women, and He Tian almost drools at the sight: "Miao Jun, you are such a strong woman, you want to rely on yourself for everything, how can this be done, you Tell me, my mother-in-law has been dead for a year, why don't you set up a fire with me so that I can take care of Xiaoyao's child."

Ruan Miaojun didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he frowned and said, "Stop thinking about my son, get out!"

He Tian defended: "I didn't mean to hit him, I hit... Oh, Miao-jun, Miao-jun."

He was talking nonsense, and brought his dirty mouth closer.

Little Ruan Yao was so angry that she wanted to rush out to escort her.

Ruan Miaojun usually made a living by helping the folks to make a living by fortune telling and writing talismans, and he seemed to have a bit of rough Taoism. At this time, he was impatient, and he raised his hand and swung the mahogany sword hanging on the gray wall, and Liu Mei said to each other: "I will say it one last time, get out. "

"Women don't dance with knives and guns, hehe, this is our men's job." He Tian teased obscenely, grabbed her and unbuttoned his pants.

This kind of shameless behavior is not uncommon in a troubled world where everyone is in danger.

But Ruan Miaojun was not like the usual women, he struck him with a sword in an instant, without any look of fear on his face.

The not-so-sharp wooden sword scratched the skin, which also made people bleed.

"Mother!" Ruan Yao hurriedly opened the door and rushed out and grabbed Miao Jun's sleeve, her legs trembling in fright, and she pretended to be vicious and shouted at He Tian: "Smelly rascal, get out of my house!"

He Tian was not injured, and after covering his arm, his face was livid because of fear, and he said angrily, "How dare you, how dare you... just wait for me!"

After speaking, he fled in despair.

"Trash pig!" Ruan Yao cursed triumphantly after two steps, and then turned around and said, "Mom, are you okay?"

Ruan Miaojun looked at the blood on the mahogany sword and forced a smile, "It's okay, son..."

Ruan Yao was puzzled: "Huh?"

Miaojun said softly: "I don't think it's suitable to stay here for a long time. That person is a scoundrel. Let's avoid it."

She was used to running around with her mother since she was a child, but Ruan Yao was still a child after all, and she said aggrievedly, "But I haven't eaten yet, I'm so hungry."

"Then you go and eat, mother, pack up, okay?" Miao Jun lovingly patted his little head.

Hearing this, Ruan Yao hurriedly turned towards the chicken soup, and started to pick and choose with a spoon.

For a long time after that, he couldn't help but imagine that if he didn't make a fuss about drinking that bowl of soup that day, would the tragedy that followed would not have happened?

It's a pity that time can't be reincarnated, and such a regret is meaningless.

"Ruan Miaojun usually recruits monsters to harm one side. Master Zhang in the city said that if this wicked woman is not eliminated, our village will have no rain for a day. Folks, for everyone to survive, we must not tolerate and raise rape anymore. !"

He Tian's ugly roar came back quickly.

Ruan Yao put down the bowl and ran to shout: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

He Tian was injured just now and was only bandaged briefly, the blood was still red and glaring, and he was aggressive: "Mr. Ruan Miao practiced sorcery privately and offended the gods, so he was punished by severe drought for only a hundred miles away. I will survive for everyone This year, we have no choice but to catch this demon girl, but she is very powerful in spells, now we must unite and bring her to justice!"

As he spoke, he pushed away the skinny Ruan Yao, brought several well-known bullies into the house and found Ruan Miaojun: "Monster! Where else do you want to escape?"

"I'm not a demon!" Ruan Miaojun struggled desperately, but he couldn't match them because they were too strong, so he shouted at the villagers angrily and with tears in his eyes: "Where have I ever harmed others, I am only helping everyone to heal their illnesses and seek blessings. How can you do that?" You can listen to him wronging me like this!"

But the numb people tortured by hunger and thirst just looked at her silently.

Ruan Miaojun's yard smells like chicken soup, and she is eating meat again.

Even the woods are gone here, only her family can eat meat from time to time.

...People's hearts sometimes see gains and losses like the tip of a needle.

"Bastard, let go of my mother, let go!" Seeing those big men beating her mother mercilessly, Ruan Yao immediately picked up the mahogany sword and fought hard.

He Tian clutched at the stinging wound, unable to swallow the anger in his heart, twisted Ruan Yao and slammed it against the wall.

This sight made Ruan Miaojun scream out!

Before Ruan Yao could react, he felt a shock in his head, and the dull pain took away his consciousness instantly.

He Tian hummed: "Let's go! Burn the witch, pray for rain!"

In this ancient and remote place, everyone firmly believed in the nonsensical legends that caused the drought.

What's more, there are no harvests, even if you don't believe it, you have to try the method you can try.

The brittle firewood without any moisture was quickly piled up, and Ruan Miaojun, whose face was covered with tears and sweat, was gagged, and he was fixed on the middle wood, writhing crazily, and let out a tragic and unclear roar.

But the fire still ignited mercilessly.

Ruan Yao, who fell into a coma, smelled the burning smell in the haze, coughed and gradually woke up.

He squatted on the ground and tried to blink his big eyes, and suddenly remembered the tragedy just now, almost using all four limbs, he stumbled towards the smoky market: "Mother! Mother! Where are you!"

The fire ignited more than one foot high, and the most gentle person in the whole world was faintly hanging in the red and orange flames.

Ruan Yao opened her mouth wide, tears rolled down unconsciously, and suddenly, as if struck by lightning, she rushed into the fire with a hoarse voice: "Mom! I'll save you!"

The old man Sun, who ran a pawn shop in the village, grabbed him tightly, closed his old eyes and said helplessly, "Your mother is dead."

Not everyone is so cruel, but everyone dare not resist He Tian's rule.

Ruan Yao's young heart couldn't accept the disappearance of the mother who had been chatting with him not long ago. Ruan Yao seemed to have lost all reason, dragging the old grandson and rushing towards He Tian: "Bastard! I want to kill you!" You! You must die!"

Fearing that no matter how impulsive the child was, he would be killed, the old grandson beat his neck hard and made him fall into his arms.

three days later.Tears dried up.

It turned out that such a quirky little child seemed to have suffered a serious illness, lost his mind, and had no radiance in his eyes.

"Hey, people can't be resurrected after death, you should eat something." Old Sun stood by the bed with a bowl of porridge on his head, with a sad face.

Ruan Yao remained motionless for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa, I have to bury my mother. You can lend me some money to buy a coffin, and I will pledge my house to you."

That day, He Tian made a fuss for a while and then left with a guilty conscience. The remaining few timid and kind-hearted people put out the remaining fire with the only muddy water left in the well. With black charcoal.

The old grandson has been having nightmares recently, upon hearing this, he quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I have prepared everything for you, my child, I know Miaojun is a good person, and she saved my third child's life." , but everyone here can only eat by pointing at He Tian, ​​so don't, don't hate everyone..."

Ruan Yao numbly thanked her, then lowered her head and there was no more sound.

In fact, He Tian, ​​who has relieved the hatred in his heart, is not having a good time. Like the people in the village, he is like being possessed by an evil spirit. He will dream of Ruan Miaojun covered in blood every night, and there will be a few sad beasts in his ears from time to time. Weeping, scared half to death.

This morning, his son saw a few inexplicable red paw prints on his neck, which almost made He Tian pee his pants.

This guy has a wicked mind, he doesn't think about what he did, but thinks: Then Ruan Miaojun moved here with his son two years ago, and he doesn't know where he came from, and he knows some spells on weekdays, could it be possible that he has supernatural powers?

It's only because she wasn't burnt clean that day, leaving behind the disaster of seeing a ghost.

It seems that you can't let it go like this.

"Mother, you died so wrongly, I will avenge you, I will avenge you."

Ruan Yao, who was kneeling in front of the grave, rubbed her eyes swollen from crying, said sobbingly, and then threw a handful of paper money.

People in the village were afraid of He Tian, ​​so no one came to worship him.

Ruan Yao felt very desolate in her heart, and said softly: "You are so kind to them, how can they..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sudden curse.

He Tian strode over with a few helpers and shouted: "Little bastard, you dare to do harm to others here, get out of here and dig it for me!"

Ruan Yao was shocked: "What are you doing!"

He Tian raised his ugly eyebrows: "The severe drought has not been eliminated. Master Zhang said that it was this witch who committed adultery with a monster. She is pregnant with drought, and must be burned!"

"How dare you!" Ruan Yao recklessly pushed him away, and then tore the strong men hard: "You are not allowed to dig my mother's grave, I will fight with you!"

He Tian easily grabbed his hair, and said with an evil smile with dark circles under his eyes: "You still dare to rebel, I think you are very similar to your mother, and you will be a monster sooner or later! Ignore him, dig it out, dig it out and burn it!" !"

"Is there any reason for heaven..." Ruan Yao shouted in despair: "Is there any reason for heaven!"

He Tian scolded: "Stop f*cking crying and howling like wolves!"

Those strong men obeyed, and soon shoveled open the grave and saw the coffin.

I don't want to just touch the wooden board with my hand, and a thunderbolt will strike on the top of my head.

Everyone was shocked.

He Tian took half a step back in fright, and then said joyfully, "Is it going to rain?"

The rain didn't fall, but a colder question than the rain came from the air: "What are you doing?"

Along with the voice slowly emerged, there was also a leisurely and elegant white robe.

Ruan Yao, who fell to the ground, stared blankly at the Taoist in front of him who looked like a fairy descending from the earth, her throat was choked up, and she couldn't speak a word.

This long black hair hangs like a cloud of ink, his face is picturesque, Buddha dust is like snow, floating on the tomb like a mist, he looks so alienated, but the trace of compassion in his deep eyes makes Ruan Yao feel so kind.

He crawled over on his knees and cried, "Prince Daoist, Priest Daoist..."

The long sword in Daoist Priest's hand suddenly rose, turning into several sharp phantoms, attacking those bullies.

He Tian and his ilk were immediately shunned.

"Don't let me see you again." The Taoist said with a blank face, and then gently landed beside Ruan Yao, bringing a faint scent of sandalwood.