"The ability of money bags to make money is really good, in such a poor place as Lechuan, he can also scavenge so many things out. ”

Simon Bo looked at the treasury of the Minister of Finance, and he sincerely admired.

After only a year of operation, the Minister of Finance got nearly 10,000 stone of grain, and countless weapons of all kinds, as for the silver, how much silver he had when he came, and now it seems that there are more, Lechuan is poor, but there is always a little bit of silver.

"More than two hundred miles away from here, there is a fire temple, the fire temple is famine today, and they are thinking about selling the temple. ”

A well-informed source told the finance minister.

"Can a slave sell the temple?" is it unlikely," the God of Wealth was not convinced.

"The god of fire, he has not appeared for many years, maybe he has forgotten the slaves of Lethe, for so many years, there are no new slaves coming, the temple of fire can no longer withstand it, even if the ghosts are not demolished, they will not survive the next year, they now have many people who are ready to take refuge in other gods, but the slaves of the god of fire, the symbol of fire on their heads is too big and too obvious, and the other gods have taken them in for fear of trouble, and ask their people not to take them in. ”

"Almighty God, apparition, save your slaves. ”

In the temple of the god of fire, the head of the slaves knelt in the statue of the god of fire, pleading with the god of fire.

The pleas of the slaves were not answered by the god of fire, who had already given up his slaves. The slaves wailed and sought protection.

Some people have heard that there is a Mr. Mo in the Temple of Dou who has hands and eyes to the sky, and they once helped the slaves of the sheep god who was destroyed in the temple.

They wanted to contact Mr. Mo and join him.

"Vulcan, Vulcan, we have worshipped you for so many years, and you have given up on us. Vulcan, why do we worship you?"

A young man shouted angrily, and he stormed the temple of the god of fire, and he picked up a hammer and pointed it at the idol of the god of fire.

The hammer fell, but the idol was not damaged, and his body burned.

"Ahh

However, the water in the pond could not extinguish the flames in him, and the flames in his body became more vigorous.

"Thank you, Vulcan!" the Vulcan slaves were excited when they saw this, and although they burned a companion, it proved that the Vulcan was still watching them.

"You are guilty, your faith in the god of fire is not strong, you want to betray the god of fire, you should be given up by the god of fire. "An old man with gray hair, he stood up and accused them.

"I'm guilty, I'm guilty!" a strong man stood up, and he stood in front of the god of fire and confessed his guilt.

"I don't have a firm belief in the god of fire, I'm guilty, I asked to contact Mr. Mo, I'm greedy for his possessions, I'm guilty, my sin is unforgivable. ”

He confessed his guilt.

"I am willing to sacrifice my children to atone for my sins. He said to the idol of the god of fire.

"Presumptuous, how could the god of fire accept the sacrifice of a sinner who had betrayed himself?" said an old man accusatorily.

"Give him a chance, if the god of fire accepts his sacrifice, then the god of fire forgives his sins, if the god of fire does not accept his sacrifice, the god of fire does not forgive him, hang him in front of the temple of fire. ”

One of his sons and daughters was taken to the Fire Temple.

Incense was burned for them, and they were brought to the altar.

The altar did not react, the god of fire did not.

"Hang them, hang them!" the slaves shouted frantically, demanding that they be hanged, but the god of fire did not accept their sacrifice, indicating that they were guilty, and the god of fire did not forgive him.

The family of four was brought up.

In front of the temple, four crosses were erected, high crosses.

"Hang them!" roared the slaves, completely forgetting that not so long ago they had been thinking of taking refuge with other gods, and being slaves of other gods in exchange for survival.

But when the god of fire appeared, they changed their minds and wanted to hang the slaves who betrayed the god of fire.

Lethe, it's so magical.

Several big men stood up and, under the command of several old men, brought the strong man's family of four to the cross.

"Hang them!" the slaves shouted frantically, as if if if they were hanged, the Vulcan would forgive them, and they would survive.

Several thick ropes were lowered from the cross.

"Forgive me, O God, forgive me. The strong man had tears in his eyes, and he begged bitterly.

"I have never betrayed the god of fire, you should not have hanged me!" his woman was unkempt, her face contorted with fear.

She was very scared, he didn't want to die.

"You're the one who has caused me and our family, you really damn it!" the woman cursed angrily at her man.

"You can't hang me, you can't hang me!" she wailed.

However, no one listened to her.

The children didn't know anything, and they asked each other in a daze, "Didn't you just say that you were going to sacrifice to the god of fire?

The girl asked her brother.

"I don't know, it will hurt to hang yourself, and you will live forever. ”

"I don't want to hang, I'm going to sacrifice, I'm going to sacrifice to the god of fire. The girl was in a hurry, she was afraid of pain, she cried.

"Smack!"

A slap fell, pulling the little girl far away.

"Descendants of unforgivable sinners, who want to sacrifice to the god of fire, are you worthy to be hanged in front of the temple of the god of fire, and let flies and maggots gnaw at your sin-filled body and soul!"

An old man mercilessly slapped the little girl and scolded bitterly.

"Don't hit my sister!" the little boy was anxious, he struggled, he didn't know where he got the courage, and yelled angrily at the old man.

"Little evil obstacle, dare to be presumptuous! Dare to be presumptuous in front of the god of fire?" The old man was very angry, he directly grabbed Xiao Nanhai and slapped him a few times.

The boy's face was swollen, but he was still crying.

"Sister, sister, don't hang my sister, she's afraid of pain. ”

His voice was very poignant.

"It's all them, they all blame them, they are my obstacles, without them, I would not have betrayed the god of fire, they bewitched me, let me betray the god of fire, they bewitched me, saying that only by betraying the god of fire, our family can live!"

The man who was going to be hanged, he said with tears in his eyes.

"They are not my children, they are evil, they have tempted me to rebel against the god of fire, I am innocent!"

The man knelt in front of him, wailing, begging the men to forgive him, begging the god of fire to forgive him.

He was also afraid of death, and at this moment, he seemed to see a life-saving straw, and he put all the blame on him to learn to walk, talk, and not understand anything at all.

No one paid attention to him.

"She gave birth to a pair of evil obstacles, she should hang him first!" Suddenly, the guy pointed the finger at his wife, and he yelled.

He begged the slaves of the god of fire to hang his wife first.

"It's you who have caused our family, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go, you should go to the eighteenth layer of hell, your ancestors should go to hell for eighteen generations!" The woman countered, "You should be hanged in front of the Fire Temple, you should be hanged!"

The couple scolded each other, and the more fierce they scolded, the more energetic the onlookers became.

"Look, this is the people who don't believe in the god of fire, they are morally corrupt, and they still attack each other at this time, and those who don't believe in the god of fire should be hanged!" An old man admonished the young man, "You see how morally corrupt they are, a day of husband and wife, a hundred days, at this time, they are still attacking each other, they don't even believe in the god of fire, and it is a matter of course to do this." From now on, you are not allowed to have any dealings with those who do not believe in the god of fire, and you will be the ones who will suffer. ”

The young people around him nodded yes.

The Vulcan slave dropped the couple up.

"Don't hang me!" the couple was terrified, crying, their crotch wet and stenching.

"Don't hang my parents, don't hang my parents!" the boy finally reacted, if he hanged his parents, his parents would be gone.

He cried, he struggled to get up, he screamed, "Don't hang my parents, don't hang my sister, hang me, hang me, don't hang them." ”

He didn't know what faith was, he didn't know the adult world, he just didn't want his parents and sister to be hanged.

He also didn't understand that his father called him a wicked.

"You go away, you go away, don't hang my parents, don't hang my sister, go away, go away!"

The child fell to his knees and wailed, and his voice was so loud, very loud that no one thought that a child could make such a loud noise.

"You, don't hang them, hang me, hang me, don't hang them, don't hang them. "He couldn't say anything else.

However, no one listened to him, his parents had already hung up, ropes, had hung up on their necks, they had hung up, no longer able to make a sound.

"Brother, I'm afraid. The girl said.

"Hang them! hang these little obstacles!" the slaves cried out even more excitedly.

"Can I hang my brother with me? I'm scared. The little girl said timidly to the old man beside him.

"Smack!"

He was answered with a slap in the face.

The old man slapped the little girl to the ground and scolded: "You pair of little evil obstacles, don't you say that you killed your parents, why do you still ask for so much?"

"Hang her, hang her first! Hang this little demon girl first!" someone shouted.

"Don't hang me!" cried the little girl.

"Don't hang my sister, don't hang my sister, hang me, hang me!" cried the little boy, and he pleaded.

"Brother, I'm afraid!" said the little girl to her brother at the moment when the rope was put around the little girl's neck.

"Sister, sister!" the little boy was very anxious, he was very anxious, but he had no choice, he was caught by two adults, and there was no way to struggle.

"I'm in pain!" the moment the rope strangled the little girl, the little girl cried out.

"Sister, sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, sister!" the little boy wailed.

He glanced at the two strong men who had hanged his sister and said, "Please, please, Uncle Gui, Uncle Yun, don't hang my sister, don't hang my sister! I'll give you everything, don't hang my sister!"

However, no one listened to him, and he saw his parents hanging, and he saw his sister hanging.

He's broken.

"Sister, sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my brother is here, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt, don't be afraid, sister!" he stopped crying, he muttered, as if it was night, and his brother was coaxing his sister to sleep.

"Hang me, hang me!" the little boy despaired, he was angry, he hated, he cried, he yelled, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't do anything.

He watched his parents and his sister being hanged, he had no choice, no way!

Then he was hung up.

He didn't struggle, not the slightest, and let these angry slaves hang him.

He had no desire to survive at all.

"The villain who betrayed the gods has been hanged, and the god of fire will forgive us and save us!

An old man saw the corpse on the cross, which had gradually stopped moving, and said.

On the cross, there were four corpses, two large and two small. The faces of the two adults were distorted and very hideous. The little girl's eyes were closed and her face was serene, and she heard her brother's comfort, probably thinking that she had fallen asleep. The little boy's eyes were round, and he couldn't bat at him.

"Burn them, burn them!"

The slaves were still shouting, and the anger in their hearts had not yet been released.

They shouted, lest the Vulcan would not forgive them, and that they could only satisfy the Vulcan by severely punishing those who betrayed him.

The torches were lit, and they lowered the four bodies.

The slaves spat on the four corpses and insulted them.

"Behold, this is the fate of those who betray the god of fire!" an old man warned his descendants, who forgot that he had gone to the Dou Temple himself in order to contact Mr. Mo.

He felt no guilt.

Because he did not admit that he had betrayed the god of fire, and the hanged man did.

The fire was lit.

The corpses were thrown into the fire, and the stench of scorching filled the air, enveloping the entire Fire Temple.

"Their house is still there, smashed their house, can't let their house remain!"

Someone proposed.

A group of fanatical followers of the god of fire rushed to their house, which was very simple, a stone house. There is basically no furniture inside.

A granary, covered with quilts, is the couple's bedroom.

On the side, there is a small bed, and there is a small quilt on the small bed. On the small quilt, there is a small pebble that has been rubbed very round, which is a little boy's toy, and there is a hand-sewn, very ugly little rag doll, which is a little girl's toy.

In addition, there is an iron pot and a small stove, which is all the belongings of this family.

They had a hard time.

But they couldn't live such a hard life, and they were all hanged.

"Smash it!"

They destroyed the house, and burned the granary, and the little bed, and the little rag doll, and the stone, which was thrown into the fire.

The fire spread.

"Don't hang my sister!" a terrible roar came out of the fire.

When the slaves of the god of fire heard this roar, they were terrified.

"I can hang you when I'm alive, and if you're dead, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

An old man said harshly.