After a while, Nan Yi lowered his eyes indifferently, and his calm tone implied a storm that was not enough for outsiders.

"I only believe in myself."

The green peaks in the suburbs are towering, the blue sea is even in the sky, and the majestic mountains are like huge waves under the blue sky one after another on the surface, scrambling to chase towards the sky. At the foot of the mountain, a large area of farmland is neatly arranged, and the tender green rice leaves are vaguely inlaid with a little bit of gold, and when the breeze passes, the grass bends over, and the rice ears are headed, so happy.

A row of houses with red eaves are built next to the mountain, the blue of the sky, the green of the valley, the gold of the rice ears, and the red of the houses, the whole mountain scenery is quiet and picturesque, and it is beautiful.

But strangely enough, in this picturesque landscape, there is no half of a human figure.

The whole valley is as silent as a painting.

A gray-haired old man sat on the eaves of his house, with one hand on his lap and a cigarette in the other, shaking his head and sighing, "Evil! What a wickedness this is! ”

At this time, a burly man wearing an untimely thick cotton coat ran in from the door, pointed outside with a panicked expression, and said urgently: "Village chief, it's not good!" Oh no! The mountain god was angry again, and there were many people hanging on the dead tree outside the deserted temple! ”

"What!" When the old man heard this, his expression was instantly solemn, and he got up and said to the big man, "Quick! Let's check it out! ”

The mountain road was rugged and potholes, and the two climbed up the winding and steep mountain road, and by the time they reached the top of the mountain road, they were already sweating and panting.

The old man did not dare to stop and continued to walk.

The big man was not worried that the old man was walking alone, so he took off his cotton clothes and moved forward.

Pushing aside the barren grass that was not as tall as a person, the two of them stumbled forward with gloomy faces. After walking a distance of 100 meters, the big man sat down on the ground with an "ah" when he saw the tragic scene in front of him. The old man was called by him, his body trembled, and he raised his gaze to look, a gray dead tree stood in front of him with hideous branches, and there were seven or eight people hanging strangely and terrifyingly on the branches that looked so fragile that the wind could break them, each with their heads hanging down, their faces bloodstained and unconscious, like rags swaying in the wind.

The old man's expression was complicated, and he pressed back the surging in his heart and continued to walk forward. Behind the barren grass, a dilapidated and long-abandoned waste seedling stood alone, and the old man's expression moved, his legs together, and he knelt down straight.

"Village Chief!" The big man who struggled to get up came out and saw him kneeling, and hurriedly knelt down.

The old man looked at this waste seedling, both solemn and frightened, "Lord Mountain God, please raise your noble hand and don't embarrass us anymore." ”

The ruined temple is silent.

Seeing this, the old man propped his hands on the ground, reverently buckled his head, and said humbly: "We are all humble villagers, we can only live on our own harvest every year, we don't want to be rich and rich, we just want peace and security." But since you came, we have not had a day of peace, not a day of spring by day and winter by night, but by the great city people who have come to our village frequently to drive us out of our house. The villain dared to ask if he could stop making trouble for the time being, otherwise the whole village would be uprooted and displaced. The people in our village, old and young, are all responsible people, they don't have any skills, and they don't understand the complexity of the outside world. Please be considerate and considerate of us, please! ”

Thinking of the days of wandering and helplessness in the future, the old man couldn't help but tears in his eyes, and the big man behind him also sobbed when he heard it.

After listening to the old man's crying, the originally dead and silent waste Miao suddenly became restless, causing the already crumbling temple to collapse in half.

The dust of the white mist rose in an instant, choking the two people who were kneeling on the ground and coughing.

A voice of implied anger and resentment mingled in the dust and struck at the heartstrings of the two of them, "You're driving me away!" Are you afraid of me, if you are afraid of them? ”

"Lord Mountain God is angry! Lord Yamagami is angry! The villain didn't dare. When the old man heard this, he denied it in fear.

"Don't dare! I think you dare to do it, look at those people, they are the ones who make you chickens and dogs restless! I'm doing this to help you, don't you know? The other party had an unhappy tone that didn't know the hearts of good people.

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