Chapter Fifty-Eight: You Are the Unfinished Wife of the River God
The noise here is just a dispute in a family, and the movement in Xiangxi cannot be solved in a room with a few tables.
The crowd stood in a daze, each holding a torch, and the light was almost red in half the sky. No one made a sound, and it was so quiet that you could even hear the murmuring of the brook not far away. All eyes are on one place.
That is - the altar.
In the center of the altar stood a wooden stick as thick as a man's thigh, and a woman was tied to it, her hair scattered in front of her face, and it was impossible to see her appearance. The clothes were no longer recognizable, and they were covered in mottled blood, as if they had been whipped over.
Beside him, a wizard dressed in fancy dress danced around the altar and chanted a prayer dance.
Strange as bright as day.
Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night......
"He Lao, you slow down. ”
A man in his late teens walked up to the altar from behind, obviously strong, but he had to pretend to be weak, on crutches, and there were several flattering people beside him.
On the altar, He Lao did not look at the woman tied to the pillar, but directly faced a large group of people in Wuyang: "Folks, I think everyone already knows why this girl is tied here, but I will give you a detailed recall, I hope you will remember not to make the same mistake as her." ”
"This woman's name is Kong Yue'e, and she should have been dedicated to the river god ten days ago to be the mother of the river god. Unexpectedly, she ran away on the day of her marriage, and we sent someone to look for her in the mountains for four or five days before finding her. When she returned, instead of admitting her mistakes, this woman took a tough attitude and refused to obey her! She did not want to let go of such an honor, but instead ignored the etiquette and law, and even wanted to elope with my son! Have you seen the torrential rain these days? This is the precursor to the wrath of the river god!
Discussions gradually appeared in the crowd, and their eyes shot viciously at the woman on the altar like knives.
He Lao looked at people's reactions with satisfaction, wiped the corners of his eyes and pretended to squeeze out a few tears, and then covered his chest and looked at Kong Yue'e: "Niangniang, you are the wife of the river god who has not passed the door, and you are the one who is going to get rid of the immortal spirit." My son is a mortal, and he is really not worthy of his mother, so let my son go!"
Although the woman who was tied up was embarrassed, she did not lose her dignity, and she spat at He Lao: "Phew! What a river god, I think it's all fake! It's clear that you squires made it up in order to improve your status and fame! For this, you even dare to send your own wife out! Mrs. He floated on the lake for seven days, and Xilang shouted on the shore for seven days, and you were so ruthless that you didn't care about the mother and son, and let Xilang watch his mother sink into the water and drown!"
"You are talking nonsense! If your words anger the river god, the whole of Xiangxi will suffer with you, you! You deserve to die!" The angry He Lao pointed at Kong Yue'e and roared directly, how could he have half a weak look just now!
"Sin deserves death! Sin deserves death!" The people holding torches repeated He Lao's words, numbly carrying out the so-called Taoist virtues.
Kong Yue'e was not afraid at all: "You caused Mrs. He to be drowned alive at the beginning, and now you want Xilang to watch me being burned alive! You keep saying that you love Xilang, but you personally killed the two women who love him the most! This is the fatherly love you gave him! This is your holy virtue!"