The mortal realm is already in turmoil, the south has not stopped raining rains and floods, and the north has been in drought for many years, and there is no harvest.

The people ate up the stored grain, and like locusts crossing the border, they stripped the trees on the mountains and ate them, and the wild vegetables were considered delicious.

The monarch of the mortal realm sent people to open a warehouse to release grain, but it was snatched up by the refugees of the whole country for a few days.

On the dry land, there is a dry and thin body, like a thirsty crow in the desert being exposed to the scorching sun, like a stranded fish being disemboweled, and dried on the beach...

Some people are so hungry that they fall into a coma, and they wake up in pain only to find that their relatives are already eating their own flesh, and they can't help but die of grief.

The world is a purgatory for man, but it is a paradise for wild dogs.

The corpses of the Violent Corpse Wilderness are layered upon layer and eaten inexhaustibly, and the wild dogs only pick women and young children to eat, and eat their tender flesh and juice, but they do not look at other corpses, and this delicacies are enough for them to eat every day.

When tens of thousands of people realized that the calamity would continue indefinitely, most gave up sacrifices and prayers, and became a burden to young children who could not contribute to a family but had to eat every day.

The young son represents the reproduction of human beings, and reproduction represents the future and hope, and when the future and hope are not seen, the crystallization of reproduction is superfluous.

Love can't stop people's urgency for life.

It has become understandable that it has become the norm to change one's son for food and to sell one's wife for rice.

There are still some people who are still obsessed with sacrifices and prayers. Punish those they consider guilty, and beg the heavens to spare them a way out.

However, not everyone is hungry, and even if the sky falls on the earth, there will be a group of people who die last.

When some people choose not to be a human being for a piece of rice, there are still people who are keen to buy other people's wives and daughters to fill the house, full of warm thoughts, lust, and desires, which shows that this kind of person must not be hungry.

A group of beggars who could only live by kowtowing turned out to be righteous rebels in an instant, and they formed a team to burn and loot the rich people.

The peaceful order was broken, the authority was challenged, and without the drive of profit, the slave finally had the consciousness to stand up.

Jiu Yao leaned in the corner and looked at the smoky miasma in the world, which was much better than babbling and singing on the stage!

After all, this death is a real death, and this tragedy is a living tragedy.

Jiu Yao strode away, stepping over the corpses that were horizontal and vertical, and the hem of the clothes was shining with fine silk brushing the unclothed, skinny and withered corpses, as if they were a gift before they died, otherwise they would never have been able to touch such a precious thing in their lives.

In front of the shrine, it was very lively, Jiu Yao stopped and stood, only to see several men and women tied up with flowers, like the pork of the orangutan on the board, and the flames licked their bodies like the tongue of the devil......

The rest of the people prostrated themselves on the ground with three sticks of incense in their hands, and their mouths were full of words that begged for forgiveness. See the evil of others, but not the evil of yourself. punish others for their own sins.

Jiu Yao bypassed them and walked straight to the ancestral hall, only to see a girl kneeling in front of the solemn statue, her hands folded, she was extremely sincere and quiet, as if separated from the farce outside the door from a natural barrier.

Jiu Yao threw off the hem of her clothes and sat beside her, the woman was startled, and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes: "Childe, who are you? ”

Jiu Yao tilted his head and glanced at the portrait, and raised the corners of his lips indifferently: "I am a god." ”

"You?" The woman saw that Jiu Yao was born beautiful and not like a mortal, but she also had some doubts.

Jiu Yao held the woman's hand, and the woman struggled slightly, but she couldn't resist Jiu Yao's strength.

A burst of blue light flashed in the woman's palm, and a hot meat bun appeared in the woman's hand.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and quickly knelt in front of Jiu Yao, unable to stop kowtowing...

Jiu Yao stretched out his hand and took her into his arms: "Eat quickly, only when you are full will you have the strength to play." ”

"Play? The little girl didn't know what the fairy boy meant, and the little girl wanted to take this bun home for her father and younger brother to eat. ”

"Hmph. Jiu Yao snorted coldly: "As long as you go out of this door, those crazy people outside can smell the smell of buns, and they won't tear you apart?"

My brother is still young, and my father is old, and if I don't go back with food, they will die. ”

"Do you know what your father and brother are thinking in their hearts? They have boiled a pot of boiling water at home, and when you return from the ancestral hall, they will strangle you and kill you, and boil you in a pot for your brother to eat. ”

The light in the woman's eyes disappeared in an instant, and what was terrible to her was not starvation, but being abandoned and betrayed by her relatives.

"You lied to me, you must be. The woman struggled to get up and tried to run out...

Jiu Yao got up and grabbed her wrist: "The gods never lie to it, there are very few people who can still have love between life and death, it's a pity that your father and brother are not." ”

"Eat. Jiu Yao ordered to watch the woman cry and swallow the bun in her hand.

Then he picked up the woman horizontally and walked behind the idol...

"Fairy Boy, you... What do you want?" the woman was a little uneasy.

"Don't move. Jiu Yao's pupils instantly turned blue, with a sense of bewitchment: "Since you were a child, you have come to this shrine countless times, and every time you make a wish, it is just to be loved by your parents, but they are not good people, today I will love you and take you away from this boundless sea of suffering." ”

The woman no longer struggled, but looked at Jiu Yao stupidly, let him lay himself on the ground, take off his clothes, and in the midst of the tenderness she heard crying in the distance, the crackling of the burning fire, the cursing, the prayer, this is the world or purgatory?

With the dull pain in her heart, the burning sensation of that moment, the burning sensation that was fleeting, the hunger, the panic, the poverty, the sickness, the torment, all this had nothing to do with her.