"Are you scared?"

......

The sound of the originally noisy crowd stopped, and everyone's eyes turned to An Qing.

Grandma stood in place, staring at An Qing with a complicated expression.

An Qing smiled slightly at everyone's gaze, showing a look of disdain, and continued: "Are you afraid, afraid of that so-called legend?"

"Stupid or not?"

Silent.

"What do you mean by that?!My child was almost swallowed by the wave?!"

The plainly dressed woman was the first to shout, looking very excited, her arms constantly swinging with the words, looking at An Sheng's gaze with extreme disgust.

"An Qing, don't you know those legends?!"

The man holding the child's corpse shouted loudly, "No matter what, the disaster must be eradicated, and the lives of our villagers must not be put in danger at any time!"

Suddenly, a word stirred up a thousand waves, and the people who had been quiet began to make noise again.

An Qing looked at the angry crowd and laughed inexplicably.

"Quiet... Quiet......

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Grandma struck the cane in her hand on the round platform a few times, and the sound echoed, and the crowd immediately fell silent.

"It's done. ”

A young girl came over, dragged a piece of yellow paper in both hands, stepped down the steps, and read softly:

"Nearly one-third of the land was destroyed by the scourge of the waves, mainly in the fields, and a small number of dwellings were destroyed. The number of casualties was nearly 1,000......"

The girl calmly recited the things counted on the yellow paper in her hand.

"The calamity here lasts for half a cup of tea. ”

The girl put down the yellow paper in her hand, raised her head, and looked at the solemn grandmother in the round platform, "The record of the disaster is reported here." ”

"Half a cup of tea, thousands of people died, so much land destroyed, such a catastrophe......"

Grandma's hoarse voice echoed through the area.

"In that case, we should sacrifice her as soon as possible, so that we can avoid disaster!"

A young man said, seeing An Sheng's gaze, he suddenly took a few steps back involuntarily, looking flustered.

The people next to him immediately echoed the young man's words, "Yes, sacrifice the calamity!"

"Keep the villagers safe!"

"Don't wait for the next seven-year disaster!"

The sound was like a tidal wave.

But most of them are young to middle-aged people.

The old people gathered around him kept their heads bowed and did not speak.

Grandma let out a long sigh, and the crutches in her hand struck again, making a "knock knock" sound, which became louder and louder, and then the people's shouts were drowned.

An Qing looked indifferently at the faces of the people on the steps, bent down slightly, and whispered in An Sheng's ear:

"Do you hate them?"

"Mom's ......"

An Sheng's godless and empty eyes cast a pleading glance towards An Qing, "I... I do not know... Why did it suddenly become like this......

"You didn't do anything wrong. ”

An Qing stroked An Sheng's head and looked at each other, "But now, your existence threatens their safety, so they want to destroy you." ”

"A few hours ago, you could have been friendly and harmonious with them, but now, they only want you to die. Don't feel too unreal, what you are facing now is your life and death decision. ”

An Sheng listened to An Qing's words, shook his head, and was puzzled, "I don't understand ......"

"You should know, you already know. ”

An Qing said with a gentle smile, but her eyes did not fluctuate, like stagnant water, reflecting An Sheng's melancholy expression.

"Now, it's time for you to face all this. ”

"Any idea why they reacted so much to you?"

An Sheng shook his head in confusion, glancing at the familiar faces that felt extremely unfamiliar at this time, feeling like a dream.