Zhang Zhihe and the others were not at ease, and Xi Jiang followed everyone back to the village, and did not go in, but on the nearby high ground, watching the situation in the village.

When they arrived, the village was filled with the black air of the swamp.

The girl above the village quietly looked at the chaotic villagers below, and the silent sadness even sensed the ginger in the distance.

Liu Hongqiao burst into tears, "What did they do?" Let this girl be sad to this point. ”

"Want to know?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Xi Jiang carved a talisman array, and then a picture appeared in everyone's minds.

This was discovered when Xi Jiang's divine consciousness came into contact with the girl's soul body.

The girl's name is Hua Yuan, and she is a child picked up by a widow in the village. Since he was a child, he was not liked by the people in the village, and he was ostracized and targeted everywhere.

As I grow older, there are more and more places where the flower is different from ordinary people.

One year, a Taoist priest came to the village and said that Hua Yuan was a half-demon, not a human. Since then, the people in Xun Village have become more disgusted with flowers. After the widow died, Hua Yuan struggled to live alone.

The house left by the widow is on the edge of the village, and occasionally the villagers can still see the flowers, but none of them have a good face.

Maybe it's because of the half-demon, Hua Yuan can find food in the mountains and forests, and his life is still passable.

But the good times did not last long, and several years of drought and insect plagues made the village lose its harvest, and the anger of the villagers was slowly gathering.

Until one day, a child in the village came back and said that he had seen Huayuan outside the dilapidated house at the edge of the village.

The anger of the crowd immediately found an outlet.

Everyone thinks that it is the half-demon of Hua Yuan who has brought disaster, and Hua Yuan must be executed in order to calm the anger of God.

Innocent flowers have suffered.

She was forcibly broken into the house by the villagers and tied up.

At that time, Hua Yuan also thought that she was ominous, and was killed by the villagers, and she also accepted her fate. But what Hua Yuan didn't expect was that greater pain was still to come.

The men of the village gathered together and decided to execute Hanayuan on an auspicious day.

After the group had left, a man returned to the village chief's house.

That night, the room where Hua Yuan was held ushered in two dark shadows. Hua Yuan wanted to shout loudly, but her mouth was covered by someone, she was a wild half-demon underage, where was the opponent of two adult men.

Since then, until it was sunk in the pond, people would come to Guan Huayuan's house every night, sometimes two, sometimes three or four.

Hua Yuan is obviously still alive, but she feels that she is worse than dead.

During the day, she also asked the village woman who brought her food for help. But in exchange, they spoke viciously and beat each other.

On the day she died, looking at the foul-smelling and dirty swamp, Hua Yuan felt that this swamp was cleaner than her.

Seeing this, Liu Hongqiao couldn't cry, and Du Ziteng and the others also had red eyes.

"These animals."

"Damn it!"

At this time, in the village, the villagers were holding knives and forks, and kept waving towards the flower edge above the village, but it was useless.

The sadder the flower edge above, the more frightened they become.

"You monster, you've been dead for so many years, what are you doing back?"

"She's back, she's back for revenge, it's all to blame on you bastards."

"You can't blame us for that, you can only blame your bad life."

Some timid people knelt down directly and prayed: "Huayuan, that one has nothing to do with me, they made it, they proposed it, I really didn't want to do that." ”

The middle-aged man next to the man, seeing his companion beating him upside down, shirked and said, "Zhang Gou, you are the most active in that matter." ”

"No, don't listen to his nonsense. The other day, I heard him talk about you and say that he should keep you for a while. ”

The middle-aged man was also scared at this time.

"Huayuan, the first one is not me, it's the village chief. The village chief is the first person to hurt you. ”

The village chief stepped forward directly and kicked it, and the middle-aged man was kicked to the side.

In this way, everyone blamed each other and became a mess.

Above the village, Huayuan's sadness did not decrease, but intensified.

A drop of inky tears flowed from the edge of the flower that was haunted by the black gas, and the tears fell to the ground, and countless black gases instantly spread out to the surroundings.

The villagers' faces were full of fear and they scattered and fled, but how could they outrun the black gas.

The bodies of the villagers who were eroded by the black gas began to rot and emit a foul smell. The scene was a mess, like a mass grave.

The men who hurt the flower were all dead, and they were in pain before they died, like the gnawing of ten thousand insects. The children survived, and some of the women lost legs, arms, eyes, and ears.

The revenge was avenged, but Huayuan's resentment did not dissipate, but there was a feeling of inextricability. Hua Yuan herself didn't understand, obviously the enemy had received the retribution she deserved, but she was still unhappy.

Hua Yuan condensed into a human form, fell to the ground, and walked towards Xi Jiang, "I'm so miserable, why do I have to suffer all this?" ”

Xi Jiang looked at Hua Yuan with pity, endured the erosion of black gas, reached out and touched Hua Yuan's head, and said softly: "In life, there are always some bodies that can't help themselves. If you had been brave enough to leave the village earlier, maybe everything would have been different. ”

Xi Jiang's words made Hua Yuan cry all of a sudden, but this time the black gas in her tears faded a lot.

"If I had listened to Eminem and left the village earlier, they wouldn't have hurt me."

In the cry of relief, the flower edge gradually disappeared.

The surviving villagers saw that the flower was gone, and knelt on the ground to thank Xi Jiang.

"It's good to do it yourself."

Xi Jiang left a word and left.

After coming out of the village, Xi Jiang released Ying Mao back into the mountains and forests, and continued to move in the direction of An Ling's house.

"Senior Sister An Ling, why did Huayuan's resentment not disappear after taking revenge. But if you say a word, her resentment will disappear? Liu Hongqiao thought about it all the way, but she didn't understand this question.

"Revenge is a big part of it, but there are two main roots. The villagers are certainly hateful and deserve to die, but if Hua Yuan bravely leaves the village when he can be self-reliant, what will happen to him will not happen. Therefore, Hua Yuan resented his cowardice.

It is not easy for each of us to go through this world, and we must learn something in each life, which is deeply seared into the soul and will not be forgotten in the future. Maybe in the next life, Huayuan will be braver! ”

Xi Jiang's words made everyone in the team thoughtful.

Liu Hongqiao was still young and couldn't think about it so deeply, she caught up with Xi Jiang and asked, "Senior Sister An Ling, what do you think I should learn in this life?" ”

Xi Jiang looked at Liu Hongqiao, who had an innocent face, "I don't know!" If I knew, I would be the way of heaven. ”

"Maybe the Heavenly Dao doesn't know, it will only do things that are conducive to the development of the world." Xi Jiang thought carefully and said.

"Girl, how do you know that Heavenly Dao will only do things that are conducive to the development of the world?" Du Ziteng grasped the point.

Xi Jiang glanced at Du Ziteng and said with a smile: "I guess." ”