Chapter 302: The Furry Boy (11)

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The village chief shook his head and sighed and said: "There are also people who have died before closing their eyes and saying that they saw a boil boy, holding a spirit banner in his hand, smiling at himself, his mouth is black, toothless, and terrifying. ”

"Hehe, your village is vast and sparsely populated, and there is no dispute with the world," Shang Guang shook his head and asked: "I haven't seen wars and natural disasters over the years, and there are no people who have died unexpectedly. ”

"The boy was originally in our village, and it was caused by too many evils in our village!" The village chief said, the old man burst into tears, shook his head and sighed, and finally staggered and knelt in front of the ancestral tablet, crying silently.

After crying for a while, he slowly spoke again: "This elephant's foot water village is too remote, there are very few outsiders, and the people are not prosperous, when the government army and the Kokang army were at war, in order to escape the world, Murakami used homemade earth to blow up the only suspension bridge connecting the outside world, and then the long time, I don't know that the years of heaven and earth are decades. ”

"In order to reproduce, and do not understand science, there is only close relatives to marry, this comes and goes, during that period of more than ten years, many families have deformed babies born, such as long and short legs, distorted faces, half of the head, and limbs."

"Naturally, the families in the village were reluctant to feed such a disabled baby, so they discussed a solution with the village elders, and finally the clan council decided to kill the deformed child to ensure the health of the bloodline."

Shang Guang and King's Landing listened to this absurd event that was almost a ghost story, and in the face of such a barbaric uncivilized moral problem, their hearts were as heavy as if they were crushed by a large stone.

"The way to kill freaks, hehehe, I'm not afraid of you outsiders criticizing, the southern barbarian deep forest, damp and evil cold, and it is the prevalent place of evil art in southern Yunnan. The village was also afraid that the ghost baby would seek revenge, so they poured boiling water into the child's throat and burned him to death, preventing the resentment from stagnating; After killing, the corpse was refined into ashes, and over the decades, a total of nineteen babies had been killed. ”

For such stupid folk customs, Shang Guang also shook his head helplessly.

"Is it a pity that a grudge is poured out by boiling water, and that which is burned by fire?" King's Landing loves to say that as a doctor, he can only sigh when he hears such superstitions.

"What, you believe it?" Shang Guang asked King's Landing Love amusedly.

"I've been to Tibet before, and I've encountered something more treacherous than this in the desert plateau." King's Landing said lightly: "Don't discuss ghosts and gods, there are irreversible natural forces in the world, and people must respect them, that's for sure." ”

Shang Guang nodded when he heard this.

The village chief continued, "The deformed babies that were killed were thrown into the incinerator for refining, and we even thought of a way to do it with the ashes." The village chief said, pointing to the gray wall behind the tablet of the temple.

"The ashes were mixed with glutinous rice paste, smeared on the wall, and then suppressed by the ancestral spirit card, and for decades, it was originally peaceful."

"Now that the boy is coming out of the sky, it is revenge for the infanticide in Shanyang Village, my elephant foot water village!"

Shang Guang and King's Landing were both a little shocked, looking at the four gray walls, they couldn't help but imagine the ashes of the babies on them........

The village chief said, pointing to the ancestral tablet and said: "It has always been calm, but since Princess Lingfu was hanged on the tree of the elephant's foot, it is a bad omen. ”

The village chief began to wipe away tears as he spoke.

"That night, in the ancestral hall of the temple, all the ancestral tablets that suppressed the evil spirits of deformed babies fell to the ground without warning, hey....... That night was a demonic wind, and it rained heavily, and on that night, the ghost of the boy broke free from the suppression of the ancestral tablet and was born......."