It's the first time I've heard about my grandfather when he was younger, so it sounds serious. Listening to Mrs. Wang, this Xu Changhe turned out to be a cadre back then, and he took the lead in arresting his grandfather. And when I first came, he actually said that he was the brother of Grandpa's worshipper, and he hurt Grandpa so much, how could Grandpa worship him. He's really lying, and he doesn't even blink an eye.

"And then, how's it going?" I asked.

Wang Po continued: "Your grandfather just shouted that the village was going to be in trouble, but when someone asked him what the difficulty was, he refused to say it, and just asked the villagers to leave the backer en masse, go out to hide for a while, and then come back. How could the people in the village believe that although the people in the village were not rich at that time, they relied on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water, backed by the mountains, and there was a river leading to the village below, so they also lived without worrying about food and clothing. How could it be possible to leave with just a few words from your grandfather? As a result, it was only later that we learned that the reason why your grandfather refused to say what the specific disaster was, was because he was afraid of revealing the secret of heaven. So much so that when the catastrophe came, it was far more terrible than your grandfather said. Your grandfather also felt guilty for this for a long time, saying that even if he leaked the secret of heaven at that time, if he could exchange it for the lives of the villagers, it would be worth it. ”

I snorted coldly when I heard this: "I don't think even if Grandpa told the villagers at that time, they wouldn't believe it." ”

Wang Po nodded: "That's true." At that time, your grandfather's identity was a Taoist priest, and if anyone dared to believe what he said, I am afraid that he would also be implicated. But your grandfather didn't think so, he always thought that it was his reason that led to the tragedy that followed. ”

"What happened then?"

I think that if this Wang Po can write, she must be a master of setting up foreshadowing, and she has been laying the groundwork for so long, but she has never entered the topic, which tickles my heart.

Wang Po was unhurried, and continued: "After your grandfather was locked up, he was criticized and beaten the next day, and he was paraded into the street. But even so, your grandfather still shouted loudly for the villagers to believe his words and leave the village for refuge as soon as possible. As a result, the more he shouted, the harder he was beaten......"

Hearing this, my heart was inexplicably sour, although I knew that my grandfather was only in his twenties at that time, but I still couldn't bear it when I thought of him being beaten.

"This is also no way, in that environment and background at that time, even if your grandfather was killed, no one could find reason. Later, I thought he was pitiful, so I secretly went to bring him something to eat. Your grandfather leaked a little bit of information to me at the time, and asked me to inform people to evacuate immediately. He said that within five days, many people in the village would fall, and he couldn't say what it was. After I left, I thought your grandfather spoke in a coherent manner, not like a madman. In addition, the body has been beaten like that, and he still remembers this thing, which must be well-founded. So I was skeptical and persuaded my parents and some close relatives to secretly move out of the village. That's why I'm thankful to your grandfather, and that's why they all survived in the end. ”

I looked at Mrs. Wang and said, "Grandma Wang, I want to thank you for bringing food to my grandfather at that time, is you the only one who believes in my grandfather."

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Wang Po waved her hand: "These are insignificant to everything your grandfather has done. On the third day of your grandfather's lock-up, there were accidents in the village. Sure enough, there are a lot of people who fall ill, and they can't afford to get sick at all. Even so, the villagers didn't associate this with your grandfather. It wasn't until two days later that almost all the villagers fell ill. By the morning of the fifth day, the village had changed dramatically almost overnight, and many people in the village had climbed into the streets, struggling in agony, and they were covered with black spots. In the daytime, it was very overcast, just like at night. Not only that, but all the flowers and trees in the village have withered and died, and the livestock have all died mysteriously, mosquitoes and flies are flying around, and a rancid smell of dead animals can be smelled everywhere. ”

Wang Po said calmly, but I was terrified when I heard it, and hurriedly asked, "What ......is this?" Is this a plague? ”

Wang Po shook her head: "I don't know, no one knows." It was the same scene that your grandfather told me. I guess your grandfather opened the eyes of heaven, and he once saw this scene, which is a kind of foreshadowing. That's why your grandfather came to inform us, but unfortunately no one listened to him. ”

"That'...... Is the whole village dead? ”

In fact, I knew that not all the people in the village would die, because at least there were still those who were now guarding the mountain, but I still couldn't help but ask. Because according to Wang Po, none of the people in the village survived, but they didn't know what happened later.

When Wang Po told these things, her tone and expression were always very calm, which may have something to do with her age and experience. But when she said this, she finally took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and said: "Later, those villagers who got sick had a splitting headache, their eyes were dilated, and their limbs were weak. Moreover, later their abdomen also began to swell, as big as a leather ball, and as small as a child. Their skin is gradually turning blue-purple, and the more people who develop it first, the darker the color. When the color turns dark purple, it begins to fester, and before the person is dead, a large number of maggots begin to burrow through the festering skin. At that time, the backing mountain was no different from hell on earth......"

Wang Po's face is very ugly, probably thinking of the backer Tun fifty years ago, and she still has palpitations.

She calmed down and continued: "At that time, most of the people in the village had already fallen, but the situation was light and serious, and the lightest was a few people led by Xu Changhe. Later I learned that it was their anger that saved them, they burned and looted everywhere, they were full of anger, and when that disaster came, they were much lighter than the others. But even then, they shouldn't be able to hold out for long. It was at this time that the gang came up with a way to set fire to the sick to stop the catastrophe from spreading. I still remember that night, a hairy moon appeared in the sky, and Xu Changhe and others wore masks, gathered the people in the village in the open space, and were about to set fire to them. Those who are sick have lost their ability to resist and can only be at their mercy, and an even greater man-made disaster is about to occur. ”

I nodded: "It seems that they are taking this disaster for a plague."

But this method is a little too vicious. Grandma Wang, were you okay at the time? ”

Wang Po shook her head: "Before the incident, your grandfather taught me a way to let me pick a lot of dew-stained willow leaves. Every two hours, take one tablet under the tongue in your mouth. This will avoid the so-called plague, and I will be spared by believing your grandfather's words. But this can only prevent, but not cure. ”

(End of chapter)

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