"It's not a bad thing to marry the village chief's son."

"That is, although the village chief's son is stupid, as long as the son born is not stupid, what's wrong with her still being able to hold that fool, I said that An Sheng is stupid and wants to work against the village chief's family."

"She's not stupid, she's so angry, I heard that she wanted to leave our village to work alone outside, but in the end she wasn't stopped by the village chief."

"It's a little pitiful, but who made her want to leave our village,"

The old and young masters and village women in the village would see An Sheng when they passed by the backyard from time to time, and they would inevitably talk a few words.

Heavy nine pounds listened to the discussion of those villagers and felt angry, but An Sheng, as the party concerned, was suddenly unaware.

The village chief's wife no longer takes her stupid son to the cave house, after all, the most important thing is to raise a baby, and she can't stand the foolish boy's tossing.

The woman with the melon seeds smiled meanly, thinking that she was saying something funny, "Your grandfather is in his eighties and can be regarded as a long life, and the bad old man can live." ”

An Sheng did not spit or yell at her angrily, she did not cry or make trouble after learning that her grandfather had died, so quiet and numb for a few months, when she was pregnant and raising a baby, she had been preparing a bronze mirror she had designed for a long time, from the design draft to the production of abrasives, she personally participated.

She's alive, she's dead.

An Sheng gave birth to a healthy baby boy smoothly, the village chief celebrated with his family, and An Sheng's blood parents also came to congratulate him.

Watching the village chief's family shout one by one, they are more affectionate than seeing their father.

An Sheng turned her gaze and looked at the two couples more and she felt disgusted.

The blind date parents in the village rushed to tell each other, and everyone was smiling, as if the birth of this child was really a great joy.

Having just given birth to a son, the still thin girl was taken away in a daze when the child was feasting on the whole village, and she appeared in the sight of the villagers for the first time after being taken away.

"Congratulations"

"Congratulations to Ansheng"

"Congratulations to Ansheng"

"An Sheng is a great hero, giving birth to a healthy big fat boy for the village chief's family, and it will not be windy or rainy in the future."

The villagers smiled and congratulated her in front of her, but their faces were not very good in private.

"Our village chief's Du Miao Miao will not be allowed to walk sideways in the future."

"Look at her smug look, black, thin and ugly, if it weren't for the village chief's fancy for her craftsmanship, how would he choose her as his daughter-in-law."

"Wasn't she reluctant before, I think she's quite willing."

"Hehe, how did you say that stupid boy got into the cave, does he know how to get in?"

A few villagers who had been rejected for marriage and their daughters-in-law were drinking wine and talking about meat, giggling.

The thin girl looked coldly at the villagers and the village chief's family who were toasting each other, everyone was very happy, she calmly accepted the eyes of the villagers, sympathy, disgust, and even envy......

She had it all in her eyes.

"The whole village gathered here today to celebrate my eldest grandson's full moon feast, and everyone eats, drinks, and has fun......

An Sheng looked at them coldly, the furnace in the backyard was ready, in order to let her stay at home with peace of mind, the village chief's family specially prepared the tools and equipment for casting the bronze mirror.

Weighing nine catties, I only felt that the scene in front of me suddenly turned, the sky was already dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun soaked the entire sky, like a reddened wound hideously lying in front of me.

An exclamation of surprise came from behind her, and a village name ran forward through her body.

Weighing nine pounds for a moment, he was stunned for a moment, and the overly real and immersive feeling was knocked away by the rampaging villagers.

"Trigger the dungeon random task: The Man in the Mirror - The Nightmare That Can't End" weighs nine pounds, and the latest task prompt information pops up in his mind, and the huge bold black words float through his mind and occupy the entire page.

"Chong-san, are you calm?" The cold voice of the dead guide echoed in his head.

"Well, completely calm." Heavy Jiujin nodded, she was too devoted, looked down at the palm of her hand, the mirror spirit was gone, and she didn't even know how the other party escaped.

Not far away, the exclamations of the villagers were heard,

"Oh no, no, the baby is gone!"

"Backyard, at the backyard furnace, I saw that An Sheng took it away."

"The backyard is on fire!"

Jiujin walked towards the backyard with the name of the village, and the villagers passed through her body one by one, and she was more like a ghost walking here.

The backyard of the village chief's house was smoking, the light of the fire reflected the setting sun on the horizon, and the thin girl stood on the steps by the furnace with the child who had just completed the moon in her hand.

"Ansheng, what are you doing?"

"You can't come down like a!"

"Come down, are you crazy, scare the child and I'm not done with you!"

"Impulse is the devil, Ansheng, that's also your son!"

Oil was poured around the furnace, and the fire burned around, and the smoke was billowing and the temperature was scorching, and no one dared to go inside.

"Water, go fetch water to put out the fire!"

"Sprinklers, don't fuck out the fire!"

The village names were busy in a panic, pouring water inward one after another, An Sheng turned off the water valve in the backyard early, the faucet could not spray water, and he could only go to the well to fetch water, and the distance of fifty meters back and forth was too late to extinguish the fire.

Weighing nine catties, he could feel the scorching temperature around him, and the flames rose upward.

"Don't you want a son?" The girl, who hadn't spoken in months, suddenly spoke, her voice clear of no anger or hysteria, only deathly calm, and she lifted the child in her arms and placed it at the top of the furnace.

"Crazy, crazy ball!"

"Slut, you dare!"

"My grandson, my eldest grandson, why are you so miserable to have such a ruthless mother."

"Stop, everything is negotiable, aren't you leaving, I'll let you go, you leave the child until I do it, I will definitely let you go." The village chief stepped forward and shouted, "An Sheng, you are also a mother, that is your blood and bones, we can't stop you if you want to go, the sky is high and the sea is wide You can go wherever you want, our small village can't fit your big Buddha, but you can't hurt the child, he is innocent!" ”

"yes!"

"That's it, that's it!"

The villagers chimed in, "Ansheng, you are not willing to stay in the village, you just have to go, why be cruel to the child." ”

"She not only keeps your blood, but also your grandfather's blood, and you can't bear to let your grandfather's great-grandson disappear like this?"

"He's going to hate you."

Accusations, dissuasions, cynicism, all the words, word by word, drilled into the ears of the nine pounds, as piercing and disgusting as pins.

The girl in the center of the flame was indifferent, even her expression did not fluctuate, and the corners of her mouth even murmured softly with a hint of a smile, "Grandpa won't blame me." ”

She looked down at the child in her hand, the child who had just reached the full moon was still a small one, and her eyelashes fluttered as if she was about to wake up.

"Ansheng, everything is negotiable." The village chief's kung fu thugs had already circled behind her, wrapped in a wet quilt and rushed in.

At the same moment, An Sheng let go of the hand holding the child.

"No!"

"Ahh

The village chief and the villagers screamed sharply, and no one could stop them, and the child was thrown into the furnace and quickly swallowed by the hot metal liquid.

The scum is gone.

From the day he learned that his grandfather had died, An Sheng had already made a decision: "Born out of sin, things are born in my womb, and naturally I should end it myself." ”

The temperature of the furnace was as high as 1,000 degrees, and the child could not even make a sound when he fell, and the villagers who rushed in were dumbfounded, and did not dare to take a step closer in An Sheng's calm and waveless gaze, she calmly waited for the furnace temperature to reach the most suitable heat and began to pour, as if it was not her son who was thrown into the furnace but some kind of raw material.

The alloy flows into a mold that has been prepared in the morning, and this is Ansheng's last work.

"You want me to stay in the village to be a mirror, you want me to give birth to a son, give it to you, give it to you, and give ......it to you" When the mold casting was completed, An Sheng gently chanted in his mouth and threw himself into the fire, and the whole person was like a phoenix in the fire.

The fire completely engulfed Ansheng.

After the villagers put out the fire, the child was long gone, and An Sheng was also burned to a charred corpse, which was not over, and the village chief found out that his only stupid son's life had been cut off that night, and the person who listened to the kitchen, An Sheng, had carried a box of something into the kitchen of the village chief's house before the afternoon banquet.

Was it added to a meat dish or was it stewed directly?

The villagers who suffered a series of critical attacks overnight successfully vomited from their own brain supplements, and returned home one by one with anxiety.

Weighing nine catties, she is like a ghost floating in the world in this mirror, wandering around the village, she can hear, see and speak, but no one can see her.

Here she is the one who will be recognized as a ghost, and what makes Chongjiujin feel even more incredible is that the villagers are not her hallucinations, nor are they illusory images but real beings, real spirits, each of which is a real dead soul.

But they don't seem to know that they are dead, and they don't have the slightest sense of necromancy.

Ansheng's father was beaten half to death and thrown back into the house to fend for herself.

The most powerful mirror caster in the village is gone, and the golden doll that laid the golden egg is gone, but the life in the village has to go on, and the villagers only regard this as an after-dinner conversation, talking and laughing or scolding, everyone thinks that this matter is over anyway.

But obviously, this matter cannot be passed.

Ann died, and so did the child born of sin, and she burned into the furnace.

However, the peaceful days of Kagami Village are gone forever.

In order to continue to kill his grandson, the village chief decided to go into battle in person, and the stupid son's mother was too old to give birth, so he looked for a young person who could give birth, and he went back and forth to target a village woman in the village who gave birth to seven sons, and the two of them got better.

After the man of the family knew about it, the lion opened his mouth, and was abandoned by the thugs raised by the village chief, maybe the grandson died, and the son was stimulated by cutting off the root of his life, and the village chief acted more and more arrogantly as if he was crazy, and the villagers dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and the life became more and more sad.

Strange things have been happening in the village since the day An Sheng's death, first the thugs who participated in the beating of An Sheng's grandfather fell to his death in the dung pit after going to the toilet in the middle of the night.

Then there is the well-known long-tongued woman in the village, and Li Dazui, a village woman who has testified to the police as a witness An Sheng and the stupid son of the village chief's family are a serious couple, was found dead in the middle of the night in front of the bathroom mirror at home, and the mirror was full of cracks and blood on her brain.

Everyone said that it was accidentally hit by slipping on the sole of the foot.

But once or twice it was accidental, when more and more people died, and the news of the haunting in the village spread.

"An Sheng, it must be An Sheng who has come back to take revenge."

"Has Ansheng really become a ghost?"

"But it's none of our business, wasn't Ansheng's affair done by the village chief's family?"

Not long after, the news from the town caused a complete collapse among the villagers, and the policeman from the police station who had come to the village to investigate An Sheng's case was drowned while taking a bath in the public bathhouse next to the police station, saying that he had committed suicide.

At this time, the people in the village were frightened one by one, and they danced the gods day by day, and they used all the tricks to pray to God and worship the Buddha, but it was useless.

There is not a single day in the village where people are not dead, the difference is only in the number of deaths and the manner in which they die.

There is no place to live in the village, and everyone wants to flee.

Within a month after An Sheng's death, people died every day in the village, weighing nine catties at the beginning and counting, but then they didn't even bother to count, sometimes the scene jumped and changed for several days, and they couldn't count.

Accidents are most likely to occur when casting mirrors in the village, and seven or eight mirror casters have had serious fatal accidents at work, and they are not dead or half-disabled, and they can only be a waste without labor for the rest of their lives.

Panic.

What's even more terrifying is that no one can leave this village, no matter how far they go, whether they drive or walk, but as long as the villagers of Jing Village are settled, none of them succeed in leaving, and they have to turn back as if they hit the wall, and those who don't turn back to the village die on the way.

In the space of a month, the people of the village were dead and crippled, and only the children who went out to work early and went to school in the town escaped.

The people in the village have tried the way they can think of, and they asked the master to do it, and they went to the village chief's house to borrow the toilet before they started, and only left a sentence after they came out, "It's too fierce, I can't control this ghost, you can ask for another master." "Scared away.

The Taoist came to open the altar, and the Taoist was also scared away, and the senior monk chanted the scriptures excessively and was found to be a fake, and he directly hit the street, and Jingcun was about to finish.

The villagers temporarily set up a tablet for An Sheng in the ancestral hall of the village, and many people knelt in the ancestral hall.

"Ansheng, let us go, so many people have died, how can you stop it?"

"We didn't do anything, how can you be so ruthless, you want to take revenge on you to find the village chief, find that fool, what's the matter with us!"

"Please, please let us go, you can't be so ruthless, there is a debtor and a debtor."

The village chief scolded angrily when he heard this, "You bastards, you are so kind, why didn't you stop me at that time, and now you are pretending to be a good person." ”

If the village chief is angry on weekdays, how dare the villagers say a word, but at this time, it is a matter of their own lives, and the question of whether the village chief is terrible or terrible needs to be considered?

If they had to kill the village chief, or even kill his family, to save the lives of the rest of the village, the villagers would never be merciful, and more than one villager had such a thought in their hearts, maybe An Sheng hinted that they should do it again.

Yes, it must be.

Weighing nine catties, he could feel the murderous aura gathered on the surrounding necromancers.

"Catch the culprit and give a fair life."

"Agreed, we should have done it a long time ago." The villagers immediately began to respond to the call, and hope was born in their eyes.

As long as the culprit is killed and apologized, and An Sheng's resentment can be vented, won't they be safe?

"Yes, we can't continue to shield the village chief, we must give Ansheng justice."

"The village chief has done a lot of evil and must be severely punished." The villagers stood up with righteous words and stared at the village chief's family with fierce expressions.

"What do you want to do?"

Heavy Jiujin has been watching everything in the village from a third perspective in a ghostly posture throughout the whole process, just watching coldly, what she has heard and heard is enough to make her sick to her stomach.

Some evils are rooted in the soul and cannot be changed.

There is no one who sincerely repents, shirks each other's responsibilities, angry abuse, rebukes, vicious curses, and there is no lack of them, that is, no one repents.

Neither the village chief nor the villagers, from beginning to end, felt that they had done something wrong.

They say sorry, kneel and apologize, cry and pray, or denounce the village chief with indignation, not because of guilt and remorse or kindness but because of fear, fear and desire to live.

"Such people just kill them but cheapen them, they should be slowly tortured and let them stay in pain and unable to extricate themselves before they can relieve their anger, otherwise how to calm their grievances?"

After weighing nine catties, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and his brows furrowed slightly, "Wait, resentment?" ”