"Village Chief! Chief! You're okay! That's all we have in our family! ”

A stout woman in a floral jacket knelt on the ground, tugging at the trouser leg of the man in front of her.

The man wore a navy blue cotton hat on his head, a white-worn cotton coat of the same color, and a dry tobacco pot in his mouth. He was holding a rope in his hand, and the rope was tied to a girl who was just fifteen or sixteen years old, combing her big braids, and her crying face was snot and tears.

"This is the rule of the village, how can your family be an exception?"

The man kicked the woman away, and the other women around him rushed up and grabbed the woman on the ground.

"O child! My miserable daughter! ”

The woman cried and screamed on the ground, watching the man pull the girl towards the river.

There is a small bamboo raft on the surface of the river, which is wobbly on the water. The village chief pushed the girl up and made her sit on it.

The girl sat down, and the village chief slowly pushed the small bamboo raft to the middle of the river.

In the middle of the river, there is a small island with a small temple on the island.

At this time, the door of the earthen temple opened, and the flickering candlelight danced in the shadows from time to time.

"Crunch—"

The door opened, and then slowly closed again, as if two red bits of light were fading into the darkness.

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