This time, there were very few people running to the dam.

Everyone looked stunned, frightened for a while, angry for a while, and silent in panic.

Under a huge poplar tree, Sister Yun and I sat close together. She put her cold and shivering left hand into my palm, but my weak right hand could not hold her delicate left hand.

In the treetops, two or three magpies were standing on the branches of the nest, chirping and chirping.

I think that the saddest animal in the world is no one more than people. In life, there is always more sorrow than joy, sorrow is greater than joy, and parting is more than reunion.

If there is an afterlife, let me and Sister Yun be a pair of happy magpies. She and I can share the same eaves through thick and thin, and share the same branches of joy and bitterness.

Just as I was trying to dispel the fear with wishful thinking, something like liquid dripped.

I looked up at the top of the tree, and a scarlet drop of blood slammed into my pupils.

"Ah," I couldn't help shouting, and then I broke free of Sister Yun's hand, quickly rubbed my sour eyes, and crawled up.

A thumping heart, frightened enough to burst through my chest, and then burst violently as it flew into the air.

Sister Yun hugged me tightly and shouted: Xiaohua, it's okay, don't be afraid.

Her kind and gentle voice, like a powerful talisman, quickly froze my frightened and panicked body and mind.

I rolled my eyelids, and the drop of blood that had fallen into my eye quickly rolled into the veins.

The villagers have surrounded me, and everyone has worked together to hold me steadily.

Where the blood was dripping just now, there were already a few ears, a few severed fingers, a few noses, and a few pieces of indescribable flesh. It is not difficult to discern that these bloody things originate from the human body.

Looking up, two or three magpies, who had just been screaming, were nesting in their nests, eating the delicious food inside.

Their white bellies had been stained blood-red, and their short gray-black beaks were glistening with blood.

A fishy feeling is gradually eating away at my brain, and I am already in a trance.

The home in the east of the river is only a hundred meters away from here.

At this moment, I can't wait to lie down on the soft sofa in the living room, close my eyes tightly, control my thoughts, and let everything stay in a blank world.

The river of blood is tinkling and flowing, and there is occasionally a soft breeze blowing on the bank, although the fragrance of flowers is strong, the fishy smell is even heavier.

The bright clear sky is full of the bloody breath of the devil.

When I looked back at the dam, I saw a young police officer with a blank look and a slight fear, biting a crooked cigarette in his mouth. His eyes flickered towards the pool of blood, and he exhaled a large mouthful of smoke from his mouth.

Relying on the concealment of the smoke ring, his pupils could be dilated a little for a short time.

Behind the police officers, several villagers were leaning close together, as if they wanted to get some energy from others.

The two bloody skulls that had just floated in the pool of blood had been fished up.

The pig face, I can't tell whose family it is, the dog face is the "flower" of Sister Yue's family.

Suddenly, a young female police officer who was close to Officer Li changed her face suddenly, and said urgently: There is gasoline in the pool.

Her voice came extremely high-pitched and fast.

Everyone couldn't help but take a sharp breath, trying to smell the oily smell.

Officer Li's face turned blue and shouted: Xiao Chen, put out the cigarette quickly. Everyone, get out of here at once.

Hearing this, Officer Chen swallowed the spicy smoke into his stomach, and then ran quickly into the distance, threw the cigarette that he had only smacked one or two times into the mud, and stomped a few times.

Everyone sniffed for a long time, but still did not notice the presence of gasoline. However, the officer's words are categorically true. Everyone ran side by side to the east of the river.

"Bang," a loud and piercing iron striking sounded.

Looking back, it turned out that the two villagers were running too anxiously, and the shovels and hoes in their hands inadvertently bumped into each other. A faint smell of burnt iron drifted into the nose.

We've run to the middle of the dam and the bridge, which is considered a place in the middle and lower reaches.

Seeing that there was no danger, everyone slowed down their pace and wanted to take a breath.

I'm with Sister Yun. I couldn't tell if I was holding her or she was holding me.

There was a "z" sound, as if something was on fire.

Everyone heard the faint sound of burning, and searched around with their eyes open.

Nowadays, everyone has become sensitive and suspicious. But as long as there is a little bit of wind and grass, it will be regarded by everyone as a major event.

Suddenly, Officer Li frowned, picked up an iron shovel, and ran towards the place where the iron weapon had hit just now, and two or three police officers followed closely with a tacit understanding.

Looking upstream along the river, on the embankment slope full of flowers and green grass, there is a flickering firelight.

After a few quick steps, Officer Li and the others had already arrived at the place where the fire broke out. Several people stirred up the shovel and dug up the loess and threw it at the fire that jumped down the slope.

On the embankment, there are still some late-maturing plants and trees, and their faces are unseasonably withered and yellow. A spark is enough to turn them to ashes in the spring breeze.

The fire was not large, and several officers were about to extinguish it.

Under the sun, a withered grass as thin as a hair, broken by the clods of soil, fell gently and softly into the constantly flowing river of blood with the unlost residual warmth.

With a "bang", red flames rolled out of the river of blood.

Suddenly, the red flames like vermilion lacquer quickly tore and cut the appearance of the entire river of blood, and suddenly gathered a raging sea of fire.

Standing downstream, we saw a few blood-red flames, like a fluttering snake, with a scarlet face, with a head held high, a swollen face, and rushing towards us like thunderous arrows.

On both sides of the river of blood, delicate flowers and plants have been swallowed up by the spreading sea of fire. They have not yet had time to dance in the warm spring, but they are about to be burned to ashes, and they all let out a "crackling" and wailing.

The sea of fire spread so fast that even the most downstream bridge was densely engulfed by it. A weeping willow on the bridge was quickly invaded by a few wisps of flames. The fire is getting bigger and bigger, its body, can not stop the fire step by step burning, the color from green to yellow, from yellow to black, after the water is dried, it is finally gnawed by the fire and shattered, becoming a black and fragile "wreckage".

Officer Li, who was upstream, saw that the fire was coming too fiercely, and it was beyond the control of manpower, so they ran towards us in a panic.

The pool of blood on the dam had already burned into a sea of fire, and the fire was even stronger and the flames were higher.

The golden spring flowers and the turquoise aquatic plants were powerless to avoid the damage of the sea of fire, and for a while, the yellow flowers wailed, and the green grass groaned, and after a while, they were burned into black pieces, and fell into the water, and their souls were scattered.

There was a sinister howl from the pool of blood. Several "red and green devils" broke through the pool of blood and wanted to escape, but the moment they jumped out of the water, they were ruthlessly forced into the water by thousands of blazing flames.

For a moment, there were countless cold and eerie cries from the pool of blood. The voice was like a child who had been pricked with a poisonous needle, pinching his throat and shouting desperately.

The constantly burning river of blood raised an endless fire, like a wall of knives full of blood on the blade, separating the east and west sides.

Through the gap between the flames, I saw the home not far from Hedong, but now it was out of reach.