"Hey, sister, why do you see it so lively over there?" the young man stretched out his hand and pointed to the noisy place at the head of the village, his eyes showing a hint of strangeness.

"I don't know, let's go back!" Looking at the noisy crowd, the girl carried the basket on her back, and her eyes were a little dim.

"Sister, let's go, go over and have a look!" The young man didn't notice the dimness in his sister's eyes, and walked towards the crowd.

In desperation, the girl had to follow along.

Stretching out his fingers in the crowd, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in rags on the ground, unconscious.

"Tu Dui, this person doesn't look like it's from our village, where did you bring it?" the village chief looked at a middle-aged man in his thirties in the crowd, revealing a sense of majesty.

The people next to him also looked at Tu Du in the crowd with great interest, wondering how he had brought someone into the village out of thin air, something that had never happened before.

"Village... The village chief, when I went to collect medicine, I met him, and when I saw that he was still angry, I carried him back. Twilight looked at the village chief with some fear.

The village is too big, with nearly 10,000 households, and Tu Du thought it was a kid from a family in the village, but he passed out in the mountains and rescued him.

Who knows that he saved people and caused a hole, he regretted it a little. Judging from the village chief's face, this person must not be from his own village.

"Village chief, this person is not from our village, how did he get in?" In the crowd pointing next to him, someone was puzzled and asked loudly.

They all saw that this person should not be from the village, and they didn't know where it came from, otherwise the village chief would not have shown such a majestic face.

"I don't know, I burned him on the fire!" Seeing that the people around him were quite interested in the unconscious young man on the ground, the village chief looked cold, and then spoke.

Crash!

I hadn't seen anyone burned in the village for several years, and when I heard that the village chief had burned to death the boy brought by Tudui, the crowd exploded.

"Yes, it's familiar!" said the young man without thinking, looking at the people on the ground.

"Tu Jian, have you seen this person?" Looking at Tu Jian with the basket on his back, the village chief showed a trace of doubt.

Could it be that this person is really from the village.

However, looking at the young man's ragged clothes, although tattered, were not village clothes, the village chief's doubts were dispelled.

"Isn't this the boy of Mr. and Mrs. Turi?" a voice came from the crowd.

"Is it the little crumb of the Turui family that made a fuss three years ago?" someone next to him immediately chimed in.

"You?" Listening to a few disgusted voices in the crowd, Tu Jian's face turned iron-blue, and he held the scythe in his hand and clenched it tightly.

"Brother, don't make trouble!" "The white hand that has been holding the sword that is about to get angry.

Just now my brother came to see her, and she knew it was going to be bad. After their parents fled the village and were swallowed by the whirlpool of clouds and mist, the brother and sister depended on each other for their lives, which was regarded as a shame by the villagers, and the two siblings were not treated well in the village.

"Tu Jian, what did the village chief ask you?" Most of the people next to him were still on the unconscious people on the ground. For what happened three years ago, they all knew that at this time, Tu Jian said that he was a little familiar and wanted to see his jokes.

"The village is so big and there are so many people, does it seem strange that my brother looks familiar?" the girl looked at those who wanted to see her brother's jokes, and raised her eyebrows.

Tu Shuang didn't speak, but as soon as she spoke, a few young and evil eyes in the crowd swept over her.

"Okay, the village is so big, it's not surprising that Tujian is familiar. Seeing that a few people wanted to see the joke, although the village chief didn't want to see the brother and sister, he couldn't let a few idle guys wantonly bully the Tushuang sister and brother, after all, they were all people living in Ebony Village.

Listening to the words of the village chief, the eyes of those Y evils froze slightly, and they covered it up well.

I have always coveted Tushuang, Tushuang is younger than them, and the brothers are idle in the village, and they take chasing Tushuang as fun when they have nothing to do.

Now, looking at Tushuang's more and more delicate, the desire in my heart swells more.

"Alright, while this man who fell from the sky has not yet woken up, hurry up and burn it on the altar and burn it to death!" the village chief's thin fingers pinched, and his expression was indifferent.

In the crowd, several people in charge of the altar immediately dodged and walked towards the altar at the head of the village. Hurriedly set up firewood.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy on the ground was dragged by several strong men to the altar.

The village chief spoke again: "You go and invite Master Ah Yi in our temple to overtake the village." The rest of the people stopped standing, and each went to bring his family and perform the ceremony together. Burn this guy discarded by God, maybe our village will be safe for a few more years. ”

The siblings didn't stop long, carrying the basket on their backs and walking towards the place where they lived.

"Sister, I'm sorry just now, blame me for being reckless!" Tu Jian looked at his sister's face with a hint of gloom, and said guiltily.

"However, I'm really familiar with my sister's person, and that figure is similar to what I saw!"

"Do you mean the figure you saw in the cloud vortex?" Glancing around, Tu Shuang asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" said Tu Jian puzzled.

As soon as the whirlpool appeared, he saw a figure resisting, although it was very short, but he was extremely sure in his heart.

There are people in the world who can fly, but the people in the village take it as a rumor.

"Brother, don't say it later, let's just watch, we can't do anything anyway, my father and mother are the best examples. But that young man, if he really has the ability as you said, when he wakes up, he may bring a devastating disaster to our village. Tu Shuang didn't know what was going on, seeing the unconscious young man's eyes, there was a tacit understanding between souls.

She couldn't say why?

This hour is after.

At the altar at the head of the village, almost the entire village gathered here, all looking at the young man tied to the firewood on the altar.

"Master Ah Yi, what do you think you want to sacrifice?" the village chief looked at the monk in a robe and said cautiously.

"Take the blood of three hundred maidens, the blood of a hundred boys, kill a sheep, and I will begin to chant the prelude to the Dharma now. Master Ah Yi said.

From the moment I came to the altar, I kept staring at the boy who was standing on the firewood. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"There is a spirit in Ebony Village, protected by this master, today there are people abandoned by God, who were abandoned here, and it is really evil to think of this person, I am willing to eliminate the harm for Ebony Village, and use the blood of three hundred girls, one hundred boys, and a sheep to comfort the peace of this village. ”

Ah Yi's mouth turned into a chant.

When he got to the back, the people in the village couldn't understand what he was singing at all, even the young men who watched Tu Shuang swell up before also became peaceful, and they didn't dare to be disrespectful in the slightest. (To be continued.) )