That night, the people in the deserted village had the same dream, saying that the reason for the great drought was completely due to Shaoqiu, and for the sake of today, only by killing Shaoqiu to sacrifice to the sky, it would rain. Of course, Shaoqiu was completely unaware of the dreams of the people in the deserted village, and he was the only one in the deserted village who had never dreamed of it.

The weather is so dry that the mountains are almost gone, and the grass that barely grows is languishing at this time, and if it doesn't rain, it's not far off. From time to time, the stones emit green smoke, like burning, which shows that the temperature is so high that it is really not ordinary hot.

On this day, the people of the deserted village carried the sacrifice and walked towards the mountain, and they were on the edge of the big field in the young autumn, wanting to hold a prayer for rain. After arranging the sacrifice, people sat silently on the side at this time, watching the mage recite the incantation, and after doing all this, someone suggested that Shaoqiu should be brought in, otherwise everything would be in vain.

In order to eat, in order to resist this once-in-a-century drought, people can only sacrifice Shaoqiu, with his existence, it seems that the people in the deserted village can no longer live. Can you not take his life?

Shaoqiu stayed in his house that day, and the outside world didn't know what was going on for a while, and things happened from time to time, and all he did was a little bit of water. However, Shaoqiu has no quarrel with the world, staying in his own home at this time, it is quite safe, and he does not have to worry about others taking his life.

Besides, I am also quite unwell, so why not stay in the house and rest at this time? At this time, I found that someone knocked on my door from time to time outside, and I didn't know what was going on for a while, I knew that I was sick and couldn't do those things that I was fighting for, so why did I force each other like this?

Shaoqiu covered his ears for a while, thinking that if he didn't listen, otherwise, he was afraid that he would never have peace. However, even so, there was still a lot of ridicule outside, and many people scolded each other for some reason, and soon the scolding turned into a beating, and one could clearly hear someone falling to the ground and shouting, "It's over." ”

At this time, someone banged on the door of the house very violently, obviously not letting Shaoqiu live in peace, and it seemed that he would not stop if he was not killed. And what harm does Shaoqiu do to people, how can they force each other so much?

"Shaoqiu," someone outside shouted, "come out quickly." ”

"You don't have to study, today is your death date, otherwise, with your existence, we won't be able to live." Someone told you so.

"Today we have decided, we must kill you!" I don't know who added that.

In the face of this sudden situation, Shaoqiu couldn't read if he stayed in the house and read, so he wanted to close the door of the house, and the crowd outside was angry and couldn't go out. I don't know who kicked it, the door is very likely to be broken, but the Bodhisattva blessed, although the person who came was quite powerful, but still couldn't help it!

"If we don't come out again, we're going to set fire, and you can't get out!" I don't know who in the crowd shouted like this.

Shaoqiu listened, and coughed lightly at this time, I don't know what this drought has to do with me, how can I treat myself like this? But I didn't want to go out, it was absolutely impossible, so I opened the door of the house, and there were many people standing outside in the crows, each gritting their teeth, and they really hated Shaoqiu, and they had to eat his flesh and pick his skin. There are even people holding big knives, the sharpness of the knife, reflecting the sunlight, emitting a cold light, facing the chill of this knife light, Shaoqiu shuddered.

"What do you want from me?" Shaoqiu asked, quite weak, and there was no way to escape at this time, so he had to beg people to let him go.

"You're going to die!" I don't know who in the crowd shouted like that.

"Yes, if you don't die, we won't be able to live, you can have pity on us, look at how hungry our children are!" When someone said this, he wept faintly.

"Come with us, go up the mountain, more people are waiting for you, you can't help but go!" People say so.

Shaoqiu had to follow the people of this deserted village to the mountains without stopping, and as soon as he went outside, the drought of this day was really unprecedented, and from time to time there were big trees on the roadside that spontaneously combusted, and the raging flames choked people so that they couldn't stop coughing, and Shaoqiu was even more so. Not only that, but the only cloud in the sky also gave fire, and the fire kept flying, and it can be said to be very beautiful, if it weren't for the fact that the sky was so dry, looking at this flowing cloud at this time, it could really be said to be the only beautiful scenery in my life.

However, at this time, no one is in the mood to enjoy the beauty of this day, people are more concerned about the safety of their lives, fortunately, Shaoqiu is finally here, and there is a substitute for the death, and it seems that he does not need to die. Of course, Hua Bo is also in it, in this century of unprecedented changes, Hua Bo is deeply emotional, the execution of Shaoqiu is the trend of the times, look at him put the water in his field into his field to know how wise the decision people made.

This one thing alone is enough to kill him, not to mention that there are gods who show him in a dream, this killing him is not considered to have wronged him, right? That's what most people think at this point.

Shaoqiu stood silently on the edge of his field, facing this God-given water, he laughed at this time, I really don't know who made a fool of himself, and actually put the water from Hua Bo's field into his field. For a moment, people couldn't stop asking, "What's going on?" "Yes, why did the water in the Hua Bo's field flow into your field for no reason!" "This is obviously stealing, needless to say, it's not an exaggeration to kill him." "He should have died a long time ago, if he hadn't recited the incantation, why did the deserted village come here, at this time there was a great drought, and it was really unreasonable for this person to take full responsibility!" "I see that my back pain is also due to this person, and I want to ask at this time, can I slash this thief?" "It's a pity that he doesn't have a mother, otherwise, I would have to do something unbearable, and I have to sleep with his old mother!"

When people were expressing their opinions one after another, the Master was doing the Dharma, and his mouth was full of words, and the mountain became solemn. The appearance of the mage's cloak made Shaoqiu a little frightened, and the wooden sword he held in his hand for no reason pointed at other people except for himself, a thin and weak person who was sick, right?

"Bring him up and show him to the public!" The mage roared like this, and at this time, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the mountains not far away also resonated with it, and the mage's words were like gods for a while.

"I am not guilty, why are you like this, let me go quickly, otherwise you will not die a good death!" Shaoqiu was carried up by the people, and Hua Bo sat in the crowd with a smile on his face and kept watching, thinking that this Shaoqiu should have died a long time ago, otherwise, the water in his field would be stolen in the future.

People put Shaoqiu in the firewood and grass, as long as the firewood and grass are lit, from time to time Shaoqiu will turn into ashes, and the wind will completely disappear from this world. However, even if Shaoqiu was in the wood, the intention of survival at this time was still undiminished, and he knew that this shouting was in vain, but he couldn't stop screaming.

"Burn him, burn him!" People shouted.

And some people brought gongs and drums to beat, and in the sound of firecrackers, some people twisted Yangge, and some people even kept changing magic...... Everything has become so good, if Shaoqiu has to die, otherwise, people are not in the mood to play this!

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Shaoqiu's shouts were higher than one another.

However, someone came over, heard him shouting hysterically, and felt insulting to the gods, so he gave him a slap in the face, and hit this young man until he fainted before stopping. Shaoqiu's mouth kept oozing blood, and the man was merciless, and even beat Shaoqiu to death.

People poured water from Shaoqiu's own field on him, and soon Shaoqiu woke up slowly, looking at the many people around him, like a demon asking for his life, can he not feel sad?