In this way, Quwa and Qingli lived until they were eighteen years old, when the village was flooded, and the mud river next to it started a large flood, flooding countless farmlands and houses.

In the village, in a house, the lights are dim, and a group of people are discussing something together.

"Village chief, don't hesitate any longer, if you continue like this, everyone will have no way to live!"

A group of people next to him responded: "Yes, yes, don't hesitate, make a decision!" ”

The village chief was silent for a long time, and then said: "I picked up those two children and raised them, they still have a lot of days to live, I can't do this to them." ”

A dark-skinned man stood up in the crowd: "Village chief, you have raised them for more than ten years, and it's time for them to repay their kindness!" ”

A man with a wide shoulder stood up and said, "Besides, maybe they punished us for the flooding in our village because they angered the river god." ”

A man as thin as a monkey stood up and muttered, "Or give that little girl to the river god, the river god will definitely like it, and the boy still has a lot of strength!" ”

As soon as he said this, the people next to him suddenly came to their senses: "That's it, if you want me to say that the two of them are disaster stars, I didn't see that after they came, the harvest in the village was getting lower and lower year by year!" ”

"Yes, the thin monkey is right, it must be the two of them who annoyed the river god to punish us like this!"

The village chief lowered his head and still did not speak, but was silent. The group of people next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and the swarthy man just now stood up and shouted: "The village chief doesn't care about us, let's save ourselves, go, stand and pee with me to catch the girl and sacrifice to the river god!" After saying that, he pushed the village chief away and walked briskly towards the outside of the house, and the others glanced at the village chief, and then they all followed the swarthy man out, leaving only the village chief, still with his head down, speechless for a long time.

Outside the village, Qingli suddenly opened her mouth and said, "Brother Qu, I don't know why, my heart is so blocked." Qu He hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "What's the matter, tell your eldest brother?" ”

Qingli hugged Qu He: "Brother Qu, I don't know what's going on, I always feel that something big is going to happen." Qu He hugged Qingli tightly and said, "It's okay, big brother is here, it's okay, I will always be with you, big brother will never lie to you!" ”

Qingli nodded, and the expression on her face did not relax at all, still frowning tightly. Qu He just hugged Qingli tightly, hoping to bring her a little comfort. What Qu He didn't say was that he also had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he couldn't say that there were some things that he had to carry for Qingli.

But the two didn't enjoy much warmth, and suddenly there was a noise outside the door. Qu He let go of the clear glass and went to open the door to check the situation.

As soon as Qu He opened the door of the house, he saw a group of people holding torches in front of the door and shouting: "Catch the girl and sacrifice to the river god!" Their faces were hideous, but they had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

In the middle of the team, the swarthy man stood up and said, "Qu He! Since you came, our village has been sad every year, and now it is suffering from flooding, and you must have angered the river god! The village chief has decided to sacrifice the girl for peace! ”

After the man finished speaking, a group of people behind him shouted: "Hand over the girl!" Hand it over! Worship the river god! Qu He was shocked, and hurriedly said, "How is it possible!" Qingli and I have been living outside the village for a long time, and we only go to the village occasionally, and we usually don't do anything that angers the river god! ”

"Didn't you say no, no, no!"

"That's it, it's still quibbling!"

"Scourge! Scourge! Scourge! ”

"Hurry up and hand over the girl and sacrifice to the river god!"

"Hand it over! Hand it over! Hand it over! ”

When Qingli came out of the house, she saw Brother Qu and a group of villagers confronting her, so she hurriedly went up and grabbed Qu He's sleeve and asked softly, "Brother Qu, what's wrong?" ”

Before Qu He could appease Qingli, the villagers in front of him squeezed up one by one, shouting and scolding, and wanted to catch Qingli with a righteous face.

"That's her! Get her! ”

"Death to the Scourge!"

"Don't let her run!"

Qu He alone couldn't compete with the strength of a group of people, and Qingli was suddenly scattered, and Qingli was caught by everyone and escorted to the village.

"You let go of Qingli!" Qu He rushed forward with a shout and scuffled with them, but he was finally outnumbered, and was surrounded by everyone and pressed to the ground and kicked and beaten.

"Brother Qu! Don't hit him! Don't hit him! Qingli cried out instantly, tears blurred her eyes, and she couldn't stop shouting.

But how could impulsive people listen to a calamity's plea for mercy, and attack even more ruthlessly, only to bend and lie on the ground, dying.

Seeing this, the villagers stopped fighting, and walked towards the village with the girl. Leaving only Qu He who fell in a pool of blood, he had less air in and more air out, and slowly passed out.

When Qu He woke up again, it was the next day. He struggled to his feet from the pool of blood and walked towards the house without saying a word.

He came to the kitchen, picked up the machete used to chop wood, checked it, put it aside, and then made a fire and steamed a large bun.

Uncover the lid of the pot, Qu He picked it up and ate it, ignoring the hot and blistering corners of his mouth, then drank a large mouthful of water, picked up the machete and walked slowly towards the village.

In the village, a group of villagers escorted an ox cart towards the mud river. On the ox cart, Qingli looked haggard, silently shedding tears, tightly tied and locked in a pig cage.

The men who were at the village chief's house last night escorted the ox cart, and a group of villagers followed, shouting loudly: "Sacrifice to the river god, be safe!" ”

"Sacrifice to the god of the river and have peace!"

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the village. In this vicinity, only this one can grow crops and live people, but the mud river is usually quiet, but from time to time floods, people can't leave this land, so they think that it angers the river god, and every time there is a flood, young women are selected to sacrifice.

Coincidentally, after each sacrifice, there was no flooding immediately, so the people of the village believed in this saying even more, and every time there was a flood, they ruthlessly selected young women to sacrifice to the river god.

From generation to generation, the villagers have long been numb to this, and they take the initiative to think that this is great love, this is dedication to the whole village, this is the great grace to be able to enter the ancestral ancestral hall, and it is a compromise made in order to live.

Today, it is just an ordinary one of the hundreds of rituals to worship the river god, not the first time, and it will not be the last.

The wind and rain rose, and the muddy river next to it began to be uncalm. Qu He came to the front of the team and stood quietly without speaking.

When the villagers saw someone blocking the road, they shouted loudly: "Sacrifice to the river god, idlers retreat!" ”

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of here!"

"Don't get in the way!"

Qu He still stood quietly and didn't say anything. The villagers couldn't help but feel a commotion, and finally the swarthy man stood up again and shouted at Qu He: "Qu He! Get out of the way, or don't blame us for being ruthless! It is necessary to sacrifice to the river god, don't get in the way! ”

Qu He still stood and did not speak. The swarthy man couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and scolded: "Qu He! You fatherless and motherless thing, don't get out of the way! ”

Qu He moved, carrying a machete, and slowly walked towards the team. The swarthy man beckoned a few men to take the pitchfork and greeted him.

Qu He walked up to the people and said hatefully: "You are just a bunch of hypocritical things. He sneered twice, and said with a smile: "Hehe, sacrifice to the river god? Why don't you go and please the river god yourself? If you want to hurt Qingli, then I have to send you to see the river god in person. ”

After speaking, Qu He suddenly rushed towards the crowd, slashed with a machete in his hand, and before everyone could react, he slashed at the neck of the swarthy man.

The man screamed in pain: "Ahhhh Qu He's face was expressionless, and he continued to exert force on his hands, the split wound deepened, and blood rushed out and spilled all over the ground.

"Drink!" Qu He roared angrily, the force in his hand was heavier, and a knife split the man's body, the head and body were separated, and hot blood was spilled on the ground, diluted by the rain little by little.

The villagers were in an uproar, but they didn't expect Qu He, who was usually honest and gentle, to kill someone. Several men with pitchforks glanced at each other and rushed up shouting.

Qu and preemptively rushed into the crowd and wantonly began to slaughter. I saw that between the flashes of the knife, the heads and bodies were separated, and blood splattered out, sprinkled on the yellow earth.

I don't know who shouted: "Run, the murderer has killed someone!" The crowd dispersed, each running in the opposite direction, some hiding in their homes, others running farther away.

Qu He ran hard, catching up with the villagers who fled in a panic, his hands were up and down, and his heads flew up. By the time the villagers outside were dealt with one by one, Qu He's face was already full of blood and murderous.

Qu He first split the pig cage, untied the ropes, and released Qingli, and then went to the houses one by one, found the villagers who were hiding one by one, and took their lives with a knife, and then moved on to the next house.

However, in the face of death, people can always burst out with a strong desire to survive, and many villagers pick up kitchen knives and pitchforks at home, ready to work together to kill Qu He.

Qu He began to entangle with them, in the final analysis, Qu He is an ordinary person, he was filled with anger and burst out of his infinite potential, and until now, his physical strength is indeed a little unsupportable. So under the siege of the villagers, they began to be injured frequently, and kept retreating to the edge of the mud river.

"Ahh Qu He shouted violently, the movements in his hands sped up a lot, and he picked up and harvested several heads with knives in his hands, and then he was exhausted, and was rushed up by the rest of the villagers holding the pitchfork and poked the skin into his stomach and chest.

In the distance, Qingli saw this scene and exclaimed bitterly: "Brother Qu! Then he stumbled madly towards the river.

"Qingli! I'm sorry, Brother Qu is going to break his promise! Then, with the curvature of his cape and his grip on the pitchfork inserted into his body, he threw himself into the river with the last of his strength, and drowned in the yellow sand and muddy water along with the villagers.

"Nope! Brother Qu! Qingli fell by the river, looking at the calm river, and her heart was full of sorrow. Tears poured out wantonly, and Qingli cried out in grief: "Ahhhhh ”

Qingli looked at the sky hatefully: "I, Qingli, am willing to never fall into reincarnation as a reward, and make three poisonous oaths!" ”

"First, all the mud rivers are dead, and they will never live!"

"Second, there is no tranquility in the mud river, the waves are rolling over, and those who cross the river will fall to death!"

"Third, the villagers of this village will never be born and will never have peace!"

The poisonous oath was shouted out by Qingli word by word, and along with the oath came non-stop coughing up blood, until Qingli's face was pale and there was no more blood.

"Boom! Click! "There was thunder and lightning in the sky, and the rain fell even harder, as if the heavens and the earth were weeping.

Qingli sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at the sky with grief and indignation, covering her chest tightly with her hands, opening her mouth wide and screaming in pain, tears overflowed her eyes and flowed down her face, but she did not land, but flew into the mud river, and in an instant the mud river began to gradually become clear, the mud and sand sank to the bottom of the river, aquatic plants grew wildly, countless fish, shrimp and crabs appeared out of thin air, and the whole river was suddenly full of vitality.

Then I saw the clear glass, the tears dried up, the blood flowed out, turned into a stone statue, flew into the clear and transparent river, sank into the mud and sand, and disappeared. And a stone tablet flew out of the river and landed on the bank, on which it was written: Quli River.