River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 31

During the sacrificial ceremony that day, all the boys and girls were tied up and stuffed into the vat, and they were sent to the Hujiang River under the watchful eyes of the whole village.

For so many years, all those who were sacrificed have never even shown their corpses.

But today, this young man who was supposed to be dedicated to the river god actually appeared in front of them alive.

"You... you want to go back to Qingniu Village?"

"Yes."

Chuangong's face was tangled, and after a while, he got up his courage: "Erlang, are you really alive?"

"Second Uncle Huo thinks I look like a dead person?" Jiang Ling asked back.

The sun is also good today.

Under the light, Jiang Ling's appearance is clear, and his shadow is normal, which is not what a dead person should have.

Second Uncle Huo suddenly pulled up Jiang Ling's sleeve, dragged him aside, and said in a low voice, "Listen to Uncle's advice, since you are still alive, hurry up and don't go back. If you go back, how will you end well? When someone finds you Not much, hurry up and go."

It was by Jiang Ling's surprise that he could say this.

Seeing his sincerity, Jiang Ling's heart warmed a little, "It's okay, I am no longer the me I used to be, Second Uncle Huo doesn't have to worry about me."

Uncle Huo's worry, he knew it.

As a sacrificer, death is his destination.

If you are lucky enough to survive, if you just drag out your life, that's all.

But if he goes back alive to show off, those who believe in gods in their hearts will definitely arrest him and sacrifice him again.

Because the sacrifice ran away, if he didn't make it up, wouldn't the river god blame him?

Not to mention others, if Jiang Ling returns to Qingniu Village, the first person to arrest him is probably his elder brother, Jiang Dalang Jiang Chi.

"Have you thought about it? Are you really going back?"

Jiang Ling nodded.

Second Uncle Huo sighed: "Since you've made up your mind, go on board, but Uncle still wants to persuade you to think again."

As a person from Qingniu Village, whose child has never offered sacrifices?

Every three years, it is Uncle Huo, whose family once sacrificed a girl.

Seeing that Jiang Ling survived, in his heart, he was really thankful for him.

After all, Jiangling is on board.

In the stern with the monk, the village women sat in the middle.After all, they are not as courageous as Second Uncle Huo, and they still think that Jiang Ling doesn't know whether it is a man or a ghost, so they neither speak to him nor look at him.

The monk suddenly became interested, and asked him: "It turns out that the fellow Taoist is from Qingniu Village, and he is also a sacrificer. This makes the poor monk strange..."

But before he finished speaking, Jiang Ling deliberately shook the stern of the boat twice.

The monk turned pale with fright, and quickly lay down and grabbed the side of the boat like a cat: "Don't shake it, don't shake it, the poor monk can't stand the turbulence. If you don't want to talk about it, the poor monk will just ask."

Hearing this, Jiang Ling gave up.

He knew what the monk wanted to ask.

But how can he tell others his secret at will?
After waiting for about a stick of incense, Second Uncle Huo came back and bought some things.

After the boat set off, Second Uncle Huo and his brothers were also quite strong. The wooden boat was like an arrow flying from the string, going through the waves and slipping like a fish in the river.

In only an hour and a half, the boat arrived at the head of Qingniu Village.

"Here we are, let's get off the boat."

Those women disembarked first and left in a hurry.

The monk lay on the boat, still looking like a dead dog, and wiped the foam from his mouth: "At least it's here, if I don't come again, the poor monk will probably vomit out of his stomach."

The yellow dog flicked its tail to open the way, ran up the field ridge, and barked a few times.

Jiangling also set foot on the land and breathed the breath of this homeland again.

"Erlang?" Second Uncle Huo was on the boat, hesitating to speak.

This is his last chance, if he leaves now, it will be fine.

"Second Uncle Xie Huo is worried, I wonder how much the boat will cost?" Jiang Ling took out his wallet.

Second Uncle Huo sighed, waved his hand and said, "What did you say that the boat fee is not the boat fee? In fact, it is a good thing that you are not dead. Speaking of which, I am very happy to see you alive. How I wish my family would Erya... If you are still alive like you, it would be great... You don't need to give money, if you want to do something, do it quickly, and leave as soon as you finish."

After speaking, he waved his hand.

Jiang Ling was not pretentious, and went with the monk.

But before they entered the village, suddenly, a large group of people came out in groups with sticks in the direction of the village.

aggressive.

Several women spattered their spittle, pointing to this side and talking about things.

The leader, the head of a village, is walking like flying with dry tobacco in his hand.

The monk said: "Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it may be troublesome."

Jiang Ling smiled: "Trouble? Not necessarily."

If it was back then, he really wouldn't have dared to confront these villagers head-on.

But after these few days of practice, since Ren Du's second meridian was opened and the Yuan pool was expanded, his physique has improved by leaps and bounds.

Now, I am really not afraid of these crop-handled villagers.

After finding an open place, he stood there, waiting for the villagers to come.

Not long after, the group of people rushed in.

"Second Jiang, why are you still alive?"

"Are you trying to kill us?"

"Your life has been dedicated to the river god, you deserve to die in the river, why haven't you died yet?"

A few old ladies pointed at him and reprimanded him angrily.

As I said before, almost every household in Qingniu Village sacrificed children.

Some people would be happy for Jiang Ling to see him alive, like Uncle Huo.

But some people saw that he was still alive, and felt hatred in their hearts.

My son or grandson was sacrificed and died and never came back. Why are you so special?Why don't you die?

The village head smoked a pipe, looked Jiangling up, confirmed that it was Jiang Erlang, and then gestured, "Tie it up."

Two strong men were walking towards Jiangling with hemp ropes in their hands.

When the yellow dog saw them, he immediately stood in front of them, barked at them, and bared his fangs.

"Where did the beast come from?" A man picked up a stick and was about to hit him.

Jiang Ling shouted, "Do you dare to fight?"

The yellow dog was backed by Jiang Ling, full of courage, and the dog relied on the power of others, and its barking became more and more fierce.

That man didn't take Jiang Ling's words seriously, you brat, how dare you speak like that to your elders?
So what if I hit him?
Raise the stick, and the yellow dog will be beaten to death.

But just as his stick hit him, Jiang Ling pulled out a long sword from a cloth bag on his body.

huh~
With a wave of the long sword, a cold light appeared in the sky.

The man's wooden stick broke from the middle, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

After cutting off the wooden stick, Jiang Ling pointed at the two strong men who came to tie him up with a sword in one hand: "Are you sure you want to tie me up?"

The two strong men looked at each other and then at the village chief.

The village head frowned: "It's against the sky, how dare the Jiang family's evil animals hurt people?"

With the words of the village chief, the two strong men had a bottom line in their hearts.

No matter what, Jiangling was going to be taken anyway.

The two of them approached again, one to the left and the other to the right.

"You really want to provoke me?" Jiang Ling asked.

The strong man felt funny when he heard it. You are a doll with no hair, and you think you can scare adults with a sword?

We are here now, do you dare to hurt someone?
As the saying goes, a dog that bites does not bark.

If Jiang Ling didn't say anything, they might still be afraid.

But Jiang Ling's question just now made them believe that Jiang Ling was just bluffing.

After all, how could a child from a rural family dare to hurt others at will?

Thinking in this way, they suddenly rushed towards Jiangling with the rope, trying to trap him.

And Jiang Ling suddenly swung his sword in anger, and chopped the two men to the ground with one blow.

For a moment, screams shook the sky, and the blood spurted out soared, spraying the faces of the surrounding women and children.

(End of this chapter)