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Chapter 47 The choice of the village chief
With the Taoist priest's words, the sacrifice ended.

The people in the village returned home with some hesitation.

During the three years after the sacrifice, the sea has remained calm, and all the fishermen who have gone out to sea have never encountered any storms at sea, and have been able to return safely every time.

Every fishing boat is full of harvest.

The lives of the people in the village gradually improved, and everyone had a slow smile on their face. No one thought of the child who was buried in the sea.

But the good times did not last long. In the fourth year, the calm sea began to roll again.

Although the fishermen who go out to sea are not worried about their lives, their harvests are much less each time.

The village chief understood that this was the day for the sacrifice that the Taoist chief had said.

But all the children in the village grew up under the watch of the village chief, and he really couldn't bear to perform that cruel sacrifice again.

He silently prayed that the calm of the sea would last longer.

Soon, an accident happened.

Some villagers in the village were swept into the sea by the waves when they went out to sea and failed to return.

They can't catch enough fish and their lives are not as prosperous as before. The villagers can tolerate it, but they cannot accept the death of their relatives and friends.

The villagers gathered at the village chief's home.

"Village chief, didn't you say that after the sacrifice, there will be no accidents in the village? Now our Haizi has been swept away by the sea, what will this old woman do!"

The gray-haired old man threw himself in front of the village chief, tears streaming down his face.

Others around her hurriedly tried to grab her, but failed.

The village chief smoked a dry cigarette with a clear frown between his brows.

"Where in the world can there be such a good thing..."

The village chief sighed helplessly, "The original sacrifice could only bless the village's temporary stability, but it could not guarantee long-term stability."

"We can't be too greedy. It is God's mercy to have this stable life for three years."

The village chief originally thought that his explanation would stop the villagers, but the villagers who had already enjoyed the benefits of this kind of sacrifice did not want to see their relatives and friends buried in the sea again.

They pestered the village chief and kept asking, "There must be other ways to maintain the effect of the previous sacrifice, right?"

The village chief was unwilling to reveal too much information and could only remain silent.

But his silence did not satisfy the villagers.

Driven by anger and dissatisfaction, the villagers began to take action against the village chief.

When the village chief's son returned home, he saw the village chief with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

He protected the village chief and drove the villagers out.

"Father, what's going on?"

The village chief sighed helplessly and briefly explained the situation.

The village chief's son was a little confused. He asked confusedly, "Since they want to know, dad, just tell them!"

"I have already set up a house in the town. In a few days, I will take you and dad to move out. By then, whatever they do will have nothing to do with dad."

The village chief knew that his son was filial. He smiled bitterly and said, "You can take the dog and leave. I can't leave."

If he told the villagers everything, in their current state, they would definitely use any means.

The village head cannot and cannot turn a blind eye to these.

"Dad, we've all left, what are you doing here alone?"

"If you are beaten by the villagers again like today, what will you do!"

The village chief didn't want to discuss this with his son, so he sent him away after a few perfunctory words.

In the following period, the village chief would be chased and intercepted by the villagers every day.

Even though he had thought of many ways to stabilize the villagers, none of them worked.

Even so, he never thought of giving the villagers the instructions on how to perform sacrifices left by the Taoist priest.

But just because he was unwilling to hand it over, it didn't mean that the villagers wouldn't find a way to get the sacrifice.

One night, a man covered with black cloth walked into the village chief's home.

He kept rummaging for something in the village chief's home.

The village chief was old and had a very light sleep. He heard the rustling sound in the house. He suspected that there was a mouse in the house. He frowned and got up from the bed and walked towards the direction of the sound.

The village chief's sons have moved away, and the village chief is the only one left in the house.

He held the oil lamp and walked to the place where the sound came from, and saw a black figure.

He was startled and yelled, "What are you doing?"

The man seemed to have found what he was looking for. When he heard the village chief's voice, he was startled and threw the heavy object at his hand at the village chief.

The village chief hurriedly dodged, but because of the darkness of the night, he failed to notice the stones under his feet in time. He fell to the ground and hit his head hard on the cabinet with a plate.

Before he fainted, he saw the figure in black leaving in a hurry.

When the village chief woke up, his son had already taken him to the town.

He wanted to go back, but was stopped by his son several times. The son's tone was very angry, "Dad, you have done so many things for the village, and they still treat you like this. If Gouwa and I hadn't come back in time, Dad, you would have I'm going to die."

"And you are no longer the village head, there is no need to take care of those heartless people anymore."

The village chief was stunned for a moment, rested for a while, and returned to the village.

There is a child missing in the village. He was adopted by a widowed old man in the village.

The old man was getting old, and he died not long ago.

Before he died, what he worried most about was his adopted child. He once held the village chief's hand and talked about it for a long time.

The village chief suddenly realized that something bad had happened.

He went to Xincun Zhang and asked, "Where is Fang's baby?"

"Old village chief, this has nothing to do with you. Since you have your own selfishness, live your life in peace and don't bother us."

As he said that, he also called people from the village and drove the old village chief away.

The originally friendly villagers suddenly became ferocious. They gathered together, obeyed the new village chief's orders, and drove the old village chief out.

The old village chief didn't want to leave. He had already seen that the new village chief was the one who broke into his house and injured himself that day.

He wanted to know why the other party did that, but he was taken away by his son who rushed over.

On the way back, he clearly realized that he had done something very serious wrong.

"I released a group of incredible monsters..."

The village chief's eyes were red as he said such words.

His son was very confused and didn't quite understand why his father cared so much about those ignorant villagers.

Until the death of the village chief, he never forgot the village, let alone the things in the village.

He held his son's hand and kept telling him, "We must stop them...stop them..."

The village chief's son couldn't bear to see his father die with his eyes open, so he choked and agreed to the matter, but he had no idea what to do and could only recruit capable people.

(End of this chapter)