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Chapter 1195 River God (12)

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    Madam Yan caressed her face in disbelief, the smooth and tender touch made her fingertips tremble constantly.

    "Zhao'er, you've become younger too" Just like the little girl in her memory who was not yet married and always liked to be by her side whenever she returned to her natal home.

    There is no misery that has been rubbed out by life, and there are no wind, frost and wrinkles on the face.

    Lady Yan covered her eyes, and Dou Da's tears fell from between her fingers.

    "Zhao'er, it's my aunt who's sorry for you."

    "I'm also sorry for my brother and sister-in-law" She thought that it was the best choice to put her brother's only daughter in front of her and take good care of her.

    ?She is both an aunt and a mother-in-law, so she would never rub her own niece, never thought

    Miss Yan leaned closer, "I don't blame you, aunt, everything is my fate."

    Lady Yan suddenly withdrew her expression, gritted her teeth and said, "No, no, in the final analysis, it's all about this damned monster, and those weak men in Zhengjia Village."

    The white lady looked at her white hands in a daze, and murmured: "After all, the inheritance of descendants is more important to them than anything else."

    "In order to achieve their goals, they will do anything."

    "But don't worry nowhehemy little one will definitely come back, but they are"

    The White Snake laughed with joy and sorrow, and the weird laughter made the little boy shrink his head.

    He whispered in Su Li's ear and said, "After Xiaoli and I ran out of the temple, we wanted to rush back to the village to find someone to help. I never thought of"

    The little boy paused for a moment, and involuntarily glanced at the ladies present, then lowered his voice a little, "As a resultthe doors of the villagers' houses are all wide open."

    The atmosphere in Zhengjia Village is not so good that the door is not closed at night, let alone on the night of sacrifice.

    Close the doors and windows tightly, and don't go out when you hear any sound. This is the basic understanding of everyone in Zhengjia Village about the night of sacrifice.

    No one, not even the most daring young man, would dare to violate this rule.

    No one dared to gamble whether his own noise would disturb the river god who happened to pass by.

    However, this shallow rule has been broken today.

    Seeing the wide open doors of every house, Xiaotong and Xiaoli turned pale with shock.

    Just thinking of his mother in the temple, Xiaotong still walked in boldly.

    Coincidentally, he walked into Uncle Zheng's house, and Uncle Zheng was lying upright on the bed.

    The corners of his mouth and the front of his shirt were soaked with blue concoction, his lips were blue, and his fingernails were blue.

    This state is exactly the same as he once met an uncle who was bitten by a snake when he went up the mountain.

    He is poisoned.

    The little boy shook him vigorously. No matter what, Uncle Zheng didn't respond at all.

    In a hurry, Xiaotong dragged Xiaoli and ran out again, and entered the second family.

    The situation of the owner inside is the same as that of Uncle Zheng at the front.

    This is the case with every family until they run to the door of the village head.

    This time it was completely different from what I had seen before.

    Still across the courtyard door, the little boy heard a lot of noise inside.

    The sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground made his heart skip a beat.

    "How dare you do this" The village chief roared, but his voice was cut off midway.

    Only a faint whimper remained.

    In fear, Xiaoli accidentally kicked the stone at the door, which made a little noise.

    Before the two children could react, Aunt Yan, who had been insane for many years, stood in front of the two of them with a smile, "It's Xiaotong and Xiaoli."

    After being brought into the house by Aunt Yan, Xiaotong realized that most of the aunts in the village had gathered here.

    Granny Yan was sitting on the head of the village chief's bed, covering the village chief's mouth tightly, her expressionless expression was very frightening.

    "Zhaoer, bring the medicine here."

    Miss Yan brought up a bowl of bubbling blue concoction, and the boy recognized that the smell in Uncle Zheng's and Uncle Zheng's' rooms was the smell of this medicine.

    The village head glared, and when he saw the boy and Xiaoli who were supposed to be in the temple appear, he struggled even more fiercely.

    Looking at the little boy's eyes that want to eat people, let the little boy swallow the words of begging for love, don't look away.??Look straight ahead.

    Granny Yan brushed her hair, broke the medicine bowl quickly, pinched the village head's jaw with one hand, forced him to open his mouth, and poured the medicine into his mouth with a chug.

    The village head stuck out his tongue, trying to spit out the medicine that had slipped into his throat, but Granny Yan watched until the whole big bowl was empty, and a lot was spilled on his chest, bedding, and the ground.

    The village head squeezed his neck with both hands, retched a few times, and then looked sleepy, and slowly his whole body went limp.

    Lady Yan put the man back on the bed and lay on the bed, and then she looked at the little boy with focus.

    "Your mother is still in the temple, let's go, let's kill that turtle grandson together."

    The first half of Mrs. Yan's sentence was addressed to Xiaotong, but the second half was addressed to other women.

    "The men in Zhengjia Village are all cowards, boyyou can't learn from them in the future." The white lady suddenly warned.

    Facing these aunts who are usually kind and gentle, but today have changed their faces, Xiaotong is very scared.

    He didn't dare to ask what he saw just now, and Mrs. Yan and the others were not willing to explain.

    A group of people searched for the weapons they could find, and set out angrily towards the River Temple with the blood of revenge.

    The voice of the little boy secretly whispering to Su Li echoed above the empty temple.

    What he thought was a small voice, in an environment so silent that even a needle dropped to the ground could hear the echo, clearly passed into the ears of everyone present.

    Lady Yan showed a relieved smile, and suddenly said: "That's right, those people in the village were all drugged by us."

    "We drugged them with food, and after they all fell asleep, the people next to their pillows gave them the drugs themselves."

    The white lady interjected with a strange expression: "My old man is physically strong, even a little bit of drug can't charm himit's thanks to a few sisters who held down his hands and feet and poured it into him."

    The corner of the white lady's mouth seemed to want to laugh, but the expression she showed was uglier than crying.

    "Although I drugged him and cut off his hope of being a man, but after all, they are husband and wife who have passed half their lives. He is unkind, but I can't be unrighteous. I will still take good care of him in the future, and the care will come back again.  youngest son."

    Lady Yan smiled sarcastically: "Zheng Wenduo, Zheng Wenduo They must never have imagined that we would know the truth, and then take revenge on them like this."

    "Because in their eyes, we women are obedient and submissive, and cannot have thoughts."

    "Our children are gone, why should they still have them? Those men in the village are all the same thing, they secretly leave behind the blood of incense outside without telling us, but they want to coax us into giving birth again  Children who are destined to become sacrificesdon't they value blood inheritance? Now that they can't even be men, they still carehahaha" (Remember the website URL:  www.hlnovel.com
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