Obviously, everyone present had their own thoughts.

The girl held an umbrella and stood beside her, and she had never felt that the world was so complicated.

"You are lucky. I really have a way to cure all diseases!" The old lady's face was kind and gentle, like an old man, with peace and wisdom in her expression.

Everyone seemed to believe the old lady at this time.

Yes, in general, at the most desperate times, even if it is absurd remark, the desperate people have to believe it.

The girl tried to guess everyone's thoughts.

However, she stood beside her, looking at the saliva on everyone's faces.

She suddenly lost the intention of speculation.

The old lady is still kind and kind. Even with her white pupils, her face is peaceful, as if she has accumulated a lifetime of wisdom and experience after a long period of hardship and is not surprised by changes.

However, from the side, the girl could see that her wrinkled face was written with unconcealed greed.

A silent cry seemed to sound in my ears again.

"You must know that children are the most powerful yang energy in the world, and they will not invade all evils and will not disturb all diseases."

"Of course there is only one possibility for them to be sick - that is, the innate true yang energy is discharged."

"In this case, the spells and medicines are not useful. There is only one effective way, which is to replenish their yang energy."

The old lady said this and asked again: "Do you know how to replenish yang energy for children?"

"We don't know, please tell us grandma." Everyone begged, with both voice and emotion, and their concern was as full of loving parents.

The old lady was embarrassed at this time: "This..."

When everyone saw her in trouble, they immediately asked: "Grandma, do you have any hidden secrets?"

"Grandma, don't keep it aside, we're in a hurry..."

"Grandma, be kind."

Talked and talkative.

The old lady seemed to be in a difficult situation. After a while, she gritted her teeth, spread her hands flat, her palms facing up, and her other hand clenched into a fist.

The fist hit the palm of his palm, and the old lady stomped her feet and made up her mind: "Well, since you are so sincere and anxious to save your son, I will make an exception and let you reveal the secrets."

"If the yang energy that is lost in this person is adult, he can naturally eat and replenish it. However, children have not grown up after all, and they cannot replenish the yang energy through ordinary food. They can only replenish themselves through adult yang energy."

"This is also the reason why children like to rely on their parents."

"But once too much yang energy is lost, and as for the disease, so ordinary dependent on parents will no longer work. Only... the steamed bun with good white flour, dipped in full of the blood that gushed out of the adult man's cavity at noon, will it work!"

Everyone was shocked and felt scared and frightened.

Everyone shrank their necks and the old lady sighed.

But from the side, everyone clearly glanced at the old lady with a squinted look, as if they were looking at the chickens waiting to be slaughtered in the circle.

Everyone said, embarrassed and frightened, and invited the old lady into the village together.

The girl couldn't help but walk into the village together.

All households are busy.

Everyone has mixed grain, your family has a little wheat, my family has a little soybeans, and his family has a little sorghum.

This pieced together and brought together a sumptuous table of meals.

The old lady sat in front of the dining table, her eyes shining.

She was feasting as if no one was around, obviously very hungry.

The villagers placed the sick child with clean faces and white skin on the table and ate this hearty meal with the old lady.

The old lady glanced at the child with a sneer and disdain on her face.

The old man and the children were eating together, and the children looked at the old lady curiously.

The girl held an umbrella and looked over from the side.

There was no other emotion on the side of the child's face.

His front and side faces are the same.

Somehow the girl breathed a sigh of relief.

After dinner, the old lady took everyone to raise money and went to the county town to see the beheading.

When they were beheaded, everyone gathered there, watching the excitement, looking crazy and greedy.

This greed even directly exaggerates the expression on the face.

Everything is abomination and horror.

After watching the beheading, they bribed the executioner and shouted lively. Then they bought the white bread, covered with the warm blood.

The steamed bun became red after dipping blood. When it was pinched in the hand, there seemed to be a faint heartbeat.

They were happy, held the red buns in their arms, and ran back to the village eagerly.

On the way home, the girl heard crying again.

The old lady smiled.

There was a surplus of bribery in her arms.

In the village, some villagers promised more money.

Become rich!

She looked straight and looked sideways and was happy together.

She didn't notice that the villagers had a very consistent and mysterious smile on their faces.

When everyone returned to the village, the adults hurried into the house and fed the children to eat steamed buns.

The child's lips are slightly red and swollen.

He was sweating all over his head, tears were about to flow out of his eyes.

When the old lady asked for her own reward, the villagers came up with another table to express their gratitude.

When the old lady saw this table, she became happy, so she did not pursue the remaining money for the time being and ate happily.

A crying sounded in the girl's ears again.

The woman who had cried before returned to the river and cried.

The girl swallowed.

She felt a little cold.

But she still walked around.

She looked to the front.

The woman was crying.

On the side, there was a harvest smile on the corner of her mouth.

There is indeed a bumper harvest.

The forage fed the little fat sheep, and an old hen fell from the sky.

Isn't it a good harvest?

In the second half of the night, the villagers had a good harvest.

Old hens are suitable for stewing soup, and they should be killed in advance. Small fat lamb meat is tender and not suitable for slaughtering in advance. They should be eaten and slaughtered in advance.

They set up a pot, boiled water, and put the killed old hen into the pot.

It was at this time that a team of officers and soldiers rushed into the village.

They shouted to kill all the ogres.

They captured the villagers, so the evidence was confirmed.

One of these villagers is counted as one, and all of them are sentenced to death.

The high-ranking official sat in the village, drinking delicious old hen soup with a delicate spoon, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just like the villagers before.

Seeing all this, the girl was chilling on her back.

These people are obviously weak people, but they always make her feel cold.

Crying sounded in my ears again.

The girl was puzzled and looked at the villagers who were about to be beheaded.

Isn’t the crying sound a signal of predation for the villagers? Now the villagers are all dying, so why is the crying sound still there?

"cut!"
To be continued...