The fruit of killing life

Chapter 143 Chen Family Village, Dragon King Worship ([-]rd update)
Although the Chenjia Village at the foot of the mountain looked big, it was obviously not very rich.

The most magnificent house is not the house of the village head or the clan's hometown, but a Dragon King Temple built on the bank of the Luoshui River.

I don't know how much money and manpower the villagers spent.

Although the Dragon King Temple has only two courtyards, it is extremely beautifully built with green bricks and green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, and flowers and plants everywhere.

at this time.

The people in the village who did not sleep most of the night were far more than the two sobbing children.

But the thousand or so people in the village didn't sleep at all.

Kneeling in unison on both sides of the gate of the temple, looking around, the black mass is full of human heads.

What's even more strange is that in the middle of the night, no one lights the lamps, and no one talks, and no family takes children under the age of fifteen out of the house together.

Except for the sobbing sounds of the two clean-washed little dolls wearing brand-new floral dresses under the only oil lamp in the temple.

The whole village was eerily silent.

There was the village head and an old woman acting as a temple custodian, looking back at the rolling Luoshui behind them from time to time, muttering a few words in a low voice from time to time:
"Witch, why isn't Lord Dragon coming?"

"What's the hurry? When the middle of the night is up, the Dragon King will come naturally.

In the past 30 years, why has the master ever delayed? "

"Aren't I worried? If the rain doesn't stop this day, the corn planted in the village will all rot in the ground without waiting for harvest!"

Just like what Nie Renxiong's dead confidant, Lao Hu, once said (Chapter 114).

"When the first emperor was in power 30 years ago, we followed the 'Dragon Qi Law' and retreated to the village level. 15 years ago when Emperor Jianming ascended the throne, we retreated to the county level.

Last year, even at the state capital level, we needed paperworkers like Yulongzhi to tinker with it from time to time. "

The "Dragon Qi Law" in the backcountry was almost completely invalidated yesterday, but the rapid decline began decades ago.

As the "Dragon Qi Law" continues to shrink, small villages close to the mountains like Chenjia Village are the first to suffer.

It's like during the dry season, many people will build their houses on fertile riverbeds and reclaim farmland to grow crops.

When the rainy season comes and the water level rises again, the river will take the lead in destroying these houses and farmland.

The same is true for retreating from the "Dragon Qi Law Ban".

However, for those people who have recuperated on the "river bed" for more than two hundred years, it is really difficult to make a decision to move their family.

Maybe bystanders can say sarcastic remarks, why do these people want money but not their lives?

But for the owners of these houses and fields, how could it be possible to easily abandon the family business accumulated by generations?

Even if you leave this place to go to the county town or the prefectural city, where will there be a tile to cover your body, and two acres of land to provide a meal?
This is a matter of real survival.

No matter how thin the "Dragon Qi Law Restriction" is, unless it reaches the point where they can't survive at all, almost no one will abandon their homes and careers and leave their homes.

It's just because the low-level people's ability to resist risks is too weak!
then.

If they want to survive in this mysterious world, since the imperial court is already unreliable, they have to find reliable people or monsters!

Even for some people, if they can fully understand the "taboo", even those [weird] thighs may not be impossible to hug.

Clap la la.
Suddenly, there was a sound of water surging behind the villagers.

Then came the horrible stench that burned people's nostrils with the wind.

Then there was the sound of wet footsteps, approaching step by step from the direction of the river.

But at this time, all the villagers knelt deeply on the ground, not daring to raise their heads to look at the supreme "Master Dragon King".

They were pretending to be cowards, but the two children who were placed in the temple saw the "Master Dragon King" clearly.

What kind of dragon king is this? It's clearly a catfish spirit with a bloated body that barely has a human shape!
The head of the catfish, with a dozen tentacles wriggling on both sides of the mouth, and a fat body half-human, half-fish, dragging a long tail.

The black and yellow mucus on his body exuded a terrifying stench, and even left a clear yellow mark on the ground.

"Ahhh"

“Wow wow wow”

A man and a woman, two little dolls who were only seven or eight years old, were so frightened that they burst into tears.

But this is obviously not the first time that villagers give dolls to the monsters to eat.

The villagers have children in turn.

Their parents have long been guarded by other villagers to prevent troubles during the sacrifice.

So no one will come to rescue them at all.

Seeing them crying so full of anger, this catfish spirit pretending to be "Master Dragon King" suddenly laughed, and said in a low voice:

"These two bodies are strong enough this year, they must be very chewy to eat."

He stretched out a stubby hand and grabbed the boy among them.

When he was about to start eating, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to the villagers:
"In the past, my king, I only ate a pair of 'Holy Baby Pills' a year.

But today is different, I got the news that the [Dragon Gate] on the Zhuohe River is about to open, and I must gather enough strength to jump over the [Dragon Gate] and become a real dragon! "

heard.

Under the leadership of the village chief, the villagers immediately flattered:

"Congratulations, Lord Dragon!"

"Congratulations to Lord Dragon!"

"Longevity, Lord Dragon King! Please protect me and the common people!"

The legend of the upper, middle and lower [Longmen] on the Zhuohe River has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The people living along the river, from the octogenarians to the three-year-old children, are all familiar with it.

Moreover, it is not too far downstream from Chenjia Village to cross the junction of Heluo, which is where the first [Longmen] is located.

There are two mountains on both sides, and the muddy river is sandwiched by the river. The width of the river is less than 40 meters. The river rushes through the "gate" and comes out.

"There is a [Longmen] in Hejin. The water is dangerous, and the fish and turtles can't go up. The big fish in the river and the sea gather thousands of dragons. If you can't go up, you will be a dragon!"

Legend has it that if fish, turtles, dragons and snakes jump over the [Dragon Gate] at a certain time, there will be a fire from the sky, and they will turn into dragons from mortals.

The so-called: "Shenlong burns its tail and goes straight to Qingyun"!
Although this "Dragon King" has eaten two virgin boys and girls every year for the past 30 years, he will bless Chenjiacun with a good year.

Far stronger than a court that only collects taxes!
If it can successfully transform into a dragon, wouldn't it be of greater help to the village?

As long as it is good for oneself, who cares whether it is a monster that eats children?

Just as the emperor gave up on them as a matter of course, so they also gave up some of their "kinds" as a matter of course.

However, before the villagers were happy for too long, they heard the "Dragon Lord" change the subject and continued:
"Therefore, this year's pair of Holy Infant Pills is not enough.

From today onwards, every ten days, you will give me a pair of virgins and boys! "

"Eat two in ten days?!"

All the villagers turned pale with shock, how could there be so many children in the village to feed it, it was clearly to exterminate themselves!

"No, my lord, the entire Chen family village can't give birth to so many children in a year.

With such a way of eating, it won’t take long before our entire Chen Family Village will be eaten up.”

Gudong!

"Lord Dragon" suddenly opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the villager who shouted the loudest directly into his stomach.

The rest of the people suddenly fell silent and dared not speak again.

"What a disaster! What a disaster!

This demon is unreliable! "

Those with a slightly more active mind have fully understood that the reason why the other party only ate one pair of children every year in the past 30 years is not because they are willing to trade fairly.

Just to fatten up the entire Chen Family Village before killing them!

Even after eating the so-called "Holy Infant Pill" at that time, the other tastes are not as good, so it may not be beaten to the teeth by this monster.

A demon is a demon, and I and others want to rely on it to make good harvests and good harvests, but I made a wrong calculation from the very beginning!
"Ah!"

The "Dragon Lord", who has already learned about the general trend of the world through secret channels, doesn't bother to waste any more time talking with these "pigs" he raises.

'In the past, this king was polite to you only because he couldn't offend the Yan Dynasty.

Now that your backing is about to fall, and the [Dragon Gate] is about to open again, how can this king care about the feeling of mere rations? '

So, it grabbed the white and fat "Holy Infant Pill" in its hand, which could greatly increase its strength, and was about to stuff it into its bloody mouth.

However, the mouth has only just opened.

Chi-!
Suddenly, a blazing white sword light flashed in front of "Dragon King".

With a light hand.

The chubby child, even with his half-drawn arm, slipped down quietly.

"what!"

After a full delay of a breath, it felt a sudden burst of bone-piercing pain.

"who?!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps outside the Dragon King Temple.

Even the surrounding temperature has dropped a lot.

The only oil lamp in the temple also turned blue.

"Dragon Lord" looked back in astonishment, the pupils in a pair of fish eyes suddenly shrank, and a low-pitched wail came out from the depths of his throat:
"Yin Yin soldiers cross the border?!"

　The third watch is over!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)