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Chapter 139 Ge Changlong and Yao Yuan
Looking at Qian Jiayin's face, I also felt that something was wrong. Is there something wrong with it?
Qian Jiayin said, "This matter starts from the Yuan Dynasty."

"Yuan Dynasty? Temujin?" I asked in confusion, "Such a long history? Isn't that the dynasty with the most extensive territory in China?"

"Do you think the Yuan Dynasty is good?" Qian Jiayin smiled mockingly, "The wars in the Yuan Dynasty dragged down the whole of China, and people in many places couldn't afford food..."

"And then?" I asked quickly.

"Some villages have started to eat people. Of course, most villages don't directly kill people to eat, but some people who starve to death and die of old age will be eaten. Longhu Village is one of them." Qian Jiayin said.

"Cannibalism?" When I heard this, I felt a little creepy. It was really hard for me to imagine that such a thing would happen. I think human beings are thinking beings, no matter how hungry they are, they will not It is so vicious that it eats its own kind.

"The world you imagined is so beautiful. Even now, there are still many places where people have the custom of cannibalism." When she said this, Qian Jiayin also had a bit of resentment on her expression.

"And then?" I said quickly.

"In fact, cannibalism is just a solution. When there is more food, no one can eat people. But Longhu Village is different from other places, because Longhu Village is an island, and there are no animals on the island. I don't raise any poultry on weekdays, so I can't stop this meat prohibition." Qian Jiayin said.

When I heard this, I almost understood it, and suddenly remembered one thing, that is, people can't die in the village, and people and ghosts live together. Could it be that those people were not buried in the village, but...

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little sick.

If that's the case, then what's the difference between the people in this village and the animals?
"It seems that you have come to understand a little bit, yes, even after the Ming Dynasty, the famine has been brought under control, but the people in Longhu Village have not stopped this custom of cannibalism, but only every time a person dies, they will This is used to share food with the whole village. Later, it even became a custom." When Qian Jiayin said this, the irony and sneer on his face became more and more obvious.

"And then?" I said, resisting the desire to vomit.

"This matter lasted until the Ming Dynasty. During the Ming Dynasty, two saints came out of Longhu Village. They were a couple. The man's name was Ge Changlong, and the woman's name was Yao Yuan. They have reached the level of mayor, and Yao Yuan was appointed as the imperial wife by the court because of her good deeds in her daily life. They have devoted their whole lives to the development of Longhu Village, bringing prosperity to the impoverished Longhu Village at that time." Qian Jiayin When I was talking about this, I suddenly thought of the Sages. Could it be that Ge Changlong and Yao Yuan were the Sages worshiped by Longhu Village?

Seeing my pensive look, Qian Jiayin also laughed, "As you think, it is the Shuangsheng."

I took a deep breath, and I already understood a little bit.

Qian Jiayin said, "That's right, the two of them worked hard for the development of Longhu Village wholeheartedly. However, after they died, their bodies were dragged out of the cemetery by the villagers of Longhu Village and shared food... "

"This!!!" My mind went blank, and I finally understood why Shuangsheng had such a big resentment.

If it were anyone, I have worked hard and fought for others all my life, but after I died, I couldn't even keep my whole body. That kind of resentment is absolutely monstrous, even for my temperament. .

The most hated thing in the world is killing one's father and taking one's wife. I think it should be repaying kindness with hatred.

"After the villagers in Longhu Village finished eating the Sages, a strange thing happened." Qian Jiayin looked at me and said, "That night, the villagers in Longhu Village all had the same dream."

I immediately remembered what Liu Er said before. It seemed that when they had an accident, they had the same dream, and there were also twin saints in the dream.

"In the dream, Shuang Sheng told them that he would come back and take revenge on those who disrespected him." When Qian Jiayin said this, the sarcasm on his face became more intense, "The first The next day, all the poultry raised in the village died, all of which were drained of blood by something."

"Then what?" I asked, I don't know why, this time, I suddenly felt that the people in this village deserved to die, really deserved to die, although Shuang Sheng's revenge was indeed a bit excessive, but it did not give the villagers of Longhu Village Clean up the beastly things you did.

"Then what else? After that, four or five people in the village will die every day, all of them are the same, and their blood has been sucked dry." Qian Jiayin said, "The villagers are starting to feel panic. At that time, a Taoist priest came to the village, a Taoist priest who claimed to be the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain."

"Is he the Wang Pan you mentioned?" I took a deep breath and asked, "If that person is Wang Pan, then the good man Wang Pan I saw before is also him? From Ming Dynasty to Jianguo In the early days, how many years did he have to live!"

Qian Jiayin did not continue to discuss this topic, but continued to say, "The Taoist priest wandered around the village and asked the people in the village. Although the people in the village are unwilling to talk about their cannibalism, they are still under threat of life. Tell the Taoist obediently."

"Later the Taoist made two dolls and said that these two dolls represented Ge Changlong and Yao Yuan, and asked the villagers to build a temple for them and worship them day and night, so as to calm down the resentment between the two." Qian Jiayin laughed, " It’s true that the wicked will repay the wicked.”

"Ah? You mean, Wang Pan is bad? Didn't he help quell the resentment? Otherwise, how could the people in Longhu Village survive to this day?" I said urgently, probably because of the same name, I I always feel that Wang Pan is a good person.

"Do you think it would be a good person to put the living dead with incense in the temple for people to worship? That Wang Pan wants to use this to raise two real dead with incense. Don't you know what the living dead with incense are?" What a terrifying existence." When Qian Jiayin said this, she glanced in the direction of the Shuangsheng Temple I had been to before with some lingering fear.

"Well." I was blocked by Qian Jiayin's words, and I didn't know what to say, and finally I said, "Then it just happened like this??"

"Of course it's impossible. That Wang Pan is more ruthless than I imagined. He doesn't just want to refine an incense living dead, but an even more evil evil living dead." Qian Jiayin took a deep breath and said. , "He only told the people in the village to worship the Sages, but he didn't say that he couldn't eat people in the future."

"And then?" I can't remember how many times I asked this question.

"After that, the villagers naturally worshiped the Shuangsheng very devoutly, so that in the hearts of the villagers, they regarded the Shuangsheng as gods. Those elders were eaten by the younger generations after death, and the resentment of revenge would make Their innocent souls kept praying to the Sage to avenge themselves, year after year, generation after generation, you can figure it out yourself, from the Ming Dynasty to the present, how many years have passed, the grievances of so many people who have been divided and eaten have accumulated What kind of monsters will grow on the Shuangsheng?" Qian Jiayin looked up at me.

I took a deep breath, how horrible this is, and I finally understood why the Shuangsheng had to let the entire Longhu Village die.

That kind of resentment accumulated from generation to generation is simply impossible to be forgiven. After so many years of accumulated resentment, it can even be said to be soaring. I am a little glad that I was able to escape from my dream of the Shuangsheng yesterday.

How much life does it take to come out alive.

Just when I was rejoicing, a sneer like a night owl suddenly came from the direction of the largest Sacred Temple. The sneer kept shaking in the air, and the backs of those who listened were covered in cold sweat!
"Finally, it's all done."

(End of this chapter)