how to kill a dragon

Chapter 92
Something cracked at the sound.

It turned out that there was a crack in one corner of the cage, as if their knife had really hit the cage.

Wang Xiaotai's hand went in through this crack, and firmly touched the top of the white tiger's furry head.

The Golden North Whale was dumbfounded, it was almost impossible.

The field of resentment is just a replay of what has already happened. All they can do is watch, and then cast spells to resolve the grievance and resentment in the heart of the owner of the field of resentment.

The past cannot be changed.

This is common sense.

But Wang Xiaotai's hand did indeed touch the top of the white tiger's head, and Jin Beijing even saw her rubbing the tiger's fur.

"crazy."

Jin Beijing murmured, "They're all crazy, that's not what it says in the book."

Wang Fuyao also stretched out his hand, pressed on the top of the white tiger's head, and sent Hu Xia's spiritual power there, but nothing happened, Hu Xia couldn't receive her spiritual power at all.

"save"

Bai Hu barely opened his eyes and looked in their direction, wondering if she could really see.

Baihu's chest vibrated violently, and she struggled to utter a few words: "Help."

Wang Fuyao nodded, they will definitely save her.

"Save them."

After Hu Xia finished speaking, she passed out, her snow-white fur wet with blood.

Yu didn't know her spiritual power, and shook her head. She was hopeless, her internal organs were already torn, and the medicine and stone were useless.

Wang Xiaotai's hand rested on top of Hu Xia's head, and did not move for a long time.

"They? Who?"

asked the Golden North Whale.

"them."

Guangshen folded his arms and raised his chin in one direction.

The golden northern whale looked back and was startled.

Outside the cage, behind them, at some point, a large group of pale, bloodless children stood silently. Their eyes were completely black, and there was no white in their pupils. They stared straight at the children in the cage. white tiger.

Each child is only knee high.

The Golden North Whale couldn't help but shudder, how many children are there?
Those children were dressed in pale clothes, and their faces were unusually calm and expressionless.

As if sensing that Wang Xiaotai and the others were looking at them, they raised their heads and looked at each other.

The two sides looked at each other without any movement.

Not far away, the villagers seemed to have made up their minds, they came and lifted the cage and walked out of the village.

Finally, Wang Fuyao touched Hu Xia's drooping head, stood up and followed.

"What are they going to do?"

The Golden North Whale also followed.

Wang Xiaotai raised her eyes and said, "Dry bone piles, they should be making dry bone piles."

"What is a dry bone pile?"

"Have you ever heard of drought fighting?"

Jinbei Whale nodded, "I've heard that Hanba is just a white-haired zombie."

"If you encounter it, a paperweight talisman is enough to deal with it."

Wang Xiaotai shook her head, "That's not Hanba, the earliest Hanba is an ancient god, the daughter of the Yellow Emperor, high above the sky, with a fairy air, so precious."

"Then why hit her?"

The Jinbei Whale didn't understand, "Besides, aren't all the harpoons bad?"

"The Yellow Emperor and Chi You fought in ancient times. Chi You invited Feng Boyu to control the heavy wind and rain. Huang Di ordered his daughter Ba to go down to stop the rain. Let’s talk about going home when we’re done.”

Guangshen also seems to know this history, and when he talked about it, he has a peculiar rhythm in his speech, which can always make people calm down for a moment and listen to him, "But as time goes by, people gradually forget the military exploits of the female demon, and begin to feel that She looks disgusting, very annoying, the place where the female demon is always dry, so she started to drive the female demon everywhere, please God go north."

"There are many ways to expel the Hanba, such as exposure to the sun, drowning, and the tiger-eating girl is gradually no longer a goddess, but an evil ghost."

"It's an evil ghost that everyone can't avoid."

"The most vicious thing in expelling drought demons is to drive dry bone piles."

"Hu Xia is a white tiger again, a vicious old criminal."

"They will conduct a sacrifice, identifying Hu Xia as a fierce god who offended Hanba, and violently throwing him out, hoping that Hanba will appease his anger and the god will go north. Ordinary people think that after this sacrifice, this place will be able to enjoy good weather from now on."

Exposure means exposure to the sun, and 磔 means hacking into pieces.

In this endless night, without the sun, there is naturally a way to replace the sun.

After the villagers carried Hu Xia outside the village, they found a place, erected a temporary altar, and put Hu Xia on it.

They performed their rituals feverishly, longing and madness written all over their faces.

This is a sacrifice, but also a carnival.

The villagers couldn't see it. When they were performing sacrifices, the wraiths of those children stood behind them, looking at their parents expressionlessly and watching this frenzied sacrifice.

When the sacrifice was at its climax, Zhou Xiaoyu took the torch from the villagers and personally lit the altar. The blazing flames engulfed the bloody altar as well as Hu Xia who had been shattered.

The night is as bright as day.

The unyielding soul burns in flames.

Hu Xia was unable to say a few more words until she was reduced to ashes.

She was sober for a short time after she went down the mountain, and the impression she had of this world should be terrible, but the last words she left to Wang Xiaotai and the others were still to let them save the lingering spirits in the field of resentment.

Until Hu Xia was crushed, the field of grievances did not collapse.

This is not Hu Xia's complaint at all.

Wang Xiaotai and the others watched the villagers dance and dance, as if they were madly celebrating the completion of the sacrifice.

With them, there are countless children's wraiths.

They watched all this in unison.

They are witnesses to everything, or rather, they are, witnesses.

Who said that this is their first time to dry bone piles?
Who said that only evil spirits can hit bone piles?

Who said that only vicious tigers can eat people?

Outside the village, the waves of wheat are rolling, and the golden rice fields are about to harvest.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the fire on the altar seemed to spread, igniting the entire rice field.

If you look carefully, it is clearly not a village or a rice field, nor is it a Dacheng Village, nor is it a Zhou family ancestral hall.

The ground is covered with green blood, and the sky is supported by white bones.

The village was originally built on a cemetery full of bones.

There is no murderer for the disappearance of the children in the village, because here men and women, old and young, everyone is a murderer.

Everyone kills what they love, and everyone gets to eat.

Even if he didn't do anything, he just stood by and watched, working for the tiger.

Disgusting.

"Whose blame is this?"

The Golden North Whale was a little confused. In this scene, the biggest sufferer was Hu Xia, but now Hu Xia had already been wiped out when the bone pile was hit, but the field of resentment remained unchanged.

And that group of frightening pale children, are they the ones Hu Xia wants to save?
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(End of this chapter)