() Good things come like no other, and misfortunes never come singly. The next day, the village chief summoned the villagers, and the situation worsened. That night, half of the villagers fell ill, and they were all lying in bed, moaning in pain, unable to get out of bed. Everyone had the same symptoms.
He had a high fever and severe pain all over his body. The only doctor in the village went from house to house and had no idea of the cause. He said he had never seen such a strange disease in his life. He was afraid it was a new plague. He was helpless. By the afternoon, even the doctor
Then he fell ill.
Panic and fear enveloped the entire Fufeng Village. The village suddenly became desolate and deserted. No one dared to go out. At night, all the villagers fell ill. Only Shi Sheng was safe and sound. Even Daniu, Yaozi and others were lying down.
In bed, suffering from illness.
Shi Sheng couldn't sit still anymore and hurriedly found a secluded and uninhabited place. He called out Long Shi and asked him if he knew what kind of plague this was.
Long Shi followed Shi Sheng into the house. After seeing the symptoms of Shen Dayou and Ergou, he concluded that this was not a plague at all, but poisoning!
Shi Sheng was surprised. What kind of poison could poison all the villagers in one day? Who poisoned it? How did the poisoner do it?
"Well! It's a well!" Shi Sheng suddenly thought of it, and hurriedly ran to the ancient well at the entrance of the village, fetched a bucket of water, and asked Long Shi to examine it. Long Shi was immediately convinced that the well water was poisonous.
There is only one well in Fufeng Village, and all the villagers' drinking water comes from this well. The poisoner must have poured poison into the well to poison all the villagers. However, since the poison was in the well, Shi Sheng also drank from the well.
Shui, why was he fine? Shi Sheng couldn't figure it out. Could it be that he still had a physique that was immune to all poisons? Even Long Shi wasn't sure this time.
Although the source of the poison was found, there was still no way to detoxify it. Even Long Shi did not recognize this strange poison. According to Long Shi, this should be a new type of poison refined by private individuals. Shi Sheng had no choice but to go back and forth.
Kites, Daniu, and Ergou walked around and took care of the three families. Even a young and cute girl like Xiaoxun was poisoned. Shi Sheng couldn't help but scolded the person who poisoned her for being too despicable and cruel.
Strange to say, after a few days like this, the villagers got better one after another. They got out of bed and walked around, and the village became lively again. Shi Sheng felt confused. Could it be that the poison in the villagers disappeared on its own? But the villagers also discovered at the same time
One thing happened. I don't know when. Short gray hairs started to grow all over my body, and fangs gradually grew out of my mouth. This made all the villagers panic.
When Shi Sheng learned that the village chief had woken up, he hurriedly informed the village chief that the well water was poisonous and asked him to tell all the villagers. Unexpectedly, the village chief looked at the down on the back of his hand and was in a daze, as if he had not heard Shi Sheng's words.
After calling him several times, the village chief suddenly woke up, his expression extremely depressed, and asked Shi Sheng to ring the bell to summon the villagers.
Shi Sheng took the order and went down. The village chief looked complicated and murmured: "It's you? It's you who's back..."
After a while, all the villagers gathered together. The village chief walked up to the high platform with a cane, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said in an old manner: "The road out of the village has been blocked. Everyone has been sick these days. I believe
You have also noticed the changes in yourselves." The villagers suddenly buzzed with noise.
"Quiet -" the village chief waved his hand, and when the villagers calmed down, he added: "A month ago, Wang Jing was bitten by a wild beast, and his symptoms were exactly the same as those we have suffered in the past few days. Now, you have all seen Wang Jing's appearance.
, I’m afraid...I’m afraid that in a month, we will be like him..."
As soon as this statement came out, the crowd was in an uproar. The villagers were all panicked and full of fear. They have regarded monsters as heinous and terrible things since they were sensible. Who would have thought that one day they would become monsters? But the facts are before their eyes.
Wang Jing was imprisoned in the cellar, but they couldn't believe it. Several villagers fainted from fright, and more were so frightened that they hugged their heads and cried. Only a few brave villagers still shouted that they didn't believe it, and asked the village chief to find a way to contact him.
The outside world can be rescued.
"Amitabha, what the village chief said is true. How come the donors don't believe it?" Suddenly I heard a man shouting the Buddha's name in a clear and elegant voice. Although the voice was not loud, it rang in the ears of all the villagers like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.
They all turned around to look involuntarily, and Shi Sheng's heart moved: "It's him."
But I saw a monk in white clothes, with clear features and bright eyes, elegant and elegant, slowly walking from a distance, walking slowly, but as if shrinking to an inch, he came to the villagers in an instant, holding the hem of the monk's robe, jumped up to the high platform, and faced everyone
Namaskar, said: "The young monk has met all the donors."
The village chief looked at the monk in white blankly and said: "You... you are..." The monk in white smiled slightly and said: "The poor monk, whose name is Yisheng, had a chance encounter with the village chief ten years ago."
The village chief's expression changed slightly: "Ten years ago! You...who are you?" He looked straight into the village chief's eyes and said, "Does the village chief still remember the posthumous child ten years ago?"
The village chief was taken aback, his face changed suddenly, he pointed at Yiwei and said: "You...you...you are, you are..." Yiwei smiled lightly and said: "Yes, the poor monk is that baby." The villagers listened.
He claimed to be the posthumous son of ten years ago, but his face suddenly changed, his heart felt cold, and the audience was silent for a while.
Shi Sheng, Daniu and other young men had blank faces and were very puzzled. Judging from their appearance, they looked like they were twenty-seven or eighty-year-old. How could they be a baby ten years ago?
Yiwei faced the villagers and said in an unhurried tone: "Ten years ago, you forced Jiaci to death. Ever since I became sensible, this poor monk has not dared or forgotten for a day. I am here today to ask for repayment for Jiaci."
Justice ten years ago.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief felt that his hands and feet were weak. He couldn't hold the crutch in his hand and fell to the ground. He looked at Yi He and said, "Is it you? Is it you who poisoned the well?" Yi He nodded slightly and said.
"Monks don't tell lies. The poison in the well was indeed thrown by the poor monk." He looked at the villagers and said, "The poison you were poisoned by is called 'wolf's poison'. The poisoned person will gradually transform from human to wolf."
, and finally turned into a human-wolf and half-demon, and Wang Jing was the mastermind who forced my mother to death, so the poor monk made him the first to transform into a demon."
The village chief said: "You started plotting against us a month ago? Then...it was you who destroyed the plank road and blocked the waterway..." Yihe smiled faintly and said: "Not a month ago, but five years ago. Five
The poor monk started planning years ago to block the way out of the village when all the villagers gathered in the 'Martial Arts Association', in order to prevent everyone from contacting the outside world and to impoverish Fufeng Village without leakage." He said so cruelly.
There was no trace of shame on his handsome face.
"Are you afraid? Are you afraid?" Yiwei looked at the frightened expressions of the villagers, with a look of revenge on his face, and said loudly: "That's it. The poor monk appeared here today and said
'Wolfsbane' is just to make you anxious, fearful and painful! Wang Jing is your pioneer. From him you will see the whole process of turning a human into a wolf, which is also the process you will go through. You must take good care of it.
Experience the fear of watching death approaching and being helpless, this is just the beginning." After saying that, his body swayed, shaped like a flying crane, jumped tens of feet, and disappeared from everyone's sight in just a few seconds.
All the villagers fell into panic and kept shouting.
"He's back, that monster!" "This evil bastard, he's back for revenge!" "How come this evil bastard isn't dead yet! Isn't he dead? Why isn't he dead?" "I...I don't want to become a monster, I don't want to be a monster.
Monster!" "This scoundrel has come back to collect debts. We should have eradicated it from the beginning!" "Who will save us!" "Village chief, what should we do?"
The village chief looked at where the anger had gone and was silent for a long time. Then he waved his hands to the villagers and said: "This is the evil we have done. We must repay it. We all go home and cherish the last time we have as human beings. Everything can only be left to fate."
That's it." After saying that, he picked up the crutches and walked off the high platform, walking tremblingly.
The villagers had no choice but to disperse. Shi Sheng was full of doubts and followed Shen Dayou back home. As soon as he walked in, Shi Sheng asked: "Uncle Shen, what is going on here? Who is that monk Yi Wei? Ten years ago.
What happened?"
Shen Dayou had a sad look on his face and sighed several times, but did not answer. Ergou also said: "Yes, Dad, what's going on? Will we...will we really become monsters?"
Shen Dayou pulled up a stool and sat down, took a few puffs of dry cigarette, and said: "The village chief is right, this is all retribution. We committed crimes ten years ago, and today someone else came back to collect debts. Alas, it only hurts you little ones."
It’s really a sin that the whole generation will suffer the same consequences.”
Shi Sheng said: "Uncle Shen, tell us what happened ten years ago. Maybe you can find a way to resolve this crisis."
Shen Dayou knew that Shi Sheng was very insightful and that no one in the village could match him. When he heard what he said, he seemed to see a glimmer of hope. He took a long puff of dry cigarette and said, "Okay, I'll say it." After saying that, he put down the cigarette rod and took a long
He sighed deeply and told a story that had been hidden in his heart for ten years.