Tian Jin was pulled by the excited villagers, whose eyes were already red, and pulled her hair towards the outside. She didn't worry about her own situation, she turned around in panic, and saw Niuniu's thin body being squeezed into the crowd. , "Mother, my mother is fine, please let my mother go, mother."
"Niuniu, go back, go back." Tian Jin shouted in a panic, she was afraid of Niuniu's accident.
The crowd found Niu Niu, and some people shouted, "This is the child of the feudal remnant."
"The feudal remnants should be damned!"
Someone pushed Niu Niu excitedly, and the thin child was pushed to the ground without even a chance to resist. The crowd continued to run forward, as if they did not see the young and weak child curled up in a ball on the ground. Trample on the bodies of young children.
"Child, my child, please save my child, please." Tian Jin's eyes were red, her mind was buzzing, her cries were covered in the excited cries of the crowd, Tian Jin Suddenly, they saw the parents of the child they rescued two days ago. They were still holding the child. They also saw the tragic state of Niuniu. They looked at Tian Jin in panic, and Tian Jin looked at them with tears, "Please help me. My child, please save my child, please, please, help me, help my child..."
Her whispered plea finally turned into a cry of despair.
The couple turned their heads in panic.
Tian Jin slowly stopped moving. She let these people drag her to the wheat field, pressed her to her knees, and tied her to a high platform.
Those people scolded her loudly, spitting about her crimes.
She thought, what did I do wrong? I'm just saving people, I'm just saving you and your children, why do you treat me like this, my bullies
The villagers pressed her head, and the people under the platform threw stones at her, "Tian Jin, do you admit your guilt? Did you draw a charm for the child in Huang Laoshi's family?"
Tian Jin lowered his head and said nothing.
The villagers called the couple who had been helped by her to the stage again, forcing them to kneel and questioning them, "Did you go to Tian Jin and let her draw a talisman for the child? Why did you go to the feudal remnants to help? The child is sick. You should be sent to the health center! If you admit the crime and accuse Tian Jin of feudal superstition, then forgive your family this time!"
Huang Laoshi and his wife knelt on the stage with their young child in their arms, and the two wept bitterly, "We admit our mistake, we shouldn't ask the feudal remnants to help, it's all her, she said she can help our children heal, I, we didn't have any money at home, so we asked her for help. We threw away the talisman she painted for us. Really, if you don't believe me, you searched your body. We really threw the talisman away. Tian Jin abetted us... "
These words were unreasonable at first, but these villagers believed it madly, and continued to criticize Tian Jin enthusiastically. There were stones thrown up by the villagers under the stage, and Tian Jin's head was smashed with blood. She raised her head , with blood all over her face, dripping into her eyes, she stared numbly at the villagers who criticized her and the Huang honest family.
Huang Laoshi's family hid beside the child with their children, not daring to look at Tian Jin.
After criticizing for a whole day, the sun went down, and the villagers were exhausted and scattered.
The dry blood scab stuck to Tian Jin's face, and she stumbled towards the door of the house because she had been kneeling all day.
When she was approaching the door of the house, she saw Niu Niu curled up in a ball not far from the door. He was still lying in the place where he was trampled, and he didn't move. Tian Jin burst into tears in an instant, and she crawled and shouted in despair, Niuniu, Niuniu, mother is back, wake up, Niuniu, wake up."
She climbed to Niuniu's side, picked up the already cold and stiff child, and cried in despair.
The neighbors looked at her with cold eyes, and some said sarcastically, "Who made her a feudal remnant, it's her who implicated her son, and it has nothing to do with us."
Tian Jin raised his head and stared at them, his eyes bloodshot.
The villagers were startled, glared at her and said, "Look at her, I'm sure I'm still not convinced, and continue to pull her out tomorrow!"
Tian Jin laughed wildly, laughing and crying, and then hugged Niu Niu tightly in his arms.
The sky was getting dark, and the villagers stopped watching the fun. They went home and started cooking. After dinner, the villagers took an early rest.
Tian Jin held the bull and the bull like that until the yin and yang changed, she let go of the bull and bull in her arms and whispered: "The bull is good, the mother will come to accompany you later, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mother. I want everyone to come and be buried with you, they all deserve to die, I want them to be tortured to death slowly, all of them deserve to die... All go down to accompany my bull..."
She took out the cinnabar hidden at home, and took advantage of the bright moonlight to draw a complicated formation on the ground. It was not until the hour passed, when she was sweating profusely that her whole body was soaked with sweat, and then she completed the formation. She is almost exhausted. Her cultivation is not enough. Even if she draws a formation, she can't complete the spell. She has to exchange for something and give up something. Her cattle have also been killed by these people. What else can she give up?
She hugged Niu Niu and sat in the formation, and cut her wrist with scissors, her flesh was blurred.
Yin Hong's blood dripped down the wrist on the ground where the formation was drawn, but the blood was slowly flowing along the formation drawn by cinnabar.
The blood was dripping, Tian Jin held the cow with one hand and looked up at the starry night sky. Her face was gradually pale, and she cried out to the sky. I swear, I want my soul to be scattered, and I will never have a supernatural life. As long as all the villagers in Yunjing Village have no peace for generations, I want them to be covered with pustules, and I want them to die in pain. This retribution, generations will not be able to get rid of this curse! I want them to pay for my cattle and cattle..."
Her voice gradually weakened, her body twitched, and the blood on her wrist almost gushed out, overflowing the entire formation.
Under the moonlight, the dark red blood stains were so coquettish, as if a strange and gorgeous blood flower bloomed under the brilliance of the sky.
It was getting brighter, and the villagers who had eaten breakfast started to work. When they went out, they found Tian Jin who was almost turned into a mummified corpse. The villagers screamed in horror. People stepped forward to check and found a bloody wound on Tian Jin's wrist, knowing that she committed suicide by cutting her wrist. The traces of the villagers were talking about it.
In the end, the village chief came to say bad luck and instructed the villagers to simply dig a hole and bury the mother and son.
Unexpectedly, on the night of Tian Jin's first seven days, Huang Laoshi's entire family died violently, bloody and tragic.
Then the whole village began to suffer, and the next night, a few more villagers who trampled on the cattle died.
The villagers finally realized that they regretted and were afraid, and discussed with the village chief, who was also afraid. Knowing that Tian Jin was coming back to take revenge, the village chief went out to invite a Taoist priest to come to the village.
Promise to the Taoist priest that he will never be released, and ask the Taoist priest to help their village.
The Taoist priest couldn't bear to see the tragic death of the villagers, so he asked the villagers to dig out the corpses of Tian Jin and Niuniu, and sealed the two in a dry well.
After the Taoist priest left the village after doing all this, the villagers were apprehensive, but in the evening, there was really no danger.
All the villagers breathed a sigh of relief and started to be human.
But what everyone did not expect was that after half a year, the villagers began to grow big and small hard lumps on their bodies, and they began to feel pain in their bones.
This was the case with all the villagers, including the young children. The villagers felt that something was wrong, and the village chief invited the Taoist priest back.
The Taoist priest asked the cause and effect, and learned that Tian Jin used blood to feed the formation a month before his death, the Taoist priest sighed: "It's hard, the village chief, there is nothing I can do about the poor Taoist, this is the most poisonous curse, there is no way to get rid of it, at least Considering that the cultivation base of the poor Taoist is incompetent, please ask the village chief to choose another expert."
After the Taoist priest left, the villagers brought in a lot of masters. At this moment, they no longer felt that these masters were feudal remnants. He left shaking his head.
In the past year or two, the bones of the villagers were covered in pain. The bags grew bigger and bigger, and some of them began to ooze pus. Time passed slowly, and the villagers slowly died of pain. The pus was broken, the stench was incomparable, and the death was miserable.
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Yun Yu suddenly woke up, she sat up suddenly from the bed, sweating profusely, tears streaming down her face at some point.
She reached out and touched the tears on her cheeks, remembering the despair of losing her beloved son in her dream and the actions of the villagers, Yun Yu scolded the beast in a low voice.
No wonder the villagers in this village are suffering from strange diseases, no wonder they are cursed, they really deserve it.
Yun Yu sat blankly on the bed after scolding, the faint moonlight filtered through the paper-covered window.
She sighed softly. She should have been empathized just now. She didn't know why she was selected by Tian Jin to be forced to empathize with this memory. Maybe it was because she was a Feng Shui master. The memory in empathy, It took a very short period of time for the villagers from the time when the pustules developed to the bone pain and then the whole body bone pain until the abscess burst and died in pain, less than ten years, but now in the past few decades, the villagers in this village are also quite old, cursed. The effect is obviously weakened. Although the descendants of the villagers continue to be cursed, the time of death begins to lengthen.
Yun Yu quietly got up, stood in front of the window and looked at it, it should be two or three o'clock at night now.
She probably knew in her heart what Tian Jin meant by empathizing with her, and wanted her to help release it from the seal.
Yunyu touched her face again, the pain of losing a child in empathy is really heart-rending, if someone hurts her Mumu like this, she will not be much calmer than Tian Jin, she will be more vicious.
Yunyu understood Tian Jin's intention, and she also planned to help him.
After chanting a soothing spell, all the people in this room will not wake up for a while, at least until tomorrow morning.
Yunyu walked to the main room, opened the wooden door, and let out a creaking sound. She slowly walked out of the yard. The sleeping village in the moonlight was really chilling.
Yunyu, however, was not afraid at all, she came to the dry well in the empathy.
It was almost ten minutes away, and she even put an invisibility amulet on herself to absorb her breath, so that even if any villagers were awake, they would not find her.
Walking to the dry well, Yunyu looked at the big rock that was pressing on the dry well. It took several people to move the big rock. She drew a talisman and stuck it on it, and pushed it down easily, revealing a gloomy appearance. The wellhead was extremely cold, and there were many yellow signs near the wellhead.
Yun Yu glanced inside, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. After so many years, the smell of corpses disappeared.
She reached out and tore off all the yellow marks at the wellhead.
There was still no movement in the well, Yun Yu said towards the mouth of the well, "Tian Jin, come out."
Two ghosts, one large and one small, floated out of the well.