Nothing happened that night, even the people in the village tacitly envied the old woman and knew her plan.
The change happened the next morning.
The old woman enthusiastically brought her water and asked her to wash.
Although the little plants were a little embarrassing, they all brought them up, and it was not appropriate to refuse them, so they had to thank them in a low voice and then wash them.
The water in the morning is very cold, and when it hits the face, there will be a slight fever.
The little plant frowned and tried to scrub again, only to find that the feeling was not her own illusion.
At this moment, she saw the kind-looking old woman in front of her, as if she had seen something terrifying, her face changed drastically and she ran out with her throat.
"Yes, there are monsters, there are monsters!"
The little plant was frightened, and quickly reached out to touch his ears, where it really changed back to its original state.
Her gaze fell in the basin, and the reflection in the water brightly told her what she was like now.
The voice of the old woman shook everyone in the village. Everyone put down their hands to work, picked up the tools around them, and rushed over.
Little Plant looked at the villagers who surrounded the houses and took a step back in fear. She shook her head and explained, "No, I won't harm people, I..."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by a villager in the crowd.
"I have long seen that she has no good intentions. How could a serious girl go into this deep mountain and cheat Granny Wang so that Granny Wang believes her. Fortunately, I found out early, otherwise our village would not know it would What is it?"
The mother-in-law Wang in the villagers' mouths was the old woman who brought her water with a kind face before.
The current old woman looked at her with disgust, even her eyes were filled with resentment that she wished she would die immediately, she kept rubbing her hands where she had touched the small plants yesterday, and she said cursingly in dialect. What's going on.
The little plant did not understand, but the other villagers did. Some even nodded their heads from time to time to agree.
Although the little plant could not understand what they were talking about, she could guess it. She kept moving back, while the villagers kept moving forward with tools in hand.
There was even a villager who said excitedly, "It seems that this guy has just appeared recently, and he doesn't have the ability to protect himself."
As he said, he rushed up first, and the things in his hands rushed towards her head.
The little plant watched things fall in horror.
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When I woke up, it was a dark room, and there was even a damp musty smell around it. It looked like this room was a few years old.
The little plant was tied up, and the person in front of her took a bucket of water and poured it over directly, only to find that she was awake, and hurriedly shouted to the person facing outward.
"The village chief, she is awake."
Soon, a middle-aged man of 40 or 50 years old came in from outside.
With a sickle in his hand, the middle-aged man said to the young man who had just called him, "Okay, you go back first. The people in the village have decided. This demon is impossible to keep. It must be solved now. she."
The young people immediately felt a pity when they heard the middle-aged people say this.
"That's the solution? Wouldn't it be too wasteful?"
The village chief glared at him, "If you don't solve her, come and raise her."
As soon as the young man heard it, he closed his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and left.
They didn't avoid the little plant in the conversation just now, so she knew what would happen next.
She wanted to leave this place, but she was tied up, and she couldn't even move a finger, so she could only watch the other person slowly walk towards her.
A sharp object crossed his chest, and a sharp pain came from his heart.
But soon, the sharp pain disappeared, and there was even a warm current slowly healing the wound.
Apart from the sharp pain at the beginning, Little Plant felt nothing else. She clearly felt that her wounds were healing at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing this scene, the village chief who started the move flashed something in his eyes, and then he took another slap again.
The same thing happened.
The village chief who saw this scene was like seeing some treasure, the corners of his mouth were a little weird and he turned upwards, and then said to the young man who was peeking outside.
"Don't peek, call everyone in the village, I found a good thing."
The young people who peeked outside naturally saw the scene just now, and didn't ask much, they ran outside in a hurry, calling from all the villages and households.
The healing in a short period of time made Little Plant's body inevitably tired. She barely managed to maintain her spirit and look at the person in front of her.
But the scene in front of her was a bit uncomfortable, and she could barely watch what they were doing.
The village chief was excited and said something loudly to the villagers behind him.
After he finished speaking, the eyes of the villagers behind him gradually changed from confusion to excitement, and even the eyes of the villagers became red because of their excitement.
Later, the village chief picked up the sickle in his hand again and randomly slashed her body.
Under everyone's gaze, the wound quickly healed again.
The villagers became more excited now, and some even blushed and suggested something.
The village chief smiled and nodded in agreement.
After that, everyone left, leaving only one small plant in the quiet and dark house.
She heard the sound of her own heartbeat, and she even heard the breathing of another person.
The little plant was a little weak and wanted to see where the other breathing sound was coming from, but she couldn't see where she could see it.
She gasped and asked, "Are you here?"
No one responded to her.
After a long time, a chuckle sounded.
"You are sharp, it's a pity." In the empty room, the voice of another person rang.
The voice was very strange. To be precise, it should be said to be very familiar, but the little plant did not hear it.
The little plant smiled weakly, "I was wrong."
Humans should not be trusted, nor should they be defenseless.
"You can still choose now." The man coaxed.
The little plant shut up, eyes drooping, not knowing what he was thinking.
The other person in the room just smiled, but didn't continue to say anything.
Staying in the dark room, the little plant didn't know how long it had passed. When the door was opened again, the villagers outside each held torches in their hands, looking like they could not hold back.
Soon, two people walked in.
Hold a tray in one hand and a knife in the other.
When they first started, their hands were still trembling because of fear, but when they saw her wounds healed with their own eyes, they didn't hesitate anymore, and their hands became more and more fierce.