Fang Ming stared at Wang Guodong with piercing eyes. His words were not alarmist, because according to the content of the nursery rhyme, this was just the beginning.
The child in white socks walked into the sea, and the little boy carrying the doll was buried in the sand.
If the old man of the Zhang family fulfills the previous nursery rhyme, then someone will die later, and the way of death should have something to do with sand.
Wang Guodong also stared at Fang Ming closely. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally said: "It's just a nursery rhyme, what's all the fuss about."
Obviously, at this time, Wang Guodong was not going to tell outsiders like Fang Ming about the matter, which made Fang Ming a little confused as to what kind of secret it was that made Wang Guodong speak so harshly.
"Village chief, it's not good, there are people dead at the entrance of the temple... there are also people dead at the entrance of the temple."
At this time, another shout came from outside the Zhang family. After hearing this, Fang Ming and Wang Guodong's expressions changed at the same time, and they left the Zhang family almost at the same time, running directly towards the entrance of the temple.
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At the entrance of the temple, a lot of people gathered at this moment, and everyone was gathered around a pile of sand in front of the entrance of the temple, because at this moment, there was a middle-aged man lying on the pile of sand, his whole face covered with sand, his ears
, everywhere inside the nostrils.
"Village Chief, when we got here, we found Liuyuguou lying here with his face facing downwards. When we turned him over, we found that he was out of breath."
"June Dog" is a nickname given to middle-aged men. Because he was born in the year of dog and was born in June, he was directly called "June Dog" by the villagers.
"The second sentence of the nursery rhyme has also come true. Fang Ming, I don't think things are that simple. Do you still remember the last sentence of the nursery rhyme?"
Ye Ziyu, who came later, saw the middle-aged man lying on the sand and whispered in Fang Ming's ear.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, spinning in circles, clapping hands, hey, hey, hey, three more fell down."
Fang Ming's expression was also cold, and he walked directly in front of Wang Guodong, "Two people are already dead. You should know better than me what the next line of the nursery rhyme is. If there are more deaths, there won't be one or two."
When Wang Guodong heard Fang Ming's words, his expression became very ugly, but he still pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Uncle Wang, just tell Fang Ming. Fang Ming is very powerful and has some special abilities."
Zhang Shuqi also spoke. This mountain village had memories of her childhood, and she didn't want to see the villagers die one after another.
The other villagers were also looking at Wang Guodong at this moment. Some of the older villagers had complicated expressions, while the younger ones had blank expressions on their faces.
They have also heard this nursery rhyme sung by Fang Ming, and they have heard it since they were children. It can even be said that everyone can hum a few lines, but every time they hum this nursery rhyme in front of their elders, they will
Was beaten severely.
But they never took this nursery rhyme to heart. A nursery rhyme is a nursery rhyme, so what does it have to do with the dead?
After listening to Zhang Shuqi's words, Wang Guodong looked at Fang Ming for a while. The expression on his face tended to soften. After a while, he sighed and said, "Let's all leave."
Wang Guodong has a high prestige in the village because his father was the previous village chief. It can be said that the Wang family is highly respected by the local villagers. When he spoke, the villagers all left despite being scared.
In the end, only Wang Guodong and Fang Ming were left at the entrance of the temple.
"Xiaotian, you can go too and stay with your mother to save her from being afraid."
Wang Tian heard his father's words, but this time it was rare that he did not leave. "Dad, I also want to know what kind of secrets there are in our village."
Seeing his son's stubborn face, Wang Guodong looked a little complicated, and after a while he finally nodded in agreement.
"You said you have a special ability, can you let me see it first? And why are you so interested in the affairs of our village?"
Wang Guodong looked at Fang Ming, and Fang Ming smiled slightly, "I am purely curious, and I also don't want to see so many people die. As for my ability, I think the scene during the day can already prove it."
Hearing Fang Ming's answer, Wang Guodong's eyes flickered and he fell into silence. He was obviously thinking. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll tell you, although it's a bit embarrassing to talk about this matter, in the end it's us.
The sins committed by the people in the village are now being punished."
"retribution?"
Wang Tian was a little puzzled. What did the people in their village do and why were they punished?
"The story must start more than sixty years ago. At that time, the whole country just experienced three years of natural disasters. I believe you should have heard from the mouths of your elders how miserable life was in that era."
When Wang Guodong mentioned three years of natural disasters, Tang Yan immediately answered, "I understand this. In fact, it was four years to be precise. The people's lives were very miserable in those four years, and the number of people who died of starvation in the end was also terrifying.
Astronomical numbers.”
"Yes, it was too hard in those years. There were droughts everywhere. But our Chongyang Island was okay. Because it was close to the sea, it was not as bitter as other places. But it was precisely because of this that there were many people living in the mainland at that time.
All the victims want to come to the island.”
Wang Guodong began to reminisce. Most of the people at that time were very simple. They would bring out some food when facing disaster victims, and even set up a special place to receive some victims.
It can be said that everything was good at the beginning. However, more and more victims came after hearing the news, but the food on the island also had a limit, and the arrival of these victims also broke the original peaceful life on the island.
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There is an old saying in China: when rice rises, kindness and rice become enemies.
If you give a person a bowl of rice when he is hungry and cold, he will be very grateful, but if you continue to give him one or two bowls, he will take it for granted and feel that the amount given is too little.
In reality, this situation is not uncommon. When you help someone, the first time you help him, the other person will be very grateful. The second time, his gratitude will fade away. After n times, he will feel confident that this is what he should do.
, if there is no such help later, he will even feel resentful in his heart.
During the Three Kingdoms period, a woman named Zhao Ji got married, and her mother told her, "When you get to your husband's house, you must not do good things."
Zhao Ji was confused and asked her mother, "If I don't do good things, can I do bad things?"
Zhao Ji's mother immediately replied: "You can't do anything good, let alone bad things."
The hidden meaning of this saying is that it is not impossible to do good things, but you are afraid that if you do it too much, the other person will become accustomed to it, and even think that you should do it by nature. Once you stop doing it one day, you will suffer dissatisfaction from your husband's family.
This was the situation on Chongyang Island at that time.
Those victims felt that the villagers on the island were too stingy. The villagers obviously had so much surplus food, so why did they give them so little? And the harvest from going to sea was so huge. What would happen if they were given some seafood?
The first time there was a fight between the victims and the villagers was because the victims secretly took away one of the villagers' fishing boats to go fishing. This was a trigger. From then on, the villagers and the victims were like two tribes with a grudge.
, the two sides didn't look at each other, and fights often broke out.
It can be said that the relationship between the two parties was very tense at that time, and in order to strengthen their own strength, the victims were constantly looking for outside victims to join.
It seemed that the power of the victims was greater than that of the local villagers. However, at this moment, a terrible thing happened among the victims.
plague.
A new victim who arrived on the island contracted the plague, but the victims didn't notice it at the time. By the time they found out, it was already too late, and all the victims were infected.
The ability of this plague to spread is terrible. After the local villagers learned that these victims were all infected with the plague, they were very happy because they wished that all these victims would die. However, while they were happy, they were also a little worried because they were also afraid of being infected with the plague.
Finally, someone in the village made the suggestion that all the bodies of the victims should be burned. This suggestion was agreed to by everyone in the village.
A fire burned all the victims to death. To the villagers, they only burned to death the robbers who robbed them of food. What's more, these people couldn't survive if they got the plague, so burning them to death still freed them.
"Burned the victims to death?"
Ye Ziyu and the other girls had expressions of disbelief on their faces. No matter whether the victims were suffering from the plague or not, the behavior of these villagers was too cruel. Especially when they thought that these victims were burned alive by the fire, they couldn't bear it.
"At that time, the hatred between the two parties had reached a critical point, and people could do anything in anger."
Wang Guodong smiled bitterly, but he did not argue too much because this was indeed a crime committed by his village.
"I'm afraid there's more to it than that."
Fang Ming spoke, and Wang Guodong mentioned setting fire to the victims, but this was not consistent with the content of the nursery rhyme.
"If it were just this, there would be nothing more to come."
Wang Guodong's expression became complicated, and he pondered for more than a minute before continuing.
"A month later, the villagers suddenly discovered that a widow in the village had seven more children in her family. Because the widow lived by the sea, and it was also very remote, the villagers rarely went there to avoid suspicion, so
The seven children were not discovered until a month later."
"These seven children must be the children of the victims." Fang Ming looked at Wang Guodong and guessed.
"Well, these seven children were brought out by the widow from the victims before the villagers set the fire, and she secretly kept them in her own home."
The villagers discovered these children by chance. Normally, the widow would not let her children go out. However, it was the birthday of one of the children, and the widow took them to the beach to play, and then the villagers discovered them.