While the sacrificial activities were being carried out solemnly, someone suddenly heard shouting at the entrance of the village.
The master dancing wizard paused and jumped up without bothering to speed up.
"Master, did you hear someone talking about digging a well?"
Among the people kneeling down, a woman's voice asked with some confusion.
"I heard it." A young male voice sounded softly.
People nearby whispered in agreement, indicating that they had heard it.
And as the slogans of digging wells got closer and closer, they could hear them clearly.
"Drilling wells in Majiazhuang is fast and good. There are 2 wells per large well. You can't lose money on drilling a well. It took a hundred years to agree!"
Listen attentively to the wizard's recitation. The cursed crowd began to commotion.
The head of Xiu Village knelt on the ground devoutly, frowning and looking in the direction of the village entrance.
Out of the corner of his eye, the old wizard saw that the kneeling villagers were paying attention elsewhere, so he stopped reciting the incantation.
She picked up the dragon-head crutch and hit the ground hard. After drawing everyone's attention back, she raised her head and shouted.
"Lord Dragon King, your most loyal slave begs you to forgive the ignorant mortals. After sacrificing boys and girls, please ask for rain from heaven."
The wizard kept his head up for a few seconds. He looked up at the sky, then lowered his head to look at the person kneeling in front of him, with a sinister expression on his face and a demonic whisper.
"The Dragon King has said that everyone should kowtow three times now and burn nine boys and girls to it immediately. Soon golden lotuses will surge to the ground and sweet rain will fall from the sky."
" Wait! "
A roar interrupted everyone who was about to kowtow.
When Wang Jian and his party arrived, they happened to hear the vicious words of an old woman dressed strangely, so they yelled angrily.
They saw nine frightened and helpless children standing blankly next to the blazing fire.
Dress like a sacrifice.
"Who are you! Can you bear the responsibility for offending the Dragon King?" The old wizard turned around, with a hint of anger on his pale face.
These people ruined her good deeds. It would be strange not to be angry.
The head of Xiu Village stood up and walked up to Wang Jian with a bit of embarrassment, holding his hands in front of him with a friendly look on his face.
"Several warriors, please leave Xiu Village. If you offend the Dragon King, you may suffer disaster!"
Several well-drilling team members also looked at him with angry faces and offered sacrifices to them. I used to do it a lot, but I wouldn't use children as sacrifices.
Now seeing this scene, everyone clenched their fists and wanted to beat the two people in front of them immediately.
Wang Jian walked up to the children step by step and looked at their trembling and thin bodies with pity.
Even though they are young, they know everything.
Are you afraid of dying?Afraid? Of course I'm afraid!
Wang Jian turned around suddenly, kicked the sullen old wizard down, turned around and roared angrily at the kneeling villagers.
"Think about it in your heart, have you ever really realized your prayers for rain over the years?"
Seeing everyone's silence, Wang Jian pointed and held his stomach in pain. The old wizard got up. "An old liar talks nonsense and asks you to kill children. Do you really do it?"
An old man kneeling in the front row smiled bitterly at Wang Jian, "The sun is like fire. It's a drought in May, so what if we don't pray for rain from the dragon? "
"The crops are dead and the rivers are drying up!" Another old woman covered her face and cried.
Many people responded with sad faces.
After hearing their explanation, Wang Jian almost laughed out of anger, "You are trying to exchange the death of other people's children for your life. Aren't you adults ashamed? How can you have the face to meet your ancestors?" Lie Zong!"
Everyone lowered their heads in shame.
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Wang Jian glanced at the dark group of people below and said mercilessly, "Drought is a natural disaster. If you can't get water, it's because you are incompetent. Praying for rain by praying to the sky is just for you." Just a little comfort."
The naked words were like a big stone, causing ripples in their peaceful hearts.
"You are talking nonsense. I have prayed for rain for hundreds of times. It has rained in places where boys and girls were sacrificed. Don't believe his nonsense!" The old wizard walked to the front and held up the ghost head. Rod shouted.
Wang Jian turned around and glanced at her, with murderous intent already emerging from his heart, and his teeth gritted loudly, "How many children did you use as sacrifices in total?"
He looked excited. The old wizard did not notice anything strange about Wang Jian, and faced the sky with a pious face, "I am the most loyal slave of Lord Dragon King. I have found 72 boys and girls for him. All the villages where I have sacrificed are doing well!"
"There are villages on Guannai Road and Hedong Road that you have worshiped, right? How are they doing now? Are they really in good weather?" Wang Jian looked at her nonsense jokingly.
Seeing everyone's expressions change, the old wizard thought of something bad, so he raised his ghost-headed stick and tried to hit Wang Jian.
Xu Hu on the side had quick hands and eyes. Before the ghost-headed staff could fall, he took the big iron rod on his shoulder and swept the old wizard away with a sweeping sweep.
The wizard’s thin body fell heavily next to the fire 5 meters away.
The old wizard screamed in agony as the fire burned, and he tried to move away from the fire but found that he could not move.
She was nearly 70 years old and was swept by Xu Hu's iron rod. She had multiple fractures all over her body and could not move anywhere.
At first, the old wizard could not feel the pain in his body. After a few breaths, the pain was so painful that he cried out for mercy. He was not as profound as usual.appearance.
Everyone was shocked by the strong man holding the big iron rod. This sweeping move could actually knock people away.
Wang Jian looked at the old wizard lying like a dead dog, with no mercy in her eyes. She had 72 living lives in her hands, full of evil obstacles!
The villagers who repaired the village looked at the people in front of them with complicated expressions. Several young men and women had tears rolling in their eyes and secretly knelt down towards Wang Jian.
The beautiful woman in the corner nodded happily. Just as she was about to step out to stop him, Wang Jian and others appeared.
After holding back the cough for a long time, I can finally cough it out with confidence.
When the kneeling people looked back, they saw only a middle-aged and an old woman walking away.
Wang Jian walked up to the Xiucun Village Chief who looked complicated, and pointed at the tools carried by the well-drilling team members, "We can help you dig wells in the field. It only takes a few steps to dig a 2-foot-wide well. 2, as long as there is no intentional damage, we will be responsible for repairing it within 5 years!"
"What? Drill a well!" The pale face of the repair village chief showed a look of hindsight.
A well-drilling team member shouted the slogan "Majiazhuang is drilling wells quickly and well. Two wells are drilled into one. You can't lose money by drilling a well. It has been agreed upon for a hundred years!"
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All the people who were kneeling stood up and gathered around, asking various questions.
After some negotiation, Wang Jian reached a cooperation with the people who built the village.
Wang Jian is responsible for drilling 20 wells on the 600 acres of land in the village, and drilling 1 well in the village. Each well drilled will collect 2 wells, for a total of 42 wells.
Among them, the villagers who built the village were responsible for carrying the stones, and the well-drilling team needed to complete the well-drilling within 5 days.
After the price for drilling the well was negotiated, under the command of the village head of Xiu Village, a group of young men and women took Wang Jian and others to the fields to assist in drilling the well.
Then the women in the village were asked to take the children home.
In the end, only he and a few elderly people in the village were left at the practice site.
After glancing at the wizard who was moaning in pain, the village chief Xiucun showed a hint of cruelty on his lips and walked over step by step with firm steps.
Not long after Wang Jian walked out, he suddenly heard heart-rending crying coming from behind him.
Everyone turned around and looked. The firewood that was lit in the village was rising and something was added to it, making it burn even more fiercely.
"Okay!"
I don't know who was the first to make a good son loudly.
"Well done, village officials!"
Everyone on the road clapped and cheered.
At the same time, everyone looked at Wang Jian and the others, bowing and thanking them one after another.