"Mother, help me, help me!
I don't want to die!
Wei Zixi cried hoarsely.
No matter how calm and forgiving he usually is, he is only a seven-year-old child.
In the face of death, in the face of being buried alive, no one can be calm.
Wei's mother just cried, crying and breaking her liver and intestines, but she no longer had the intention of saving him.
Because to save him means that she has to sacrifice herself.
Suddenly, the shrine maiden standing on the altar spoke: "Filthy sins are brought by birth and taken away by death.
Only those who gave birth to demons can truly bury demons!
Give the shovel to the demon's parents and kill the demon, only they can do it!
” "What?!"
Wei's mother stood up abruptly and shook her head desperately, "No, this is impossible, how can I kill my own child with my own hands?"
” Father Wei did not hesitate, took a shovel and shoveled a handful of soil, and sent it into the pit mercilessly.
Someone sent the shovel to Wei's mother, who shook her head in horror and retreated, "No, no!"
” "Ah Chun, do it quickly, he is not our child, he is the devil who brings bad luck."
"This is also for the whole village, do you think that everyone in our village was killed by this demon?"
"Ah Chun, please, my Xiaobao is still sick, only when this demon dies can my Xiaobao recover his health."
"You were the one who brought this demon into the village, and it was your sin.
Only by killing the demons with your own hands can you undo your sins!
” "If you don't do it, you will be buried with the devil!"
Mother Wei burst into tears, frightened and frightened, and was forced to hold a shovel and come to the side of the pit.
Wei Zixi in the pit found that Wei's mother came over again, and shouted happily: "Mother, mother, I'm here ......"
Wei's mother shook her head desperately, but the warning voice of the villagers came to her ears again.
"It's all demons who help demons, and if you don't do it, we'll have to push you down together!"
Wei Mu finally couldn't take it anymore and let out a terrible scream, then scooped up the soil and poured it into the hole.
"Mother......"
Wei Zixi's eyes widened blankly, looking at the strange mother above the pit.
The mother who always protected him and comforted him that he was not a demon is now planning to bury him with her own hands.
Wei's mother cried while shoveling the soil: "Zixi, don't blame A-Niang, who made you a demon, who made you bring disaster, I also had to do it, don't blame me......
Don't blame me......"
"Mother——!
Mother——!
I'm Zixi!
Wei Zixi shouted desperately, his voice hoarse, like crying blood, and the cry was full of anger, sadness, and despair of being abandoned by the whole world.
However, Wei's mother's action of shoveling soil became faster and faster, plus Wei's father, and the other villagers.
Wei Zixi's body was gradually sprinkled with sand, his face was covered with small stones, and his eyes were also dusty, dry and painful.
But he didn't want to close his eyes, he wanted to watch and see how the people he loved the most were cruelly buried with him.
Blood ran down his forehead, across his eyes, over his ears and nose, and drowning his entire face.
His eyes were blood-red and unblinking, staring at everyone above him, as if to memorize the faces of these people.
Such a life-seeking ghost-like appearance made the people of Weijia Village feel furious in their hearts, and they became more and more convinced that he was a demon.
"Look at his terrifying appearance, he is indeed the devil, the source of calamity!"