The patriarch didn’t know why Xia Yiqian and the others knew so much. Even Li Taiping didn’t know. Who told them?
But he knew in his heart that now that the matter had been exposed, there was no way to avoid it. Even if he made up a lie to fool the Li family, they would not believe it.
The patriarch, who was sitting on the ground in a mess, suddenly looked pale and seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.
"Since you want to listen, I will tell you the truth."
When your clansmen heard what the clan leader said, they were immediately filled with regret.
How is this possible? Could it be that what these outsiders say is true? The River God will not stop until he kills them all!?
The patriarch quickly verified their guess and recounted the events of that year.
However, he ignored the river god's sister and the river god's fiancé Stone, and joined forces with the whole village to rob the river god of his life. He just said that the river god would make a sacrifice for his sister, but when the river god's sister, who was also their ancestor, went to rescue people, the river god had already drowned.
Because of this, the river god hated their ancestors and their entire lineage.
Everyone in the Li family couldn't believe it, especially those who couldn't accept this fact.
The yellow-haired young man felt extremely wronged and said, "It was the people in the village who tripped up the old ancestor. How can we blame the old ancestor for this?!
It wasn't the ancestor who killed her, shouldn't he hate the villagers who wanted to sacrifice him! ? "
This was purely a thoughtless remark, and other irrational people in the village immediately became unhappy.
Immediately, a bald man with tattoos stood up and said angrily, "What do you mean by that?
It was obvious that he died in vain to save your ancestors, so what does it have to do with the rest of us?
It's your ancestors who should have been sacrificed, don't be so ungrateful!"
The young man was not convinced and started arguing with him immediately.
The two of them argued back and forth for a long time. Li Songtian was really impatient. He glanced at the old patriarch and said in a light tone: "Okay, stop arguing! Your ancestors are not wronged at all!
What we heard was completely different from the story the patriarch told in a casual manner.
The elder sister had an affair with her younger sister's fiancé and conspired with him to harm her. She jumped into the water but did not save her. Instead, she turned around and walked away hugging her.
He assumed his sister's identity, and while the whole village turned a blind eye, he murdered her. He then used her identity to occupy her life, enjoying everything she had, and eventually died of old age.
He glanced at the yellow-haired young man who had been so unreasonable and said in a cold tone, "Do you think that according to this version, the river god should hate you?"
The Li family fell into complete silence, and the head of the Li family even closed his eyes tightly.
If this is really the case, how can I not hate it?
I'm afraid I'll have to eat their flesh, drink their blood, and devour their souls to vent my hatred!
The Li family looked at the head of the Li family again. The expression on his face was too obvious. The Li family didn't need to guess any more because they already knew the answer. They just felt a chill down their spines and even a buzzing in their heads. They didn't know how to face it.
Can we let them go with such a huge hatred?
Of course not!!!
Those who were mentally fragile immediately sat on the ground and started crying.
Everyone questioned the clan leader: "Clan leader, how could you not tell us about such a big thing? You must have kept it a secret from us!"
"I was wondering why no one from your family has been out for so many years. It turns out you knew that people would be eaten by the evil spirits, so you always let your children find ways to escape.
How can you be so dark-hearted!?"
"This is simply too much! We are all members of the Li family, and you've kept this a secret from us for so many years. Do you still consider us family?"
Questions were raised one after another. Among the crowd, an old lady in her fifties covered her face and cried bitterly, wailing at the top of her lungs: "My son, my son, please come over here!?
Dali! You were clearly said to be the savior, and you were so determined when you went down to the river. I always regarded you as the greatest hero in the world!
How could this happen?! They're clearly using you as a demon!
You died such a tragic death!!! Woo woo woo woo!!!"
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