"Oh! What a sin! I don't know what kind of curse has come upon the village. No children have been born in five years! This is going to wipe out all the families in our Penglai Village!" The old woman's vicissitudes and hoarse voice came from inside the door, making people feel chilly in the dark night.
Penglai Village, this ghost place, has a very fairy-like name.
"The children we brought in at the beginning all fell ill, especially the first one, who is almost dying! What can we do? Qipo, don't you have any solution?" The village chief asked with regret.
"What can I do? With my limited ability, I can only deceive ordinary people, but how can I cure diseases and save lives? I dare not send the patient to the hospital outside the mountain!" The old woman called Qipo was also helpless. She could not save people, but only hurt them.
"Alas! We can only leave it to fate. Even if we send him to the hospital, our village is so poor that we can't afford medical treatment!" The village chief sighed, his voice becoming even lower and more helpless.
"What did Old Monster Li say?"
"He said it would only take three to five days!"
"Oh! What a sin! What can we do? Those children should have lived a prosperous life outside the mountain, with no worries about food and clothing..." Grandma Qi said with reluctance. It seemed that she was not completely heartless.
Mu Qingli sneered inwardly. On the one hand, she did evil, and on the other hand, she felt pity for the people she harmed. She was a typical hypocrite.
"If you continue to do evil things, your village will probably be destroyed soon!" Mu Qingli couldn't bear it anymore after hearing this. She pushed the door open and said in a cold voice.
Zhou Tao and Captain Wang behind him pointed their guns at the two people in the house.
"Who are you?" The village chief jumped up immediately and asked vigilantly when he saw someone suddenly break in, a stranger.
Seeing that there were two people with guns, he couldn't help but feel depressed.
"Village chief! Please be patient! Alas! A master has arrived! I, Qipo, can only help you up to this point! My life is over!" Qipo sighed and said with relief.
She is also considered a person in the supernatural circle and knows what she is facing at this moment.
"Take us to see the seriously sick child!" Mu Qingli said coldly to Qipo.
Now, she was more worried about the sick children they mentioned. The children who had been carefully raised were stolen by them and brought to this remote area. How could they possibly adapt to the rough upbringing? Coupled with the mental trauma and psychological shadow, it would be strange if they could survive.
They also specifically pick on the plump and fair girls who are pampered by their families. In this era, can children with such conditions be easy to raise?
Qi Po's eyes lit up, and she completely forgot her current situation. She said excitedly, "Great! Great! Village chief! Why are you still standing there? Let's go! The master wants to save the children of the village!"
"Wait! They are not children from the village! If they can be cured, they must be allowed to return home. Otherwise, they will still die, and your village will be in great disaster!" Mu Qingli stopped and said seriously.
Zhou Tao and Captain Wang kept their guns pointed at them to protect Mu Qingli.
"Our village is facing a disaster! No babies have been born in five years, and many old people die every year! We will be extinct soon! We have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure!" The village chief was trembling all over, walking in front and leading the way.
Mu Qingli turned on the flashlight and discovered that the village chief and Qi Po were both extremely old.
After they went out, the four people waiting outside also came out. Each of them was equipped with a gun. At this time, they all surrounded them with guns raised.
Seeing the scene before him, the village chief couldn't help but sigh dejectedly, everything was over.
Soon we arrived at the door of that house. It was the same thatched house with a fenced yard. From time to time, inside the dark thatched house, we could hear a child coughing violently, as if he was coughing out his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs. After coughing, he would gasp loudly.
"The child is so seriously ill! You just let him fend for himself?" Mu Qingli felt heartbroken when she heard the voice and couldn't help but ask sadly.
"We...we have no choice!" Grandma Qi lowered her head, stammering and muttering softly. As she spoke, her voice faded away, and she felt ashamed and embarrassed.
"There is no way? When his condition first became serious, you could have sent him back. Even if you left him at his doorstep, he would still be able to survive, right? Why did you remain indifferent until he was terminally ill and watched him die! Are your hearts made of stone?" Mu Qingli almost roared. These people were so cold-hearted and worse than beasts.
"Village chief, Aunt Qi, is that you? Please save the child!" At this time, a woman with disheveled hair rushed out of the child's house, kneeling in the rain and kowtowing repeatedly.
"This girl is right! The child is innocent, we don't want him anymore! Send him away quickly! Let his parents take him to the hospital!" The woman sobbed helplessly. Obviously, she had been guarding the child all the time.
"Yang Xiufen, you stinky woman! You stinky bitch! You're talking nonsense again! Do you want me to have no descendants..." Following a dirty speech, a man who looked ugly and was only wearing underwear came out from another thatched hut.
Without saying anything, he started beating Yang Xiufen until she screamed in agony and fell to the muddy ground in the rain.
Mu Qingli pointed the flashlight at his face.
"Stop!" Zhou Tao shouted, and at the same time, he raised his pistol and pointed it at the man.
"Biaozi! Stop it!" The village chief saw it and hurried forward to stop the man from committing the crime.
"Village chief! Who are these people? Where do they come from? How dare they meddle in other people's business? Beat them to death! Drive them out of the village quickly!" Biaozi spat viciously, squinted his eyes, and looked at the newcomers with a bad look.
"Shut up, they all have guns!" The village chief grabbed him and reminded him in a low voice.
"..." Biaozi immediately became scared when he heard it. He looked around and in the dim light, he vaguely saw four or five people holding something towards him.
Thinking that it was a pistol, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If there were five or six guns, wouldn't he be shot to pieces? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but kneel down with a plop, begging for mercy in a cowardly manner.
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