Vol 7 Chapter 26: Have you experienced despair?

The blonde girl fled into the woods outside the village, but the sky was too dark and she was terrified. She couldn't see the obstacles under her feet at all. She fell several somersaults in a row. Finally, she was entangled in thorns and couldn't move. She was surrounded by villagers holding torches. .
Two strong middle-aged men put her arms on her, abruptly pulling her out of the thorns. The sharp thorns pierced the girl's dress and left several blood holes on her.
The girl was brutally pinched in the center of a forest clearing. She was already weak and lacking nutrition. She was also frightened and beaten. The little girl didn't even have the strength to get up. She shrank into a ball and pleaded bitterly:" Please forgive me, the earthquake really has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything..."
"Huh, liar! Many people have seen you use the devil's sorcery to control the earth's cracks, the earth and rocks to float, and the earthquake has nothing to do with you?"
"Yes, more than once. The mine disasters in the previous two years were probably also her actions. In order to sacrifice souls to the devil, how many miners died in the mine disaster village, must avenge them!"
"Can't just let her die like this, let this devil pay for his sins before death, we must avenge the dead!"
The villagers pulled their throats and cursed the girl frantically. There was a frenetic and chaotic atmosphere in the air. Several strong men stepped forward and beat and kicked the girl fiercely. They didn't regard her as a beautiful face. The girl, as if beating a beast, screamed and rolled all over the floor.
The death knell lurking not far away can't stand it anymore, and whispered: "Boss, should we stop it?"
The black-haired boy squinted his eyes for a while and shook his head lightly. "What anxious, as long as she has a breath, I can live her. Only when she goes through a moment of true despair, will she realize that our salvation is beneficial to her." How important, she hasn't fallen into desperation yet."
The twelve-year-old boy’s indifferent eyes couldn’t help making the death knell of a veteran mercenary who was accustomed to life and death shiver, and he sighed inwardly:
Sure enough, blue is better than blue because of this kid’s cold-blooded character. The kind of nosy bat monster!"
The girl was dying, and even the strength to struggle was almost gone. Suddenly a complex-looking man walked out of the crowd. When the girl saw him, she seemed to see hope, she hurriedly exhausted her last strength and shouted: "Dad...help Save me... please tell them that I am not a witch..."
The man's eyes were erratic, avoiding the girl's imploring gaze, and whispered: "It's all because of you, Illona will die... Only you will bring disaster to this family..."
After that, he turned around resolutely and left without looking back.
The girl was stunned on the spot, as if her soul had already left her body for an instant, and she even forgot to shout pain when she was slapped again by a strong villager.
An old man who seemed to have a lot of identity in the village said loudly: "All the women, leave. Then the men will execute the witches. The scene is not beautiful, you will have nightmares!"
The female villagers left obediently, and only a group of adult male villagers were left. These people began to move wood sticks to tie the cross, as if they were going to burn the young girl alive by burning in the Middle Ages.
The death knell shook his head and whispered softly: "In what age, there are such ignorant and backward villages in Eastern Europe. It's incredible!"
"What's so strange about this? There are countless ignorant villages in some of the world's largest democratic countries, and there are even village elders' associations that publicly sentenced to round X, even if they are villages and towns controlled by certain sects in the country. Things happen occasionally."
The black-haired boy sneered: "But Hope Country believes that this does not violate human rights. As long as democracy and the people voluntarily voluntarily, there will be no human rights issues! This kind of human ignorance caused by'backward customs' is also a superhero. Not much interference. Have you ever heard of superheroes who specialize in combating'trafficking, child marriage, domestic violence, and whaling'?"
The death knell curled his lips, not wanting to continue the topic, and then replied: "That man is too cowardly. If my child suffers such a catastrophe, even if it is to die with the child, I will never stand by!"
As he said, he glanced at the black-haired boy intently or unconsciously.
Damian shrugged and whispered: "After all, he is just an ordinary person. It is normal to be greedy for life and fear of death, but this is very beneficial to us. The girl is one step closer to true despair."
The black-haired boy didn’t tell the truth completely. This happened. There was also his contribution behind the scenes. A few days ago, he sent someone anonymously to give the girl’s father a box of money. There was a note in the box that read: "Leave your daughter alone, take the money and fly away."
That box of money is enough for men to be wives and concubines. To exchange for a daughter hated by the villagers is really a dilemma of humanity.
Moreover, this is not an exchange at all for his daughter’s life without money. A man is afraid of desperately trying his life, but it’s just going to die in vain. He has no ability to save his daughter. His choice is to die with his daughter and take the money to fly far. Two good days.
Even if he wanted to escape early, it was impossible under the heavy surveillance of the villagers.
Frozen three feet is not a day's cold. The hatred accumulated by the villagers has long been so strong that it cannot be resolved. The girl's family has been under close surveillance. If you want to escape, this "execution witch" action will be staged in advance.
"Isn't this really desperate?" The death knell frowned: "Boss, although I am not a good person, you are really a bit..."
The black-haired young man's face sank, and the death knell quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence he wanted to say. He suddenly remembered how Damian had planned to concoct him.
I was afraid that my son would be a little embarrassed to say it out, but in reality, many families really have their son riding on Laozi’s head and shit. The boy who was suspected to be his son.
The stake for burning the witch was built, but the male villagers present seemed not in a hurry to tie the girl up. The atmosphere became a little weird, and the men showed evil smiles.
"The evil power of this stinky must be obtained by messing with the devil!"
"We have to purify her, or even if she is burned to death, her evil soul will curse the village and cause us to never have peace!"
"That's right, before sending her to the stake, she should have a'purification ceremony' to get rid of the demon liquid in her body!"
"Everyone line up, take your time, we have a whole night, don't play too hard in the front of the line, leave a mouthful of soup for the back."
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The men surrounded the girl and tore her ragged clothes. The girl didn’t even have the strength to shout. She stared at the sky with empty eyes. She thought she could die a hundred, and ended her tragic and short life, but she didn’t expect to die. Qian still suffers from humiliation that is more painful than death.