Extreme Yama System - Chapter 153

[Chapter 153 Little Stone]

Xue Wusuan was quite familiar with this village. He had lived here for several days before, and he still remembered that the braised pork cooked by a farmer’s woman was very good to his taste.

There is also a mischievous child named Little Stone.

With a swipe, he turned on his fan and prepared to wander around the village.

The old locust tree is still there, and the reclining chair he made by himself is still there, and it even looks clean.

However, the smoky smell coming from the nose is not very good.

There are less than thirty houses in the village, but most of them are now engulfed in flames.

Cries and prayers rushed into Xue Wusuan’s ears from a distance.

He could distinguish among these cries the sound of the little rock he was most familiar with.

He frowned slightly, waved his hand, and a strange suction hit, and the air was instantly drained, and the fire on the house was extinguished.

Curls of smoke swirled in the air.

The crying in my ears was still the same, it seemed tragic, and there was a faint smell of blood wafting into my nose.

The footsteps did not change, shaking the fan and walking towards the direction of the cry.

It should be the valley over there. It seems that everyone in the village should be there.

The valley is not far.

To put it bluntly, it is just a flattened dam, not big, with a radius of thirty feet.

There were no more than a hundred people in the village, and at this time, they were surrounded by a group of men dressed in bunts.

It looks a bit like a bandit or bandit.

Each person has a long knife, and the expression is either playful or fierce or greedy.

The villagers in the middle were Wei Nuonuo bent over, their faces were ugly, and their mouths were trembling.

In the middle of Pingba, on the ground, lay three corpses, pools of blood.

Two old and one young.

Xue Wusuan remembered that the two old men were doctors in the village, and the younger one was their adopted child.

In the eyes of Xue Wusuan, the dead were nothing, whether they died miserably or not, it made no difference.

Why die?

Is it worth it?

It doesn’t matter either.

What he cared about was the little figure huddled in the arms of a woman in the crowd.

small stone.

Bandits attacked, and the number exceeded one hundred, far from being able to resist the villagers.

Man is the knife and I am the fish, and it becomes nature.

It doesn’t matter what the old couple and the little kid did wrong, or if they didn’t do anything wrong and just became the unlucky ones to look forward to.

Or because of something else.

Little Rock looked scared.

He shrank in his mother’s arms, his face and eyes flashed. Not only did he dare not look at the corpse on the ground, he also did not dare to look at the smug bandits around him.

His little face was pale, and his mouth was trembling, not knowing what he was talking about.

Like a frightened little quail.

Xue Wusuan laughed.

This child is usually very skinny, and this kind of quail is not common.

It seemed interesting to him.

Especially the little clay puppet in Little Stone’s hand.

The mud puppets are extremely rudimentary.

It can only be seen as a human shape, with a head and feet.

But it was such an ordinary clay puppet. Between the murmurs of the small stones, a trace of pleading power condensed on the clay puppet, and then formed a weak and almost imperceptible force that slowly converged on Xue Wusuan’s body. .

“Uncle Yama, I’m so scared, can you come and save Xiao Shishi?”

“What are you crying for? No matter how young you are, you are still a man. Crying nose is despised, understand?”

“Uncle Yama!?”

Little Stone rubbed his eyes in surprise.

Turning his head, he saw that there was another person beside him at some point, it was the black-robed uncle with the gold kowloon tattoo.

Since the village experienced that cruel martial arts fight a few years ago, this mysterious black-robed uncle has become a fearless and omnipotent existence in Xiao Shi’s heart.

I remember the old man’s words in every word and deed.

It’s a pity that Xiao Shishi has never seen this uncle since then.

He misses it very much, and often fantasizes that when he grows up, he can wave his hand like an uncle and make those vicious martial arts people keep silent and dare not speak falsely.

I also fantasized about swinging a fan like an uncle, arrogant and arrogant.

But the reality is,

Small stone is still small stone, not to mention those powerful martial arts people, even a wild wolf can make him dead.

But this did not hinder Xiao Shi’s fantasy. He made a clay puppet, named it “Uncle Yama”, and even held it while sleeping.

Every time he talked and expected to the mud puppet, he felt that he was full of power and seemed to be fearless.

Bandits are here.

Swords facing each other.

Uncle Wang’s family was just worried that their kid would be cold, and wanted to go back and get a thick coat to put on for their kid, but they were hacked to death, and the whole family died.

Little Rock is afraid.

He played well with the Wang family boy, and also liked the Wang family grandpa very much, and now they are all dead.

Lying on the ground motionless scared him.

If only Uncle Yama was here, he would definitely be able to save Xiao Shishi.

Who knew that as soon as this idea came up, Uncle Yama came.

It came silently, and no one noticed.

Even Little Stone was worried that the terrifying bandits around him would kill him, but he didn’t seem to.

They were all stunned, motionless.

The villagers also discovered Xue Wusuan and knew that this mysterious black-robed man was more vicious and cruel than the bandit, but he was harmless to the village.

My heart inexplicably settled down.

“Did you make this clay doll?”

“Yes, uncle, this is a clay doll I pinched. Does uncle think it looks like you?”

Xue Wusuan pouted and said, “No eyes and no nose, it doesn’t look like it at all.”

“Ah? It’s not like it? But I think it is! Otherwise, why did you come when you asked for a stone? That’s right! Uncle, are you the god that Grandpa said before? Only gods can respond to requests, right? ?”

Xue Wusuan laughed when he heard the words.

UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com teased: “What kind of god do you think Uncle is?”

“Well… I know! Uncle must be a god who saves suffering, isn’t he?”

Xue Wusuan shook his head, picked up the small stone, pointed at the thief of the Bailai No. 100 who was held in shape by him like a wood, and said with a smile, “Uncle will not save the suffering, nor will he respond to every request. The uncle usually deals with the dead and the living. I don’t want to care.”

“Why don’t you care? Uncle, they are very bad! They killed Grandpa Wang and they wanted to steal our money!”

“Hey, is life and death so important? Remember uncle’s words, live well when you are alive, and you have to think clearly about whether you want to do evil or do good. Because of the wrong choice, even if you die, you have to pay the price. You see, Just like now, when the uncle comes, they have to die, and death is just the beginning of their suffering.”

As soon as the voice fell, the big heads were like lit firecrackers, bursting open, setting off a group of bright scarlet.

“Little Stone, do you know why their heads were blown off?”

The bloody frightened Xiao Shishi, and when he heard Xue Wusuan’s words, he only shook his head blankly.

“It’s not because they killed people, or because they’re bandits. These are not the reasons for them to die, and they don’t even count as sins. They died because they offended Uncle, my first believer in this world. , makes the uncle not pleasing to the eye. So, they died. ”

“A believer? Uncle, are you talking about me?”

“Yes! It’s you. But Uncle can only help you once, but he won’t help you endlessly.”

“why?”

“Because to live, you have to rely on yourself. When you die, you can rely on uncle. Do you understand? Don’t understand? Hehe, you will understand later.”