No!

  I'm not some kind of monster!

  I don't want to harm anyone!

  Fear, with its ferocious face, swallowed her whole.

  Embarrassed, helpless, and let her tears roll.

  She twisted her body and struggled.

  She hummed and murmured in her mouth, asking for help;

  Her big eyes opened wide, and tears fell like broken strings of pearls...

  She couldn't understand why she had encountered such a terrible thing and why she became an outcast. Why did everyone treat her like this!

  But what's the use?

  The villagers who were watching had already knelt down, piously praying to Tianfeng for protection and hoping for peace, without anyone caring that her small life would be brutally strangled in front of everyone's eyes.

  The two disciples of the witch doctor lifted up the coffin lid with several villagers.

  That black coffin lid was like a ghostly pair of hands, gradually covering up all the cruelty in front of her...

  No!

  No!

  I don't want to die!

  I don't want to die like this!

  Hua Rou exerted herself and curled up her body, trying hard to sit up and escape this horror.

  But the rope pulled her tight and she couldn't escape at all!

  "Crack!"

  The coffin is closed!

  In a sea of darkness, despair and death simultaneously crushed her helpless yet unyielding body.

  "Ding Ding"

  The nails were nailed into the coffin lid, but Hua Ruo felt they were nailed into her own bones, blood, and life...

  Pain, it's really painful, a kind of pain that can only be dissipated in desperation.

  That's a despair that can never be turned over for eternity!

  She was hurt, abandoned, on the day of great joy, after her parents' death, in her beloved hometown of Shanzhai, she was buried alive by familiar villagers...

  Why? Why is it like this?

  Mom! Dad! Why is it like this? My daughter will come to accompany you, but I'm in pain, I'm not reconciled...

  "Ka", a ray of light illuminated Huajou's eyes.

  Hua Rou was stunned, her face streaming with tears, almost in despair...

  The coffin lid actually had a small drawer, and it was pulled open!

  Hua Rong saw the torches and the bright stars in the sky, and for a moment, she felt less pain, as if life had found a breathing space, and she could live!

  In her eyes, a strange face appeared, she looked at him, her eyes full of longing for survival.

  However, a bamboo basket appeared in front of her eyes, and before she could react, the basket tipped over, and a cold splash fell on her head.

  The hatch was pulled shut, and her field of vision was once again pitch black. However, she felt a chill run down her spine because those cold things were moving, and they also made a "hissing" sound...

  It's a snake! It's a snake!

  "Hmm...hmm...hmm..."

  Hua Rou had just barely realized what was happening when the snakes began to bite down mercilessly, their pain like molten lava that was wreaking havoc on her body...

  A muffled cry of pain and a series of thuds came from inside the coffin.

  This is the desperate struggle of life, it's an indictment against their cruelty!

  But the onlookers remained silent, watching, listening and feeling the desperate struggle of a life in its final moments.

  "Wow... Hua Rou Jie..." Qiao Er cried out, her voice rising abruptly before being suddenly cut off by the hand covering her mouth and nose.

  In those big, shining eyes was fear, was confusion, and questioning of this cruel reality.

  "She's not... The one in the coffin is a monster! That's not Hua Rou, your sister Hua Rou died long ago... She was eaten by the monster!"

  This answer sounds like it's being told to a little girl, more like they're talking to themselves.

  It seems that only in this way, at this moment, it is not a cruel slaughter but a sacred protection, a rescue for oneself.

  The wizard began to chant, in obscure and incomprehensible words, two disciples led the villagers to push earth into the pit, burying the coffin...

  Gradually, the villagers could no longer feel the shock and numbness, leaving only the dead silence in the air where torches crackled in the night wind to accompany the witch doctor's incantation.

  The wizard sat on the ground, as if he had exhausted all his energy from chanting, and lazily waved his hand.

  The disciple walked to the front of the village head and said, "You all go back, we'll take care of the last leg! From tonight on, none of you should come over again, lest any remaining resentment attach itself to you."

  The villagers turned around and ran away quickly, fleeing in a hurry, while the village head could only follow behind in a fluster.

  In an instant, only the wizard and his two apprentices were left here.

  The wizard looked up at the stars in the sky and laughed: "Wait!"

  ……

  The night wind was cold, two torches were inserted on both sides of the grave, and two disciples were wielding iron shovels to remove the previously buried soil.

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