Chapter 1707

"Dad, I Am I going to die... "

The little boy lying on the bed opened his eyes difficultly and looked at the tall man kneeling beside his bed.

The little boy looks like eight or nine years old. He was supposed to be cute, but now he's all thin and out of shape.

Deep sunken in the orbit, the fundus of a bruised black, dry lips, the body's hot hot.

The seven foot man beside the bed, hearing the child's words, could not help but reddened his eyes and said in a dumb voice: "Qi'er, good girl, the witch doctor is going to offer sacrifices to the gods, and the punishment of Pan chalky God will soon pass. By then, you will be able to recover

The little boy, who was called Qi'er, was not happy when he heard that. Instead, he opened his eyes and said with difficulty, "but I I've heard that offering sacrifices to gods requires Xiao Nuo died, I I don't want Xiao Nuo to die Dad, I want to live with Xiao Nuo Vomit ~ ~ "

in the middle of speaking, the little boy suddenly straightened up and kept vomiting.

But his stomach was empty, so the only thing he could spit out was sour water. Under his body, there were yellow traces of Yin wet, which was incontinence.

"Qi'er --!" The man and his wife screamed and rushed over.

The little boy kept twitching, his eyes turned white, and his breathing became more and more urgent.

The man's wife finally broke down and wailed, "Pan chalky God, if you really want to lower the punishment, please lower it on me, please let go of my child! This is my only child, please don't take him, please

cried and cried. The man's wife suddenly fell to the ground with a bang, and her body kept twitching, spilling out foam and food residue in her mouth and vomiting in her throat.

"Nina --!" The man exclaimed and hugged his wife. Seeing her pale face and shivering body, the whole man froze.

In one hand, he held his son who passed out with convulsions, in the other hand, he held his wife who kept vomiting. The hot tears flowed from the man's eyes.

However, Nina began to smile, especially pleased. "Kulun, you see, God of chalkiness heard my prayer. He let our children go and put the punishment on me. Qi'er is saved. Great, Qi'er is saved... "

Kulun looked at his wife who had fainted with a smile, and then at his son who had stopped breathing. Finally, he couldn't help crying.

And such crying and despair are staged and repeated in cangda tribe every moment.

The night is getting deeper and colder.

Kulun, holding his son who had stopped breathing, walked to the river Nevin like a wandering soul.

Qi'er died and was taken away by Panshen. Their only treasure will never come back.

And now, even his wife is about to leave him.

If this is the punishment of Pan chalky God, why, why not take him with you?

With tears in his eyes, Cullen slowly lowered his son's body into the water.

The rule of their cangda tribe is to put the dead into the river neven, so that the mother river that gave birth to them will bring the dead back to God pancake and bless him with happiness in the next life.

The child's cold body sank into the water and was soon swept away by the fast flowing river. Coulon fell to his knees with a plop, and could no longer help crying in pain.

Suddenly, in front of him, a shadow flashed by. The body of his son, which had been taken away by the river, was rolled back by something.

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