Chapter 1707

"Dad, I Am I dying... "

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

The little boy looked eight or nine years old. He was supposed to be a lovely snow jade, but now he was all thin and out of shape.

The eyes are deeply sunken. The bottom of the eyes is black and bruised. The lips are dry and cracked. The temperature on the body is very hot.

The seven foot man beside the bed, hearing the child's words, couldn't help but blushed and said in a hoarse voice: "Qi'er is good, the witch doctor is about to sacrifice gods, and the punishment of Pan chalkiness will soon pass. By then, you will be able to recover. "

The little boy, called Qi'er, did not rejoice at hearing the words, but opened his eyes and said with difficulty: "but I I've heard that the sacrifice of gods is to make Xiaonuo, I I don't want Xiao Nuo to die Dad, I want to live with Xiao Nuo When the little boy talked about it, he suddenly straightened up and kept vomiting.

But his stomach was empty, so all he could spit out was sour water. Under him, there were traces of yellow. It was incontinence.

"Qi'er!" The man and his wife jumped at each other with a shout.

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

The man's wife finally broke down and cried, "Pan chalky God, if you really want to lower the punishment, please lower it on me, please let my children go!"! This is my only child, please don't take him away, 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 hugged his wife with a scream, and saw her pale face and shivering body. The whole man froze.

One hand is holding the son who died of convulsion and fainting, the other hand is holding the wife who kept vomiting. The hot tears flow down the man's eyes.

But Nina laughed, and she was very pleased. "Look, Cullen, pan chalky God heard my prayer. He let our children go and punished me. Qi'er is saved, great, Qi'er is saved... "

Kulun looked at his wife, who was still smiling after fainting, and his son, who had stopped breathing beside him, and finally couldn't help crying.

And such weeping and desperation are performed and repeated in cangda tribe every moment.

The night is getting deeper and colder.

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

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

Now, even his wife is leaving him.

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

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

The rule of their cangda tribe is that the dead should be put into the river Nevin, so that the mother river that gave birth to them would bring the dead back to the side of Pan chalky God and bless him for the next life.

The child's cold body sank into the water and was soon swept away by the rushing water. Kulun fell to his knees with a thump and couldn't help crying out in pain.

Suddenly, he saw a shadow flash in front of his eyes. The body of his son, who had been taken away by the river, had been rolled back by something.