Chapter 29: The old village chief (4)

When the villagers heard this, they all became a little uncertain. In fact, whether it was the departure of the dragon or the real arrival of the river god to take lives, it was not a good thing. In short, everyone’s hearts were hanging in the air.

After the old man knelt down, he resolutely turned around and walked away, his face full of sadness.

As he walked away, many people who had been standing around the shore hesitated, and then they all retreated. Some even turned around and walked away. It wasn’t that they were immoral. In the face of this life-and-death crisis, how could anyone remain calm?

Only a few people remained on the shore. Those few people were the relatives of the people on the boat. They couldn’t leave because after all, there was blood on the line.

The situation was a bit dire, but it wasn’t hopeless. At least the wind had died down, the rain had stopped, and even the thunder had stopped. This meant that if they rowed faster, the boat could reach shore in time.

Everyone on the shore and on the boat understood this, and they all rowed as hard as they could. At that moment, every second was a chance to save their lives.

The old village chief was also rowing his boat hard, but unlike the others who were scrambling to get to shore, he was also paying attention to the situation of others. If he saw someone fall behind, he would give them a push with his oar. He wasn’t a great person, but he had one thought: don’t let anyone die under his watch.

But at this moment, the old village chief felt something was wrong. He felt his legs were cold, and when he looked down, he discovered something that made him shudder. His boat was leaking, and the leak was very serious. The water was rising at a rate that was almost visible to the naked eye.

At this rate, not only would he not be able to row to shore, he would be lucky to stay afloat for more than a minute.

The old village chief looked up in despair and shouted to the nearest boat, “My boat is leaking. Help me.”

There was no answer. The boat kept rowing straight ahead. Although the wind had died down, it was still blowing, and rowing was very laborious. The big waves were getting closer and closer…

The old village chief looked at the figure not far ahead with disbelief. That person was a villager from the village, and he was very familiar with him and had a very good relationship with him. He had even helped that person before.

The old village chief was a simple man after all. He thought that no one knew who he was calling, so he shouted again, “Li Yuan, my boat is leaking. Help me!”

There was still no response, and the man didn’t even turn his head.

The old village chief swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes. By this time, the water in his boat had already reached his knees, and the boat was already tilting. Of the ten or so boats together, he was the one rowing in the front. After all, when he was young, he was a good fisherman.

After organizing his emotions, the old village chief noticed that another boat was catching up behind him. It was very close, so he shouted again, “Bangzi, my boat is leaking. Help me.”

Bangzi is usually a simple and honest person, so he should help him, right?

In the end, Bangzi only paused slightly in his rowing, and the boat quickly headed back to shore. When it crossed with his boat, it didn’t even look at him.

What’s going on? The old village chief’s sadness deepened!

He knew that no one wanted to stop at this moment, because no one wanted to die, including himself.

Even if death is not a problem, who would want to face such an unknown and terrifying existence?

The old village chief tried to understand everyone, and then he looked at the boats passing by again. He called out to a few people, but no one paid any attention to him. His boat was about to capsize, and even if he didn’t call out, anyone could see that.

The old village chief finally glared with anger, but the situation did not allow him to delay any longer, because when the boat capsized, a strong suction force would be generated in the water, which would create a whirlpool. Even if the unknown monster did not come, he would be dragged into the deep water by the whirlpool and die.

At this time, he could not afford to be angry or confused. The old village chief was also a decisive person. He abandoned the boat and jumped into the water, struggling to swim away from the sinking boat. But where should he swim? To the shore…?

The old village chief looked back at the waves. It was less than a mile away. If he swam, he would never reach the shore.

He had to save himself. The old village chief gritted his teeth and looked at a boat approaching him. He gritted his teeth and swam towards the boat. At this moment, he suddenly realized a fact: in the face of life and death, people are all selfish, and it is useless to shout.

The old village chief was a good swimmer, and soon he was swimming to the boat. He reached out and grabbed the boat’s edge. Since you people don’t want to stop and waste time, it’s better for me to get on the boat, right?

The boat was originally a very small boat, narrow and thin. As soon as the old village chief pulled the boat, it inevitably tilted a little. The man on the boat couldn’t help but glare at the old village chief. Who would want to be a bother now?

The old village chief felt inexplicably apologetic and mumbled, “My boat capsized, I…”

As a result, an unexpected scene appeared before the old village chief’s eyes. The man suddenly raised the oar high and smashed it hard into the old village chief’s hand, which was holding the boat.

The old village chief’s eyes suddenly became hopeless, and his heart ached so much that he ignored the pain in his hand! He suddenly felt that the person on the boat was very strange. Was it the villager he cared about and helped selflessly?

Or was it his lovely, kind-hearted fellow villager?

He clung to the boat with all his might, unwilling to let go.

“Old village chief, please forgive me. You know that this boat can only carry two people, and the speed… don’t drag me to my death!” After saying this, the man’s oar smashed down again.

The pain was so intense that the old village chief finally let go of the hand.

But he was not completely hopeless. He did not believe it. He did not believe that his fellow villagers would act like this. He took a deep look at the man’s back as he disappeared into the distance, and he swam to the next boat without giving up.

In less than two minutes, maybe just one minute, the old village chief got his answer, and it was his bloody, twisted hands. Those people were so ruthless that they even broke his hands!

He looked at the shore, where some people had already excitedly received their loved ones, and then, without even looking at the situation here, he grabbed his loved ones and ran away.

It seemed that the shore was very noisy, but he didn’t hear anyone shouting for him or saying a word in his defense. He was just an old man without a wife or children in the village! At this time, who would worry about him?

But there is still a last hope, right? The old village chief saw his nephew’s boat heading this way. His nephew was a young man, and he was not very good at operating a boat, so he was the slowest one.

The old village chief gathered his thoughts, endured the pain in his hands, and swam hard towards his nephew’s boat. At this point, he had already decided not to be the village chief anymore. If his nephew saved him, he would be good to his nephew alone in the future.

He is a relative, so he should believe in the power of blood.

The old village chief swam to his nephew’s boat. By this time, his hands were too weak to hold onto the boat. He looked at his nephew with longing eyes, hoping that he could pull him up.

But his nephew’s eyes flashed with a look of pain, and he said softly, “Uncle, I’m still young…”

He didn’t use the oar to hit the old village chief, but just pushed him away with the oar, because there was no need to smash his hands at this point. His hands were no better than a pile of rotten meat.

Looking at his nephew’s receding back, the old village chief’s heart had turned to ice. He suddenly exploded, shouting at the shore, “Help me! Help me! We’re all neighbors!”

No one went into the water, not a single person!

At this moment, the waves were already surging in. One person on the boat couldn’t help but look back, and saw the old village chief’s body gradually sinking. It was an expression that he would never forget!

The unforgettable despair and hatred that even the heavens would be afraid of!

Then, a nightmare began in this village!

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Ten days have passed since the incident, but no one in the village has offered to collect the old village chief’s body. No one even mentions the old village chief. Even when children ask about him, adults will deliberately avoid the topic because the memory is not very pleasant.

People have an ostrich mentality. When they encounter something they can’t accept, and it’s about themselves, they instinctively choose to avoid it.

But that day, people realized that they couldn’t escape anymore, because someone had found a pair of shoes by the river.