Chapter 73: The story of Buhua and Old Li (2)

In the village, Buhua was the one who cared the least about human life. She was just as indifferent to the people of the village as she was to the people of the village.

She lived alone, and most of the time, she preferred to stay with the holy insect, especially the one she thought had saved her life when she was young. The insect was carefully cared for by her, and at the cost of human life, it grew and evolved exceptionally smoothly. When Buhua was 25 years old, it was already an existence close to a mature female insect.

If nothing unexpected happened, Buhua would also be eligible to enjoy the “reward” of the sacred insect, and she would become a noble being in the village, just like the ancestors.

The people in the village were afraid of Buhua. In their hearts, they thought of Buhua not as a person, but as a human-shaped sacred insect. She had no feelings for people, and all her feelings were poured into the insect. The people in the village were afraid to discuss this idea, and could only think about it in their hearts. Everyone knew that Buhua’s biggest taboo was for people to discuss her.

In fact, there are a few people in the village who understand Buhua. At such a young age, she was led to her death by her parents because of rumors. How warm could her heart be? How much affection could she have for people? Such indifference is to be expected. It was already very kind of her not to have done anything to her elderly parents.

Life in the village was relatively peaceful, and Buhua thought that her life would continue like this, following the predetermined trajectory, always accompanying Ziz, living and dying with it, and if all went well, returning home with Ziz to Ziz’s hometown.

Who is Zizi? It is the sacred insect that Buhua encountered when she was five years old, and it is also the insect that Buhua has the deepest feelings for. So Buhua gave it a name, Zizi. As for where its hometown is, Zizi itself cannot say clearly. In its magical communication with Buhua, it only “told” Buhua that since it woke up, it knew that it did not belong here. There was a kind of calling in its heart that had always been there, that is, its hometown was calling itself, or it could always sense the existence of its hometown.

Zizi also told Buhua through a special form of communication that its hometown was a sacred existence, and that this land was so inferior, and the creatures here were so low-energy and vulgar, that it didn’t like or respect anything here, except Buhua.

Filling Flower didn’t feel much about Zizi’s words because she was indifferent to everything in the world. She only cared about Zizi, and she was touched that Zizi cared about her so much.

It didn’t matter where she was as long as she was with Zizi, even if it was Zizi’s completely unfamiliar hometown in the clouds.

This is the life path that Buhua has set for herself, and she feels that she will continue to follow it.

However, things are impermanent, and people are not unchanging. As long as they have a heart that can feel the world around them, they will always be touched. The change in Bu Hua came when she was 25 years old, or rather, in that year, a crack suddenly appeared in the hard ice in her heart.

It was an ordinary day, and for Bu Hua, it was also an ordinary event.

On that day, one of the old monsters in the village suddenly woke up and told Buhua that through a special connection between him and the sacred insect he belonged to, he sensed that in the village of “livestock,” a worm had successfully hatched into a larva and had already evolved to the final stage of the larva, and asked Buhua to retrieve the worm.

In the village of “livestock,” everyone, except for the young children, has an egg or larva. Of these eggs, only one in ten can hatch into a larva. After becoming a larva, it must go through three stages of evolution. Only one in ten of these larvae can complete all three stages of evolution. The rest all fail to develop.

The last remaining larvae will be handed over to the designated person in the village to extend their life. If the worm can successfully extend the life of the person, it can give that person a very secure increase of 20 years of life. In this process, three situations will occur.

If the extension of life is unsuccessful, both the worm and the person will die.

If the life extension is successful, the human will live longer, but the worm will die.

The last scenario is the most ideal one, where the human lives and the worm survives. In that case, the worm is qualified to become a female worm and enjoy the special human feed. This is the origin of the worm man.

If it can survive several more evolutionary stages, it can become a female worm, and the female worm can provide people with longevity in a stable manner. In theory, if the female worm does not die, people will not die. However, in reality, there is a key element that is needed. Without that key element, the female worm can only ensure that people can live between 250 and 300 years old.

It can be seen that the “longevity” of the Black Rock Miao village also has great limitations, and the larvae that can evolve to the final step are very precious.

Because Buhua and the bugs have a special connection, they can communicate with each other, so the task of collecting the larvae in the village is generally entrusted to Buhua.

Although the larvae that have evolved to the final stage are precious, Buhua encounters them once or twice a year, so this time Buhua doesn’t feel anything special.

When they arrived at one of the villages, the larva was parasitizing a woman. Because of the larva, the woman, who was only in her thirties, looked old like she was in her seventies or eighties. Bu Hua’s emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest. She knew that when the larva was taken out, it would be the woman’s time to die.

Because she had a special connection and communication with the bugs, when she took the larvae out, she didn’t need to use witchcraft or do a lot of preparations in advance, like the other people in the village. All she needed was to communicate with the bugs, and then she could smoothly let the bugs break out of the body and fly to her hand, and then she would hand them back to the old monsters for some treatment, and then control the bugs.

The purple worm that had been living in the woman’s body was successfully removed. As before, when she saw the worm, she only had a slight change of expression on her face. She gently touched the worm, and a hint of tenderness appeared in her eyes. She had no feelings for the woman who had died on the ground.

After removing the parasite, she should have left the village, but when she reached the entrance, she was attracted by the noise of the villagers shouting at her.

But at that moment, the people in the village of “livestock” all unexpectedly surrounded that place. The Miao people in the village of course recognized Buhua, so someone shouted, “Holy woman, these livestock are rebelling. Please help.”

Buhua hesitated for a moment, but in the end she walked towards the crowd. She didn’t care what they were arguing about, or why they were surrounding her, or even the so-called rebellion. Buhua only thought of one thing: these people were raising the worms, and if they were gone, the worms would have no “rations.” This was the only reason she went back to help.

Buhua was quite a powerful figure, and her status was not limited to the village. The people in the village of “livestock” also knew that this woman was the biggest figure in the village. These people did not know about the existence of the old monster.

When Buhua walked into the crowd, no one dared to speak. The people in this village were all under the control of the Miao people. The loud noise they made just now was already all the courage they had. Perhaps because they had important bugs in their bodies, the Miao people might not dare to use the abominable bug to execute them, but this indifferent so-called holy woman was completely free of psychological pressure.

The people automatically made way for her, and she walked into the crowd. There were intermittent cries of grief coming from the crowd, but she didn’t even look at them. She just said one thing to the crowd: “Scatter, or die.”

The people looked at Bu Hua, wanting to say something but unable to, but at this moment, a pair of hands grabbed Bu Hua’s legs, and a sad woman’s voice reached Bu Hua’s ears: “Please, I beg you, I can take the blame for my son for the bug, don’t do this to him.”

Buhua did not respond. At this time, the Miao people in the village, in a panic, pulled the woman who had grabbed Buhua’s legs away, and said in a panic, “These people were just brought into the village. They don’t know the rules. Please forgive them, Holy Maiden.”

They knew Buhua’s character. If there was any unpleasantness, she would be merciless. She might not kill, but she would certainly punish.

But rarely, Buhua looked at the woman and then at the son in her arms, and then suddenly asked, “Aren’t you afraid of me?”