Chapter 61: Jiazhi
In Xiangxi, you don’t have to doubt a person’s blood. I don’t mean this kind of blood, which is not divided into men and women, but a kind of fierceness that belongs to the bones.
On the contrary, what you need to worry about is that the flames burning on the basis of this kind of blood will be so strong and intense that they will devour a person’s reason, and then release an impulsive emotion called recklessness.
The man standing on the bus was aggressive and left no room for compromise. He was basically provoking the people of the town. I thought this would inspire the people of the town to show their blood, or at least cause a little commotion, but to my surprise, the people of the town remained surprisingly silent in the face of his words.
I squeezed into the crowd, listening to the rising and falling breaths, and I couldn’t even hear a single person breathing rapidly with anger.
How abnormal is this phenomenon? Could it be that the people of this town have suddenly become weak overnight? This is obviously impossible. Yesterday, I still remember the way they looked at me and my master. It was a kind of suppressed, sharp gaze, like a knife.
Then there must be a more important reason behind their forbearance.
Faced with this silence, the man seemed satisfied, and after looking around slowly in a way that I found to be very “artificial,” he spoke again, saying, “Very good, you are all smart people. As the saying goes, as long as the green mountains remain, there is no shortage of firewood. The most important thing for a group is the future…” As he spoke, he pointed with his hand, just pointing to a little friend.
The child looked no more than 5 or 6 years old. When the man pointed at him, the child did not flinch, but instead looked up at him with a frown and a look of anger on his young face.
The child does not know how to be patient, and so he shows the most essential character of people from a certain group or region. However, a woman who may be his mother immediately pulled him away and held him in her arms.
“For example, these children are your future, and this is what you need to protect.” The man did not lower his voice to argue with a child, as if he had not seen the child, and said in a calm, indifferent, and low voice.
I was curious what this group of people was going to do. To be precise, what was this group of Yang Sheng’s people going to do that made this man say such things, as if he was making a deal with the people of this town, or as if he was trying to appease them.
I can understand that this kind of condition and appeasement is to prevent the people of this town from rebelling and causing even more trouble. But I can hardly imagine the purpose behind it? However, no matter how hard I tried to figure it out, the people of this town remained very silent.
It seems that this silence is what the man wants. He quickly gave me the answer I guessed: “Very well, then I will assume that we have an understanding. Next, let me talk about my rules. We are here to pick some people from your town to go with us. What are we going to do? You don’t need to worry about where we are going. The rule is that you will line up one by one and then undergo a small “inspection.” After passing this inspection, we will select a portion of you. Among them, I hope you will follow the rules and obey the commands in all actions. This is my rule. Is it simple?”
After saying that, the man suddenly took off his hat and threw it aside, then looked around again with a fierce look, at the same time, a powerful, suffocating aura burst out from his body.
As if to respond to his action, several people around him, who were originally a bit lazy, suddenly also burst out with a powerful aura, and even the ordinary subordinates who came with them also deliberately “exhibited” their own aura, and the entire town was extremely suppressed for a time.
“Holy King level?” I began to judge their strength through the aura they released from the car. If everyone on the car was a Holy King, my master and I would have no chance of breaking through. The answer was cruel. On the car, in addition to the man, there was another person who looked very ordinary, and they were both Holy Kings.
The rest of the people were definitely not weak, at least they were as strong as me.
After making such a basic judgment, in such hot weather, my fingertips were a little cold… This can be said to be the combat effectiveness of a martial arts sect, and at least a medium-level or higher martial arts sect. What is the attraction of the people in this town that makes Yang Sheng so serious? Send such a strong force to this town?
Because from the man’s words, I already knew that they wanted the people in this town. How ridiculous does it sound? Is Yang Sheng’s organization short of people? This is obviously impossible…
While I was guessing, the man was still showing off his men’s “claws and fangs.” This was obviously not for ordinary people to see, because ordinary people at most would feel that these people were not to be trifled with and could not be approached. This aura was for the cultivators in the town to see.
I had long since deduced that there were a not inconsiderable number of cultivators hidden in this town, starting with the old man sitting next to the stone carving, and ending with the gathering of the crowd. This was something that was easy to sense.
I also noticed that this man was indeed terrifying. From the moment he took off his hat, I could clearly see his appearance. His eyebrows were sparse, and there were three claw-like marks on his forehead that seemed to have been left by something. They spread from his forehead to the corner of his eyes.
The short, close-cropped haircut added a few more points to his fierce aura. Even without exuding an aura, this kind of image can scare children to tears.
I don’t know if they were suppressing their aura, or if the people in this town had agreed to endure it until the end. Even now, after the man had revealed his purpose, the people in the town were silent.
I think this is a more hateful and terrible purpose than robbing and looting, robbing people directly, and as such a people who value their bloodline, the Hmong people, what is wrong with them?
“Haha…” The man standing in the car finally let out the first laugh since he started talking. There was nothing in his voice that made others feel happy. Instead, it was in line with his face, which had a ferocious look that made people shudder. He might as well not have smiled.
“Well, it seems that you are all very smart. That’s good, so please cooperate with our people and get started.” As he spoke, he put his hat back on and suddenly raised his voice and said, “But I hope that your cooperation is not a deception. If one person breaks the rules, even if it is only a little bit, I will not hesitate to kill one person in your town, starting with the children. Don’t think that you can get away with it if you resist. I’m not threatening you. I have a little reputation in the underworld. My name is Yazi. Do you know Yazi? The son of the dragon, the most ferocious one. And one more thing, if I have a grudge against you, I will not hesitate to “repay” you, even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth.
The last few words of this man sounded sinister, like an ordinary man who had drunk and was bragging, but in fact, when he said it, it made people feel like they had to believe it.
Jiazi? Is there such a person in the circle of cultivators? I subconsciously shook my head. I really hadn’t heard of him… but I heard the master’s head bowing, and he said in an unusually low voice, almost in a whisper, “This villain? It turns out he’s not dead?”
I immediately glanced around, and it seemed that no one had heard Master’s words except me. I was a little relieved. While admiring my own hearing, I also felt a sudden feeling in my heart. It seemed that Master knew this person, but in the current situation of people crowding, I could not talk to Master, and I could only hide these doubts in my heart.
At the same time, I was secretly a little anxious. Are the people in this town just going to keep silent? Where is the turning point I need? I believe that Yang Sheng actually does not dare to make a big deal out of it. Killing too many people is an unspeakable thing no matter where it is, let alone ordinary people. As long as the people in this town dare to resist a little…
But they just don’t. Even now, some of the ordinary subordinates who have been standing on the car, monitoring the entire town, have begun to come down and organize the crowd into lines. These people are still indifferent, and the group of people who were initially designated are still cooperating with them.
The man saw this and gave a satisfied grunt, then sat in the car, which drove towards the end of the town, the entrance, and after driving a certain distance, stopped in front of a temporary white tent that had been set up at some unknown time.
The man didn’t get out of the car, but sat quietly and waited.
The first batch of about fifty people were led over to form a line. Under the direction of the potential subordinates, they quickly formed a silent line and walked towards the white tent, where they finally stopped and waited.
At this time, two people jumped out of the SUV, a man and a woman, and while walking towards the white tent, they put on a white coat, making them look like busy doctors in a hospital.
Doctors? This is definitely not the case, because the breath that these two people just emitted is not something that an ordinary doctor can do. Practitioners… must be practitioners, but deliberately made to look like this, could it be that they are practitioners of the medical branch? Anyway, nowadays, Chinese medicine practitioners in hospitals also wear white coats, who knows? I was just thinking about it for a moment.
The two people hurriedly entered the white tent. Within a few minutes, they saw several subordinates carrying chairs and tables into the tent, as well as several mysterious boxes sealed with tape.
The more mysterious things became, the more solemn the atmosphere of the entire town became. Only the man who called himself Jiazhi was the most carefree at the moment, and he even put his legs on the dashboard of the car and hummed a slightly off-key tune.