Chapter 63: Torment

The three of us walked into the village with the crowd, only to discover that visual perception and being there in person are always two different things. For example, I thought the village was the size of an egg, but when I walked in, I realized it was actually the size of a mooncake.

Unlike the Yueyan Miao Village, although this village is very large, there are not as many people as in the Yueyan Miao Village, and it is far from lively and lively. I thought I would see a lot of “mummies” in the village. After all, Gao Ning told me that this is a devil’s village, with a group of “dead people” who have remained in the world. But the truth is not like that. This village is almost full of young people, and there are almost no old people.

I originally thought that these young people were the elderly, but my intuition told me that they were not, because I did not feel the uncomfortable death in them. They were full of vitality.

Another difference is that Yueyan Miao Village has a lively, progressive atmosphere that is connected to the times, while the moment you enter Heiyan Miao Village, you feel a primitive simplicity. I found that not many people here speak Mandarin, almost all of the men speak Mandarin, and the rest speak Miao, which I don’t understand.

The buildings in this village are decorated with strange, somewhat frightening patterns that make people not want to look closely. In addition, there are several statues erected. The statue is a man, lifelike, so real that you can feel the overwhelming aura and majesty even though it is just a statue.

I admire the craftsmanship of the Black Miao or their ancestors, and I casually asked Ling Ruyue, “Who is the statue?”

Ling Ruyue calmly replied, “The ancestor they worship most, Chiyou.”

Chiyou? The villain? We are obviously descendants of the Yellow Emperor, but they are the descendants of the villain Chiyou? What a fucking antisocial!

But no matter what, I can still feel the wealth of this village. Chickens and ducks are raised everywhere, and every household has a lot of preserved meat and sausage. The Miao village has its own rice granary. They have a lot of…

Damn it, they live like landlords, and the people in the villages below, thinking about this, my heart felt a little heavy…

After walking for almost half an hour, the crowd had dispersed by half. The group in front of us stopped in front of a large stilt house. The Boqie Dao turned around and said to the three of us, “You are guests from afar. You can rest here. I will send someone to find you in two days.”

When he said the last sentence, the eyes of the great witch of Boqie stared at me. I knew what he meant, that he was coming to find me! But how could I let him leave like this? The main purpose of my visit this time was to make su rou and Qin Huai, but I hadn’t even had time to speak when Bu Zhou got excited.

He said to Boqie, “Big Shaman, don’t let Ling Ruxue live with them, okay?” His eyes were full of eagerness and longing, and I felt a tingle of unease in my heart. This kid is going to get beaten up again!

Boche looked at Bu Zhou and suddenly snorted, throwing down a sentence: “You haven’t married yet, if you want to live with her, it’s not in line with etiquette! Our village is not a barbarian! Guests are guests, and it’s normal for guests to live together!”

Bu Zhou was anxious and said, “Great Shaman, I didn’t mean that…”

But he didn’t expect Lie Zhou to come forward and slap him hard in the face, shouting, “Do you want to question the decision of the great witch?”

Bu Zhou stood aside sheepishly, not daring to speak. I was secretly pleased. Of course I understood what Bu Zhou meant. He didn’t want Ling Ruxue to live with me, and he didn’t expect to live with Ling Ruxue. However, I deserved it. For the first time, I felt that Lie Zhou and the mummy were also cute.

After the farce was over, the great witch of the tribe seemed to be ashamed and turned around with his people to leave. But how could I let him leave? I shouted, “Wait!”

Boche turned and looked at me, while Liezhou snorted. The bridge Lan turned around with a sly smile and said to me, “Little brother, are you reluctant to let me go?”

I felt sick to my stomach, and ignored her. Instead, I said to the witch, “You want me, don’t you? I’m here, but I’m here for my friend. Where is my friend?”

The witch looked at me with strange eyes and said slowly, “Do you think you have any capital to threaten me after you arrive at the village?”

I sneered and then said to the witch seriously, “I’m a madman, really! I’ll kill myself when I go crazy, no matter what.”

I knew that the living me was more meaningful to Boqie and the others than the dead me, so of course I had some capital to threaten them. I was gambling, betting that they would dare to bet that I would kill myself! After all, the significance of the crispy meat and the Qinhuai to them was not great, and their value of existence was only to lure me to the hook.

Boche’s expression changed constantly. After a long time, he said, “I don’t like being threatened, but you have succeeded. Your friends are in that room. In two days, I will come to find you. At that time, you can let them leave if you want. However, your days will not be easy in the future.”

Compared to the Han people, the Miao people are a much more straightforward people. They are far less fanatical about intrigue and trickery than the Han people. Boqie really is very straightforward in his speech, but I don’t expect to have a good life here.

But why two days later? I looked at Boqie’s hurried back and thought this question was worth pondering.

After Boqie left, the remaining Miao people were not so kind to me. They almost chased me into this stilted building like a duck. On the contrary, they were still a bit polite to Ling Ruxue.

I thought bitterly, the wife of the bandit chief, the treatment is different! Why didn’t Ling Ruoxue deny it? Could it be that she and Bu Zhou were childhood sweethearts who secretly loved each other?

I don’t know why I’m thinking such nonsense, but this is not the time to think nonsense. I can’t wait to see Su Rou and Qin Huai. I’m afraid they’ve been tortured, and I haven’t seen them for several years.

Once inside the stilted building, the Miao people left. I called out to one of them and asked, “Where are my friends?”

He answered me in half-baked Chinese: “Can’t you find them yourself?” Then he left too. I could feel that the Miao people in this village seemed to be full of hostility towards the Han people.

I didn’t bother to argue. After they left, I took Hui Gen’er and started searching room by room. Finally, when I kicked open the door to the penultimate room, I saw two familiar figures.

My hands were shaking. My brothers, thank goodness you are safe.

But these two guys had no idea I was coming. In broad daylight, they were sleeping like pigs.Taoist priest

In the large living room, we sat around the fire pit. Su Rou cried like a woman in front of me, and Qin Huai was a little better, but her eyes were also red.

Ling Ruxue still had that same expressionless look on her face, and Huigen was diligently wiping Su Rou’s tears away. As for me, I tried my best to remain calm and let Su Rou and Qin Huai vent their emotions.

Two years ago, I had imagined many times the scene of our brothers meeting, but I didn’t expect that today, after I woke them up, the first reaction of these two guys was to cry. Su Rou grabbed my arm and cried, while Qin Huai kept on shedding tears.

I felt embarrassed thinking about Ling Ruxue waiting alone in the living room. It was hard enough to get the two of them to the living room, but I didn’t expect them to cry.

The more they cried, the tighter my fists became. What kind of inhumane abuse could make these two heartless guys cry like this?

After a few more minutes, the two of them calmed down a little, but my eyes were red. I endured it and asked, “Did you get beaten up?”

They shook their heads.

“Have you been bewitched?”

They shook their heads.

“Were you insulted?”

They shook their heads.

After I asked a few more questions, Qinhuai said, “Chengyi, do you have a cigarette? Give me a cigarette.” Su Rou also asked for one. When the cigarette was lit, they took a deep breath, and I felt that the two of them were truly at peace.

Qinhuai said to me, “Chengyi, we were not tortured in any way. Except for the first two days, a few Miao people kept coming to trouble us, beating us and giving us poor food. But then, no one bothered us anymore, and we were treated well. It’s just that life here is so hopeless.”

Su Rou also chimed in: “Yes, it’s so hopeless. There’s nothing in this stilted house except for the bed, and we’re restricted here, unable to leave. Every day, there’s nothing to do except sleep and eat. Someone told us that if you don’t come, we’re prepared to be locked up for the rest of our lives.”

“Yes, someone also came and asked us to tell them where you were and who you were with, so that we could leave once you were caught. We didn’t say anything, and I was prepared to be locked up for the rest of my life,” Qin Huai continued.

At this point, my tears fell. Yes, what is the feeling of living in a stilted house with nothing but despair for the rest of your life? This is the real torture. No wonder these two guys cried like this when they saw me! But they are really men. Even so, they didn’t betray me. How could I not be moved?