Chapter 67: The Legend of Black Rock (1)

The human ability to adapt is amazing. At least I think so. On the third day, I had already adapted to the old man Boqie taking my blood every day at noon. I didn’t find it any more uncomfortable than getting an injection. I also got used to the damn weird noises every night. As for not being able to move for an hour after taking the blood, that was all child’s play for me. In short, I felt that apart from these things, my days were pretty carefree.

Every day, I am served delicious food, and all of it is good food. In addition, there is fruit to eat. If you need anything, just tell the Miao people who are guarding the outside, and someone will immediately go to get it for you. For example, yesterday I found that I had lost a cigarette in my luggage, and as soon as I said so, someone immediately gave me two cigarettes. It is not possible to live here without cigarettes to relieve my boredom.

In addition to that one hour of not being free, the rest of the time I am very free, because my range of activities has been expanded. I can wander around the entire village except for a few places. Of course, I can’t talk to the Miao people, that’s not allowed.

I knew that Boqie was treating me like a pig, feeding me well every day, and sometimes giving me some donkey-hide glue to replenish my body, all for the purpose of my blood. This fact sometimes made me think that I should thank old Boqie for treating me like such an important pig, with a much higher status than the pigs in the village.

Damn, what a fucking tragedy!

Hui Gen was just a little kid, but after a few days of this kind of life, he also sensed that something was very wrong. One day, he came to me and said something very serious: “Brother, uh… no, I think we should do something.”

I was immediately amused. First, the kid wasn’t speaking Shaanxi dialect, but rather speaking Mandarin to me. Second, the kid’s serious look was so funny.

I pinched his cheeks and said, “What do you think we should do? And why are you speaking in Mandarin?”

Huigen slapped my hand away and said to me in a dissatisfied tone, “My master always speaks in Mandarin when he’s talking about serious matters.” He paused for a moment, then walked back and forth in front of me with his hands behind his back, like a little adult, and said very seriously, “Brother, don’t treat me like a child. I’m 12 years old. I heard what you and my sister (Ruyue) said that day. I know this is not a good place. I can see that we are being locked up. Brother, are you going to be locked up for the rest of your life? Aren’t you going to do anything?”

He walked back and forth, making my eyes dizzy. I grabbed him and made him stand still. I was a little surprised. I underestimated this round egg. This kid is really smart. I thought about it and said to Huigen in a serious tone, “Since you know everything, I won’t hide it from you. Our current situation is indeed not very good, but we can’t do anything because it’s dangerous. We can only wait for opportunities, and you just need to stay by my side. Understand that no matter what I do, I will take you with me wherever I go.

Hui Gen still listened to me very much. Seeing me so serious, he nodded and said, “I know.” Then he obediently went to do his homework. He said that his master had told him that he could not neglect his homework every day.

Looking at Hui Gen’er’s small figure, I felt a wave of melancholy. I took out a cigarette and lit it. Yes, it is very risky to keep Hui Gen’er with me, and the responsibility is also great, but I have to do it anyway, just because of that spy. I judged early on that a third party was stirring up trouble, and the envelope only said to keep an eye on Hui Gen’er, so I couldn’t tell which party needed Hui Gen’er.

What if it is a third party? Then no matter if Hui Gen stays in the Miao village or follows Su Rou and Qin Huai back to Beijing, something could happen. On the contrary, only in this village, following me, he is safe.

Why did I take such a risky move? It’s because I carefully observed the villagers when I first arrived in the village. They didn’t show the slightest interest in Huigen. If they had behaved in any way that suggested they were interested in Huigen, I would have used my own body to threaten them and forced Huigen to leave.

As it turned out, I had made the right move, but the situation was even more complicated, and it was hard to see clearly! I took a puff of my cigarette. This battle of wits was even more exhausting than fighting the old village chief. I didn’t know if I could hold on, and find a way out for myself and Huigen in this maze.

If I were to blame, I would only blame the handwriting on the envelope for being too confusing. Since they had already taken the risk of delivering the letter to me, why didn’t they write clearly who was interested in Huigen, who was the spy, and which side was the spy?

Just as I was lost in thought, a hand reached out and took the cigarette from my lips. I looked up and saw Ling Ruxue. I smiled wryly and said, “How come you don’t make a sound when you walk?”

Ling Ruoxue put out the cigarette in her hand, which was half-finished, and said, “It’s not that I don’t make any sound when I walk, but that you are too engrossed in your thoughts. You are a cultivator, don’t you know that cigarettes are harmful? Why do you smoke every day?”

I looked at Ling Ruxue. Was this a sign of concern for me? Under my searching gaze, Ling Ruxue was calm and not at all uncomfortable. This made me feel very uninteresting. For a moment, the two of us were silent.

But this time, it was Ling Ruxue who broke the silence first. She asked me, “Have they done anything to you? If you feel that something is wrong, you must tell me, so that I can help you.”

I understood what she meant. She was worried that I had been bewitched. If that was the case, she could help me get rid of the evil spirits. I didn’t answer her question directly, but instead asked, “Why did you stay?”

She was silent for a long time before she said, “I have a reason to stay, why do you need to ask more?”

I held out my hands and showed her the scars on my wrists. I said to Ling Ruxue, “You see? They didn’t put a jinx on me. They just used me as a blood bank, taking my blood every day. Ling Ruxue, to be honest, I don’t know if I should trust you, but people should have some compassion, right? Look at me like this, and you still want to hide something from me about this village? Or are you just staying here to see if I die of blood loss one day?”

Ling Ruxue lowered her head, and I couldn’t see her expression. Her fingers slowly touched my wounds. Finally, she said, “I didn’t mean to not tell you. I just said that if I couldn’t stop it, I could only maintain the status quo. Knowing it would only cause more trouble.”

“What if I have to know?” Too much fog has already enveloped me and I can’t breathe. I feel that I have to know something in order to decide what I should do next. Even if I have to wait for my uncles to rescue me, I should at least let them know the specific situation of this village.

Ling Ruxue looked up at me and finally said, “If you really want to know, fine, I’ll tell you.”Taoist priest

In this vast land of China, there are many ethnic groups, and the most mysterious of them is undoubtedly the Miao people.

They have lived in the area known as Miaojiang since ancient times, and have had their own glorious history. At one time, they even established their own country in Miaojiang.

At that time, Miao Jiang was just a vague geographical division in ancient China, and the Miao people were also the most troublesome ethnic group for the Han Chinese emperors.

Because the Miao people’s witchcraft and sorcery were so mysterious, and the Miao warriors were so fierce and good at fighting!

But no matter what, everything has its peak and its trough. After the long river of history, the once-glorious Miao culture has finally declined.

The biggest real reason for this has been covered up, but the truth is still known by a small number of people. The biggest reason for the decline of the Miao people is actually because of the internal strife between the black Miao and the white Miao!

Skipping over the complicated history of the struggle, in short, when the Miao people passed down to the Ming Dynasty, there were not many real black Miao and white Miao left. Some of the remaining ordinary tribesmen had long since integrated into Han culture, and some new ethnic groups, because they lived in the Miao borderlands, were also collectively referred to as Miao people.

The real Miao people are a people who care a lot about their own bloodline. When the tide had passed, and in a state of despondency, those Miao people with pure bloodlines chose to migrate, moving the entire village to a deserted place, in a way of avoiding the world and decadence, to continue their own bloodline.

This is what is known as the Sheng Miao (Miao people who do not interact with outsiders). The Yueyan Miao village where Ling Ruxue lived was also relocated at that time. At that time, they were the Bai Miao and also the Sheng Miao.

The same was true of the Heiyan Miao village, except that they were pure-blooded Hei Miao.