Chapter 168 Strange Village

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date="2020-12-24"

title="Chapter 168 Strange Village "

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series = ["High Energy QR Code"]

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Xing Ye put his hand back behind him, not allowing the middle-aged woman to snatch the scissors in her hand, and said to the woman: "You are miserable, but why not kill the person who made you so miserable, but kill the weaker one? I?"

After hearing these words, the crazy woman stopped snatching the scissors. Instead, she sat on the ground and cried blankly: "The big hairy and the big girls are all underneath. I'm afraid he will bully them if he goes."

Xing Ye was stunned when she heard her.

He looked at the woman and said nothing for a long time. She was very thin, her face was sallow, so thin that her hands were covered with blood vessels and arms.

On the other hand, Xing Ye’s body is completely different from a woman. Although his arms are not as white and tender as modern children, they are fleshy and not too short. According to the appearance of this family, they really did not treat the children. .

Xing Ye is strong when he is strong, but he really doesn't know what to say when he sees such a woman who has been hit hard both physically and mentally.

I don't know how to comfort, how to change, or how to escape.

He could leave while a woman was hypnotized, but if such a woman left, what would be left of her?

"Is there any food?" Xing Ye said suddenly, "I'm hungry."

The woman stood up in a daze, wiped the tears from her face, and said in a panic: "Yes, you have to feed Xiaomao. You can't go on the road hungry. You can't be bullied until you are full."

After that, she stood up and ran to the kitchen, saying that it was a kitchen, which was actually two rooms in a soil embryo house. One room was built with a soil kang, so that people could live; one room had a stove, and the stove was connected to the soil. For the Kang, the heat of the rice will also heat the Kang, which can save some firewood.

Although the house is dilapidated, it is not messy. Obviously a woman is a hardworking person. Even in such a family, she wants to live better.

She opened the rice tank, staring at the rice at the bottom of the tank, and then she cried silently: "The two catties of polished rice I got from work yesterday is going to be left for Xiaomao."

The gourd scoop in her hand slid weakly, staring at the empty tank with dull eyes. After a while, she took out a wooden bucket and said, "Xiao Mao, mother, go borrow food, you are at home obediently."

"Wait a minute," Xing Ye turned over the tank and cabinet at this time. It was so empty that there was no rice bran, so he said to the woman, "I will go with you."

He must get out of this house and understand what kind of world it is.

One child in three years, six in 18 years, this village must have a sufficient population to sustain such a supply. It is not impossible to follow the speed at which women give birth. But what kind of marriage and the outside world are like, he needs to know, in order to find out whether the so-called mountain god is a legend born under ignorance, or is really a fantasy world.

"Xiao Mao, don't go out, you will be spotted by them." The woman was excited, hugged Xing Ye's head, and hid him in her arms.

This woman may be really crazy. She thinks from the bottom that it is better to die than to live, and she doesn't think that killing Xing Ye is a mistake. She thinks she wants to take her son to enjoy the blessing.

At the same time, she really loves Xiao Mao. Xing Ye's words "I'm hungry" can make her immediately forget her madness and go to cook and borrow rice.

"Why am I being targeted? I am already a sacrifice, what else can I stare at?" Xing Ye asked.

He was going to remind the woman that now he will probably be the object of protection in the village, he will offer delicious food and drink, and it is absolutely necessary to comfort him. Of course, freedom must be restricted. However, at this time, you can use the identity of the sacrifice to get more rice.

Xing Ye was not hungry at all, he wanted to coax the middle-aged woman to cook some food for her, she was too thin.

After hearing Xing Ye’s words, the woman seemed to think of something. She said, “When Big-Hairy was given away as a sacrifice, the village gave money. I just bought rice and the remaining money was killed by that. Take it to gamble, no more."

"What happened later?" Xing Ye asked.

"The Ermao girl was originally owed money to get out. If you don't have any money, you are the same." The woman felt sad again when she thought of her son.

"No," Xing Ye shook his head. "You said before that it was because you owed someone else's money that you exchanged your own child for someone else's child. The money should be paid off. Even if the money sent by the village is not enough to pay off the debt. At the very least, it was sent to the family first, and that person would pay off the debt. There is no reason to simply not send it."

After hearing Xing Ye’s words, the woman's eyes became brighter, not as muddy as before. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, and finally she screamed, “It’s him! He carried me to the village chief’s house to get the money. , To bet again, he is really not a thing!"

"Don't rush to get angry," Xing Ye calmly held down the woman, "When is the money this time, we will grab it in front of him."

When he woke up, the woman was about to kill him, which meant that she had just learned the news and should have had time to get the money. Even if it is too late, the cheap father of this body has no time to spend and can grab it back.

Xing Ye held the woman's wrist. There was no meat on this wrist. Some delicate palms of the boy held her wrist but the bones were knocked out. How thin is she!

"You are not afraid of death, are you?" Xing Ye said, looking at the woman.

The woman touched Xiaomao's tender face and shook her head firmly and said, "My mother and Xiaomao are not afraid of anything together."

Xing Ye said: "People who are not afraid of death, there is no need to be afraid of a scum. Pick up your scissors and kitchen knife to collect the money. If he takes it away, you can find out where he is going. You can kill him, it doesn’t matter. If you cut him, you can get the money back. This is my life-saving money. After receiving the money, we will fill up our stomachs. It is not his turn to splurge!"

The woman looked at Xing Ye and whispered, "Xiao Mao, you weren't like that before. You are so courageous. You are often beaten and cryed by the fat guy next door."

Xing Ye was not afraid of her suspicion, the woman was already half crazy, and Little Wool had just encountered the tragedy that she was going to kill. Under great joy and great tragedy, it was normal to change.

So Xing Ye said with a childish face: "I'm going to die, I'm afraid of getting fat."

He clenched his fists several times and then released them. After he was mentally prepared, he said, "I want to eat with my mother and go happily."

The woman was less suspicious after listening to him. After all, she is a person who wants to die. What does it matter if her son changes? It must be sacrificed to the mountain god.

So she took her son's hand and walked out of the room.

Xing Ye discovered that the village was still quite prosperous, but his family was too shabby and poor, and his brick house lived next door.

It doesn't look like the Republic of China, but it doesn't look like modern society.

Xing Ye, a new countryside in modern society, has seen it. It is much more advanced than here. The yard next door is very large, but there are no modern farm tools such as tractors.

It's a bit weird here. Xing Ye thought.

In broad daylight, it's summer again. When you walk on the road, you can always see people doing farm work. Every family has fields in their yards. Smaller ones grow vegetables and larger ones grow grain.

Xing Ye has seen corn fields and rice fields. He invested in a township development project in the past two years and went to field inspections. He looked at the corn in the yard and didn't think it was planted from an improved seed.

Someone met a woman and him on the road and said, "Aunt Yang, are you going to get the money? Go, I just saw your man walking to the village chief's house."

The middle-aged woman, Aunt Yang, took out the kitchen knife hanging from her waist and rushed towards the village chief's house in a murderous posture.

Xing Ye frowned slightly. These villagers seemed to not care about the sacrifice, and would remind Aunt Yang to get the money.

It was said that the village was quite big. Xing Ye looked over and couldn't see his head at a glance. He was a bit counted for the population of the village, and could indeed support a child in three years.

But there is only one mountain god, so why should give 5? This village is not as simple as ignorance, and there are other inner things in it.

Aunt Yang walked faster and faster after hearing the news, and finally felt that Xing Ye was walking slowly, so she simply put Little Wool on her back and rushed all the way.

She was running as if she was overdrawing her vitality, very fast.

Xing Ye frowned. Can this physique support such speed and strength?

Flew all the way to the village chief’s house and saw a man receiving money from the village chief.

Aunt Yang saw the man and yelled: "You are a thousand dollars, and you have to gamble with my son's money for his life!"

She was afraid of hurting Xing Ye, first squatted down to put Little Wool down, and then rushed over with a kitchen knife.

The man didn't expect Aunt Yang to have such courage. She couldn't dodge for a while and was slashed in the arm by her, screaming with pain.

But his speed was not slow, and at the same time he was cut, he kicked Aunt Yang's belly and kicked the woman away.

Xing Ye's strength was limited, and he couldn't catch Aunt Yang at all. He watched the woman fall to the ground and couldn't get up.

With the knife still on the man's body, he took the money and said, "I still want to get some money. Who knows that this lady is crazy and she has to spend money to see the doctor first."

Xing Ye looked at the money in his hand, which was actually silver coins.

In what age are silver coins still used?

He felt that the village was full of chaos.

The man has a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, and the woman is thin and slender. Xing Ye had just looked in the mirror on the road, but he was born beautiful, completely unlike the children of these two people.

Xing Ye ran to help the woman, thinking about stopping the time without using skills and preventing the man from leaving. At this moment, Aunt Yang, who fell on the ground, crawled under the man's feet, bit his leg, and directly bit off a piece of meat.

Xing Ye: "..."

He looked at the village chief and said, "Aren't you going to stop them?"

The village head is a middle-aged man with the image of a traditional farmer. He wears a vest and his arms are tanned black and red by the sun. Hearing what Xing Ye said, he smiled honestly and said, "No, there will be fights every time."

Although Xing Ye stalked the woman to grab his own money, he really couldn't see through the current development.

At this time, the small mirror hung on his chest moved. Xing Ye saw that the village chief's eyes fell on the fighting men and women. He turned his back, unfolded his clothes, and quickly glanced at the close-hung mirror along the collar.

I saw the words on the mirror: Don’t act rashly, I think everyone here has problems.

Xing Ye originally sympathized with Aunt Yang, but now he feels it is wrong.

He didn't use the skills and QR code, and saw that the man pulled out the kitchen knife by himself and slashed it on Aunt Yang's back mercilessly.

After all, Aunt Yang is a body of flesh and blood. She took half of her life with a stab. She looked back at Xing Ye and said weakly: "Xiao Mao, absolutely can't be a sacrifice anymore, no..."

While speaking, he vomited blood out of his mouth.

At this time, she still had the strength to speak. She stared at the village chief and said: "If Little Wool becomes a sacrifice, I won't be able to kill myself. I want to bury the whole village!"

Having said that, he squirted hard and died.

The village chief who was just watching was shocked and pointed at the man: "He, he, Yang Dazhuang killed his wife, get him quickly!"

In the courtyard where there were only four people, Yang Dazhuang, Aunt Yang, the village head, and Xing Ye, suddenly a dozen young and sturdy men appeared from unknown places. uniform.

The village chief looked at Xing Ye with a long sigh and said: "Little Mao Niang cursed the village before she died. This is unlucky. You have to call the people of the village committee to discuss it."

what?

Xing Ye and Lu Mingze, who were hiding in the mirror, were shocked when they heard this. Such a village with the bad habit of sacrificing mountain gods, a village that uses silver dollars, and a village committee?

Xing Ye had a feeling of extremely chaotic time and space.

When she was just in the hut, Aunt Yang's performance was extremely lifelike, like a desperate mother, the last madness before she committed suicide.

But after leaving the room, Aunt Yang seemed to... behave completely different from the house, like being manipulated by something.

The last words spoken are more like the beginning of the tragedy of some spiritual story.

Think about it carefully, even if the mountain god is very picky, you need to choose one of the five sacrifices. Why do you choose this one every year?

What kind of body did the system give him? What kind of world is this?

"Village Chief, what should Yang Dazhuang do? Do you want to send the village doctor to heal his injuries?" a strong man asked.

The village chief glanced at Yang Dazhuang and said, "If you kill someone, follow the rules of killing."

So he picked up the silver dollar he had just given out from Yang Dazhuang's hand, and said coldly, "Slash a few knives on each limb, throw them out of the village, and leave them for three days. If you can live, it means Mountain God. Ask a doctor to give him. Bandaged, not being able to live is life."