The quiet mountain, the lingering mist, and the people wearing simple clothes in the mist all seemed a bit strange. The three policemen directly drew their guns, their faces full of vigilance. Xuan Yi also held a talisman between his fingers.
between.
A burst of hearty laughter broke the guard and fear.
"You guys are what Brother Chao said, the police officers in the city. Yes, we are calling the police officers now. Haha, I am the village leader of this village. Brother Chao called me back yesterday. We all went there early.
We are waiting for some distinguished guests on this mountain road."
A fifty-year-old man wearing Ming Dynasty clothes, leather shoes, and a watch on his wrist came out.
Xuan Yi took back the talisman and sword and said expressionlessly: "He is from Dazhen Village."
Several police officers trusted the leader of the special operations group and slowly took back their firearms. However, there was still a trace of vigilance and curiosity in their eyes. Xuan Yi and the four of them followed the villagers of Dazhen Village back.
The village leader was very talkative, but when Xuan Yi saw the other villagers, he rarely showed any expressions.
The look on his face is more numb than honest.
Dazhen Village, due to inconvenient transportation, barely had electricity in this era. The villagers still fetched water for food, and still learned ancient dialects. Because there were many mosquitoes on this mountain, they simply kept wearing the thick clothes of the Ming Dynasty.
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The four people who came up the mountain this time all had their own responsibilities.
Two of them were responsible for surveying the terrain and terrain, and the other was an artillery expert.
From this mountain, you can use a high-magnification telescope to see the sudden mountain range more clearly, and it is easier to determine the parameters of the firearm. Xuan Yi is a disciple of the Wei Ming Sect, and he came here to survey the Feng Shui trend to determine the opposite direction.
This is probably where the evil spirits gather on the mountain.
At that time, focus your attacks with powerful firearms.
In the face of monsters such as monsters and ghosts, it is difficult for ordinary firearms and other kinetic penetrating weapons to work, and it is difficult for ordinary people to lock the target when faced with monsters. However, directly blasting in a large area with open fire and flames, even the ghost king has to escape.
Peel it down.
The survey took about two hours to complete.
The message was transmitted back directly through the portable device. He originally planned to go down the mountain directly, but the villagers of Dazhen Village were extremely enthusiastic and invited the four of them to have a meal before going down. Xuan Yi pondered for a moment and agreed, and the nearest town in the village also
It takes three hours to drive and there isn't much.
They are all mountain side dishes, the meat is domestic pork and chicken, the taste is rich and quite good.
The village leader at the table kept urging him to drink. Xuanyi excused himself from practicing taboos and should not drink. The others also said they would drive later. During the conversation, Xuanyi noticed a woman putting food and drinks on the table.
, and then left with a little difficulty in footwork.
Xuan Yi, who always had an expressionless face, frowned slightly and said:
"That eldest sister seems to have just given birth, why do you want her to do work?"
The atmosphere on the table froze for a moment.
It seemed like someone muttered, but no one was born.
Xuan Yi raised his sword eyebrows, and anger appeared in the corner of his eyes. Muramasa quickly smoothed things over, first scolded the person who spoke, and then smiled at Xuan Yi:
"Don't be offended by Taoist priest about everything in the village. In this era, boys and girls are all the same. It's just the rules in our village. When there are foreign guests around, women don't serve at the table.
, if the Taoist priest insists on letting her come to the table, the old man will call him now."
There is a soft nail buried in this sentence.
If Xuan Yi forces a woman to come over, there will probably be a lot of gossip after they leave.
The young man who had been practicing in the temple since he was young looked a little ugly, but he didn't know how to refute. He could only say no, feeling quite unhappy in his heart. The banquet, which was not very sumptuous, was hastily dispersed. Xuan Yi
The four people immediately stood up and prepared to leave. Most of the villagers also felt embarrassed and gathered around. Muramasa still had a hearty laugh on his face and sent Xuan Yi and the others out.
When Xuan Yi came to his senses, he saw that the woman was not far away and seemed to want to see him off.
But before he could get close, he was already pulled away by another man.
Xuan Yi frowned, and Muramasa stopped him and explained with a smile: "Well, the young couple are having trouble because they failed to give birth to a son. Don't worry, Taoist Priest, I will definitely explain them properly in the future.
As a couple, let's make peace at the end of the bed."
It is indeed a couple's housework. I am an outsider and an outsider, so it is not good for me to interfere randomly.
Xuan Yi became increasingly unhappy, but had no choice but to leave.
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That night.
Dazhen Village.
A short and thin man took a leather whip and severely beat the kneeling woman in front of him.
Beating and scolding at the same time.
What he was scolding was that he couldn't give birth to a son. What was the use of buying you back in the first place? How much money was wasted on me? He also scolded me for actually daring to reach out and touch Brother Chao's daughter last time, which made me worried for several months.
I'm so sorry to call you sister-in-law, but you're so reluctant?!
"And on this note, what does saving you mean?!"
"Are you looking for death?!"
A few more hard whips.
When I was tired from the beating, I sat down to take a breath.
He and the wife he bought have always had conflicts.
Today, when he saw his wife walking towards the policemen, he realized something was wrong. He pulled her back and saw that she was holding a piece of paper in her hand, with the words "Save me" crookedly written on it, and a phone number. He thought
This made him even more angry.
I raised my neck and drank a bottle of Erguotou.
With the help of drunkenness, he was brutally beaten with more than ten whips.
Finally, in front of the woman, he burned the note with the phone number on it clean.
"You will be my wife for the rest of your life!"
"Run, where can you run to?!"
The man was panting and drank again. He sat on the chair and just wanted to rest for a while. He accidentally fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, it was completely dark outside. He tipped the woman's body with his toes and told her to hurry up.
Get up and cook.
But he found that the woman had her eyes open and she was dead.
Being drunk and cowardly, he and Muramasa worked together. The man gritted his teeth and threw the woman directly down the mountain.
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"Mom, I can take care of myself by myself."
"Oh, don't worry..."
"Wait until I go back to see you and my dad this year. I'm sorry."
Memories of the past slowly emerge, then disappear like phantoms.
My name is Dong Yu.
Twenty-three……
I was trafficked.
Sold in the mountains.
Five thousand yuan.
This may be the salary of a college student after graduation. I never thought that it could also represent all the future of a college student, including falling in love, getting married, having children, watching the children grow up, working on their own, getting promoted, finding their dreams, and traveling.
All the dreams disappeared on the creaking wooden bed after a trip.
I'm locked.
Big iron chain.
I finally managed to flatter myself, and I was able to run out.
But I walked so far that my feet were blistered, and I still couldn't get out of the mountain. I saw a car, and I quickly stopped the car. I was so surprised that I knelt down and begged them to take me out.
They agreed, and I got in the car with peace of mind and fell asleep.
That day I woke up in pain.
What I saw was a wooden bed that seemed darker and shorter, and the man's angry red eyes.
I see……
It's a three-hour drive from here, and everyone along the way is from this village.
I can't run out.
They said that I belong here, I don't believe it, but I see in the mirror, the rough skin, the extra wounds from being beaten, this is not me, I don't believe it, but this is me... I feel like,
I seem to have given up...
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I saw the daughter of the driver that day.
She wears very fashionable clothes, very bright earrings, and the perfume is the one I used to like very much.
She stretched out her hand, and her palms were white and tender, just like mine before.
She smiled at me and said hello, sister-in-law.
I seem to see my old self...
No, that's not right.
This is me, this is me!
You stole my original look and my appearance!!
I don't belong here, I shouldn't look like this, that should be my face, that should be my life!
Give it back to me, give it back to me!
I rushed forward and bit the face like crazy. The girl was frightened. All the men and women around me rushed forward and beat me. It hurt, it hurt...
The pain in memory and the pain in reality came up at the same time.
But it was as if there was a layer of mist and it was not clear. The woman fell to the ground, filled with unwillingness. She tried hard to get up, but was unable to do anything. However, she was able to turn around. When she turned around, she saw her own body.
Her heart was cold and despairing, and her heart was filled with despair.
Ah...it turns out that he is already dead.
It rained all night.
But the night rain in the mountains, which originally hurt my face, no longer felt it.
An umbrella hit her head.
There was a man under the umbrella, wearing white clothes. The umbrella covered his face, so he couldn't see clearly. He just whispered:
"Skin, skin, appearance, is more than just appearance... The art of witchcraft has been lost, but the human heart is still the same as in the past, it can still deprive people of their 'skin' and give you another 'skin'. To this day in this world, it is still
It’s the way of the world that depends on the ‘skin bag’.”
Skin...
Dong Yu murmured, his face sad.
Yes, that's right.
His original identity, the life he should have, this is the ‘skin’.
I was robbed of my original skin and replaced with another...