Volume 1 In 2007, I was stabbed by my grandmother with the golden silkworm poison Chapter 37 The fla
In the open space in the village, under the glow of a bonfire, I saw Du Ruoga, her two and a half-year-old children, my daughter Mo Dan who was like a flower in the mountains, and Du Ruoga's honest and silent person.
My husband also saw Wu Gang, a guide who liked "Silly Pig Brother". They were all tied up with thick ropes and knelt on the ground, watched by some men in white clothes.
I also saw Master Shanzang.
I arrived at just the right time. This old mage, who was not good-looking, was wearing a black cassock and was preaching something loudly in front of the villagers of Keyang. This time, he was not alone. There were several people who were slightly younger than him standing next to him.
Some monks also wear black cassocks. Since I have been in Myanmar for so long, the monks I usually see are wearing red cassocks. There are also yellow ones, but black ones are only found in this mountain.
Perhaps the black cassock is a unique symbol of this so-called Glang sect.
However, I noticed that there were no people in military uniforms here. Except for the monks, the others were all Kayan people wearing national costumes.
Master Shanzang talked for a while, and then an old woman in white came out and spoke to the kneeling Du Ruoga, as if she was asking questions. I vaguely remember that this old woman in white appeared that night, and she just told us a few words not to get close.
Grand Pagoda. She was one of the leaders in the village. She wore a long string of copper rings around her neck, which made it a little inconvenient for her to lower her head, so she squatted on the ground and talked to Du Ruoga.
Mo Dan was crying next to her, and the old woman in white stretched out her hand to touch her head, as if to comfort her.
Seeing this scene, my face suddenly turned dark.
I thought of the scene at the end of "Lust, Caution" when the man played by Wang Jiazhi and Wang Leehom were both kneeling and being shot. This scene flashed through my mind, and my heart suddenly became entangled: Could Master Shanzang be because of
If they didn't catch us, they would vent their anger by killing Wu Gang who came with us and Du Ruoga who led us into the village?
They have a half-dozen relationship with us. He can't be so perverted, right?
Just as I was watching with a sense of luck, several monks in black had already ordered people to pile up a large wooden shelf, and Master Shanzang had just announced his decision, clapped his hands, and several tough-looking men
So they drove the kneeling Wu Gang, Du Ruoga and a few children to the wooden shelf. I was far away and couldn't see clearly, but I also knew that the wood was dry in the sun and heavy in grease. It was almost
One click and it's ready.
There was a black monk holding a torch and waiting quietly.
I know this guy. He is the Gunu who appeared in Zhailimiao Village the night before. He was holding a giant tarantula and was scolded by Granny Chi Lihua as a Chinuka traitor. I saw him staring at the ground with an expressionless face and making loud noises.
A group of people were crying. The torch moved slowly towards the wooden frame. Just waiting for these people to be tied up and burned at the stake? This is the most ignorant method of religious punishment. I felt an inexplicable regret and sadness in my heart.
The feeling of guilt, the feeling that these people kneeling on the ground were all caused by me.
Then I thought: Why should I bear the sins of others?
The little girl Mo Dan began to cry loudly. Her cry was so similar to Duo Duo's, which made the anger in my heart become more and more serious. I watched the flower-like little girl being dragged by a rude woman.
I pushed my hair towards the pile of wood. I immediately clenched my fists tightly and couldn't help but push forward. However, when I thought that the hairy path was still waiting for me in the small hole, I pushed that *** Master Shanzang away.
After losing the result, my heart froze again, and I kept advising myself: Be calm, be calm, impulsiveness is the devil!
Just when several people were about to be burned, the old woman in white suddenly stretched out her hand, stopped the tribe's actions, and started arguing with Master Shanzang.
Sure enough, if you deal such a cruel blow to your own people, some people will naturally come forward and question this foolish decision.
Only then did I feel relieved.
Master Shanzang was a master of fighting. He did not argue with the woman in white, but took a step back. Several monks in black immediately came forward to talk to the old woman in white. Maybe this decision was too unpopular with the people.
These fellow tribesmen who were punished were really pitiful. The Kayan people who were watching from the side gathered around and participated in the debate.
For a time, except for the gun-wielding guards (who were also from the Kayan tribe) who were on guard, everyone else was caught up in the debate between the two factions, which was very lively.
I started to move forward slowly. The purpose of this trip was to get the clay doll that was used as a substitute for the puppet under the Zamao Trail. If I couldn't find it, I would kill Zenzo. Kill Zenzo.
I don't have any psychological burden on this matter, but the method is really open to question: my most powerful method is to poison. However, the spiritual part of the golden silkworm Gu can be avoided by any practitioner with a little knowledge.
The poison needs to be very close, preferably with physical contact. Therefore, I need to find a suitable location, get close, cast the poison, and escape safely and quickly.
However, I didn't take a few steps before I felt something was wrong.
Not far in front of me, there were actually several people hiding in front of me. These people were dressed in a bit weird clothes. They were the obscene short-dress clothes of the Burmese police. In this evening, if you don't look carefully, some of them can't be seen clearly.
.My heart tightened, what was going on, how could such a person appear? I hid quietly behind a banana tree, and frowned. At this time, the quarrel in the open space had already entered.
At the last moment, it seems that most people in the Keyang tribe have full opinions on this kind of punishment. However, in order to appease his dead men, Master Shanzang must let the Du Ruoga family, as well as Wu Gang who was playing soy sauce next to him, be burned in flames.
, in exchange for life.
This is the contradiction. In the debate between life and death, no one will give in.
This concession finally ended with a sharp howl, and a black shadow suddenly appeared on the pile of wood. The black shadow was only as big as a civet cat, and it looked weird, like a fluffy ball of flesh.
The mouth was opened, and densely packed terrifying teeth were exposed. This howl was made by it, like the sound of a night owl, or a flying cannonball, which lasted for ten seconds. After it ended, everyone fell into silence.
My back felt numb and cold sweat broke out all over my body.
All the people in the Keyang tribe, including the old woman in white who started the dispute, all knelt down and bowed to the ground. They kept kowtowing to the cursed doll that suddenly appeared and recited pious scriptures. Shanzang
The mage pointed at the scary-looking, weird cursed doll and said something loudly. I couldn't hear it, so I made up my own mind: everything is its will and needs to be obeyed.
The dispute disappeared. Although they were very reluctant, all the Keyang people seemed to be afraid of the cursed doll and Master Shanzang who controlled the cursed doll. They lay on the ground and looked at the three adults and three children carefully.
All of them were tied to a pillar near the wood pile, and then the Gunu put the torch under the wood pile.
The lives of six people were about to be taken away by the fire demon at this moment.
At this time, a man in black wearing a white tourist hat strode up to the entrance of the village of Chomuke. Since this was a turbulent place, there were naturally people standing guard at the entrance of the village of Chomuke, but the man paid no attention to the surrounding area.
Blocked and threatened by the Kayan tribesmen armed with rifles, step by step, they slowly walked towards the center of the venue where the Foolish Burning Torture was taking place.
Those people warned loudly, but they could not stop the man in black from advancing. In the end, they all became angry. Except for the two men on guard who were holding guns, the other three people all pounced on the man wearing white clothes.
The man wearing the hat was pushed down.
The man dodged to the side, like a ghost, and struck out like lightning, subduing the three men at once. The two men holding guns were immediately entangled by a group of black-haired bats that flew out of nowhere.
These bats were extremely ferocious. They spread their black and red fleshy wings and pounced on the two people. Almost everyone was attached to more than five black-haired bats, struggling to suck blood. This terrifying little creature naturally caused
Panicked, the crisp sound of rifles rang out in the night, but the man was already seven or eight meters away from them.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, in just a few seconds.
Then, the man in black came ten meters in front of the bonfire on the ground.
Where he came, a large number of gun-toting men wearing shabby police uniforms and several guys wearing black cages appeared, marching in his footsteps, and the few ambushers not far in front of me did not
I concealed my figure again, crossed the stream, and headed towards the open space. The man in black seemed to be talking to Shanzang, but as a foreigner who didn't understand the language and was so far away, I didn't hear anything. In the end
The result was that the two parties failed to reach an agreement, the pile of wood was set on fire, and the flames suddenly jumped up, while the cursed doll at the top flew towards the man in black like an electric beam.
It has a terrifying cry and is very scary.
The man in black made a seal with his hands, which is the sun wheel seal of authentic Theravada Buddhism. After completing the seal, a pair of fleshy palms immediately faced the artificial ghost. I knew the power of that thing. This charged blow was like being discharged from the chest.
In my mind, I was afraid that the man in black would suffer a loss. However, no, the man in black did not even take a step back. His whole body was like a spring, and he shrank back, and suddenly he pushed the plush cursed doll towards
Throw it into the fire.
With this throw, the balance of the wood pile was broken and it collapsed. The burning flames lowered downwards and began to spread in all directions.
Du Ruoga, Wu Gang and others who were tied up nearby screamed in fright.
At this moment, the face of the man in black was facing me. I looked at it carefully and was shocked: How could it be him?
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