Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-two: Heavy Misunderstanding
The drunkard was probably still drunk, but the degree was much lighter than before. Before Xie Zhe could react, he immediately jumped up and snatched the pancake from Xie Zhe's hand. Looking at the way he was devouring it, it seemed that he hadn't eaten for a long time.
It is not difficult to imagine how he lived a hungry and full life before wandering alone in the town. The three of them couldn't get angry, they just watched him silently stuffing the half piece of cake into his stomach.
In the end, he stared at the remaining half of Wenying's hand.
Han Zhang took a step forward and took the initiative to hand the food in his hand in front of him. Without any hesitation, he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth. Sure enough, he choked after all, and Wenying handed the prepared water bag to him.
Give it to him. In the end, Wenying's dinner could not escape his grasp. After a lot of tossing, he burped loudly. After the gas in his stomach was expelled, he felt that his stomach was empty again.
"Do you guys... still have something to eat?" he asked pitifully, not the slightest bit wary.
"No more." Han Chang shook his head and asked him again, "Since you have eaten our food, let's ask you a few questions. Isn't that too much? Just answer them truthfully."
"I probably know what you are going to ask... burp." His stomach twitched again, "You are from outside... the locals are not so kind. They bother us and want to drive us away or simply beat us to death.
us."
Wen Ying asked: "How many more are there like you? Are you all from that - that burned down village?"
"That's our hometown. I've lived there since I was a child, but I know better than anyone that we can't go back."
"Because...the house is gone."
"No, that's not the case. Hiccup -" The drunkard was shocked again and hiccupped.
Xie Zhe glanced at the brother and sister, then looked at him. He took a step forward, got closer and asked, "May I ask your age? You seem to be older, but apart from being thin, you are also considered healthy."
The drunk scratched his head: "Uh... uh, are you in your twenties?"
"Twenties?!"
Wenying couldn't help but exclaimed, and Han Chang, who was leaning on the pillar, also subconsciously leaned forward. Neither of them expected that such a downcast and vicissitudes of life in front of them was just a young man in his early twenties. His hair
It was obviously white, and his skin was like fallen leaves that had not completely lost water. His teeth were also black and yellow. I wonder if he smoked too much.
"I went there, but he is the strongest boy in the village...otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive now, right?"
He trembled, as if he was smiling, but the corners of his mouth were not raised. Xie Zhe felt that this question was a bit rude, but who would have thought that things would be like this. He paused, and then asked:
"We may... mention some slightly offensive questions. We want to know what kind of changes have happened in your hometown. This will inevitably mention your wounds. You see-"
"Ask." The drunkard was more open-minded. This time he burped, "burp - vomit." This ball of air was buried deep in the stomach and almost lifted out the pancake he had just eaten. "Anyway, I
Nothing is left, only a dead life. If you are barefoot and don't mind wearing shoes, you can ask whatever you want. Hiccup... uh, my head really hurts."
"You should drink less." Wenying sighed, "Oh! You are still stealing and drinking. What if someone really beats you up? You brought this problem on yourself."
Wen Ying's words were rude, but they were not wrong, so neither Han Zhang nor Xie Zhe said a word. The drunkard didn't take it seriously and yawned long before replying lazily:
"Otherwise? If you die, you will die. There is no point in living. My parents are gone. My wife just married her two years ago, and the child has not even changed his horoscope, so he got together with Lao Li.
Bah! I was dying for her before, but now that the curse has been lifted, I think about it and let it go, it’s none of my business... It’s just that I’m used to being with her, so I’m a little concerned about her.”
"Well... let's get to the point. Regarding your family affairs, let's say less and make less mistakes." Xie Zhe tried to comfort him and said, "Then, in your memory... what happened in that village?"
"What's the matter? Well, let me think about it, it's just that little bit of nonsense..."
So the drunkard started talking nonsense, wishing to start talking about it when he crawled out of his mother's womb. Let them talk about it, and finally fast forward to the part where he married a wife. His wife was about the same age as him, and she was very beautiful. Now,
His mouth also looks like
She looked like a fairy daughter. But she turned out to be carefree, like a goblin. She slept on the same bed with countless people out of sight of him. He really hated and loved his beautiful wife, and indulged himself in all his muscles.
If you can't control your wife, you can't scare your lover.
Later, a woman came to the village. The woman looked pitiful and sweet, and claimed that she had fled here with her brother. Her brother was mute, could not speak, and was a bit dull. He probably had some brain problems. The villagers sympathized with her.
Then give her a temporary place to stay and let her recuperate for a while before leaving, or she can stay and live if she wants.
As a result, that night, the woman seduced the man who took her in and climbed onto the bed in her guest room. His wife was furious and wanted to reason with her. Unexpectedly, the woman's brother had already prepared to use them
A pair of rusty scissors penetrated his wife's back. And her man was as stunned as a demon, marrying his wife-killing enemy as his new wife.
All this could be concealed at first. After all, the old couple at home were greedy for life and feared death, and they loved their son deeply. They were especially afraid of the young and beautiful new wife. It didn’t take long before, under the pressure of her and her son, the old man
He took on all these charges and left a suicide note, claiming that his old wife did not listen to her parents-in-law, so he killed her. After having no choice but to write a whole lie, the old man's name was left hanging.
Liang committed suicide. When the old lady saw the body, she went crazy. She rushed to the street and made everyone aware of the murder of her new daughter-in-law. But she was crazy after all, and not many people believed her, not to mention that the woman was full of rhetoric.
With her pretty face, she made everyone stunned, and her husband-in-law interceded for her. No one suspected that her son would slander his parents, so the matter was over.
Now it seems that all this is very clear, but no one chooses to believe it. Later, she still went around attracting bees and butterflies, seducing the souls of one man after another. In the end, the men in the entire village were thinking about her.
Looking at her, the more he looks at his "wretched wife", the more displeased he becomes.
Eyes. The relationship between husband and wife is not harmonious, and quarrels occur from time to time, one house after another, day after day, and sometimes there are even fights. Men contradict each other, women make noises, and children cry, all without stopping for a moment. I don’t know where.
From one day on, the village could no longer welcome peace.
The woman disappeared, and she didn’t know where she was going. On the first morning when she disappeared, everyone received a small flower at their door. Although the flower was picked, it was very fresh. The flower had
There are some pink and white flowers, and some people also received yellow ones. Such flowers cannot grow in this place. They have never seen them before and find them strange. The women either throw away the flowers, or find a container with water and put it in first, or even
Many people wear it on their own or their daughters’ heads.
Gradually, women are as confused as men. Those men know that the person they yearn for can no longer be seen, and strong feelings must find a suitable place to place them, so the target becomes anyone - anyone they want.
Someone you liked before, or chose to take on the relationship later. The same goes for women. Some people are right
Their own husbands are more loyal, but some people also go to express love for other people's husbands. What's even more bizarre is that some of the latter's targets actually accept it. Some of their wives are angry about this because they think they are deeply loyal.
They love their husbands; some people don’t show it at all because they are also thinking about others.
The village is becoming more and more chaotic, and people are distracted. In the end, people are only immersed in their own feelings, and they only want to see things and people they are willing to see. Regardless of men, women, old or young, they all choose the most explicit and primitive way.
express their feelings, one and two are addicted to
Lustful things. People with poor health will die after missing a few meals. Only some people are still rational, but they are not completely rational. The terrible thing is that even if only their bodies are left, their lovers still have eyes.
He is the most perfect and most beloved person in his heart.
Of course, all of this was sorted out by Xie Zhe based on the drunkard's statement. The situation he described was naturally from his own perspective. He was thinking about his wife, but he didn't know where her wife had gone - she might have died somewhere.
His lover's bed. At that time, his restless heart became very uneasy. He hugged his wife's quilt all day long and refused to move even half a step.
"All of this is a curse... Of course, knowing this, it's time for the curse to be broken. A group of female onmyojis came to us and burned everything clean. The woman who first came here was a monster, and we are only now
After reacting, they burned the spell left by the banshee that was parasitic in the village, freeing us from the dilemma of lust. But no one thanked them, not even me..."
"Why?" Qianying was puzzled. But her brother seemed to understand something.
"The fire also burned many people to death. Of course... this was a shield for the surviving villagers. They, uh, we - actually all just wanted to protect ourselves. Although the life in the fantasy world is actually rotten and stinky, but
Dreamers don’t think that people live in this world just to be happy. Who would choose to spend a long time boringly compared to a short, happy life? "
"Why can't you choose the latter?!" Qianying was even more confused.
"Girl, you don't know," the drunkard shook his head and said with contempt, "Only when you experience the taste of love yourself will you know whether it's worth risking your life for."
Xie Zhe said coldly: "Being bewitched by sorcery cannot be called love at all."
"Stop tarnishing the word love," Han Chang said with a bad expression, "Let's talk about what those female onmyojis look like."
"I can't remember this," the drunkard rolled his eyes, "I'm not kidding you. Our favorite people and things are gone, our home is gone, and no one wants to look at them. No matter how bad the illusion is,
It’s better than not having a home at all.”
Xie Zhe said: "How about you think about it again?"
"Oh, my stomach... is making noises with its growling noises. Why can't people remember it?"
Han Chang understood what he meant and took out a silver ingot like a magic trick. Xie Zhe saw that it was real and said nothing. As expected, for him, the cost of prying open his mouth was not high.
"Yeah, yeah, I remember it again! That's right, there is a woman wearing a curtain, whose face can't be seen clearly; and there is another one, dressed in red... The other two sisters look younger and look a bit similar
.One of them even advised everyone to cheer up...the other one didn't say anything from beginning to end, maybe he is also mute."
"Who are you talking about?!"
Xie Zhe suddenly shouted loudly, and even Han Zhang was frightened.
