"The holy medicine is made from hundreds of precious elixirs. No matter who takes it, it will improve their physique and prolong their life... You just took the holy medicine, and most of the medicine's power is still in your body. Now I will dismember you.
, then throw your broken corpse into a pot and boil it to extract all the medicinal power contained in your body, and then refine the holy medicine again... Although the power of the holy medicine will be greatly reduced in the end, it can still save my life at a critical moment.
..." the middle-aged man said slowly.
Ma Xiaoyao was immediately frightened. What the hell? Dismember yourself? Then throw it into a pot to boil? How could this middle-aged man who looked like a gentle man in front of him be so vicious? Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched uncontrollably.
Then he twitched again: "Brother...you...stop joking with me...this kind of joke will scare people to death..."
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man sneered: "Do you think I'm in the mood to joke with you? Well, stop talking nonsense and get ready to die." At this point, the middle-aged man pointed at Ma Xiaoyao with two daggers.
As he walked over, there was a strong murderous aura emanating from his body. Judging from his posture, he really wanted to kill Ma Xiaoyao.
"Brother, don't get excited, we can discuss it carefully..." Seeing the middle-aged man being serious about it frightened Ma Xiaoyao. He managed to survive, how could he die again? Besides, he was still dismembered? Ma Xiaoyao
He was very weak at the moment and had no ability to resist at all. He could only let the middle-aged man slaughter him. At this moment, Ma Xiaoyao felt extremely regretful. If he had just made a fuss and said that the black gold dagger was passed down from his ancestors, wouldn't it be fine? It was all his fault.
Too honest. Sometimes being too honest is not a good thing. Ma Xiaoyao's face turned pale: "Brother, as long as you don't kill me, I can give you any compensation. Really, I can give you any compensation...
"
The middle-aged man stopped and glanced at Ma Xiaoyao with an indifferent expression: "Any compensation?"
"Yes, yes! As long as you don't kill me, I can give you any compensation!" Ma Xiaoyao said hurriedly: "To be honest, I am very capable outside. No matter what request you make, I will agree..."
The middle-aged man snorted: "It seems you are afraid of death."
"As long as you are a human being, there is no one who is not afraid of death." Ma Xiaoyao smiled bitterly: "Brother, do you know how many people there are in the world? It's more than six billion. In the vast crowd, we can meet. How wonderful it is.
What an amazing fate? Buddha once said: Five hundred passes by each other in the previous life will lead to one chance encounter in this life! Brother, if we can meet each other, it means that we have passed by each other five hundred times in the previous life.
...What an amazing experience this is, we must cherish this hard-won encounter...I will regard you, eldest brother, as my best friend, no, as my best relative! From now on, you will be my dear eldest brother!
I am your biological brother! I will go through fire and water for you, no matter what!"
The middle-aged man's face twitched fiercely: "You can really talk nonsense, you even brought the Buddha out."
"No, I'm not talking nonsense, I'm telling the truth!" Ma Xiaoyao said seriously: "Brother, you don't have to believe what Buddha said, but you must believe in God's will. It was God who allowed me to get this black gold dagger, and then I will
God sent me to you again... Why did God do this? Because God wants us to get to know each other, wants us to be friends, and wants us to become relatives. You can't live up to God's painstaking efforts..."
"Damn!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but cursed, and reached out and tapped Ma Xiaoyao: "Shut up! If you talk nonsense again, I will kill you!"
"I'm not talking nonsense, I..." Ma Xiaoyao wanted to continue to deceive, but the middle-aged man no longer gave him this chance.
"Okay, shut your mouth!" The middle-aged man gave Ma Xiaoyao a hard look: "Do you think I can let you go if you just say a few words? Stop wishful thinking!" As he spoke, the middle-aged man
He threw away the black gold dagger.
"Whoosh!"
"Pfft!"
The black gold dagger flew past Ma Xiaoyao's forehead, chopped off a strand of hair, and then plunged into the wooden wall.
"Ah..." Ma Xiaoyao exclaimed. Just now, his head was almost cut open by the black gold dagger... After passing death again, Ma Xiaoyao was really about to collapse... Damn it
Yes, is there anything so torturous?
After throwing the black gold dagger, the middle-aged man's anger seemed to have calmed down a bit. He glanced at Ma Xiaoyao, who had a stiff expression, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Promise me a condition, and I will spare your life."
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses and said hurriedly: "Brother, please tell me! No matter what the conditions are, I promise you!"
The middle-aged man walked over, took back the black gold dagger, and then put it into his arms along with the red cloud dagger: "Be my son-in-law."
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoyao was stunned, and then his eyes widened: "Brother... you... what did you say?"
"I said I would let you be my son-in-law. As long as you are willing to be my son-in-law, I will spare your life." The middle-aged man repeated.
"This...this..." Ma Xiaoyao felt that his brain was a little out of use. What did this middle-aged man mean? Asking himself to be his son-in-law? Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched fiercely: "Brother, are you serious?"
The middle-aged man nodded: "Of course it's true, how about it? Do you agree? If you agree, I will spare your life and take good care of you. On the contrary, if you don't agree, then...
Just prepare to be dismembered."
"No, brother, why do you insist on me being your son-in-law?" Ma Xiaoyao said depressedly: "First of all, you are not familiar with me, you don't understand me at all, maybe I am a bad person with bad conduct? Secondly, I
He looks very average, right? And he’s not young either, he’s already in his thirties…”
"I don't want to know you, and I don't care about your appearance or age. What I care about is your identity..." The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Forget it, I'd better explain it to you, otherwise you will definitely not be able to trust me.
Son-in-law, let me introduce myself first. My name is Dongfang Haoran. I am currently the owner of Wuyou Village. Oh, your current location is Wuyou Village. My ancestors are from the late Ming Dynasty. At that time, in order to avoid the war,
, led a large number of tribesmen to live in seclusion at the bottom of the mountain. My ancestors discovered this place accidentally. The geographical location is remote, the environment is quiet, and it is very suitable for seclusion... There were thousands of tribesmen who came to live in seclusion at that time, and they all lived together.
, we fell in love with each other and lived a very comfortable life. Later, my ancestors gave the village a name, called Wuyou Village, which means that we hope that everyone can live a carefree life. "
Hearing this, Ma Xiaoyao showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that ancient hermits really existed in this world.
"At the beginning, the village was very prosperous, and the population also increased rapidly. At its peak, the population reached more than 10,000 people, but then..." Speaking of this, Dongfang Haoran showed a heavy look on his face: "After that,
About a hundred years later, the population began to slowly shrink, and women's fertility was getting lower and lower, and the children they gave birth to were also very weak. Some children were even born with deformities and idiots...
He will die in a few years..."
"How could this happen?" Ma Xiaoyao frowned.
"Alas..." Dongfang Haoran sighed: "At the beginning, the people in the village didn't know what was going on, but as more and more children with deformities occurred, some people realized that all these were close relatives.
Caused by education.”
"A close relative?" Ma Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment.
"Everyone is originally from the same ethnic group, and there will be more or less blood relationships. As time goes by, the blood relationship between people will become closer and closer, so the children born will become deformed." Dongfang Haoran said with a bitter smile.
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"How was this problem solved later?" Ma Xiaoyao asked. Ancient people did not have a very strong concept of marriage between close relatives.
"There is no solution." Dongfang Haoran shook his head.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoyao was stunned: "It's not resolved? What do you mean?"
"It just can't solve this problem." Dongfang Haoran said: "The tribe needs to reproduce. Even if we know that close relatives have poor fertility, we can only accept it. Everyone is trying their luck. If you are lucky, you will give birth to a healthy child.
Everyone is happy with a healthy child, but if you are unlucky and give birth to a deformed child with a weak constitution, you can only accept your fate."
"You guys are really..." Ma Xiaoyao said in a dumbfounded voice: "Since you clearly know that having close relatives is not good for future generations, then you shouldn't do this! You just said that after more than a hundred years,
Later, the issue of close relatives gradually became serious. At that time, the Ming Dynasty had already perished, and the Qing Dynasty was ruling China. The society at that time was still very stable. You can leave here and go to
Living outside, marrying people outside and having children? In this way, wouldn’t all the problems be solved?”
"Did the Ming Dynasty perish?" Dongfang Haoran was stunned, then nodded: "Yes, the Ming Dynasty at that time was suffering from internal and external troubles, and it was indeed difficult to sustain it. In fact, Emperor Chongzhen at that time was also a diligent and good emperor. It's a pity that
I was born at the wrong time... You just said that the Qing Dynasty ruled China? Alas... In the end, the Qing Dynasty still took over the country... So, now the Qing Dynasty rules the world outside? "
Ma Xiaoyao shook his head: "It's not so long ago. The Qing Dynasty collapsed many years ago, and now it's... How should I put it? It's a new world and a new society outside. There is no emperor anymore, and everyone is living quite happily.
Bar."
"There is no emperor anymore?" Dongfang Haoran's eyes widened: "How can there be no emperor in this world!"
"It is true that there is no emperor anymore..." Ma Xiaoyao briefly recounted the external events.
