I have been warned before that when traveling around the world, I should avoid touching women, and don’t do anything for the sake of women, as it is easy to fall into trouble.
Between the opposite sex, interests are the most important thing. If the other person can bring me any benefit, then I will take the initiative to contact the other person in exchange for the greatest benefit. Men and women use each other.
However, Magma Jane is an exception.
I just want to save her, no reason.
If there is one reason, it is that I want heroes to save beauties.
We live in a civilized society, and many people don’t know this. In fact, it’s not just Sherpas. For example, the “Mang people” tribe in Jinping County, Yunnan Province believe that a woman’s pregnancy has nothing to do with her husband.
It is just a dispensable carrier. The reason why women conceive children is related to a special "god" worshiped in their tribe.
When women there are about to give birth, they cannot lie down on the bed to give birth. They are required to give birth to the baby standing up.
The husband watched as the woman gave birth to the baby while standing, and then the husband cut the umbilical cord with a piece of bamboo soaked in sheep blood.
Bamboo slices are not sharp, and even if you cut them more than a dozen times, the umbilical cord will not break.
Doing this will lead to premature death of the newborn, and severe hemorrhage or infection in the woman. Doesn’t it sound weird to you? This is the fact. If you don’t believe it, go to their tribe and see it yourself. The prerequisite is that you can sneak in.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, a huge bonfire was lit in the tribe.
The people in the tribe were sitting on the ground around the bonfire, and the ignorant children in twos and threes were chasing and playing around the bonfire. The atmosphere was lively. I watched all this from a distance and clenched my fists fiercely.
It is understood that at 11:30, Magazin will be tied up and carried on a homemade stretcher made of tree branches. After being sent to a certain place, the entourage will hang her up with ropes, just like an animal, with her wrists and ankles
A cut was made on each of them, and he bled to death.
At that time, it was my best chance to save her. Firstly, it was far away from the tribe's base camp to avoid the large army, and secondly, it was easier to escape.
I tightened my trousers, hid my sword and gun, put a crossbow on my back and was fully armed, and lay down in the grass nest to wait. Brother Biao sent someone to look for me, but they couldn't find me because I asked Aunt Mingmi to leave a message saying that I would leave in the afternoon.
Soon, the time has come.
I saw Magadhan being picked up by a strong Sherpa man and placed on a stretcher at the instruction of her mother. Then the strong man knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Magadhan lying on the stretcher.
Size.
The crowd waved torches, and strange screams came from the men's mouths.
The leader, Zami Wang, slammed the wine bowl.
The stretcher was lifted up by four strong men and walked out.
Magmazine's mother knelt on the ground, clasped her hands together, and murmured with tears in her eyes.
"Ignorant! Stupid!"
I hid in the grass nest, cursed secretly, and prepared to leave immediately.
At this moment, Brother Biao suddenly ran out from the crowd holding a torch.
Brother Biao shouted into the darkness: "Brother! Please, brother! We are powerless! Don't come out! Don't come out! Just leave!"
People around looked at Brother Biao curiously. They couldn't understand what Brother Biao was shouting.
I kept a cold face and quietly followed the stretcher team.
As we walked along, under the faint moonlight, I saw Magdalene's expression as she was tied to the stretcher.
There was no curiosity or desire in her eyes, only confusion and fear. Could it be the advice from her mother? She did not scream or struggle, but lay quietly on the stretcher, as if accepting her fate, looking at the flowers, plants and trees on the roadside in a daze.
The stretcher was walking below, and I was running above.
Magmazine tilted her head, as if she saw me, her eyes changed.
I waved to her desperately from afar!
The Sherpa man carrying the stretcher turned to look at me, and I immediately squatted down and hid in the grass.
There is no road at all up here, just grass and various thorns and branches.
There were many bloody cuts on my hands, face, and feet, but I didn't dare to stop for a second and followed closely.
After walking for about an hour and a half, we arrived under a big cedar tree and the stretcher was put down.
