I stood up from my seat: "Brother Biao, what did you just say!? Say it again?"
Wang Chao said: "I heard it all. Brother Biao said that he had to sacrifice that Magenta."
Push the person directly to the wall! The thunder crashed and knocked down a table and chairs! I pinched Brother Biao's neck with both hands, and said with red eyes: "Sacrifice! You killed the little fairy!"
Brother Biao slapped my arm hard.
Wang Chao was startled and ran to pull me away.
"Where is she! Brother Biao, tell me quickly! Where is she!"
Wang Chao said loudly: "Brother, calm down! Let go! Brother Biao wants to say something but can't speak out!"
I hurriedly let go of my hand.
Brother Biao covered his neck and coughed hard for a while. He turned pale and gasped: "Brother...Brother, before I finished speaking, I almost made you strangle to death! We are about to prepare to sacrifice her, so
tonight!"
I also gasped and asked: "What does sacrifice mean?"
Brother Biao made a motion of wiping his neck with a knife.
I was instantly excited and pushed Brother Biao to the wall again! I pinched his neck and yelled: "Damn it! Is your tribe sick? This is not the Shang Dynasty! Magmazhen is not a slave! Why do you sacrifice others!
Is there any more royal method!"
Brother Biao was choked by me twice. He got angry, pushed me away and said angrily: "You think I am willing to do this! I can't make the decision!"
"What bullshit Imperial Master! After all, I have never integrated into them! I am just a passerby! I am just a passerby! What can I do!"
My face was extremely gloomy! I took out the gun from my waist and slammed it on the table!
"Brother Biao, I will listen to your explanation first, and then I will take her away tonight."
"Brother, what do you mean?"
I loaded the gun and fired a shot to the top of my head without hesitation.
"Bang!"
From the roof of the wooden house, a large number of pieces of wood fell down and fell on the table.
"That's what I mean!"
Seeing that I had a gun hidden on my body and that I didn't hesitate to shoot, Wang Chao's expression changed and he sat aside without daring to say a word.
"Okay! You want to know why, right? I'll tell you why!"
Brother Biao looked gloomy and asked me: "Who are the ancestors of the Sherpas?"
I said Dangxiang people, and the next higher up is the ancient Qiang people.
"That's what you think! It doesn't matter what you say! It doesn't matter what I say! They all think they are descendants of the Snow Mountain people!"
"Back then! Their ancestors almost froze to death on the snowy mountains! Later, it was said that they survived by sacrificing living people to Montenegro. This ceremony was called Montenegro sacrifice! It continued in the Sherpa tribe until the early Qing Dynasty and was not abolished!
In addition, there is a very ancient stone tablet in their tribe, and there is a record on it, which records that this kind of Black Mountain Festival is called not!"
"Trouble him?"
"I'm not making fun of him! I'm just vomiting him! Damn it, I can't pronounce it either! It's not the English pronunciation! It's an ancient pronunciation of their tribe!"
Brother Biao's words made me think deeply. I remember the history of Liao Dynasty, and it seems that there was indeed a kind of tribal Black Mountain Festival.
It is said that the living people were pulled into the mountains in horse-drawn carriages, then hung up with ropes and tied to trees, and dedicated to a mountain god called "Tang Gui". The original record of the Liao Dynasty is: "The dead are not allowed to be buried in tombs, and they are sent off with horses and carriages."
Even if you put it on a tree on a large mountain, you will not obey the rules and offer it to the ghost."
The nature is a bit like the Luohua Cave Girl from Miao territory, who dedicated the little girl to the cave god.
It's all nonsense and useless.
When I came back to my senses, I said anxiously: "Then you sacrifice others! Why are you sacrificing my little fairy!"
Brother Biao stared.
I immediately said it was Magmazine! If you change someone else, you can be burned, drowned or hanged. I will never care!
Brother Biao frowned and said: "The leader must imitate his ancestors! The candidate for sacrifice can only be the youngest, most beautiful, and purest girl in the tribe! In other words, she is a "virgin."
"This matter was decided by the leader! I can't overturn it! Besides, Marjane's mother also agreed! Her mother said that if she could save the entire tribe, she would be willing to sacrifice her daughter."
"That's nonsense!"
I'm so angry! Angry for their ignorance!
Magazin herself is definitely not willing! Why should her mother and King Zami make the decision for her and say she is willing?
"Brother, listen to Brother Dang's advice. Just pretend you're passing by and you'll be fine after tonight. Otherwise, how many bullets can you have in this gun? Ten rounds? Even if you can kill ten people!
Where’s the rest? They’ll definitely eat you alive!”
"Where does Magdalene live? I want to see her."
"You can't see it! The Black Mountain Festival starts tonight! More than a dozen people are guarding the place. How do you go in to see her?"
I rubbed my face vigorously, put the gun on my waist, turned around and left the cabin.
I looked back and saw that Brother Biao didn't chase him out. I guess he was trying to avoid suspicion.
The people in the tribe were all staring at me, with curiosity and hostility in their eyes.
Suddenly, a strong man in the crowd, about one meter away, with a big body and a round waist, blocked my way. He stared at me and muttered "Hu Ka Hu Ka!"
I understand this. It means that you don't like me and want to fight with me.
I turned left and continued walking around him.
Behind his back he was still mumbling something incomprehensible.
My eyes grew cold and I turned around sharply! I kicked him in the crotch! The man bent over and knelt down in pain. I quickly picked up a stone on the ground and hit him on the head!
This man opened the gourd on the spot! Blood flowed all over the floor.
"Pooh!"
"Hu Ka, your mother Hu Ka."
Everyone around me looked at me and didn't dare to come forward. Sherpa people have rules that if adult men fight in a duel, it won't matter even if one of them is killed. Instead, the winner will get the title and respect of the tribal warrior.
Knowing where Aunt Mingmi was, I ran to find her, explained with some explanations, and asked her to take me to Momazhen's house.
Magmazhen's house is very simple, just a small wooden house without even a bed. There are many simple tools, medicinal materials, water ladles and bamboo dustpans hung on the walls.
The more I talk, the more excited I get!
Her mother may have understood what I meant, but her face became extremely angry! She pushed me out directly! Then she slammed the door!
Brother Biao didn't dare to help me, and her mother also shut me out. All matters in the tribe, big or small, were decided by the leader! No one else dared to resist!
I can imagine that Mama Jane is locked in a dark room now. She must be helpless and scared!
Just like Brother Biao said, I only have a gun, but there are hundreds of people in the tribe! If they come hard! I will be overwhelmed by the crowd and beaten to death in an instant.
Reasoning? That's even more impossible! I don't understand the basic language!
It's getting dark soon, what should I do now...
If the head is here, if the head is me, what will he do?
I squatted on the ground, smoked three cigarettes in a row, stood up, and watched the sun gradually set.
