"Brother! Dad killed someone for Aunt Chen and was arrested by the police. The person who was murdered ran to the house and smashed everything in the house. He also said that he would smash it once a day. My family will not be able to live in peace for the rest of his life - Brother, you
Come back quickly, what should we do?"
"Xiaoying, it's okay. I'll go back right away. This family is scum and I won't let them succeed again. Don't cry and take care of grandma."
"You go to hell!"
The knife stabbed out and blood spurted out.
"Cao Mo, you are planning to kill someone with a knife. Do you know that this is an extremely heinous crime? Didn't you think about the consequences when you picked up the knife?"
"My dad has committed a crime, but he also doesn't want to see Ms. Chen being repeatedly pestered, blackmailed, and accidentally killed. And if someone breaks into my house, smashes things, and beats people, don't I even have the power to stop them?
Someone kicked open the door of my house, yelled that they were going to beat me and my sister to death, rushed in, grabbed a bench, and tried to smash it over. I still have scars from the smash. I was scared and my mind went blank, so I grabbed a fruit knife and stabbed it.
Go out, how can I imagine the consequences? Mr. Police Officer, in that situation, do you have time to consider the consequences? I don’t know how the man is now, but since I grabbed the knife in my hand and stabbed it out, you
You can judge whatever you want."
"Pah, are you still quibbling? If you didn't plan it, but just stabbed randomly, how could you avoid the vital point with twelve knives? Yang Jun came to your house to vent his anger because of his brother's death. We are all investigating. He is a smasher.
He picked up a lot of things, but he didn't hurt anyone. You also know in your heart that if he comes again, he won't threaten the lives of your brothers and sisters..."
"Yang Jun came to my house and smashed it. You said it was just to vent your anger and came to the door again. You also concluded that he would not commit murder, but you also concluded that I was deliberately murdering people with the knife. Now you are concluding one by one. I have nothing to say. You.
You tell me how you want the transcript to be recorded, and I'll write it."
"You... bang!"
The scenes of the injury and trial three years ago were repeated in the nightmare, as if tens of millions of tons of seawater were weighing Cao Mo out of breath.
The next moment he woke up violently, as if he was emerging from the water on the edge of drowning.
"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts..."
Cao Mo felt like someone was stuffing an iron rod into the back of his head and stirring it desperately. He felt that the whole back of his head was going to explode. His consciousness was wavering between confusion, disintegration, and fainting again. It was like recalling the past.
The dream was also shattered at this moment.
After a long time, Cao Mo felt as if he had died of pain several times before he regained his composure.
The pain receded like the tide, and the feeling of life after death made him feel like a drowning swimmer who finally broke free and raised his head above the water to take his first breath of fresh air.
He felt reluctant to open his eyelids.
There is a conical straw shed above the head, and the four walls are wooden walls, which are somewhat old. The corners of the wooden walls are badly eroded by rain and insects and ants, and the bright sunlight shines through the cracks as wide as a finger.
There was no decent furniture in the hut. A small fire pit was dug in the dirt in front of the bed. Next to the fire pit were placed three blackened stones and an iron pot was set up.
The wooden bed he lay on was cushioned with soft straw mats.
"Creak!" The wooden door, which felt like it could be pushed down with just a little more force, was pushed open from the outside. The light first brightened, and then the door was blocked by a strong figure, and the light suddenly dimmed.
"Bang-ah!" The big man ignored his height. Even if he lowered his head, he would hit the door lintel firmly.
At this moment, Cao Mo suspected that the entire thatched house was going to collapse under this big man who was as strong as an iron tower.
"Mr. Cao, are you really awake?!" The big man shouted in surprise when he saw Cao Mo leaning over and looking over.
"Kabuja? I didn't fucking travel through time?"
Such a familiar routine is not time travel?
Not even rebirth?
Even if I were reborn three years ago and stopped that scumbag who was already in his early forties and killed someone impulsively for someone else's woman, that would be fine.
"What, time travel?" The big guy had never read the online novels that had just become popular in China in the past two years. He looked at Cao Mo with a question mark on his forehead.
Cao Mo was still very weak and had trouble speaking.
Cao Mo saw Kabuga, the black driver hired by the branch in Draculamo, and confirmed that he should still be in the primitive jungle on the border between Kanem and Benin. Looking at the simple appearance of the thatched hut, he should be the one they entered.
The tribal village where I stayed in the jungle was called Ibogu.
After waiting for a while, before Cao Mo came to his senses, the big man started shouting excitedly outside.
Cao Mo has learned Yoruba from Kabuga for several months and can now understand simple daily conversations.
He could understand that Kabuga was excitedly greeting people outside, saying that he had woken up, and that it was a miracle that he woke up.
Kabuga's excitement was full of sincere joy, which made Cao Mo feel happy.
As the old capital and commercial capital of Kanem, Draculamore can be said to be the most prosperous city in West Africa, but the public security is very chaotic.
In the past two years, more and more Chinese businessmen and Chinese-funded enterprises have entered Draculamo, and violent crimes against Chinese businessmen and employees of Chinese enterprises have also occurred frequently; a considerable number of cases have even been committed by local employees and criminal gangs inside and outside.
Therefore, even if Chinese businessmen and Chinese-funded enterprises have to hire local employees, they are very vigilant and wary; accordingly, local employees have a quite indifferent attitude towards the management and Chinese employees of Chinese-owned enterprises.
Every time Cao Mo wanted to go out for errands, his supervisor Guo Jian would specially emphasize that he could tell the driver Kabuga his destination only after he got in the car.
By doing this, they are worried that if the driver Kabuga knows the destination in advance, he may tip off the criminal gang and block the road and rob them on the way.
Similar cases did not happen twice in Draculamore.
At this time, he felt that Kabuga was excited that he had woken up, and Cao Mo couldn't help but feel a little ashamed for his previous caution.
After thinking about it, Cao Mo felt a little strange again.
It is normal to think that Kabuga's excitement at this time may be due to other reasons.
After all, if something happens to him, Kabuga will most likely lose this high-paying job, which is definitely decent in the local area - think about how decent it was to be able to work as a driver for a foreign-owned enterprise in China in the early 1980s!
Why was my first thought that Kabuga's excitement at this moment was simply because he had woken up, without any other factors involved?
And this idea is even quite strong.
When did you become so easy to trust others?
Moreover, he still trusted the local employees he was always on guard against?
At this moment, an old man wearing a local traditional robe came in with a stooped body. Seeing that Cao Mo could barely hold himself up, he shouted excitedly:
"Ibogu, Ibogu..."
Seeing this dark old face covered with wrinkles like cracked tree bark, Cao Mo confirmed that he was in the tribal village where he settled before entering the mountain.
The old man in front of him was the chief and priest of the tribal village. His name was Felician or Fiancili. He had heard Kabuga introduce him to him before, but he had forgotten it in the blink of an eye.
He also remembered that this dilapidated thatched house was a residence of the chief's family. There were six or seven similar wooden sheds nearby, which were slightly better but not much better, surrounding a small square similar to a grain drying field.
, it can be regarded as the chief’s compound.
Before settling down in the village, I heard Kabuja introduce that the chief is the most powerful and wealthy person in the village. The land with a radius of more than ten miles, the primeval dense forest, and the gold mine deep in the dense forest are all owned by the chief.
, Cao Mo's jaw almost dropped.
This tribal village is called Yibogu.
At this time, Cao Mo listened to the chief shouting excitedly "Ibogu, Ibogu" and looked confused. He didn't know what he meant.
After a while, Cao Mo remembered that Kabuga had taught him that the syllable "Bogu" in Yoruba is the pronunciation of snake, and "Ibogu" seems to mean a spiritual snake or a snake god.
The reason why he lost consciousness and passed out was indeed because he was bitten by a palm-long venomous snake that emerged from the bushes deep in the jungle.
Cao Mo didn't know what it felt like to be bitten by a venomous snake, but when he was bitten, he immediately felt a sharp pain that ripped apart his nerves. He suspected that it wasn't the venomous snake that made him lose consciousness, but that he couldn't survive that moment.
Passed out from severe pain.
Seeing how excited the old man was, Cao Mo thought to himself, was he gloating that he was bitten by a snake, or did he think it was a miracle that he survived being bitten by the green-banded snake?
Thinking of this, Cao Mo felt that he had done something wrong.
The urban area of Draculamo was already dangerous enough, and he was moved when he heard Kabuga say that there were locals mining gold mines in the virgin jungle at the border with Benin in the northwest of Oyo State.
Taking advantage of the fact that Yang Deshan, the general manager of the branch, was away from Draculamore City for business, he encouraged his supervisor Guo Jian to take the driver Kabja and drive together to the edge of the primitive jungle north of Draculamore.
Although the straight-line distance between Yibogu Village and Dracula Motown, where the branch is located, is only about sixty or seventy kilometers, there is no decent road connecting it.
They detoured from Catero City, the capital of Oyo State to the east. The dirt road was potholed and muddy for more than 200 kilometers. In addition to asking questions along the way, they drove for more than eight hours before they reached the ancient village of Ibo.
They rested overnight in the tribe and got up early the next day to walk through the dense jungle and visit where the locals mined gold.
Cao Mo, who has only been in Draculamore City for more than a year, has often gone to the countryside outside Draculamore City in the past, but this was his first time entering the primitive jungle in the northwest of the country.
This time he really saw the African venomous mosquitoes that were like fighter jets. They not only bit people hard and viciously, but also transmitted various diseases.
In the morning, he ate a meal of cassava and beans made by local people in a simple work shed at the mining site. After watching the local people mining gold mines, he suddenly developed a fever in the afternoon.
Cao Mo suspected that he had contracted African malaria, which the locals called Marali.
There is a Chinese clinic near the Draculamore branch. If the vaccine taken when going abroad fails and you contract African malaria, it is usually said that a few shots at the clinic will be effective.
Cao Mo wanted to rush back to Yibo Ancient Village, Guo Jian, and Kabuga drove him back to Draculamo City for medical treatment overnight, but he didn't expect that not long after he left the mining shed, he was killed by a palm-long snake that came out of the depths of the jungle.
bitten by a poisonous snake.
He was unaware of his identity at the time, and vaguely remembered having some nightmares, but when he regained consciousness, he was already lying in the house of the chief of Ibogu Village.
Where is Guo Jianren?
Except for the old chief talking excitedly to Kabuga, Cao Mo didn't see his direct supervisor at the branch, Guo Jian, walk in.
Cao Mo learned Yoruba from Kabuga for several months, but he still only knew some simple daily conversations.
The chief and Kabuga talked so quickly that he was confused and couldn't understand what they were saying for a long time.
Kabuja saw the confusion in Cao Mo's eyes and translated in English: "Chief Felician said that their tribe has not seen the Yibo Ancient Spirit Snake for several years. However, people who are bitten by the spirit snake can still survive.
Before you, there was only the great witch who led the tribe to live and survive on this land two hundred years ago. The great witch had the ability to see into people's hearts. After his death, he left a prophecy that if anyone in the tribe was bitten by the ancient Yibo spirit snake, he would not die.
, will also have the ability to see into people's hearts just like him!"
Damn it! That palm-long one looks like it was painted in circles with green paint. Is it a spiritual snake?
Listening to Kabuga's narration of the old chief Felician's words, Cao Mo wanted to roll his eyes.
The Yoruba are the third largest ethnic group in Kanem, distributed in Oyo, Ogun and other states in the northwest, with a total population of more than 30 million in Kanem.
Over four hundred years of colonial history, European and American Christianity has spread extremely widely in the local area. At present, most Yoruba people are believers in Christianity, but there are also some Yoruba tribes who continue to maintain their original religious beliefs.
According to Kabuga, the ancient village of Ibo not only maintains the traditional religious beliefs before colonization, but also regards the poisonous snake that bit him as a totem of faith.
That's quite bullshit.
However, Cao Mo thought that he was still on someone else's territory and did not want to be beaten by society. No matter how disdainful he felt, he had better keep his mouth shut.
And since he finally woke up and was not dead, he thought about asking Kabuga to find Guo Jian quickly, and then drive him back to Draculamore for treatment.
He was afraid that if the falciparum malaria in his body, or the snake venom temporarily suppressed by his immunity, would attack again, he would really die here.
"Mr. Guo..." Cao Mo opened his mouth. He wanted to ask where Guo Jianren was. When he opened his mouth, he could hear how weak his voice was.
"Mr. Guo thought you were dying, so he drove back to Dracula Moor first, saying that he wanted to report to the company's General Manager Yang and then rush back to help you deal with your funeral affairs!" Kabuga said with a look of embarrassment.
Hearing Kabuga say this, Cao Mo almost jumped out of the hospital bed: Guo Jian's grandson thought he was dead, so he went back to Dracula Mo first?