People's ability to adapt is amazing, at least I think so. On the third day, I had already adapted to the blood collection that the old man in Poche took at noon every day. I felt it was no more uncomfortable than getting an injection. I also got used to the damn blood test here every night.

The weird screams, the inability to move within an hour after blood collection, etc., are all childish to me. In short, I feel that other than these, my life is quite carefree.

Every day the meals are delicious and delicious, and they are all good food. There are also fruits to eat. If you need anything, just tell the Miao people guarding outside and someone will take care of it immediately. For example, I found out yesterday that I had brought it in my luggage.

One of the cigarettes in my bag was gone. I said something and someone immediately gave me two cigarettes. It would be impossible to live here without cigarettes to kill my depression.

In addition, except for that one hour, I was very free the rest of the time, because the scope of my activities was relaxed. I could wander around the entire village except for a few places. Of course, I couldn't talk to those Miao people. That was

Not allowed.

I know that Bo Che is raising me like a pig, providing me with good food and drink every day, and sometimes giving me some donkey-hide gelatin to replenish my body, just for the sake of my blood. This fact makes me sometimes can't help but think,

Should I be grateful to old man Poche for treating me as a pig so important that my status is much higher than that of other pigs in the village?

My day, so damn sad!

Hui Gen'er was just a child, but after a few days like this, he also noticed that something was very wrong. On this day he came to me and said to me very seriously: "Brother, uh, no, I

Do you think we should do something?”

I immediately became happy. Firstly, this guy didn’t speak Shaanxi dialect, but instead spoke Mandarin to me. Secondly, this guy’s serious look was so funny.

I pinched his cheek happily and said, "What do you think we should do? And why do you kid speak Mandarin?"

Hui Gen'er knocked off my hand and said to me very dissatisfied: "My master always speaks Mandarin when he talks about business." At this point, he paused, then clasped his hands behind his back, like a grown-up.

, walked back and forth in front of me and said seriously: "Brother,

Don't treat me like a child. I'm 12 years old. I heard what you and sister (Ruyue) said that day. I know this is not a good place. I can also see that we are locked up. Brother, is it possible?

Are you going to be imprisoned for the rest of your life? Why don't you do something?"

He was walking around so much that my eyes were dazzled. I caught him and stood him up. I was a little surprised. I underestimated this round guy. This guy turned out to be very shrewd. I

After thinking for a while, he said to Hui Gen'er in a serious manner: "Now that you know everything,

I won’t hide it from you. Our current situation is indeed not very good, but we can’t do anything because it is very dangerous. We can only wait for the opportunity, and you, you just need to stay by my side and understand that no matter what I do,

I’ll just take you with me wherever I go, you know?”

Hui Gen'er still listened to my words. Seeing how serious I was, he nodded and said, "I understand." Then he went to do his homework obediently. He said that his master had told him not to lose his homework every day.

Looking at Hui Gen'er's little figure, I felt depressed. I took out a cigarette and lit it. Yes, taking Hui Gen'er with me is very risky and has a lot of responsibility, but I have to do it. I just have to do it.

Because of that spy, I don’t know who the spy is. I judged early on that there was a third-party force coming to wade into this muddy water, and the envelope only said that I should be optimistic about Hui Gen’er, so I couldn’t tell which force needed Hui Gen’er.

.

What if it is a third-party force? Then no matter Hui Gen'er stays in the Miao village, or follows Surou and Qinhuai back to Beijing, something might happen. On the contrary, he will only be safe if he follows me in this village.

The reason why I was so risky was just because I observed carefully when I came to this village. They were not interested in Hui Gen'er at all. If they behaved a little bit wrong, then I would judge that this village was interested in Hui Gen'er.

If they are interested, then I will use myself to threaten them and let Hui Gen'er go.

Facts have proved that I took the right step, but things are more complicated and confusing, making people trapped in fog and unable to see clearly! I blew out a puff of cigarette. This kind of battle of wits was more difficult than fighting the old village chief. I didn’t even know myself.

Can you hold on and find a glimmer of hope for yourself and Hui Gen'er in this confusing situation?

The only thing to blame is that the writing on the envelope was too confusing. Since you took the risk to deliver the letter to me, why didn't you clearly write down who is interested in Hui Gen'er, who is the spy, and who is the spy?

?

Just when I was lost in thought, a hand reached over and took away the cigarette from my mouth. I looked up and saw who it was if it wasn't Ling Ruxue? I smiled bitterly and said, "You can't walk no matter what."

Without sound?"

Ling Ruxue extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette in her hand and said: "It's not that I don't make any noise when I walk, it's that you are too absorbed in your thoughts. As a cultivator, don't you know that cigarettes are harmful? Why do you do it every day?

Never leave your cigarette?"

I looked at Ling Ruxue, does this mean she cares about me? Under my probing eyes, Ling Ruxue was calm and not uncomfortable, which made me feel very boring. For a while, the two of them were silent.

But the difference this time is that it was Ling Ruxue who broke the silence first. She asked me: "Did they do anything to you? If you think there is anything wrong, you must tell me so that I can help you."

"

I understood what she meant. She was worried that I had been poisoned. If so, she could help me remove the poison. I didn't answer her question directly. Instead, I asked: "Why do you want to stay?"

She was silent for a long time before saying: "I have a reason why I must stay, so why do you need to ask more?"

I stretched out my hands, and there were several unhealed scars on my wrists. I said to Ling Ruxue: "See? They didn't bewitch me, they just used me as a blood station, drawing blood every day."

.Ling Ruxue, to be honest, I don’t know whether I should trust you or not, but people have to have some sympathy, right? Looking at me like this, what else do you want to hide from me about this village? Or are you just staying here to see what day comes?

Am I bleeding to death?"

Ling Ruxue lowered her head, and I couldn't see her expression clearly. Her fingers slowly touched my wound, and finally she said: "I didn't mean not to tell, but I once said that if I can't

If you stop it, you can only maintain the status quo, and if you know it, it will only increase your troubles."

"What if I must know?" Too much fog has enveloped me and I can't breathe. I feel that I must know something before I can decide what I should do next. Even if I have to wait for my uncle and the others to save me, at least

Let them know the specific situation of this village.

Ling Ruxue raised her head and looked at me, and finally said: "If you definitely want to know, fine, I'll tell you."

﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡The dividing line of the puzzle﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡

In the vast land of China, there are many ethnic groups, and the most mysterious one is undoubtedly the Miao.

They have lived in the place known as the Miao Territory since ancient times. They have had their own glorious history and once established their own country in the Miao Territory.

At that time, the Miao territory was just a very vague geographical division in ancient China. At that time, the Miao people were also the ethnic group that caused the most headaches for the Han emperors.

Because whether it is Miao witchcraft or Gu magic, they are all so mysterious, and Miao warriors are so tough and good at fighting!

But no matter what it is, if it has its own peak, it will definitely have its own trough. After the long river of history, the once glorious Miao culture has finally declined.

The biggest real reason for this has been covered up, but the fact is still known by a small number of people. The biggest reason for the decline of the Miao people is actually the infighting between the black and white Miao people!

Skipping the complicated history of struggle, in short, when the Miao people passed on to the Ming Dynasty, there were not many real black and white Miao people left. Some of the remaining ordinary people had long since integrated into the Han culture, and some new ethnic groups, because

People who live in Miao territory are also collectively called Miao people.

The real Miao people are a nation that cares very much about their bloodline. The situation has passed. In despair, those Miao people with pure bloodline have chosen to migrate and moved the entire village to a deserted land. In a decadent way, they

To continue your own bloodline.

This is the so-called Shengmiao (Miao people who have no contact with outsiders). The Yueyan Miao Village where Ling Ruxue is located also migrated at that time. At that time, they were white Miao and Shengmiao.
Chapter completed!