readease Chapter 57 Ersi
Chapter 57 Ersi
When Lin Jin went back, he didn’t take the original road. Half of the mountain near Xi Village on Guihan Mountain was a bamboo forest, and the other half was a normal and completely natural forest. Except for Lin Jin, everyone’s firewood was It was cut there, and according to Xiaoqiu, the Meng family gave them a fixed place to cut firewood, as long as the firewood was not cut in that place, she would be able to see it.
Lin Jin bypassed the path they took when they went down the mountain, and walked through a path halfway up the mountain in the bamboo grove, lest they wonder where they cut their firewood. Meng Shi, the unlucky one is herself, her body is already full of scars, if she is beaten severely, she doesn't know if she can survive until the sacrifice and escape.
It's just that she didn't expect that she would try her best to go around in such a big circle and still not avoid them in the end.
The girl who helped her split the bamboo saw her, and was also a little surprised, with a little panic in her expression. Lin Jin didn't know why she looked like that every time she saw herself, and she clearly said no to herself in her eyes. Although he shows contempt and disgust, but when he is in trouble, he will still come to help even if he is reluctant.
"Why are you here? Ma'am asked you to follow us. If you get lost alone, what will I do when I go back?" The girl stared at Lin Jin with a menacing look.
Lin Jin didn't speak, and didn't follow them. He stayed behind and observed the terrain of the bamboo forest.
The girl didn't care about her any more, she carried the bamboo basket and walked in front, but intentionally or unintentionally, she slowed down and waited for Lin Jin. She thought she was covering up her care well, but in fact it was full of flaws, just pay a little attention. She was a little stern, as if she was afraid of something, so she didn't dare to really do any harm to Lin Jin.
Although the bamboo forest here is located on the mountain, the terrain of the mountain is extremely low and flat. Although the bamboo forest is dense, it is difficult to hide.Lin Jin looked all the way and didn't find any place like a cave here. It's probably impossible to hide in the bamboo forest on the day of the sacrifice, but she hasn't been to the deeper part of the bamboo forest, so she doesn't know what's going on there .
There were a total of five girls who came out to chop wood together, most of them were thirteen or fourteen years old. It stands to reason that girls of this age should have endless things to say together, but Lin Jin rarely heard any conversations between them. Any communication, even if there are some necessary words occasionally, can only be expressed with actions, so it is difficult to get any useful information from them.
Seeing that they were about to reach the entrance of Xicun Village, the footsteps of the girls involuntarily slowed down. A younger looking girl timidly approached the girl who helped Lin Jin split the bamboo and asked her, "Sister Hongxie , Is someone going to steal something from the altar again today?"
Only then did Lin Jin know her name.
Hong Mei's complexion was very bad, and she kept looking in the direction of the village entrance. Lin Jin followed her gaze and glanced over, only to find that there was smoke rising from a place at the entrance of the village. , as if burning something.A gust of wind blew by, covering everyone's noses with the oncoming stench. Lin Jin held his nose and took a step back, wanting to ask what happened to Hongxie, but worried about exposing himself.
This place is too evil, definitely not a normal village.
Hong Mei frowned for a while and said, "Don't say anything, just follow me. If anyone dares to cause trouble for me, I will tell my wife when I go back, and see if she doesn't kill you."
The girls followed behind Hong Mei obediently, even their steps and breathing became much lighter.
Lin Jin also followed their example and walked forward with her head down.
When he walked to the entrance of the village, the smell became more obvious. Lin Jin felt that something was wrong. The smell was very similar to the disgusting smell of burnt corpses, and it was also a bit like the pile of bones that had rotted into a handful of bones in an ancient tomb for many years. year stench.
As Lin Jin walked forward, she suddenly felt something sticky under her feet. She was about to look down, but was stopped by Hongxie's hand stretched out from the side.The girls around were all pale with fright, and some timid ones were already crying. Lin Jin didn't dare to make trouble, and continued walking as if he didn't feel anything.
Hongmei's hand on her shoulder was a little cold, and her slightly long nails clasped her tightly, just pressing down on a wound, which caused some pain.
As soon as they entered the village, the black smoke that had just risen from a small area quickly began to spread, and soon, they were in a thick fog that was so turbid that it was almost invisible.The surrounding roads and dilapidated small courtyards of ordinary people were all gone. If it wasn't for the hand behind Hongmei who kept pushing her, Lin Jin wouldn't even know which direction to go.
I could vaguely hear the screams of many people, with extreme fear in their voices, shouting hoarsely, but the voices still spread farther and farther, as if they were taken outside the village.
The dense fog finally dissipated, Lin Jin was still in shock, she didn't know when she walked to the front with Hongxie, and when she turned her head, she found that the faces of those girls were very pale, and the blood that was not much had completely faded away. What was even more frightening was that their right cheeks were all bloody and bloody, as if a piece of flesh had been torn off by something.
Hong Mei looked at her and shook her head: "This is not your business."
After that, she let go of Lin Jin's hand, carried the bamboo basket on her back and walked in the front.
Lin Jin didn't dare to follow the girls who looked like ghosts behind him, so he caught up with Hong Mei and followed her closely.
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Back at Meng's house, Mrs. Meng didn't make things difficult for them today, but let them go after counting the amount of firewood each person cut. According to the previous view, the afternoon was about some chores like washing clothes, which was quite leisurely.
Lin Jin went back to the firewood room and lay down on the bed to relax his weak bones. The cut faces of those girls appeared in his mind again.Mrs. Meng must have noticed when they came back. Lin Jin saw that her lips trembled slightly, but she didn't ask anything, and Hongxie didn't give any explanation at that time, which meant that this might be a common practice or a secretive thing here.
And the sacrifice at the beginning of winter seems to be related to the Bamboo Empress.
Lin Jin took a general look at this place. It should not be considered modern, but it seems that there is no corresponding dynasty in ancient times. Who worked so hard to create such an illusion?
Lin Jinzheng was puzzled, and when he turned over, he didn't notice what was under the thin layer of old clothes used as bed sheets.Lin Jin opened the clothes and took it out, and found that it was a piece of bamboo slips. She got up and removed all the clothes that were spread out, and found that there were many scattered bamboo slips like this, which seemed to be cut open on purpose.
Lin Jin took a piece casually and looked at it:
Thick bamboo poles are used to fish for Qi.Don't you think?Far away.The spring is on the left, and the Qi water is on the right.Women can do it, far away from brothers and parents...
She thought of the person she heard reading in the yard on the first day she came here, and she should have read this poem.
Lin Jin read it over and over several times, but didn't see any deep meaning. Whether that person recited the poem casually, or wanted to use it to remind her of something, everything is unknown.
As the sky gradually darkened, Lin Jin hid the bamboo slips again and went outside to get dinner for tonight. The food was very simple, mostly dry steamed buns and a small bowl of porridge with few grains of rice visible.
The bamboo forest is very close to the village, so when the wind blows, you can hear the rustling of bamboo leaves. Lin Jin sat at the door to eat alone, and the other people living in the courtyard did not come back.Borrowing the dim light of the lantern outside, she took out a piece of bamboo slips and looked at it, on which was the poem just now.
"Don't you think... don't you think..."
While Lin Jin was watching, a small sound of reading suddenly came from behind her. She suddenly stood up and looked back, but there was no one behind her, and the sound of reading came from nowhere. She was not allowed to find her way, and she never stopped.
Lin Jin's nerves were tense, even if the porridge bowl was accidentally knocked to the ground, he didn't bother to pick it up.
The wind was a little tight, blowing the bamboo forest not far away, whimpering like a ghost crying, and it seemed particularly infiltrating in the silent yard.The bright red lantern above the head dangled, and the faint light was like a will-o'-the-wisp in the middle of the night. It could not illuminate any way, but added to the fear.
"Big bamboo pole... don't you think..." The voice was soft and melodious, as if whispering softly in his ear, Lin Jin didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something, and he could even feel the warm breath blowing against his ear.
Just when Lin Jin was about to be unable to hold back the fear in his heart, the voice finally became weaker and then stopped abruptly.
Only a girl's voice can be heard, and no other can be distinguished.
Lin Jin wiped the cold sweat off his brow, picked up the bowl that fell on the floor, and hurried back to the room and closed the door.She stuffed the bamboo slip under the hay for the bed, not wanting to touch it again.
**
The autumn wind was rustling outside the house, and a figure came out from the shadows. She leaned over and picked up a broken bamboo slip that Lin Jin had accidentally dropped on the ground, wiped off the dust stuck on it with her fingertips, and then carefully put the bamboo slip in her arms, Turned around and disappeared into the night again.
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Thick bamboo poles are used to fish for Qi.Don't you think?Far away.The spring is on the left, and the Qi water is on the right.A woman can go, far away from her brothers and parents.
This poem is selected from "National Style · Weifeng · Bamboo Pole"
main idea:
The fishing bamboo pole is thin and long, and it was used to fish on the water of Qi.Don't you think about the old place, the road is far away and you can't return to your hometown.
The spring gurgles to the left, and the Qi water flows to the right.Girls are going to get married when they grow up, and their parents and brothers are far away.