Chapter 174
You can't force the cow to drink water if it doesn't want to, and you can't beat Kui'er if she doesn't want to leave.
Shen Jiao, thinking about making the best use of everything and everyone, flattered her and made one last request: "Good Kui'er, please help me to the end, even if it means helping the Buddha to the west. Please also help me get an identity, even a fake one will do."
Huang Kui'er knew she had to do this, and she curled her lips and said, "I really owed you in my previous life!"
She pulled out a book from her bosom and stuffed it into her hand: "This time, I'm really gone. Everything I had to eat, drink, and use has been taken away by you. There's nothing left for you to want."
Shen Jiao was so moved that she couldn't say more: "Good Kui'er, I didn't know you were so good to me, I really..."
"Alright, alright, I don't want to listen to you. You're not telling the truth. Go away, go away."
She dismissed him impatiently.
Shen Jiao glanced at the book again and said contentedly, "Then we'll see you later!"
She threw the bag over her shoulder and jumped out of the window and ran away.
In less than a moment, someone started shouting "Catch the thief!"
Huang Kui'er glanced at the crowd below, unable to bear the sight, and turned away. She saluted the person who walked out of the dark room and said, "Valley Master..."
The other party completely ignored her and just looked at the chaos below with interest, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.
He was the one who forbade the people in the valley to help each other, he was the one who asked Huang Kui'er to help Shen Jiao, he was the one who sent so many people to catch the "thief" and he was the one who lured the killer here.
Love, hate, and vengeance are too complicated. Huang Kuier can't figure out at all whether he wants Shen Jiao to live or die. She can only say silently in her heart - wish you good luck.
Shen Jiao, who was good at martial arts and escaping, would never die easily. Moreover, she was very familiar with the streets and alleys here. She quickly got rid of those people and slipped into someone else's hot spring, where she quickly washed herself and changed her appearance.
When she reappeared in public, she had transformed from Shen Jiao, who had brought disaster upon herself, into perfumer Tian Shu.
Like a turtle that cowered down and cried while drowning the tree.
When Shen Jiao first saw these two words, she didn't think anything of it. But the more she thought about it, the weirder it seemed. She felt that the name was... weird.
It's probably an illusion.
But this name is really not very good. Why not use two completely unrelated words?
Is Kuier stupid?
But Shen Jiao was also content. Before coming here, she thought it would be good enough to just change her face, but she didn't expect Kuier to be willing to do so much for her.
Shen Jiao felt so happy: I knew I was very likable.
Shen Jiao bought a basket and filled it with flowers, herbs and spices to cover up the medicinal scent on his body. Then he went to Nanmao as planned.
It’s not necessary to mention how many hardships he had experienced along the way. Anyway, by the time he arrived at Zhuwa Village and entered the territory of Nanmao, Shen Jiao was almost as thin as Xue Shun.
The clothes are several times wider.
He is taller now.
Anyway, it doesn't fit, so I have to change it.
Shen Jiao found a cloth shop, spent a long time choosing, and then was pushed and shoved out.
Shen Jiao clutched her purse and said in dissatisfaction, "Hey, hey, hey, don't push it, don't push it. What's wrong with two cents? Two cents is not money, right? I'm not asking for it for nothing. How about I exchange it with you for what I have on me?"
"Who wants your rotten clothes? Go, go, if you want to beg for food or clothes, go to the Stone Tribe's door. I have nothing to give you."
"Does the Shi clan have it?" Shen Jiao's eyes lit up.
The shop owner said proudly, "Wait another six months until the Stone Tribe man's birthday, and you'll have food and clothing."
"Then I would have starved to death."
"That's none of my business."
“…”
Shen Jiao hates this guy so much. Why doesn't he say a single word?
Seeing him turn around and go back to the store, Shen Jiao didn't want to rush in to hit him, so she gave up the idea of stealing anything. She used the last twelve coins to buy some rice noodles and wontons, had a hearty meal, then carried the basket and prepared to go to two graves to borrow some money.
I have to ask people where the dead are buried here.
"Why are you asking that?" The flower-selling woman looked at her warily. "Are you from another place?"
Shen Jiao nodded. "Yes, I'm a stranger, and I'm here to look for my relatives. I have an uncle who died here without children. Before he died, he sent a message to me. I wanted to pay my respects and take him back."
"What are you taking it back for?"
"Fallen leaves return to their roots."
She understood after hearing this: "What nonsense! Why are you the only one here? Why isn't your father here?"
"He's dead too."
"Have you been cursed?" Her eyes changed.
Shen Jiao: "Ah?"
"Otherwise, why did they all die together?"
"They're about the same age, so their life spans will end and they'll die around the same time. There's nothing strange about that, right?"
"How could it be such a coincidence? You should go and take a look. You look pale and something is wrong. You must have been bewitched or cursed. Maybe you'll be the next one."
She spoke with confidence, as if it were true, and asked Shen Jiao,
"Did you offend someone? Did you eat something you shouldn't have eaten? Did you use something you shouldn't have used?"
Shen Jiao: ...
She walked away silently, but her mother-in-law was still very persistent and shouted from behind: "Girl, don't take it lightly. This kind of thing is very vicious."
Shen Jiao walked very fast.
She was short-sighted. There were so many people coming and going on the street, and she just pulled a madman.
This time she looked around for a long time before finding a stranger who looked safe enough to ask.
This time I finally understood. It turns out that they don't bury people here. If a person dies, he or she will become a useless body and will be sent to the mountains to be offered to the mountain god. In fact, he or she is left to be eaten by wild beasts. As for the soul, good people will be reincarnated, and bad people will be eaten by the mountain god.
This is like scaring a child.
The intimidation was particularly simple and crude.
Perhaps sensing her disbelief, the man continued, "Don't talk nonsense. They believe this very much. Some people who have done bad things will cut off their flesh as an offering to the gods and serve the tribe's holy woman in order to atone for their sins. I heard that such bad people will not be eaten after death, but will only do hard labor for the mountain god. Once their sins are redeemed, they can be reincarnated."
Shen Jiao only knew that this place was managed by the tribe leaders and the saint, and that there were many things like poisons and curses, but he had never heard of such a thing.
"Would someone really sacrifice their flesh to the gods?"
"There are quite a lot. If you look carefully, you'll see. Many people here have scars on their bodies."
"They're not afraid of getting themselves killed."
"That means you've committed a serious sin and are being punished by God," he said matter-of-factly. "But most likely you won't die. They have a really good white medicine here that will cure you if you apply it on. But they won't sell it to outsiders."
He was a businessman. He saw a treasure but couldn't get it. Naturally, he would be sad if he couldn't make any money.
Shen Jiao: "Then why don't you buy from the locals? Are they all unwilling to sell?"
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