Chapter 175
"That's not the case. It's just that, alas," he sighed, "the locals can't get this white medicine easily. They have to sacrifice their flesh to the gods before they can use it. And they apply it directly to the wound. They won't let them take it away."
Shen Jiao said, "Is this to prevent them from selling the medicine?"
"Perhaps, but..." He lowered his voice and said, "I think they are also wary of their own people. The white medicine is in the hands of the big clan leaders in the village. Others can't even touch it, let alone know how to use it."
"The big clan boss is unwilling to do this business?"
"Anyway, the people in this village won't let me go. I have to find the others too. They are all hiding in the mountains. Without someone familiar to lead the way, I will lose my life. The people here are not willing to take anyone with them easily. Everything needs the consent of the tribe leader, but the tribe leader just won't agree. What can I do?"
He had drunk quite a bit of wine and had a lot to say.
Shen Jiao thought of the flower vendor and took the opportunity to ask, "Is the Shi clan leader a powerful clan leader? I heard people say he would give away clothes and food on his birthday."
"He's not a big clan leader, he wants to be one. The clan leaders here are all elected by the people in the village. New ones are elected when someone dies. When the big clan leaders here get old, they start to be good people. But you don't have to think about it. Even if they give away clothes and food, they give them to locals, not outsiders. People here look down on outsiders and squeeze them everywhere."
"Why?"
"I wish I knew." He started drinking again.
Shen Jiao comforted him, "Don't be sad. As the saying goes, dripping water wears away a stone. If you come a few more times, maybe they will help you get what you want."
"I'll lend you my blessing."
He was getting more and more drunk. Shen Jiao patted his shoulder, and a little incense spread with her movements.
Seeing that he was confused, Shen Jiao bowed and said, "Thank you for telling me this, brother."
When he said no thanks, Shen Jiao took his wallet.
This is much faster than finding a dead person.
It's a pity that it's just some loose change, and it would be good if I could get ten taels.
He must have hidden the money somewhere else.
These people who go out are not stupid. They have to hide their big money, keep the small ones for spending, and hide the valuables in three layers of layers for fear of being discovered.
Unlike Shen Jiao, who has two thieves' sleeves, there is nothing to hide even if he wants to.
With the money, Shen Jiao felt better. He changed his clothes, found an inn, took a comfortable hot bath, put on several new sachets, and fell asleep.
When she woke up it was completely dark.
People here probably don't have the habit of going out at night. When Shen Jiao opened the window, she saw pitch black everywhere.
Only the night watchman was on the road, and he was very fierce. Seeing that she had the window open, he immediately shouted at her: "Go back and close the window! Go back and close the window!"
The old man is quite nosy.
Shen Jiao had just arrived and didn't want to make enemies, so he listened anyway.
There were also some who didn't hear it, probably from outside the city, and refused to turn off the lights and go to bed, which made the night watchman call the store owner to go and see.
It's very serious.
Shen Jiao didn't ask and slept peacefully. He asked about it the next day, but there was no special reason.
But the tribesmen won’t allow it.
It is said that the day belongs to humans and the night belongs to gods.
The mountain god will come out at night and must not be disturbed.
"Why is the night watchman still outside?" Shen Jiao asked the owner while eating a bowl of noodles.
"It's different. The mountain god will forget the time when he is having fun, and he needs people to remind him. So it's okay for the night watchman to walk on the road at night, but he must carry the life-saving amulet made by the saint." said the owner.
"What if you don't have a life-saving talisman and are still walking on the road?"
"That depends on the mountain god's mood. If he's in a good mood, everything will be fine. If he's in a bad mood and gets disturbed, nothing will be left. Every year, people who don't believe in evil die, especially outsiders like you who are the most disobedient. If you really die, don't blame me for not warning you."
The shop owner rubbed the red mark on his face where someone had punched him, and said indignantly,
"But listen carefully, anyone seeking death can go to the street. No one is allowed to light a lamp in the store after the hour of Hai. If you anger the mountain god, everyone will be in trouble!
It's really unlucky. I forgot to put away the candles yesterday, so someone broke a taboo. What if the elders in the tribe find out? I still have to go and pray for peace."
He muttered something and went into the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a basket and took two strings of money from the counter.
Shen Jiao waved and asked the waiter, "What is he going to do? What is he going to worship?"
"I'm going to worship the mountain god. It's all because of you outsiders that I've been harmed. If the mountain god won't forgive me, I'll have no choice but to cut off my flesh and offer it to him."
The guy looked at him with resentment.
Shen Jiao: "Hey? Isn't this voluntary?"
"This... this is of course voluntary." The guy said this in a tone that sounded like he had to say it, and after saying this he left in a hurry, as if he was afraid that Shen Jiao would ask more questions.
She almost regretted coming here.
How can it be a good place with so many things going on?
But…it’s better this way, these people hate outsiders so much, even if someone comes after her, they will be blocked at every turn, and she can be at ease.
After eating and drinking his fill, Shen Jiao took a stroll on the street.
Putting aside those weird things, this place is pretty good, with beautiful mountains and rivers and pretty people.
They just love to ruin themselves. They all have scars on their bodies, and they are all big. It makes Shen Jiao very upset to see them.
The most outrageous thing is that some children also have it.
What sin could a kid who is not even as tall as a thigh have committed that would require him to cut off his flesh as a sacrifice to the gods?
Shen Jiao didn't understand.
But everyone has their own problems, and she can't do anything about it.
It’s better to go back after the storm has passed.
Shen Jiao wandered around for most of the day but couldn't find a job. He could only steal the money from two strangers and then go back to the inn to spend his days.
I saw the guy with a sullen face.
She also asked with concern: "Is your shop owner not back yet?"
"Yes."
"How is it? Did the mountain god forgive him?"
"No, the tribesmen have sent someone to tell my shop owner to prepare. It's all you outsiders who are responsible for cutting off the meat as a sacrifice to the gods."
"That's true. I didn't harm him. Besides, you didn't tell us, so how would we know the rules here?" Shen Jiao didn't want to take the blame.
"You didn't tell me yesterday!" The waiter became even more angry. "It's as if someone begged you to come."
The other guests didn't like what he said.
"How can you make money if I don't come? How dare you say that nothing good will happen if we come? Those tea, jade and cloth are shipped out by us, so you can make money. You pick up the bowl to eat and put it down to curse your mother. What a piece of shit!" Someone spat fiercely.
The man's eyebrows knitted in anger. "Where are you going to vomit? We've had enough to eat and wear clothes without you. No one has ever starved to death. It's only since you came that the mountain god's temper has gotten worse. We've suffered so much in vain!"
"Bullshit! You call that a god!"
This guest also had a bad temper and blurted out what was on his mind.
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