Chapter 523 Hard to Say
Hearing this, several people stopped in their tracks and looked at Sister Bian in astonishment.
Sister Bian looked normal. She smiled and asked them to continue walking. As they walked, she said softly, "Many years ago, the villagers lived off the mountain, relying on mountain products and farming. The life in the village gradually improved. Some villagers supplied some mountain products to the town or even the city. Gradually, our village became richer than the surrounding villages."
"As the family became more affluent, they invested more money in education. For this reason, I became the first college graduate in the village."
"At that time, everyone was very grateful to the mountain and the mountain god. The mountain god allowed us to go up and down the mountain safely and made us prosperous. So every time there was a big festival, many people from every household in the village would go up the mountain to worship. In layman's terms, it should be considered a very prosperous incense."
"Everyone in the village goes to school at about the same time. Gradually, more and more people go out to school, and more young people go out to work. After all, they can't just sit there and eat all the food they have. The older people in the village continue to farm and sell mountain products, while the younger ones go out to work. Everyone has a certain income, and life is getting better and better."
"As life got better, more people started to leave the village. Every time we went up the mountain to make offerings, not many people came back. One day, my mother called me because she was under too much pressure. That's when I learned that the mountain god had not allowed villagers to go up the mountain for two months."
Several people followed Sister Bian along the path in the village, listening to her slowly telling the story of the past. As she spoke, the forgotten scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.
"Those months are when there are the most mountain products and they can be sold at the highest prices. In the first month, everyone held back. In the second month, some restaurants pressed for more, so some people took the risk and went up the mountain. As a result, some villagers who went up the mountain fell into a coma and were sent to the hospital, where they were said to be in a vegetative state."
"At this time, the villagers understood that this was the punishment of the mountain god, punishing us for our greed and our demands, so the village organized people to kill chickens, cows and sheep at the foot of the mountain as offerings."
At this point, Sister Bian walked to the courtyard of her cousin's house and reached out through the doorway to unlock the door. Xia Wange could see clearly that Sister Bian's expression was mocking when she mentioned the mountain god. Her eyes were full of coldness and disrespect. As she opened the door, she whispered, "It would be fine if everyone couldn't go up the mountain, but outsiders can. Outsiders will not be punished, but we villagers who have worshipped the mountain god for generations will be."
"In the third month, the mountain god still did not allow people to go up the mountain. Many villagers could not stand it anymore and hired outsiders to collect mountain products. At the beginning, it was fine. The money and the goods were paid in full. Later, when the outsiders figured out some tricks, they took the goods and sold them themselves. The goods were originally wild goods in the mountains and had no owner. Whoever picked them belonged to them. Who would be willing to put in the same effort and earn less money?"
"The fourth month." Sister Bian invited everyone into the gate and locked it while saying, "The people I hired picked and sold the fruits themselves, so I got anxious and went out to look for mountain products. Then I was trapped in that mountain for so many years..."
Xia Wange's breathing stagnated, and she looked suddenly at Sister Bian, who had a calm expression. Her pupils moved slightly, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
It turns out that the reason is this...
She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists tightly, then slowly loosened them. Finally, she couldn't help but curl up. Her chest rose and fell violently, and her lungs, which had been shaken by the confrontation with the mountain god, ached slightly.
Just when Xia Wange was about to lose control of herself, Lu Qiu gently put his arm around her shoulders and said slowly, "Let's go in. Her mother is waiting at the door. If you really want to get angry, I'll walk outside with you."
Exhaling slowly, Xia Wange tried to maintain her composure. She shook her head and smiled at Lu Qiu, "It's okay, I'm fine."
"The downtrodden mountain god couldn't keep up with the changes of the times, so he wanted to retain the villagers and restore his former glory... Oh, what a wild idea."
The villagers' pursuit of outward development is in line with the times, but the mountain god cannot accept being forgotten. It stubbornly wants to keep its believers in this small piece of land and maintain its incense.
With the development of transportation, it is no longer so difficult for people from outside the village to enter the village. The mountain god naturally wants to control the people outside the mountain, but people don’t believe in the mountain god at all.
The mountain gods can only be angry and rage at outsiders, blowing wind and moving stones, but with the development of equipment and technology, people can gradually overcome these. Moreover, the mountain gods cannot arbitrarily detain the souls of ordinary people, otherwise they will be easily discovered and wiped out by the way of heaven.
The only people the mountain god can deal with are those who have believed in it from generation to generation. They are trapped because of their belief in it.
As I said, if you have a goal, there must be limitations.
The villagers had always hoped that their lives would get better and better from the mountain god, but gradually the mountain god changed. He only wanted the villagers to live in this small village instead of escaping from his control...
Now the original intentions of the two parties have gone in opposite directions.
He is now like a rigid and conservative feudal patriarch, who finds it hard to accept that his descendants can thrive without it, and also finds it hard to bear the loss of his own glory. Finally, in a rage, he can only extend his butcher knife to the people who respect him the most, maintaining his pitiful authority while cutting off the last bit of respect.
"Mom, sister-in-law, I brought Master Xia and the others here. You all met them at that time." Sister Bian introduced them to the woman in the main hall. After that, she turned around and said to Xia Wange and the others, "This is my mother and my cousin's wife."
"Hello." Xia Wange greeted the two with a smile.
Sister Bian's mother was very enthusiastic when she saw Xia Wange and kept talking. After all, she had seen Xia Wange last time when she picked up someone from the police station where she was abducted. She knew that Xia Wange was Sister Bian's benefactor.
Originally, my cousin's wife was a little resistant to the fact that people always came to see her unconscious husband, but after meeting Xia Wange, she became much more attentive. She had long known from my aunt how powerful Xia Wange was, and now she also placed her hopes on Xia Wange, and looked at her with hope in her eyes.
Xia Wange naturally received these hopes, but she felt her heart become even heavier.
After entering the inner room and looking at the middle-aged man lying on the bed, Xia Wange went through the previous procedures and said to the others, "Just wait for one or two days."
"Will he wake up in just one or two days?" My cousin's wife's eyes lit up.
Xia Wange opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. If she didn't wake up after a day and a night, then she would never wake up again...
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