I ran to the window and looked out.
The streets that were bustling just now were now deserted and deserted.
There was no trace of anyone at all.
Jin Zi was still recovering from her injuries and could not be released to follow her.
However, one thing was certain, the person she met was probably not someone from the Palace of Hell.
No one in the Palace of Hell could arouse such a big reaction from her.
Who could make her so excited?
It was an uneventful night, but Ma Junyao never came back.
Dachun and Sister Shiliu were very happy that Ma Junyao didn't come back.
Lingshan Village is the most remote village below Baoji.
The first half of the journey is open to traffic, but the back is not open to traffic at all.
We changed cars three times and finally walked on the mountain road for half a day before we reached the edge of Lingshan Village.
Along the way, there are mountains within mountains, and mountains within mountains.
Anyone who is sold here has no chance of escaping.
Now I understand why so many trafficked women are unable to escape.
On this kind of road, if you walk on your feet.
It would be weird if he died on the road.
It was noon when we arrived, and there was smoke curling over Lingshan Village, looking quiet and peaceful.
The village is built on a small mountain ridge on a branch of the Qinling Mountains.
This is also the origin of the village's name.
I looked at the village carefully.
Dozens of brick and wood houses are almost piled together.
It firmly occupies a nearly 200-meter long strip of terrain on the mountain ridge.
“This village is so weird” Dachun stood at the foot of the mountain and watched for a long time before he could say a word.
Dachun is right, this village is really weird.
Most villages are built with their backs to mountains, but this one was built directly on the ridge.
Once the wind blows and it rains heavily, there is no protection at all.
Moreover, there is only one footpath less than two meters wide up the mountain.
With such terrain, I don’t know how the village was built in the first place.
The mountain is not too high.
I made a rough estimate and found that it is only about 700 to 800 meters high.
The fellow villager who sent us here didn't want to stay here at all.
When we arrived, he told us that the people in this village were strange and rarely had contact with outsiders.
Finally, with a word of caution, he drove the carriage away, not wanting to stay any longer.
When we climbed up, there was a rough man wearing a shabby military cotton-padded jacket squatting at the end of the village.
He was smoking a homemade cigarette and looking at us.
"What for?"
After staring at us for a long time, he stood up and asked carelessly.
His eyes were also very ruthless, and he couldn't help but look at Sister Pomegranate who was standing at the end.
"Where are you looking?"
Dachun frowned and asked angrily.
"No, I didn't look anywhere."
When Dachun got angry, he shrank back, closed his clothes, and asked carefully: "Are you from other provinces?"
"I haven't heard of anyone buying a daughter-in-law these days."
Before we could answer, he reached out and scratched his hair that was stuck together.
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He brought out a piece of scalp like snowflakes and murmured to himself.
When I heard this, I immediately understood that this idiot regarded us as human traffickers.
It seems that there were many people selling people here in the past.
I am afraid that many people in the village got their wives in this way.
"What are you thinking?
We are here to travel and stay overnight.
Which hotel in your village can accommodate us?"
Dachun scolded him, then acted in his true self and asked carelessly according to the character of a Northeastern man.
As soon as he heard that we were here to stay overnight, this guy immediately became energetic.
He introduced himself: "My name is Wang Ergou.
Not only is my house the biggest in the village, it's pretty much it.
There are plenty of places.
You three can live here for only fifty."
"It's okay if I'm thirty."
Seeing that we didn't say anything, he took the initiative to lower the price, and he might lower the price again at any time.
"I'll give you a hundred a day and another fifty for accommodation.
How about you lead us around the neighborhood these days?"
I waved my hand.
Made a price he couldn't refuse.
"OK" Wang Ergou grinned, scratched his head again, and another piece of snow-white scalp fell off.
Cowardly, greedy for money, and foul-mouthed, this was the first impression Wang Ergou gave me, and it was also the reason why I wanted to hire him.
If you want to understand the arrangements of the Palace of Hell here, people like Wang Ergou are indispensable.
Wang Ergou's house is the third to last one at the east end of the village.
We met two villagers along the way.
They looked at us first and then teased Ergou.
Asked him if he had gotten rich and had a mother-in-law come over.
Wang Ergou immediately became angry and shouted at the top of his lungs that we were here for a trip and had been staying at his house for the past few days and that we were his owners.
I paid attention to nothing else.
The two villagers' eyebrows were all black and shiny, which was a sign that they were about to die violently in the near future.
Compared to the two villagers, the timid and wretched Wang Ergou is much healthier.
Although he is a bit dirty, both his face and the aura on his body indicate that he has longevity.
When I entered Wang Ergou's yard, I was a little surprised.
One thing he didn't lie to me was that his yard was really big.
There are three large rooms in the main house, and three large rooms in the two wing rooms on the left and right.
Not to mention the three of us, there can be room for a few more.
And the house is quite nice.
It was very clean, which was completely inconsistent with Wang Ergou's appearance.
With his sloppy look, it was a bit surprising that he could keep the yard so clean.
What surprised me most was that there was a well in the yard, and there was a well on the ridge, which was hard to understand.
I leaned over and took a look at the well.
It was more than fifty meters deep and the diameter of the opening was about one meter.
The inner wall is made of granite.
"Er Gou, how did you dig this well back then?
The mountains are full of rocks," Dachun asked with a raised voice.
An unnatural look flashed in Wang Ergou's eyes, he folded up his old cotton-padded jacket and said vaguely: "Who knows how it was done back then.
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This must be hundreds of years old."
"I also asked back then how it was done, and even the elders didn't know."
Seeing us staring at him, he answered again and came to the well.
After hesitating for a moment, he threw a wooden bucket down and said, "I'll get you some water and you can clean it up."
I stared at his movements, his hands were shaking a little.
His eyes were staring at the bottom of the well, as if he were afraid of something coming out from below.
Fortunately, everything was normal.
He easily lifted a bucket of water.
The moment the water was lifted, he breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Why are you so nervous carrying a bucket of water?"
I asked with a smile.
"No, I'm not nervous," Wang Ergou stuttered back.
"Two dogs, come out" Dachun and I sandwiched him on the left and right.
When I wanted to press him, a strong voice suddenly came from outside.
"Hey, here we come."
Wang Ergou looked happy, squeezed the two of us away, and trotted out.
Dachun and I walked a few steps outside and looked outside.
The man named Wang Ergou was a skinny old man.
The old man was holding a white cloth towel on his head.
Although there was not much flesh on his face, he looked like he had a lot of flesh.
The stock is fierce and vigorous.
When Wang Ergou came forward, the old man dragged Wang Ergou to him, pointed to the yard and said a few words in Wang Ergou's ear, with a very anxious expression on his face.
Wang Ergou bowed again, apologized again, and finally whispered in the old man's ear for nearly three minutes.
The old man let go of him, glanced at him hesitantly, threatened in a low voice, and then left.
"Who is so cruel to you?"
The old man hasn't gone far yet.
Dachun deliberately asked loudly.
Wang Ergou had a sad face and couldn't help but apologize, saying: "That's the head of our village.
I have to listen to his instructions."
"He's also doing it for your own good.
It's not peaceful recently, so let me take you and be careful."
Finally, Wang Ergou explained again.
"Okay, let's help my brothers clean up."
Dachun nodded and pointed to the yard.
Wang Ergou immediately followed in with a dog-legged attitude and a smile.
"You bitch, how the hell did you lead people to this yard?"
Before he had even taken two steps into the hospital, a curse came from outside.
Hearing this sound, Wang Ergou's face changed again, he turned around and jumped out immediately.
Dachun and I looked at each other.
This Wang Ergou had something to hide from us.
This was probably not his home at all.
This son of a bitch seemed timid, but for a few dollars, he really dared to fool us
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