Chapter 56 Rhetoric
Chapter 56 Rhetoric
"This remote country has nothing to entertain you, Miss Yu."
Lu Bingyan poured a glass of boiling water for Yu Sheng and put down a few mountain chrysanthemums.
Yu Sheng stretched out his hands to take the tea cup and said with a smile: "How come, this is already very good."
The tea cup was simple, the clear spring was sweet, and the mountain chrysanthemums were fragrant. What Yu Sheng said was not entirely polite.
Lu Bingyan smiled reluctantly, and occasionally her eyes would fall on the wheelchair where Yu Sheng was sitting.
"Sister Lu, your mother...isn't an aborigine from Jiuxue Village?"
Yu Sheng asked suddenly while holding the tea cup.
Lu Bingyan was startled, and then looked at her with an unnatural expression: "How do you know?"
Yu Sheng touched the armrests of the wheelchair and said, "On this wheelchair, there is the emblem of Botong Hospital, and as far as I know, Botong Hospital... is in Jingchuan City." Yu Sheng raised his head and looked at the expressionless man. Lu Bingyan.
She would notice the hospital emblem because of Bai Yanliang.
She remembered that the first thing Bai Yanliang said to her was to specify the hospital where she was currently staying, and the basis was the wheelchair under her body.
So... that man must also know that Lu Bingyan's mother is a foreigner.
Moreover, she comes from a big city far away from the mountains,
Lu Bingyan obviously didn't expect that Yu Sheng would notice this, let alone that she would recognize the hospital emblem, which most people can't remember at all. She didn't know how to deal with her inquiry for a while.
After a while, Lu Bingyan sighed slightly under Yu Sheng's curious gaze: "You are right, my mother... is from the city."
Really?
But how could a city girl from the capital marry in such a remote mountain?
Even if she found true love, a young woman accustomed to city life would not choose to spend the rest of her life in this village where electric lights are the only electrical appliances, right?
There is obviously something I don't know about here.
Yu Sheng saw that Lu Bingyan was not interested in talking, so he didn't ask any more questions and just chatted with her all over the world.
Because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, Yu Sheng read many books and covered a wide range of topics.
In terms of the breadth of knowledge alone, maybe even Bai Yanliang is not her opponent.
Of course, this is because Bai Yanliang has shaped his own knowledge structure, and he does not want to have too many things in his mind that he cannot use.
With Yu Sheng's deliberate friendship, Lu Bingyan gradually became more talkative.
After all, for so many years, she couldn't find anyone in this village with whom she could communicate.
"Xiao Yu, remember, don't go out at night, don't even open the door. And...for tomorrow's festival, you stay in the house and don't come out."
Yu Sheng's eyes flashed and he asked curiously: "Why?"
Lu Bingyan bit her lip, as if she was struggling, but a strange emotion flashed through her narrow eyes: "Stop asking, just listen to me..."
Yu Sheng nodded, holding the mountain chrysanthemum tea, and took a sip.
……
The village chief's house.
Li Mu admired the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, looking a little surprised.
“I didn’t expect that the village chief actually collected so many ancient calligraphy and paintings.”
The old village chief was sitting on a rocking chair with a cane, his brows furrowed.
Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at Li Mu, and said: "It's not a treasure passed down from our ancestors."
The old village chief seemed to be in a low mood, perhaps because Cheng Zhipeng's body was still in the village.
Li Mu smiled and said: "I think the village chief is elegant in conversation and careful in his choice of words. He must be an heir of poetry and calligraphy. I wonder...how did he end up in such a barren mountain forest?"
Li Mu's words made the old village chief's old eyes light up. He raised his head and saw Li Mu's slightly regretful eyes. "Sigh...Young people don't know something. In order to avoid disaster, our ancestors took their family property, relatives and friends and took refuge in the snow-covered mountains. After that, as time went by, the roads were blocked by vegetation and the fog blinded the eyes. , the way out of the mountain was nowhere to be found, and our descendants have been living in this village..."
The old village chief's voice was long and mournful, with a bit of helplessness and a bit of unwillingness.
Li Mu knew how much he could believe this statement.
The regretful look on the old village chief's face stayed on his face for too long.
Generally speaking, the true expression of human beings is actually fleeting and does not stay on the face for too long.
So... if a certain expression stays on a person's face for too long, then he is probably faking something.
Even without observing these subtleties, Li Mu could still see the flaws in the old village chief's words.
In this village, except for the old village chief, the village chief's granddaughter, and the man named Xiao Bin, almost no one looks normal.
Their skin is dark and rough, they are thin regardless of their height, and their appearance is even more weird.
What is this old man hiding?
"That's it..." Li Mu nodded, and suddenly looked up with interest and asked, "By the way, Mr. Village Chief, I don't know... what kind of festival is the Homecoming Festival? Can we outsiders go to watch it?"
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The old village chief grinned, and the wrinkled skin on his face seemed to bloom like a flower.
"Of course, all of you... I welcome you."
Li Mu also smiled, then turned and said goodbye to the old village chief, saying that he was going to visit the village.
The old village chief watched his leaving figure without stopping him.
……
Bai Yanliang stopped while walking. In this strange village, everyone was coming and going in a hurry.
They all seemed to be working quickly during the day.
Occasionally, Bai Yanliang could see some men removing the black cloth in front of the house and stuffing some food and water into the cage.
The women in the cage were all disheveled, their faces twisted and crazy, but they didn't make a sound.
Why are these female villagers so crazy?
While thinking about it, Bai Yanliang stopped in front of a dilapidated old house.
The sky seemed a bit gloomier.
Here is the second corner of the inverted triangle formed by the houses in the entire village.
When I first saw Bai Yanliang, I noticed the difference.
In front of this room, there is no iron cage covered with black cloth.
In other words... no one lives in this room at all.
Bai Yanliang took a step forward and slowly stretched out his hand to touch the door of this dilapidated old house.
Boom——
At the moment of contact, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind!
Thunder and lightning flashed, the night rain was like ink, and the shrill lightning quickly caused the entire night to fall apart.
Everything turned pale in the flash of lightning, and then darkened immediately, and a figure in the rainstorm looked up to the sky and cried.
The old tree, which has not yet sprouted, stretched out its bone-like branches, like hands stretching to the sky, crying silently.
Fortunately... it was Bai Yanliang who touched the door. His unique perspective immediately noticed his strange changes, and he quickly retracted his hand.
The picture in his mind suddenly disappeared.
However, every question remains.
What was... what did he just see?
(End of chapter)