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As soon as Brother Yaozi's words came out, the few people joking in the tent immediately fell silent.

Originally, we were secretly rejoicing for the hard-earned opportunity to recuperate, but when this happened suddenly, we looked at each other in confusion and felt a little uneasy.

"I said, one moment it is definitely a human being, and the next moment it is said not to be a human being, is it really a human being?"

Lao Bai lowered his voice and muttered. There was only a layer of rags blocking the place, so there was no need to think too much about sound insulation. However, the doubt on his face was clear: "Is it possible that you can have better eyesight than Mr. Zhang and Miss Xinya?"

Okay? Who are these two people? You just have nothing to do and become a bandit in the old society. Don't try to seduce the morale of the army."

Brother Yaozi took a deep breath, and for the rare moment he did not argue with Lao Bai, he just said: "When it comes to my eyesight, I am definitely not as good as the two of them, but I, Yaozi, come from a humble background, and I can still tell the height of my eyebrows. Anyway, I

I feel something is wrong, but then again, no matter how sharp the eyes are, Er Yatou and my uncle will always make mistakes. Don’t forget that there is something on Jingzhe that they can’t see where it is!”

When he said these words, he frowned, and his hand holding the Nepalese saber tightened and loosened. It was obvious that he had a strong desire to attack due to nervousness and was constantly restraining himself.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be hypocritical, my master pondered and asked: "These people are already very pitiful. It can be seen that they must have really survived the Japanese invasion of China. It is not easy to live. Without real evidence, it is best for us to

Don’t use weapons rashly!”

"Don't worry, uncle. Although I, the kite, am fooling around, I am not killing innocent people indiscriminately. I know what I am doing."

Brother Yaozi gritted his teeth and shouted: "Since you want to know what's going on, I'll show it to you!"

After saying that, he quietly touched the side of the tent, took the Nepalese army knife and lifted the rag slightly upward.

What caught our eyes was a pair of severely twisted and somewhat ulcerated feet.

This foot has obviously been bound recently.

People today probably have no impression of foot binding, a bad custom in the old society, but I once heard my grandmother say that this kind of work is a complete cruelty to women. Women’s feet are bound tightly when they are seven or eight years old.

Remember, when you grow up, your foot bones will be completely deformed. Some girls' feet develop earlier. In order to achieve the so-called "three-inch golden lotus" effect, they will even pinch their foot bones alive. Some girls really can't stand it.

, he would quietly untie the foot-binding cloth, and almost all of his fingers would be filled with blood and pus, which already smelled bad. Sometimes the blood would seep into the foot-binding cloth.

The feet in front of me had obviously been bandaged not long ago, and blood could still be seen on the outside of the dirty footbanding cloth.

I have some impressions of the owner of these feet. She is a little girl sitting in a daze between two tents. Her facial features are delicate and pretty, but she is too dirty and her clothes are very tattered. She is just like the girl sitting in the village in "Bullfighting" and giggling.

Huang Bo seems to be.

In order to avoid being discovered, Brother Yaozi quickly put down the rag curtain and whispered: "You all saw it, right?"

"So that's what you meant?"

Zhang Xinya frowned and said: "It is true that footbinding has long ceased to exist outside, but don't forget, these people fled here during the old society. They have not had contact with the outside world for decades, and they still have the ideas of the old society in their heads.

The morbid aesthetics of the Three-inch Golden Lotus have not been corrected yet, so it is normal for children here to still have their feet bound."

"It's not this, it's... those shoes!"

Brother Yaozi whispered: "Women with bound feet cannot wear normal shoes. They can only wear small shoes or shoes with exposed insteps. But... didn't you find that this girl's shoes are too old? They are so rotten.

, obviously worn for decades, the soles were worn out several times, and they were pressed with cloth and sewn on... If she really just had her feet bound, she should have been wearing these small shoes for a few days!!"

"You mean, this girl didn't just have her feet bound at all?"

My master thought for a moment and understood what Brother Yaozi was saying: "Do you suspect... that people in this village ate black mustard seeds and became Shiyi?! This girl looks young, but she has actually lived eight years.

Ninety years, because when you swallow black mustard seeds, everything on your body will stop instantly, including wounds, age, appearance, etc.!"

"Yes, yes, that's what I mean!"

Brother Yaozi scratched his head: "You also said that Lord Water chooses a concubine once every hundred years, but it takes a long time for Dragon Lady to give birth. Some may take decades. If there really is Lord Water here, there may be more than one Dragon Lady.

, if we can catch it, they might be able to catch it too!!"

"This doesn't make sense. Could it be that you killed a dragon lady and left a psychological shadow? Your thoughts are all about Shi Yi."

Lao Bai curled his lips and said: "How many years have these people been trapped here? All they use are the few things they brought in before. And how many possessions can ordinary people in the old society have? If you open the belt, it is just a few pots, pans and a few

It’s a rag, where do you want this girl to find new shoes? Maybe she’s wearing leftovers from her mother!”

This is also true.

Brother Yao Zi glared, sat down on the ground, spread his hands and said: "Oh, I can't explain clearly, but I just feel something is wrong. I feel very uneasy and feel uncomfortable all over. Everything seems reasonable, but it's

Something is wrong everywhere, I have felt this way before, and every time something fatal happened, such as...that time when I was a child."

Everyone knows Brother Yaozi's past. When he mentioned his childhood, he must have mentioned the time when his head was chopped off.

Now, even Lao Bai is no longer a bitch.

"The stakes are high and we proceed with caution."

My master finally made this decision.

If what we have in front of us is a pile of big rice dumplings or lonely ghosts, as long as we dare to kill people, we will do it when we should, but it is different now. This is the twenty or thirty number in front of us.

He's not a bandit who kills without batting an eye, so it's impossible to kill Brother Yao Zi just because of his unreliable judgment, right?

For a moment, none of us had any intention of joking, and we all sat in the tent with sad faces.

Not long after, there was a faint aroma wafting in from outside.

I can smell it, it's the smell of barbecue.

Although I didn’t feel hungry after eating Long Po Niang, I hadn’t eaten anything steaming for several days, so the aroma still aroused the glutton in me.

A middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties lifted the curtain and got in. Behind her was a dirty little boy, who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old. He was at an age where he could escape, but this boy was

With an expressionless face, he followed closely behind his mother.

The middle-aged woman was holding a pitted foreign porcelain plate with several grilled black fishes in it. She placed the plate in front of us and then said with a smile: "My mother-in-law said you may have been hungry for a long time.

, We don’t have anything delicious here, so you should eat some of this cushion first.”

Lao Bai looked at the grilled fish on the plate and was already swallowing his saliva. However, when I saw the steam coming out of the fish, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, but there was nothing unusual on his face.

He smiled and asked: "Sister-in-law, what do you use to make fire and make rice? Besides, I saw that the grilled fish is sprinkled with salt, do you still have salt here?"

"Hey, although it's dark here, there are everything you should have."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said: "Not far from us, there is a strange forest. I don't know what kind of plants it is. It is like a rattan. It can survive without light, and it will bloom and bear fruit every now and then.

We saw that the thing was dry, so we took it back and used it as firewood.

After passing that forest and walking forward for a while, we saw some strange stones, and there was even mountain salt formed in the cracks of those stones. We relied on these things to survive.

Come and try it, it’s definitely not as good as the outside, but at least you’ll be full.”

Her answer seemed to have no omissions, but it sounded a little different to my ears.

The conditions here are simple, just like camping. When we came here, we didn't find any stove. If we wanted to make a fire, we could only make it on the ground.

For a family of twenty or thirty people, fire is indispensable for cooking every day, not to mention heating. Over time, black marks will definitely be left on the ground.

However, I looked around here when I came here, and there was no trace of any fire at all!

At first, I thought they had been living a life of eating hair and drinking blood, but now grilled fish suddenly appeared. Isn't this strange?

I kind of agree with Brother Yaozi's point of view, and I don't dare to touch those fish at all, but I really can't say that I would fall out because of this discovery.

My master and the others will probably not attack because of this, and they would rather be wrong a thousand times than kill one person in vain!!

My mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about what to do. As the woman greeted me several times and was about to leave, my eyes happened to fall on the child.

if……

If you really want to determine whether these people are Shi Yi, I'm afraid... there is only one way!

In the blink of an eye, I had an idea, smiled "haha" at the woman, immediately took out a grilled fish from the plate, and handed it directly to the child: "Here, eat one!"

The child immediately stepped back, a trace of disgust clearly flashing in his eyes.

I pretended I didn't see it and just reached out to pull the child, as if I thought the child was a little afraid of strangers.

The child immediately stepped back, but my hands were faster and I grabbed the waistband of the child's trousers. I used strong force and pulled hard, with the only intention of tearing his clothes.

If he is a human being, then we can feel completely at ease. In this way, it can be treated as an accident and the child will not be hurt. If we give him a slap afterwards, everyone will be able to live with it, and there will be no conflicts. After all, I also had "good intentions"

"It's just for the children to eat..."

I was making a lot of calculations in my mind, but my hands were unambiguous. The clothes on this child were torn and torn, and had long since become dregs. How could he withstand this violent pull? I just heard a sneer, and the waistband of his trousers was immediately ripped open by me.

Smashed.

The pants in the old society were all very baggy, and the waistband of the pants was completely torn by me. This little boy’s pants immediately fell down with a crash...

Below...it's bare!!!

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Chapter completed!