Chapter 154: The Stench
Delia's words, accompanied by a scream of pain in the room, slammed into Zhou Sheng's head like a stuffy stick......
It was as if his head was stuffed with paste, unable to function, and lost the ability to think.
And Delia is still reading cruelly-
"Circumcision. β
"Vulgar, vicious, horrific religious rituals. β
"Circumcision is not the same as circumcision. β
"There is a high risk of prevalence in the absence of a standardized excision ceremony, with a mortality rate of 30 percent for men and more than 50 percent for women. β
"After the ceremony, life and death depend on the destiny of heaven, one foot on life, the other foot on death. β
"Oh, I was a devout Christian, but when I learned that those who did not believe in God were to be circumcised, and that the Christians were not required to do it, I became an atheist. β
"Exchanging human health for a bargaining chip for faith is an extreme stench. β
"The advancement of the medical era has made us know that male circumcision will reduce the disease rate and improve reproductive ability, so circumcision was born, but what about female circumcision?"
"It's pure torture and the challenge of death. β
"Thousands of years ago, in the Arab region, most people lived by traveling merchants and herding, noble men left home, and women had to serve the elderly and take care of children at home. β
Therefore, in order to allow the departing husband to better control the chastity of his wife, female circumcision has been promoted and sublimated. β
"Not only do they have to cut off the 'brother' and take away the woman's right to pleasure, but after the excision, they also suture it up to the size of a matchstick. β
"As a result, in every married life, women have to face a cruel tear and constant bleeding ......"
"When a husband returns home and confirms that his wife's nakedness is intact, then she is a chaste woman. β
As Delia's words spoke......
Monday's body was constantly trembling.
Incomprehensible.
Unreasonable.
In the thatched hut, the woman came out again, her hands stained with blood, but the corners of her mouth were smiling, as if she was complacent about accomplishing a great cause, and Delia was translating again: "The baptism has been successful, and now the most crucial moment will surely make the most perfect closing ceremony for her, and her future husband will be immensely proud of her chastity." β
The young man smiled brightly, grateful, "Thank you for your blessings, High Priest. β
The woman broke off the thorns in front of the door, put them in rags, and carefully selected the ones she was most pleased withβ
Ho......
Bah......
A mouthful of spittle, spit on the thorns, it is hard to imagine how a witch with rotten teeth thinks that her saliva can bring disinfecting effects.
The woman did not enter the house again, but the people in the house brought the little girl out......
Bloody lower body, blurred flesh and blood.
Circumcision?
This is obviously a brutal destruction of organs.
"Let her face the sun, and the sun god will bring blessings to her. β
The girl was pressed against a chair and her legs were broken by two other women, then she squatted down, tied the cotton thread with thorns, and began to stitch it up.
Everyone watched the ceremony, but behind the girl.
Even if you can't see the picture, just listening to the girl's painful scream, you already feel sore.
"Ahh
"Ahh
The little girl eventually fainted.
Blood, falling constantly, soaked the sandy land, which had a distinctive dark brown color, and I don't know how many girls' blood had been spilled.
But even so, the so-called circumcision continued until the stitching was completed, and the woman applied a rag with unknown herbs to the wound.
"It's done, take her back, the cruel demon hates chastity and light, she will face the attack of the devil, I hope she can kill the demon and usher in the protection of light and chastity. β
The girl's mother, who was already crying like a human being, stumbled forward, and only she, who had the same experience, could know what kind of pain the child was experiencing.
Demon?
Isn't the biggest demon just around the corner?
The family took the child.
The women priests looked up at the sky, admired the sun god's favor, and then looked at the crowd: "Come on, who's next?"
Another girl of five or six years old was brought up.
And on Monday, I can't stand it anymore......
Twisting and turning back, he wanted to leave this terrible place.
"Zhou!"
Delia chased after him and stopped him, "Where are you going?"
Zhou Zhou didn't look back: "Leave, go back to the Gray Worm Department." β
He Congshuang also followed, and together with Delia, came to Zhou Sheng's face, he also cried, crying into mud, snot drooping around his mouth, embarrassed.
"Wait, here...... Need your help. β
It was Delia who spoke, her face still resentful, but Zhou Ming now understood that it wasn't aimed at him.
Zhou Zhou squatted down and lowered his head: "I'm sorry." β
Delia also squatted down and supported him: "You didn't feel sorry for anyone...... None of us are wrong, get up, go eat something, and then prepare some medicine and send it to the children's homes one by one. β
The three of them left, away from the place of nightmares.
In the face of brutal atrocities, there is nothing they can do.
There are those who take evil for light.
Treat decay as chastity.
This kind of vulgar ritual is by no means a matter that can be resolved in three or two sentences and a single conflict.
Delia knew all this, but she still couldn't hold back before, and she couldn't face it calmly.
Because no one else can calm down.
All morning.
The tribal sky echoed with the painful screams of the children, hitting the hearts of the three again and again.
Delia cooked simple rice cereal, and the three of them ate dry food, swallowing like the walking dead with the urge to their stomachs.
After the meal, the three of them sat blankly.
Delia found the ointment and wiped her face from the previous whipping by Zhou Yi.
After she finished wiping, she sat down next to Zhou Shengsheng again, pulled open his short-sleeved collar, and the fabric on his shoulders was already soaked with blood.
On Monday, I felt the pain after learning about it.
And He Congshuang realized that this was his own handiwork: "Delia, let me come." β
She took the ointment.
But Zhou Sheng waved his hand: "It's okay, a little bit of broken skin." β
"Don't move!" He Congshuang scolded forcefully, and then quietly wiped the ointment for him.
After it is over.
Delia said, "It's almost over, let's go deliver the medicine." β
He Congshuang worried: "Won't they refuse?"
"Hehe, of course those noble men don't care, but the mothers of every child know what kind of situation their children will face next, and they all survive so hard......"
The trio set off.
Carry the medicine bag and walk through the village.
As Delia said, after the ceremony, the men did nothing, and continued their work, only the mothers worried about the children's bodies, constantly soothing, soothing, wiping away their tears of pain and the blood that kept gushing for them.
Changing dressings, taking antibiotics, that's all the three of them can do on Monday.
But the process of the ceremony has long been witnessed by everyone.
Rusty knives, witches' disgusting saliva, bacteria have long since circulated in the bloodstream with open wounds......
Even on Monday, the three of them wiped, disinfected, and changed dressings with alcohol again and again in the child's painful roar.
But.
The next morning, something terrible happened......
Two children, dead.
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