What is a Gu Cultivator?

My hometown Jinping is located at the gateway of 100,000 mountains, at the junction of Xiangxi, is a place where ethnic minorities gather, there are many legends about ghosts, gods and witches, what Gu poison, falling flower cave girl and mandrill wild monsters or something, spread widely, almost every old man can tell a belly of stories.

Among them, the most widely spread is the goddess who can raise Gu to dispel the epidemic in the seedling village.

Of course, the goddess is a goddess, and the Gu woman is the Gu woman, and the legendary Gu woman is a guy who uses a lot of snakes, insects, rats, ants and other things that everyone fears and hates, and after refining, he uses them to harm people.

In the old man's mouth, this rumor of Gu poison is superb, but in my opinion, it may have some basis for being used as poison, but it is really a bit of a boast to confuse people's minds.

Those are all legends, and the more I have seen them for many years, the more I don't believe them.

If you don't believe it, you don't believe it, squatting here at this moment, there are wriggling snakes everywhere, and I don't have anything to do.

I don't want to die.

After the woman left, the young man next to me saw that I had not eaten the porridge and asked me what was the matter, but I did not tell him that there were worms in the porridge, so he said that he was not hungry, and he immediately became excited and said that he should give it to him.

I hesitated, but after repeated urging from the other party, I handed it to him.

The young man took the bowl and swallowed the porridge into his stomach in two bites, and licked the whole bowl with his tongue before giving it back to me.

I'm a little nauseous.

It stands to reason that a person from a wealthy family, even if he is hungry, will never be like this.

What is it that makes him so low in self-esteem?

I thought about drug use.

Drug addicts, not to mention self-esteem, almost don't even care about their lives, they are completely reluctant to live in the world, and their minds are full of smoke.

It was very similar to what it is now.

Could it be that the worms in this porridge are the culprits that caused him to become like this?

For the next two days, I still didn't eat a mouthful of gruel, all of it was handed over to the young man, he was simply grateful for my care, and said that if I had the opportunity in the future, I would go out to find him Liu Bing, and he would take me to the best Michelin-starred restaurant in Macau for a big meal, lobster and abalone as you like.

As I spoke, my stomach growled, and he fell asleep again, exhausted.

I hadn't eaten or drunk for three days, and I was actually on the verge of collapse, and several times, I put my hand to the edge of the rice bowl, but the thought of the worms rolling and wriggling inside stopped the constant diffuse thoughts.

Anyway, it's all death, and I'd rather starve to death than die with worms all over my body.

However, people are forced to be anxious, after all, they will still go crazy, I saw the wooden fence and the long snake on the wall two days ago and was terrified, but when I was hungry and panicked, I saw that there was a kind of unconscious swallowing saliva **, and I no longer felt terrible.

In the middle of the night, I finally got my hands dirty, and in my thirst and thirst, I pulled off a long snake with a thick wrist and smashed the snake's head to pieces with a stone.

A few simple movements, which have been simulated hundreds of times in my mind.

The power of hunger is simply powerful and drives people crazy.

After killing the snake, I didn't care about the fishy shame, I put the rotten wound directly into my mouth, and sucked a mouthful of cold snake blood, when the smell of blood filled the tip of my nose, I was almost paralyzed.

After that, I chewed it alive and ate most of the snake, then hid the rest under a moldy straw pile.

Because everyone was asleep in the middle of the night, almost no one noticed what was going on here.

It was dark in the cellar, and I didn't know the time, so I could only calculate by the number of times the food was delivered, and on about the third day, a new man came, a man with thick limbs, who dragged a few people in.

Unlike my dead dog, when the man came in, he made such a fuss that the whole cellar was overturned.

There were several people who dragged him in, and I saw the sharp-mouthed woman who brought us food on weekdays, and the other two, both women, and generally very beautiful.

Although it's not as good as the nine-point girl who got me in, it's all pleasing to the eye.

The stout man, under the control of several women, had nothing to do, and finally struck a stick on the back of the head, and passed out without saying a word.

He was placed next door to my right.

I felt that he was clearly a little different from us, not only because of the loud noise he made when he came in, but also for some other reason.

Sure enough, when the people were gone, he woke up a little later.

When he woke up, he fussed for at least an hour, and only then did he stop and look around when his mouth was dry, and at this time, I realized why he felt a little different.

In the darkness, the man's eyes seemed to be able to give light.

Of course it wasn't a bright light, but a little brighter than black, and when he looked at me, I felt as if he was able to see me darkly.

I looked at the man for a moment, and he suddenly asked me for food.

I didn't want to admit it at first, but he told me to take out the snake meat hidden under the straw and give it to him.

I hid it secretly, but I didn't expect it to be broken by him, and after hesitating for a while, I finally decided to hand over the half of the snake meat and throw it to him.

The man took it, sniffed it, and chewed it unceremoniously.

He ate quickly, finished it in a while, and finally licked his fingers, burping and saying that he hadn't eaten in a long time, shit.

After speaking, he looked at me again and said with a smile: "You kid is good, they all know how to drink the worm line porridge, but you know how to catch the snakes around here to eat." It's just that these snakes are the most poisonous soldering iron heads, and a slight bite can kill them instantly, how did you get killed? ”

As soon as I heard this man's words, I immediately knew that he must be some insider, so I started to make friends.

I flattered the man and suddenly asked, "Big brother, do you know why they arrested us here?" ”

The man was licking his fingers in the dark, and when he heard me say this, he asked in surprise, "You don't know?" ”

I smiled wryly and said, "I was stunned, and when I woke up, I came here, where do I know?" ”

The man seemed to look left and right, and after a while, he said slowly: "There are more than a dozen people locked here, all of them sleeping like pigs, just you are awake, you can see that you are a good person." But now that you're here, you probably won't be able to get out, but if you don't want to be a ghost who died unjustly, I can tell you about it. ”

Then he told me about the origin of this place.

The man's name is Zhu Bingwen, who is a person from this neighborhood, who used to be a pig cutter who walked the streets and alleys, specializing in cutting that thing for the boar, a pig cutting knife, carrying a pair of picks, walking all over the countryside, eating thousands of meals, and living freely.

It's a pity that such a good life with the progress of the times, slowly gone, farmers gradually stopped raising pigs, all went out to work to make money, and the pig farm was disgusted with Lao Zhu's unscientific, no technician who graduated from a regular school of the agricultural technology station was good, so it slowly declined.

Lao Zhu had no other skills, and he was unwilling to work hard in the field, so he was very depressed.

I knew that one day, he met a distant cousin.

His cousin Zhu Bingyi is a powerful person, I heard that there are several suites in the county, and he can drive four circles, which is said to be worth five or six hundred thousand yuan, which makes people blush.

After careful consideration, his cousin Zhu Bingyi decided to contain the down-and-out him, and what this pig cutter never expected was that his cousin made a living and was actually a chicken head.

What is Chicken Head?

These words are scolding words, to put it simply, he is a pimp, and his cousin Zhu Bingyi's livelihood is to coax a little girl nearby, get someone pregnant, and then ask for it to come into the house, so that he can serve it, and when he has given birth, he will take it out to sell.

He didn't just ask for a "wife", when Lao Zhu met him, Xiao Zhu had seven "wives", six of whom were taken out to sell, and one was left at home with children.

With this, a few years ago, Zhu Bingyi was already a millionaire.