One summer evening, Hou Bo rode his horse across the avenue and ran towards Ferrell's door. Lucy was at the door, and she walked over to meet him. He threw the reins on the fence and strode along the path in front of the door.

"I'm leaving, Lucy." As he spoke, he took both of her hands and looked at her face tenderly: "Now I don't ask you to go with me right away, but when I come back, will you decide to stay with me?" ”

"But when will you be back?" She asked with a shy smile.

"Two months at most, my dear. At that time, you will belong to me, and no one can separate us. ”

"But what about my father's opinion?" she asked. ”

"He's agreed, don't worry about it."

"Oh, that's fine. As long as you and your father have everything in order, there's no need to say anything more. She said softly, snuggling her cheek against his broad chest.

"Thank God!" Hou Bo's voice was slightly hoarse, and he bent down to kiss her, "Then, the matter is decided, the longer I stay, the more inseparable I will be from you." My guys are still waiting for me in the canyon. Goodbye, my dear, goodbye! In less than two months, you'll be seeing me. ”

He broke free from her bosom, rolled over his horse, and galloped away without looking back, as if his resolve would be shaken if he looked back at the parting man.

She stood by the door and looked at him for a long time until he disappeared, and then she walked into the house, and she felt that she was the happiest girl in all of Utah.

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Three weeks passed, and every time John Ferrell thought that when this young man returned, he would lose his daughter, and he could not help but feel a lot of reluctance and feelings, but seeing Lucy's bright and happy face, he felt that it was more important than anything else.

Of course, there was another unknown reason that drove him to do so, John Ferrell, who would never let his daughter marry any of the local Mormons! He believes that this kind of marriage cannot be considered a marriage at all, and it is simply a shame. Regardless of his views on Mormon doctrine, he was steadfast on the subject. As a result, he himself has not yet married.

But the catastrophe came to the door just before this last happiness was about to come......

In those days, when unorthodox remarks were heard, it meant terrible calamities to follow! Even the Inquisition of Seville, the apostasy of the Germanic peoples, and the vast operational organization owned by the Italian Secret Party were nothing compared to the web laid by the Mormons in Utah.

In the inhospitable prairies of the West, the "Dannett Gang (a secret, sinister school of Morocism)" and the "Avenger Angels" arose, both of which are mentioned to this day.

These invisible organizations have carried out countless evil acts, and they seem to know and do everything, but what they do seems to be invisible or heard.

It is only known that whoever opposes the Church will suddenly disappear, and there will be no one alive or dead, and a dark cloud will hang over their heads forever, and no one will dare to say a word of opposition even in the wilderness......

Originally, this mysterious and terrible force was only against the apostates. Soon, however, its functions expanded. This is because the supply of adult women is already feeling insufficient. Without enough women, the dogma of polygamy would be null and void (polygamy was prevalent in Mormonism, and was established as one of the canons of the church by Brigham Young). This system has been the subject of controversy within the Church and widespread resentment outside the Church, and was abolished in 1890. Strange rumors began to emerge that immigrants had been murdered and their tents had been looted in places where the Indians had never been. At the same time, strange women appeared in the deep room of the Mormon elders, who described themselves as haggard, sobbing, and with indelible fear on their faces......

Finally, John Ferrell was personally visited by the big man, and he made a request: "Your daughter has grown up, and she is a flower in our Utah place." Many people of status here have taken a fancy to her. ”

John Ferrell had to cry out in his heart, and Brigham Young's words were not finished: "There are rumors out there that she is engaged to some heretic who is passing by!" I hope this is just a rumor, knowing that the thirteenth article of the St. Joseph Smith scripture says, 'Let every maiden in Mormonism marry one of God's chosen people; If she marries a heretic, she has committed a mortal sin'! Yes, the scriptures say that since you have embraced the sacred doctrine, you should not allow your daughter to destroy it. ”

John Ferrell didn't answer, just played with the whip in his hand.

Yang continued: "On this issue, I think you can test all your sincerity, and the Four Holy Societies have already decided so. This girl is still young, we will not let her marry an old man, and of course we will not let her choose by herself. Those of us who are elders already have many 'heifers' (the word heifer is derived from H. H., one of the leaders of the Moroc sect). The words C. Kembaugh used when he mentioned his 100 wives in a sermon). But our children are still in need. Stan Jason has a son, and Cone has one, and they are very happy to marry your daughter into their family. Let your daughter choose one of these two people, they are young and rich, and both are Orthodox Christians. Is there anything else you have to say about this? ”

John Ferrell could only use a delaying tactic, saying that his daughter was too young to be married, but the big man just coldly dropped a sentence: "I'll give her a month to choose." ”

When Brigham Young left, John Ferrell almost collapsed in his chair, not knowing how to tell his daughter the news. Suddenly, a small soft hand took his hand. He looked up and saw his daughter standing beside him, her face pale and frightened. He understood that she had heard it all.

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John Ferrell is still the honest and brave explorer of the past, he is an indomitable man, but the years are merciless, and he knows that he is no longer capable of confronting the huge forces that lurk in the shadows.

The day after Jan left, Cone Jr. and Stan Jason Jr. came to the door, Stan Jason was a gloomy young man, and Cone Bo was born thick, ugly, and arrogant. They sat in the living room, stilting their feet high as if they were in their own homes.

Stan Jason said: "We have been instructed by my father to propose to your daughter, please see you and your daughter, among the two of us, who do you like, I have only four wives, but there are already seven of the Cone brothers." Therefore, I see, my needs are greater than his. ”

Cone Bo shouted, "No, no! Brother Stan-Jackson, the question is not how many wives we have, but how much you and I can support, my father has given me his mill now, so I am richer than you. ”

They also said many things, but they did nothing but make their character appear dirtier and dirtier. John Ferrell kicked them out with a whip, the only way he could vent his anger.

The next morning, when Ferrell got up, he saw that his quilt senior had nailed a piece of paper to his chest, and a thick line was written crookedly on it: "You are limited to twenty-nine days to change your ways, and when it is due—"

He didn't know how that terrible force had come into his house, and he didn't know what the unfinished intimidation meant, he only knew that he had been cornered.

Since then, a number has appeared in the house every day, sometimes on the ceiling, sometimes on the door panels, sometimes on the garden door or on the railing, and the shadow of terror has deepened day by day, constantly destroying the body and mind of the old man and his daughter.

Finally, on the day the number "2" appeared, Ferrel broke down, and that night, he sat alone in the house, and in the past month he had exchanged almost all the possessions he could sell for jewelry that he could take with him, and had already packed everything and was ready to flee with his daughter.

But he really couldn't figure out how to leave under this heavy siege......

In the silence, he heard a slight crawling sound, Ferrell held his breath, took the shotgun and rushed up, who knew that when he opened the door, he saw a black thing quickly rolled into the house, and when he looked closely, the person crawling on the ground was actually Jefferson Houbo!

"Oh my God!" John Ferrell exclaimed, "You frightened me, why did you come in like this?" ”

"Give me something to eat." Hou Bo said hoarsely: "I didn't have time to eat a bite for two days and two nights. He grabbed the cold meat and bread on the table and devoured it: "Is Lucy okay?" ”

"Well, she didn't know about the dangers." The father replied.

"That's good. The house was already under surveillance, and these people were pretty good, but they were still a little short of catching a hunter from Lake Washou. Hou Bo explained why he climbed in.

It turned out that the morning after the Prophet's visit to Ferrell, he had gone to Salt Lake City, where Ferrell had found a friend who was planning to go to the mountains of Nevada, and handed him a letter addressed to Jefferson Houbo, stating the imminent danger and asking him to hurry back as soon as possible.

That night, their escape began, and it was their last chance to escape......

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They ran away day and night, they crossed rugged mountain roads, crossed towering mountains, advanced in the rocks, and walked through the narrow Eagle Valley Gorge, but they didn't dare to stop half a step, because they knew that every step forward was a step away from the **** they had just escaped.

The day after they fled, around noon, they saw that their rations were about to run out. But this is not difficult for Hou Bo, in the mountains, any bird or beast can feed this hunter. He chose a hidden spot and picked up some dry wood to make a fire to keep his companions warm. They were now on a mountain five thousand feet above sea level, and the air was bone-chilling.

He picked up the re-gun and went out to try his luck and get something. Tethered to the mules and horses, he turned back and saw the old man and the maiden warming themselves around the fire, and he smiled with relief, as if they had escaped tracking, and in a few days they would be able to set foot on a free land.

Hou Bo crossed the mountains and walked for more than two miles, but found nothing, and the farther and farther, he finally hunted a wild beast, and because of the huge carcass, he only cut off part of the flesh, put it in his pocket, and was able to return with a full load.

But as soon as Hou Bo was about to take a step, he found himself in a difficult situation, he had gone too far and lost his way......

The sky darkened, like a dark cloud shrouded Hou Bo's heart, but before the sky was completely dark, he finally found a familiar path, and finally regained the path, busy for a long time, exhausted, tiredness hit, but he still persevered and went home.

When Hou Bo came to the mouth of the familiar valley, an inexplicable feeling of fear came over him, almost instinctively, and he hurried forward, throwing even the meat of the beast on the ground.

At the place where the fire had just been lit, Hou Bo saw a mound of earth, his hair stood on end, and a wooden stick was inserted into the mound, and a piece of paper was caught in the crack of the stick, on which a few words were scribbled: "John Ferrell died on August 4, 1860, while living in Salt Lake City."

Less than half a day after he left, the sturdy old man died, and these words became his epitaph. Jefferson Houbo searched around to see if there was a second grave, but there was none! It seems that Lucy has been taken back by this terrible group of pursuers to face her predestined fate and become the concubine of the Elder's son......

Hou Bo didn't give up, he wasn't born to give up, he lit the fire that was about to go out, retrieved his lost beast meat, and tied it up into a bag after it was cooked. Although he was extremely tired, he still walked in the footsteps of these avenging angels, through the mountains, and followed the only trace step by step.

A few days later, he saw the city again, and he was from the cliff looking at the homes of the Morocians at his feet, waving his fists in anger. Hou Bo was already in shape and emaciated at this time.

He saw flags and other festival signs hanging on some of the main streets, and he was guessing the reason for this, when he happened to see a man riding towards him. Hou Bo recognized him as a Mo/Sect named Cobb, who had helped him, so he stopped Cobo: "I'm Jefferson Houbo, do you remember me?" ”

Kaobo looked at him with an undisguised look of surprise: "Are you crazy! You dare to come here, if anyone sees me talking to you, even my life will not be saved, the Four Saints have already ordered you to be wanted, you better run quickly. ”

Hou Bo said earnestly: "I'm not afraid of their wanted, Kaobo, you must know the whole thing, we are friends, you have to answer me truthfully, how is Miss Lucy Ferrell now?" ”

"She married Little Cone yesterday and stood firm, hey! You have to stand firm, how can you not be possessed. ”

"Leave me alone." Hou Bo said weakly. His lips turned white, and he sat down on the ground: "You said you were married?" ”

"I got married yesterday, and those flags on the new house are for this. There was a dispute with Stan Jason over who should marry her, and both of them had gone after the father and daughter, and Stan Jason had shot her father, so he had more reason to ask for her. However, when they quarreled at the meeting of the Four Saints, because of the great power of the Cone faction, the Prophet handed Lucy over to Cone Bo, but no matter who took possession of her, I don't think it would last long, and when I saw her yesterday, she was already dead, and she still looked like a woman, she was a ghost. How? Are you leaving? ”

"Yes, I'm leaving." Jefferson Houbo had already stood up as he spoke. His face was as if carved out of marble, his expression was grim and resolute, and his eyes shone fiercely.

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