The cave excavated under the loess is cleaner, more comfortable and warm than I imagined, and there are daily necessities left in the room that I don't know who it belongs to, which family, there are no specific clues, ordinary supplies, only a blue floral coat that has been left behind is white, leaving the mark of time, as if telling something.

I've been living in the so-called holy village for three days, a separate cave, and it's clear that there used to be a 'master' here, but I don't know where I went, and now it's a 'cage' that imprisons me.

There was a courtyard at the door, where I could move freely, and in this afternoon, I was squatting at the base of the wall basking in the sun, smoking a cigarette, lazily and seemingly sleepy, but in fact my heart was very active, thinking about everything here.

Because, I don't think this is really a 'holy village', but more like a prison, and the people who live here live a life similar to that in prison.

From the first day I was brought in, my partners and I were separated from each other, and since this is called a village, the area is not small, in short, I don't know which cave they live in, and they don't know which cave I live in.

However, it is not absolutely impossible to meet, the time of meeting can only be fixed at the time of three meals in the morning and noon, we must eat quietly, and there is no conversation between each other at all.

The next time, in the morning, will be infinitely 'brainwashed', believing that the 'gods' here are omnipotent, and then will teach a set of strange methods to exercise themselves, in fact, I can see through at a glance that this is based on the Taoist commonly used fitness boxing, in other places plausible, the key place is still useful, perennial exercise, also has a role. but it became the work of God.

I don't understand why they ask us to exercise, but I do understand another strange thing, that is, we have to devote ourselves to worshipping God for an hour every day, which should not only be a reason for piety, but a relatively simple truth, when a person is 'brainwashed', the more he focuses on one thing, the more 'pure' the soul is, this 'purity' is not to expect nobility, purity is like a piece of black, that is also pure.

In this way, the soul will be concentrated, and the soul power will be stronger, just like the 'fanatics' of some religions.

This matter is more important than exercising in that strange way, in short, it is the most important thing every day, every time I go to the so-called 'worship' room, there will always be a core person to guard, and this core person is called very interesting - village cadre.

Oh, village cadres, let's call it a cadre, in fact, every time the village cadre wearing a mysterious mask appears, I can have a very keen feeling that he is a cultivator, not necessarily a Taoist family, in short, it is related to what happened when we first entered the village, this is definitely not a world that ordinary people can control.

Or, that old Taoist is the village chief?

Thinking of this, I exhaled a puff of smoke, my eyes were almost closed, in the eyes of outsiders, I looked like I was about to fall asleep comfortably in the sun, and several village committees who were completely unguarded looked at me with satisfaction, and then turned to leave.

As if I hadn't seen them, I continued to straighten out my train of thought.

Because of the existence of village cadres every time I visit the capital, even I don't dare to cheat, I must devote myself wholeheartedly, only maintain a trace of clarity in my heart, and try not to be 'brainwashed' by that kind of piety, in fact, as long as there are cultivators, there is no way to fake this kind of thing, and the wholehearted and devout worship is actually similar to contemplation, after a person enters that state, the aura that exudes is different from the pretend, even if there is no cultivator to carefully sense your aura, ordinary people are afraid that they can see one or two by their eyes alone.

What's more, the so-called village cadres still have a way to distinguish whether the concentrated will in your heart is directed at their so-called gods? It's a bit weird, so it's not easy for me to keep a clear mind in my heart.

In the long run, will I also be brainwashed into becoming a fanatic believer in this 'God'? Obviously I'm not going to let that happen, these three days are just for hibernation, maybe for a longer time, but I'm going to do something.

The cigarette burned to the end, I snuffed it out, although this village is like an ordinary village in the ancient and barren northwest, in fact, the material life is not lacking, the currency here is useless, what is useful is only a kind of piety point assigned to you by the village cadres, for example, if you are obedient every day, and you usually get 15 points if you pass the day without accidents, if you show something special, such as being particularly pious when visiting the shrine, it is quite effective to strengthen your body, or to report that the villager has two hearts, There are many ways to get rewards.

These points are worth more than the money outside, 3 points can be in the village's 'supermarket', let's call it a supermarket, anyway, the function is almost the same, in exchange for a pack of high-end cigarettes, what is this concept? This shows that the village may be very wealthy, because the supermarket has everything you need for enjoyment, as long as you have points, and there is even a special recreation room.

is also in captivity, this holy village's handwriting is a hundred times better than that of the villages around the Black Smoke Miao Village at that time, and it is rich and rich, what is this for?

At this time, it was free time in the afternoon, and I could move freely in my yard and cave, and I had nothing to do anyway, so I didn't count to go to any entertainment room for three days, so I lit a cigarette and continued to think about my own thoughts.

I firmly believe that this so-called holy village is not what I have seen at all, and even this 'cage' is bigger than I imagined, and in three days, I have figured out one thing, that is, the so-called supermarket is not only one village, but it is distributed in different areas.

Every afternoon, I had an hour to hang out in the supermarket, and I didn't meet my buddies once, indicating that they were deliberately isolating us, if there weren't enough 'areas', how could they completely isolate us?

I'm summing it up.

First, it's definitely a cage, but in order to appease people, the conditions are very good, and they paralyze people with a regular and 'indulgent' (recreation room) life.

Second, they need people who are physically strong and pure in soul, purpose? I put a question mark, because the people in the town came to the Holy Village as a sacrifice, and what did the Holy Village want them to do? Especially with children!

Thirdly, this should be a place where the periphery is located, and it is definitely not where the core of the real holy village is! For example, those cultivators didn't stay in the Holy Village at all, except for certain times, I couldn't see them at all, where were they?

Without any buffer, from the first moment I was forced to integrate into this so-called holy village and enter into an absolutely regular life, which is what I have gained in the past three days.

However, this is still a loess high slope, I stood up and stretched a lazy waist, put my hands in my trouser pockets, and walked lazily in the yard, when I came, here is a green mountain and green water, it turned out to be just the appearance, the real interior is still the style of the northwest, the owner here has made great efforts to transform here, for what?

It's a very interesting proposition, and I laugh a little when I think about it, or is it a mood shortcoming?

Outside the courtyard, a drunken ghost 'muttered' nonsense, holding a woman in his arms, smiling unusually openly, at first glance, he went to the so-called entertainment room to get drunk and dreamed of death, and brought out a 'village slave' with a lower status than the villagers, is he ready to vent, right?

By the way, I almost forgot the existence of 'village slaves', these people have a lower status than the villagers, I don't know how many 'village slaves' there are, in short, I only know that there are some entertainment rooms, why are they 'village slaves', what is the difference between villagers and 'village slaves', I still don't know anything, it seems that I still need to know more about it?

Obviously, the drunkard's noise attracted the attention of the patrolling village committee, and the drunkard shouted: "My soul belongs to the Holy Spirit." The village committee just glanced at him lightly and left.

I stood in the courtyard and pretended to look casually, and I could tell that the drunkard was sincere and pious, so that his appearance was a trivial matter that could be ignored.

Here, all that is needed is piety!