Chapter 50: The Dream Fulfiller of the Mutual Aid Society
The outside world is indeed more exciting than the life of Qingxuguan, but I still can't help but miss the grass and trees on Mochou Peak, the bricks and tiles of Qingxuguan, the carefree time, and everyone who accompanied me through that time, especially the third senior brother, so I made a small request: "Master, is the third senior brother here, I miss him." ”
Master smiled slightly: "Well, he often mentions you, but he hasn't been there for a while now, and I sent him out to do something important." Wait for him to come back and let you talk enough. Well, it's not too early......"
Before the words fell, the morning glory-shaped qi was about to shrink into the mirror with the master's smiling face, and I hurriedly interrupted: "Wait a minute, there is one more thing. ”
"What's the matter?"
"Little Ash is gone, do you know where it is?"
"It's all a mystery, how do you know?" Gui Xinqi did not stop at my question, and instantly disappeared into the dark spout of the adjacent mirror, leaving only a crisp answer in the air.
At Master's suggestion, we set up camp on the spot, but I had insomnia. When I think of the gust of wind blowing around me, it may be a person's change, and the ghost can sleep, I'm afraid that I won't be able to deal with it calmly in the future, taking a shower, taking off clothes, going to the toilet, and using a killing technique or something.
The girl was very unimpressed by this: "What are you afraid of, the wind can't speak, they can't say anything when they see it." ”
I wasn't convinced: "The wind is the wind, the 'Wind Shapers' are mutants, even if they can't speak human words, they can still communicate with each other, who knows what they will say about us after they peep?"
I continued all the way south with the girl with such concerns, hungry and thirsty, and staying at night, not only worried about the peeping of the wind, but also about the movement of the land. Every night before I go to bed, I have to carefully observe the scenery in front of me, and get up in the morning to check it carefully.
The girl said that I was doing this redundantly, because whether I observe or not, check or not, what should be moved will still move, and even if I do, I can't do anything about it, and as long as we keep going south, it won't be wrong, because according to what Master said, these sections only change positions, not directions.
Fortunately, the interval we are in is always very stable, and the scenery that we have confirmed before going to bed every day has not changed the next day, and Senior Brother Duan Wei did not suddenly appear outside the Yulan Screen with a fierce look, perhaps because this interval is very large, and we have not yet reached the border.
The people in this section are very enthusiastic, as if to take care of the loneliness of me and the girl on this long journey, they have reached out to help, spontaneously out of the house, quietly appeared in front of us and behind us, with collective warmth to relieve our loneliness, the most sincere thing is that they also brought the child, or hugged or led, full of warmth.
To my surprise, they didn't talk to us, they just kept their heads down and walked. Everyone was expressionless and hurried, gathering towards the same goal. The target was not far ahead, its black head and colorful costumes clustered into a huge concentric circle, like a black hole, sucking everyone in.
The girl and I were taken to the "black hole" by the crowd, and we saw that people were trying their best to squeeze in. The two of us took advantage of our small size, drilled through the human wall, and came to the center of the "black hole", but we saw an incredible scene:
It was a clearing of tens of feet square, surrounded by a circle of iron cages that kept the boiling crowd out, filled with children much younger than us, some crying, some silent, and two cages full of infant babies. In the center of the clearing were piles of all kinds of trading goods, bags of grain were stacked horizontally and vertically to the height of more than two people, bundles of cloth were colorful to look at, and open cash boxes glittered in the sun. Heavily armed bodyguards roamed the area between the cages and the traded goods, each with one or two men dressed as vendors, busy with their work. People outside the circle were eager to stuff their children into the hands of these vendors, and then happily took the goods in exchange.
I was dumbfounded: "Are these people crazy? Buying and selling children in broad daylight?"
The girl's face turned blue, and she said hatefully: "It's an old tradition, I was sold like this at the beginning." ”
That would be even more unforgivable, I wanted to teach this gang of traffickers a lesson, but I was worried about hurting the children in their hands. I climbed into the cage two or three times, snatched the child from a trafficker, handed it to the girl, and before the man understood what was going on, he grabbed him by the collar and asked sharply, "Who are you?
The trafficker was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses, unhurriedly took out a waist card, and shook it in front of my eyes: "Open your eyes and see clearly." ”
I took a look, there were two lines of words engraved on the waist card, the first line was "Talent Dream Mutual Aid Association", and the second line was "First-level Dream Master". Now it's my turn and I don't understand what's going on: "What's that?"
"Ignorance!" The dream master stretched out two fingers and gently took away my hand holding his collar, straightened his folds, straightened his waist, and replied, "We are the largest public welfare organization in Taiping Prefecture, and we have always taken it as our responsibility to discover talents to help people realize their dreams. ”
"Fart!" the girl scolded below, "What does discovering talents have to do with buying and selling children?
"Vulgar," the dream master glanced at the girl contemptuously, "Of course, the discovery of talents must be grasped from an early age, the sooner they are cultivated, the more promising they are, as for the dream of realizing the dream, it is a two-way project, which is not only to help the adopter realize the dream of the heir, but also to help the children realize the dream of becoming a talent." ”
The girl sneered: "Hmph, that's a nice word, who will adopt it? Which of these children said that they want you to help realize their dreams?" She swept her gaze over the cage, and the children looked at her silently, their eyes full of frustration, dazedness and fear.
Dream Master rolled his eyes: "Children are young, their worldview and values are not mature, this kind of thing naturally can't be the master, why don't you ask their legal guardians?"
Without waiting for us to ask, a beard who had just replaced the full moon daughter with a hanging copper coin spewed wine and replied: "That waste mother-in-law didn't even give birth to three without a handle, and this time it's like this, if you can't come here to exchange some wine money, Lao Tzu would have thrown this little mourning star into the river to feed the fish." ”
The dream master immediately took over the conversation: "See, if this girl stays in her own home, it will be a dead end, now we can help her find a better place, do you say is it a dream come true?
The girl pointed at the drunkard, so angry that she couldn't speak: "You ......"
The drunkard's eyes glared: "What are you! Lao Tzu sells his own seeds, what does it matter to you? Lao Tzu can give birth, Lao Tzu has many babies, what's wrong with selling a few? If you have the ability, you can pay for it." ”
What is the use of this beast in the world? I was about to make a move, when a hunchbacked old woman in ragged clothes and smelling all over her body walked up to the cage and said with red circles in her eyes: "Young man, it's not us who are ruthless, you have also seen that there is a famine everywhere, and the adults cannot live, and the children suffer even more." If you change some food, you can have food, and it is fate to change people's homes. ”
Looking at the appearance of the old woman, she was really hungry, and she was completely different from the radiant and energetic drunkard, and there were not a few like her. When I was learning the "Art of Forbearance" in Qingxuguan, I had a deep understanding of the feeling of hunger, so I could understand their pain and helplessness, and I didn't have enough anger to perform a stunt. But the drunkard was unforgivable, and looking at his arrogant and shameless face, I effortlessly used my killing technique, and in front of countless people, in less than a thousandth of an eye, I completed the punishment. I didn't want the poor poor to see the bloody scene, so I made a punishment for the drunkard, which suited his patriarchal mentality. >