"My lord, please grant me forgiveness."

Brandon made a gesture of confession, then looked up and said, "I won't hide anything about Catherine, Lord Wren, it's been lying like a sharp knife in my stomach for so long, and I'm going to take it out now, even if it will cause me the pain of cutting my flesh apart." Well, all the causes have to start with the market that day......"

It was the day when the market on the outskirts of the city opened, and agricultural products and small handicrafts from various towns and villages would be bought and sold here. Of course, the bustling vendors are also the villagers of Quanshi Village, who can only come once a month and stay only one or two days at a time due to the long distance, so they cherish the trading opportunities that the market offers more than people in other places.

In fact, a few years ago, the specialties of Quanshi Village have always been handed over to familiar mobile caravans to sell, until one day, a gangster named Eugene secretly got into the caravan wagon with the idea of 'going to the green city to see the world' - when he arrived at the suburban market, he was shocked by the lively scene in front of him, and he didn't expect that the mountain goods in the caravan's mouth 'no one will accept except us' can be sold at a sky-high price several times higher than the original price in a different place.

When Eugene returned to the village and told everyone what he had seen, everyone was furious, and they unanimously decided to cut off all contact with the blackheart caravan, and each family sent a man to carry out the transportation and sale of the goods.

It was a very good and simple idea, and when they put it into practice, they realized that the biggest problem was not the rugged distance, and the so-called "trading" was not as simple as "transporting things to the place and selling them". The market is open, pay a small entrance fee to enter and set up a stall, but people who have no way will never be able to grab a good position, and will face various management to find faults, honest villagers just to deal with these is enough headaches, where do they still have the heart to sell goods.

In this case, Eugene stood up again, and he persuaded the villagers to agree to take out forty percent of the sales to honor the marketing director, after all, there is no caravan to lower the price, even if only sixty percent is in hand, it is far more profitable than before. After that, he made the most of his good qualities as a gangster: dead skin, stubborn and stalking, and it took three days for the marketing director to accept that 'filial piety', and during these three days, Eugene followed him like the most loyal dog's legs, and almost licked the dust off the tips of his shoes with his tongue - if it weren't for this, the director would not have been comfortable accepting bribes from strangers.

The road is open, and the villagers who have the backing no longer have to worry about being taught a lesson by the administrator because of some trivial things, and every time they rush to the market, they can be arranged in a good location with a good flow of customers, of course, the best location is definitely reserved for those who have spent a lot of money, but for now it is satisfactory enough.

The weather was excellent on that day, and the suburban market was more lively than usual, because of the continuous rain in the previous days, the public's purchasing needs were released at this moment. In less than a day, Quanshi Village's fruit wine and mountain goods were sold out, and the income was 30% higher than last month.

"Let's go around town."

Stimulated by the heavy money bag, someone proposed, "I made a lot of money this time, even if I spend a little, what if I spend a little, the mother-in-law is not qualified to turn her face for this." They are just staying at home comfortably, and we are busy running and breaking our legs, don't we deserve to see the women of the green city and taste the wine here? ”

This was agreed by most of the men, and a few people were a little hesitant, but they soon nodded under the prodding of their fellow villagers. They found a tavern in the old town to spend the night, and when they left the next day, there was one more woman in the group.

Her name is Catherine, and her figure is quite standard, but unfortunately there is a scar on her face because of an accident, which has an impact on a woman can be imagined - not to mention that Catherine is not an ordinary woman, she is engaged in a profession that has high requirements for face and figure, and the customers are mainly men, of course, occasionally I will meet some women with unique tastes, it doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to pay for it.

Yes, Catherine is a prostitute and mixes well in the Old Town with her professional skills. It's just that this was before she was disfigured, and the scars on her face caused her to lose her competitive advantage over her peers, and now she must put down her body to serve those who used to look down on the low, such as scavengers, grooms, or hillbillies who went to the city to catch the market.

"Oh, don't turn off the lights, I don't think you're ugly."

The night before, the man from Quanshi Village, who had spent the night with her, said while undressing: "I don't lie to you, really, if you go back to the village with me, you will meet my family, you just have a scar on your face, and she has a face on it—haha, that's right, you should really go back with me to have a look, and I promise to make you regain your self-confidence." ”

"Really? If it's so ugly, then why did you marry her in the first place? ”

Catherine asked nonchalantly as she lay on her bed.

"Hey, in our place, the standard for finding a wife is to have thick hands and feet, and to be able to work."

The man hurriedly suppressed Catherine and said, "However, if you want to talk about this matter, it has to be a fair city woman like you to make it enjoyable, oh-it's so enjoyable-"

Three minutes later, he turned to sleep when he was done, but Catherine thought for a long time before falling asleep. The next morning, she said to the man, "Well, I think I can go back with you and see." ”

"Huh? Do you really want to regain your self-confidence? ”

The man was a little stunned.

Picking up your mother's self-confidence - Catherine sighed and said patiently, "I want to go into business, you know?" You've made a lot of money on this trip, and I can stay there for a month and bring me back the next time you go into town." Since the women in your village are not satisfied, of course I, as a woman, have to share some of the pressure for them, well, although there is a fee. ”

"This ......"

The man hesitated, he first approached his companion and discussed it, and then they made up their minds in ten seconds. Catherine thus came to the village of Quanshi, and the men carefully hid her in an old widower's house, like a rare treasure.

The days that followed made Catherine realize that she had made the right decision.

Although they cannot be expected to extract too much money from these countrymen, but fortunately there is no competition from their peers, and it is so pleasant that they have not seen the world, yes, they do not pick and choose their faces like the city people, but rather appear submissive, and whenever they show a little dissatisfaction, they become extremely cautious and gentle, as if they are afraid that they will leave suddenly—an attitude, as if it were not a prostitute who stripped naked in front of them, but their grandmother.

This kind of treatment gave Catherine great satisfaction, knowing that when she was in the Green City, even in the Old Town, even if she was a poor ghost who raised horses, she would have an expression of 'It's a bit expensive, what are you worth' when she sees her face.

When men make up their minds to work together to keep something a secret, there is always an amazing burst of solidarity. At first, this did not arouse the suspicion of the women, they only wondered why the old Cohidi, who had been widowed for many years, suddenly became the object of their husband's attention, and they would come every few days and say, "It's going to rain, I'll go see if Cosidy needs help", "Oh, I haven't been to Cosidy for a while, don't anything happen to that old fellow."

Energy can be replenished by sleeping, but the private money in the pocket will only dry up because of sleeping, and only half a month has passed, and there is no man who can come up with enough money to kiss Fangze.

"That's not going to work, I don't do this kind of business."

One night, Catherine reluctantly said to the two men who had only managed to raise enough money for prostitution: "Do you think this is a restaurant, where two people only have to pay for one bowl of noodles when they eat one bowl of noodles?" Oh no no, no, dear, two people have to pay not only two for two dollars together, but at least half more, this is a special way to play, understand? In fact, I have a good enough discount for you, if it is according to my previous value - forget it, don't mention that, in short, you have no money, and it is obviously unrealistic for you to go to your wife and get money to do this. Then this is the end of the fate, and I will let old Cosidy take me back in his donkey cart, and when you enter the city, you can go to the old place to find me. ”

After the two guys left in frustration, another man came to Catherine late at night, and it was Eugene.

"I'm leaving, Mr. Eugene, and for the sake of the gentlemen who have made a family, I'd better leave at night, lest their wives see me."

In the past half month, Eugene was the most frequent person to visit Catherine, he was one of the few bachelors in the village, and the disadvantage of a bachelor was that there was no one to take care of his stomach, and the good thing was that no one took care of his money. Catherine packed her bags and said politely, "Thank you for your care these days, don't forget to look for me next time you go to the city." ”

"Y-you're leaving? It's been less than a month. ”

Eugene said in surprise.

"Oh, I hate to say that, but I apparently miscalculated the size of the gentlemen's purse."

Catherine threw Eugene a wink, affected by the scar, which looked a little terrifying under the dim oil lamp, but Eugene was unaware, "I know you can't bear me, dear, and how can I give up you?" Well, as a token of appreciation for your patronage during this time, I can give you one for free the next time you go into town – of course, you'll still have to pay for the lodging, and the money doesn't go to me. ”

"Okay, I get it, but why wait until next time!"

Eugene looked a little sad, "I really can't bear you, Miss Catherine, so not this time?" Just tonight, go to my house, I want to hang out with you. ”

Seeing that Catherine's face was not very pleasant, he immediately added: "Of course, I will pay, I don't need you to be free." I just don't want this time to have Kirsidi eavesdropping through the door, that old thing is so annoying. ”

"In that case—well,"

Catherine hesitated for a moment, then smiled again, "Then let's go to your house, to be honest, I still have some tricks that I have never shown to others, so I'll cheapen you tonight." ”

Eugene was immediately overjoyed when she got her approval. He led Catherine to his shabby hut, first closed the door and lit the oil lamp, but instead of undressing as he usually was, he found a bouquet of wild flowers out of nowhere, and knelt down on one knee in front of her.

"Marry me, Miss Catherine!"

Eugene said affectionately, "I love you!" I swear I really love you! Marry me, stay, and don't go back and sell your flesh again, okay? ”

"Are you crazy?"

Catherine was stunned for a long time before she spoke, she was stupefied by his actions.

"Maybe I look like I'm crazy, but I don't, I'm sober! I beg you to marry me with all my heart, Miss Catherine! ”

Eugene was so excited that many of the petals of the wildflower in his hand were shaken off.

He really didn't go crazy or lie, since helping the village gain a foothold in the suburban market, the villagers' impression of the 'gangster Eugene' in the past has become 'capable Eugene', and even more than once someone wanted to marry his daughter to him - 'You won't suffer a loss to be your wife, I have long seen that you kid can achieve great things' - but Eugene did not accept it, he thought that with his current reputation and status, there was no need to rush to start a family, he needed to pick and choose one carefully, and so it was until Catherine appeared.

Although the admiring gaze and attitude made Eugene swell a little, it was not so inflated that he really was that great, and he knew that he was nothing when he walked out of the village. There are many capable people in the big city, and there are many people who are more shameless and slick than himself, so he didn't expect to find a particularly good woman as a wife, but Catherine—yes, Catherine is simply a good match from the Most High God.

I was average-looking, and she was disfigured; I'm just a minor character in a poor village, and she's a prostitute.

All in all, Catherine is a disfigured prostitute, but Eugene doesn't care, after all, if it weren't for that, then the two wouldn't be a good match. What's more, even if her face is not good-looking, she at least has white and tender skin, a soft body, and a sweet voice, yes, these are enough. Eugene had snuck out of someone's window on many lonely nights and eavesdropped on it, and the wives of those mothers were like wild boars in heat compared to Catherine's moans.

"It's-I-oh, God, I have to say you're romantic, Mr. Eugene, but you really scare me."

Catherine said in a panic, "You haven't forgotten who I am, have you?" I have passed by more men than you have ever eaten, do you want to marry such a woman? Your parents won't agree! ”

"Don't worry, baby, they're already in the ground! I don't care about other people's criticism! ”

Eugene raised the bouquet in his hand, "I've been thinking about this for a long time, it's not an impulse!" If you don't want to stay here, I can also go to the Green City and find a job-"

"Stop, stop, there is no 'future', only 'now'."

Catherine walked around irritably, "Listen, let's get the talk, I thank you for your kindness, Eugene, thank you very much, but I don't want to get married, understand?" I'm going to make more money while they're not even down to my navel. ”

She scratched her breasts, "If you don't want to taste these two treasures now, then I'm going to leave and give those poor flowers to other women, some other woman who is more comfortable and more satisfied." ”

"No, don't do that, I beg you not to do that—remember, you just said, 'I can't bear you too,' that's what you just said!"

"Damn, that's just a prostitute flirting with a client! If that could be counted, I would have married a rich merchant in the Green Shade City long before I was disfigured! ”

"Why, why do you refuse to accept my love?"

Eugene said in despair: "You're just a slut who spreads your legs and waits for a man to stuff it in and pull it out, and I, I'm the hero of the village, and I'm their guiding light!" What is there about me that I don't deserve you?! ”

"Oh, awesome, so why would the 'hero of the village' courting someone like me? Obviously, the daughter of a green city grown-up is more suitable for you! ”

The pitch of the two grew louder and the language became more and more hysterical, and at one point, Eugene finally lost his mind completely, slapped Catherine several times, and then raped her.

"Don't hide!"

Eugene pressed Catherine, who was struggling desperately, under him, "Do you think you are some kind of fierce woman?" Come on, resisting will only bring pain, relax baby, I don't want to hurt you! ”

Catherine's shrill screams spread far into the night, and countless villagers rushed out of their homes with their clothes on. Among them, of course, was Reverend Brandon, who, like the women of the village, had only learned from their husbands how Catherine had appeared and how she had come here.

Brandon hesitated for a long time before slamming open the door and entering, and by this time Eugene was done, and Catherine was slumped on the floor like a boneless slug, bleeding from her mouth and nose, naked, crying and cursing something.

"Y-you crazy person, what have you done?!"

Brandon was stunned by what he saw, but before he could speak again, Eugene had already reached for his woodcutter and swung it. As a Holy Being, Brandon has much more strength than Eugene, but he can't perform any holy arts, and he has never had any experience in fighting, so he can only close his mouth and retreat step by step in the face of the threat of a firewood knife.

"Get out of here, y'all of you!"

Eugene followed out with red eyes, brandishing his knife and shouting at the villagers, at this point, he had no scruples, "Don't be nosy, or I'll go to the head of the suburban market, and I'll make it impossible for you to appear in the market again!" Yes, and then you'll have to sell that to the mobile caravans - or keep it for yourself! ”

"Don't be impulsive, Eugene!"

Brandon advised, "Put down the knife first, let Catherine go, my lord, you—you are committing a crime by doing this!" ”

"Crime?! No, I just want to give her a home, is it wrong to love someone? ”

Eugene looked even angrier, and Brandon had no choice but to turn his gaze to the people around him.

"Advise Eugene, don't worry about the Lord being in trouble for you, of course, I have always been in favor of bribing yourself to get a place in the Bazaar, and you should impress the buyers with your honesty and reliable qualities—well, I don't think the Lord Director will make things difficult for you, for he will not do him any good in losing his monthly fixed income."

"Oh, really?"

Eugene laughed wildly, "Every time I send the percentage of the commission to the superintendent, I remember even a copper plate, do you guess he doesn't want me to hand over the accounts to the Green Shade City Hall?" ”

With that, he turned back to the house and locked the door with a bang.

The threat worked, and with their own mother-in-law present, the men were too ashamed to speak, and the women apparently had no intention of interceding for a prostitute. In a short time, the crowd had dispersed, and Pastor Brandon was left awkwardly standing still.

In this way, Eugene imprisoned Catherine, and at the same time appropriated the money she had squeezed from the villagers during this time. In the days that followed, there would be frequent beatings and wailing in his house, and Brandon asked for help, only to get answers such as 'No, Eugene will cut us off,' 'Well, what kind of fate does a prostitute want?' and 'I cried for days when I got married.'

From the sixth day onwards, Eugene's house suddenly returned to its usual quietness, no more beatings and no more crying, as it had been when Catherine had not appeared.

"Oh, I've figured it out, there are a lot of good women, so why should I waste my time on a slut."

Eugene began to appear in front of the villagers as normal, and he said to everyone: "So I sent her away, tsk, think about how crazy I was at the beginning, and now my ears are much cleaner." ”

Brandon was also very pleased with this, it seemed that his hard work in preaching was working, and Eugene chose to return to the light, and he did not continue to sink in desire. Unexpectedly, two days later, on the night, Eugene slammed open the door of the church, ran all the way to Brandon's bedroom, and then fell to his knees.

"Help me, Pastor Brandon, please help me!"

Eugene's face was full of fear, "She-she's back, Catherine is back!" ”

"Oh, it's good to be back."

Brandon said in a daze: "It's been thought through, compared to her previous dirty livelihood, it's really better to spend a peaceful birthday with you, right?" Then I'm going to congratulate you, Eugene. ”

"No, no, she's back for revenge!"

"Revenge? Did she bring someone with her? Have you been injured? ”

"Oops!"

Eugene glanced out the window, then shuddered and grabbed Brandon's hand, "I confess, I confess everything, in fact, Catherine didn't leave at all, she- she was dragged into the mountains by me and buried!" Yes, I drank some wine that night, and I wanted to soothe her and make out again, but she was so ignorant of lifting and struggling so badly that she even sprained me—I was so angry that I was so mad that I took the top stick and slammed it at Catherine's head—I didn't want to kill her, how dare I kill her! It's the alcohol that's doing the trick, it must be so, I don't have the strength to do it-"

"You killed her?"

Brandon asked, glaring.

"It's hard to say—I think so—but it's a little different, she- she was beaten to death by that stick—"

"That stick is in your hand! Eugene! You have committed an unpardonable sin! ”

"I'm guilty, okay? I'm willing to go to jail for the rest of my life! ”

Eugene cried out, "But the biggest problem now is that Catherine is back tonight!" She- she was standing on the edge of the bed staring at me, bleeding like a ghost—no, not like, it was—"

Just then, Catherine walked into Brandon's bedroom.

The door was open, but instead of coming in from there, she came through the other side of the wall.

No living person can do that.