Later, Song Ye learned that the gatekeeper's place at the foot of the mountain was a place for the lowest slaves to live. As you go up the stone steps, your status will be higher as you go higher. Of course, your force value will also increase accordingly. , in this specific territory, force has become the only symbol of identity.
The high hills that Song Ye could see were actually just a reception room that was one level higher than the guard. The real owner was in the front, beyond the reach of his eyes.
Song Ye and the passengers who came with him were all arranged to rest in the wooden house at the bottom. Men and women lived together in a large bunkhouse. The conditions were quite simple, but no one dared to complain.
There are other tourists who came here relatively early in the nearby wooden house. They are wearing coarse linen clothes and holding brooms made of dead branches. They have to clean the stone steps every day. From the faces of each of them, When I arrived, I was not reluctant, but in good spirits.
On the first day we arrived here, the seniors took the newcomers for introductions and daily arrangements.
"Every morning at six o'clock you have to go to the river to fetch water, one tank for each person. You have to work in the fields in the morning and clean the steps in the afternoon. Mr. Ahu will arrange it in the evening. You have to do three meals a day here. Yes, you cannot take a step beyond the boundary of the communication room, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences." A young man and woman introduced, the man is called Jimmy, the woman is called Allah, they are both blond and have the same Chinese pronunciation. It should have come in at the same time.
"What on earth are we here for? Can we go back?" We finally met the same people in trouble, and many people couldn't wait to understand the situation in front of them.
However, it is clear that they cannot explain these people.
"We have lived at the foot of this mountain for two years. From sunrise to sunset, life is very peaceful. I can't answer your questions." Allah lowered his eyes, his expression a little unclear.
And her time here made everyone feel a sense of despair. For several days in a row, cries could be heard every night, including women's sobs and men's choking. From a modern civilized society to becoming a slave in this wilderness, no one can accept it in their heart.
At first, they hoped that a hotel attendant would discover their disappearance and call the police to rescue them. However, as days passed, the flame that everyone hoped for gradually turned into ashes.
And just when they thought their lives would be trapped here forever, one morning they saw Jimmy walking up the steps, putting on a gray bunt, and heading to the heights of the hills without hesitation.
"He succeeded and gained the qualification to enter the communication room, and I..." Allah stood at the foot of the steps, looking at him from a distance with dull eyes, with an unconcealable defeat in his empty expression.
She didn't know whether she was sad about the separation from the other person, or whether she was sad about the other person's determination to never look back.
And that night, there was a commotion on the stone steps. Everyone sneaked out to take a look, and what they saw was Allah covered in blood under the moonlight. She was lying on the stone steps like a rag, with her face covered with blood. A layer of gray shadow.
"Ah!" The girls screamed and didn't dare to look. The strong smell of blood around them made people nauseous.
Even when the boys didn't dare to come close, Song Ye came forward and squatted beside her.
The wounds on Allah's body look like gunshot wounds from a distance, but if you get closer, you will find that the blood holes all over her body do not smell of gunpowder smoke. Each of those wounds is a finger wide, and the entrance is also very deep, directly piercing the internal organs. More like it was caused by fingers.
Fingers... Song Ye had a bold guess, maybe this was another wound caused by supernatural powers.
Just like Ahu can launch stones to attack her independently, it is not surprising that manipulating supernatural powers can achieve such attack damage.
"Giggle, thank you..." Allah's eyes had not dimmed completely. She regarded Song Ye's approach as sympathy for her, and she expressed her gratitude for this sympathy.
At the end of her life, someone came to see her off, which put a smile of relief on her face.
Song Ye pursed her lips, not revealing the fact that she just came up to check the wound. She was about to die, so she didn't rub salt into this poor woman's wound.
And Song Ye probably guessed the reason why she would end up like this.
She was transported down the mountain, and the end of the blood trail was the reception room. She was going to see Jimmy.
Unfortunately, even if she lost her life, her beloved never came back.
Song Ye couldn't understand what kind of temptation could make a person abandon the one he loved without hesitation, and even watch her die without looking back.
"Live on... practice hard... go up... only above... will you have... freedom."
These were the last words Allah left for her.
That night her blood dyed the blue steps red, and the meandering blood looked as sad and desperate as flowers in the moonlight.
This night, everyone who had finally gotten used to a peaceful life had another sleepless night. Several of them were so stimulated that they packed their things overnight and said they wanted to leave this ghost place. After that, the only things they brought back were their bodies.
Ahu pointed at the familiar faces on the ground and told them calmly, "This is the fate of running away. All you need is obedience. Before you have any matching strength, this is the only place you can move around. I think. If you want to go out or reach a higher position, I will give you a chance."
go out.
These two words sounded so attractive. Everyone was bewitched in an instant and nodded desperately. They wanted to get out.
And they soon knew the conditions for leaving.
On the second night after Allah's death, they were taken to the open space behind the house. There was a high platform made of jade, covered with patterns, with six columns erected around it, and a dragon head above the top.
They had discovered this high platform before, but they were not allowed to step on it at that time.
Tonight, Ahu personally brought them up and gave each of them five things, namely gold, wood, a bottle of water, a flint, and a bag of soil.
"From now on, you will meditate cross-legged here for three hours every night, and then see how you feel about the things in front of you. If you can make these things change without using external force, you can step on the stone steps. ”
Song Ye sat on the jade plate, and his fingertips touched the jade texture under him. His hands felt cold and warm, refreshing.
She suddenly felt something under the jade plate pouring into her body. It was cold and clear, and it felt strange.