Chapter 56 Rhetoric
Chapter 56: Rhetoric

"This is a remote place. We have nothing to offer you, Miss Yu."

Lu Bingyan poured Yu Sheng a cup of boiled water and put down some chrysanthemums.

Yu Sheng stretched out his hands to take the teacup and said with a smile: "How could that be? This is already very good."

The teacup is simple, the spring water is sweet, the mountain chrysanthemums are fragrant, and what Yu Sheng said is not entirely polite.

Lu Bingyan forced a smile, and occasionally her eyes fell on the wheelchair where Yu Sheng was sitting.

"Sister Lu, your mother...isn't she a native of Snow Village?"

Yu Sheng suddenly asked, holding the teacup.

Lu Bingyan was startled, then looked at her unnaturally: "How do you know?"

Yu Sheng touched the armrest of the wheelchair and said, "There is the emblem of Broadcom Hospital on this wheelchair, and Broadcom Hospital, as far as I know... is in Jingchuan City." Yu Sheng looked up at Lu Bingyan, who had a blank expression on her face.

The reason she noticed the hospital emblem was because of Bai Yanliang.

She remembered that the first thing Bai Yanliang said to her was to point out the hospital she was currently in, and the basis for that was the wheelchair she was sitting in.

So...that man must also know that Lu Bingyan's mother is from another place.

Moreover, she came from a big city far away from these deep mountains.

Lu Bingyan obviously didn't expect Yu Sheng to notice this, let alone that she would recognize the hospital emblem that most people couldn't even remember. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond to her questions.

After a moment, under Yu Sheng's curious gaze, Lu Bingyan sighed slightly: "You guessed right, my mother...is from the city."

Is it true...

But how could a city girl from the capital marry into such a remote mountain area?
Even if she found true love, a young woman who was used to city life would not choose to spend the rest of her life in a village where electric lights were the only electrical appliance, right?

Obviously, there are things I don't know about this.

Yu Sheng saw that Lu Bingyan was not in the mood to talk, so he didn't ask any more questions and just chatted with her about all sorts of things.

Because of his leg disability, Yu Sheng read many books and covered a wide range of subjects.

In terms of the breadth of knowledge alone, perhaps even Bai Yanliang is not her match.

Of course, this is because Bai Yanliang has shaped his own knowledge structure, and he doesn't want to put too many things in his mind that he can't use.

With Yu Sheng's deliberate efforts to make friends with her, Lu Bingyan gradually became more talkative.

After all, for so many years, she couldn't find anyone in this village to communicate with.

"Xiao Yu, remember, don't go out at night. Don't even open the door a crack. Also...stay in the house during tomorrow's festival. Don't come out."

Yu Sheng's eyes flickered, and he asked curiously, "Why?"

Lu Bingyan bit her lip, as if she was struggling, but a strange emotion flashed across her narrow eyes: "Don't ask, just listen to me..."

Yu Sheng nodded, held the chrysanthemum tea and took a sip.

……

The village chief's house.

Li Mu admired the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall with a surprised look on his face.

"I never thought that the village chief actually collected so many ancient calligraphy and paintings."

The old village chief was sitting in a rocking chair, leaning on a cane, with a frown on his face.

Hearing this, he looked up at Li Mu and said, "It's not a rare item passed down from our ancestors."

The old village chief seemed to be in a bad mood, perhaps because Cheng Zhipeng's body was still in the village.

Li Mu smiled and said, "I see that the village chief speaks elegantly and chooses words carefully. He must be a man of poetry and literature. I wonder...how did he end up in such a barren mountain forest?"

Li Mu's words brightened the old village chief's eyes. He looked up and saw Li Mu's slightly regretful look. "Alas... young people, you don't know that our ancestors took their wealth, relatives and friends to escape the disaster and took refuge in this snowy old mountain. After a long time, the grass and trees blocked the road, and the fog was blinding. There was no way out of the mountain. We descendants have lived in this village ever since..."

The old village chief's voice was long and sighing, with a hint of helplessness and unwillingness.

Li Mu had a good idea as to how much of this statement could be believed.

The regretful expression on the old village chief's face stayed for too long.

Generally speaking, human expressions are fleeting and do not stay on the face for too long.

So...if a certain expression stays on a person's face for too long, then he is likely faking something.

Even without observing these subtle details, Li Mu could still see the loopholes in the old village chief's words.

In this village, except for the old village chief, the village chief's granddaughter, and the man named Xiaobin, almost no one has a normal appearance.

Their skin is dark and rough, and they are all thin regardless of their height, and their appearance is very strange.

What on earth is this old man hiding?
"I see..." Li Mu nodded, and suddenly looked up with interest and asked, "By the way, Mr. Village Chief, I wonder... what kind of festival is the Homecoming Festival? Can outsiders like us go to watch the ceremony?"

The old village chief grinned, and the wrinkled skin on his face seemed to be blooming a flower.

"Of course, all of you...are welcome."

Li Mu also smiled, then turned around and said goodbye to the old village chief, saying that he wanted to go around the village.

The old village chief watched him leave without stopping him.

……

Bai Yanliang stopped as he walked. In this strange village, everyone came and went in a hurry.

They all seemed to be working hard while the day lasted.

Occasionally, Bai Yanliang could see some men lifting the black cloth in front of the house and stuffing some food and water into the cage.

The women in the cages were disheveled and their faces were twisted and crazy, but they didn't make any sound.

These female villagers...what on earth went crazy?

While thinking, Bai Yanliang stopped in front of a dilapidated old house.

The sky seemed a little gloomy.

This is the second corner of the inverted triangle formed by the houses in the entire village.

I noticed the difference when I first saw Bai Yanliang.

There is no iron cage covered with black cloth in front of this room.

Or rather... no one lives in this house at all.

Bai Yanliang took a step forward and slowly reached out his hand to touch the door of the dilapidated old house.

Boom——

The moment he touched it, pictures suddenly flashed through his mind!

There were thunder and lightning, the night rain was as black as ink, and the sharp lightning made the whole night quickly collapse.

Everything turned pale in the flash of lightning, and then quickly turned dark. A figure in the rainstorm looked up to the sky and cried.

The old tree, which has not yet sprouted, stretched out its bone-like branches, like a pair of hands reaching towards the sky, crying silently.

Fortunately... the one who touched the door was Bai Yanliang. With his unique perspective, he immediately noticed his strange changes and quickly withdrew his hand.

The image in my mind suddenly disappeared.

However, many questions remain.

What...had he just seen?
(End of this chapter)