1648: C1648 Wealthy Marriage 1575

C1648 Wealthy Marriage 1575

The protruding coccyx forced her to bend forward so low that it covered the pattern of her navel. However, when she walked in and struggled to lift up her bent coccyx, the beautiful, contemporary pattern was still surprising.

Her navel was larger and rounder than anyone else's, and her navel was bulging instead of dented, and shaped like a child's unslept eye.

The pattern around the navel was different from the others', bigger and more complicated. On it, one could vaguely see a man holding the statue of a god.

"You're here for the Paradise?" She spoke, her voice hoarse, the corners of her eyes hidden by a thin line of light as she explored the world.

She was him, a man! Dong Qing listened to his voice, and then carefully examined his lower body, confirming her thoughts.

He was not too surprised that he could speak English. Whether it was an animal or a human, there were always talents that others did not have to possess in order to be able to take the leading position.

"What do you want to do?" Dong Qing walked slowly to Ding Yiyi. The person lying on the ground suddenly moved. First was his shoulder, then his bent leg, and finally his head.

Ding Yiyi got up. She was unharmed, but her body was covered with calamus. The calamus pricked her bare skin and hurt a little. She lowered her head to pick it.

The aboriginals' eyes changed. They became timid and their eyes wandered around like frightened hamsters. Even the aboriginals who held the highest position between them looked extremely surprised. The wrinkles on their faces became even more intense.

"Leave her, leave her. She is a messenger sent by the devil. She is a ghost who is taking his life." The old and hoarse voice of the old leader was hard and unpleasant to hear, as if it was filled with cement. However, his anger and panic could be clearly felt.

Dong Qing helped Ding Yiyi pluck the last calamus root in her hair and smiled. "I'm sorry, I don't have any plans to leave her now."

"You two are together?" the old man asked again.

Dongqing thought about it for a moment and felt that he asked about the union. Perhaps he was asking about the relationship between the two of them. "Yes, we are in the same league."

Ding Yiyi did not say a word. She felt that it was not the right time to speak at this moment. As she observed these aboriginals, a puzzled thought surfaced in her mind.

The old man seemed to relax a little. His expression was not as tense as before. He spoke in an incomprehensible voice, and the other people's eyes returned to their cautious ones.

They began to look at Ding Yiyi indifferently, just like they looked at Dong Qing. It was the way they looked at their prey.

They seemed to hate women. Ding Yiyi and Dong Qing looked at each other quickly and exchanged the same thoughts with their eyes.

"We didn't kill these people." "They were killed by the rules on their way to the Paradise."

"Rules?" Ding Yiyi said.

There was another wave of panic and disturbance, and the natives were talking to each other in their own language, but it was clear that they did not like her speaking.

Ding Yiyi noticed and shut her mouth. She didn't want to anger these people at this critical juncture. Otherwise, the sharpened logs in their hands would fly towards her mercilessly.

"What are the rules?" Dong Qing took a subconscious step forward and protected Ding Yiyi behind her.

The old aboriginal glanced at him, "The world has its rules, flowers and plants have their rules, we have our rules."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking. The pattern on his abdomen expanded and contracted as he breathed.

Dong Qing thought for a moment. "You mean they violated the rules that led to the Paradise, so they were punished by the rules."

The old man nodded, agreeing. His English was probably the best of the lot, and a little too good, with an American accent.

"If we avoid the rules, or break them, will we be able to reach that place?" Dongqing asked the question that he wanted to know the most. She was so excited that her body trembled slightly.

The other party nodded silently, but in his eyes, aside from caution, there was also a hint of ridicule, "The law is irreversible."

"Bring us to the rules." Dong Qing was full of confidence. Suddenly, he started hesitating again, wondering if he should change the word "we" to "I".

That rule was undoubtedly dangerous, and it could even be said that the probability of death was 99%. Since he had already found the path to Blessed World, there was no need for him to bring someone else with him to his death.

"Without you, I wouldn't have been able to return to the world within the rules." Ding Yiyi seemed to have seen through something as she walked to his side and stood beside him.

Dong Qing tilted her head to look at her and was surprised to find that her skin was extremely good. It was like a boiled egg that had been peeled off, even if it had been bitten by several mosquitoes.

Ding Yiyi's fair skin moved a little closer. She lowered her voice and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

He froze, realizing that he had been staring at her for a long time. "Nothing," he said.

The old aboriginal man who had been standing at the side all this while spoke, "I can send you all to the blissful world."

He turned, exposing his coccyx to the air. "Come with me."

Ding Yiyi and Dong Qing didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. After the natives decided to take them to the Endless World, they formed groups and left, as if they weren't worried that they would play tricks or plot against them from behind.

The two of them followed along the path of the aboriginals and discovered that the path was exactly where the dried corpses on the trees were arranged. If the dried corpses were compared to a straight line, then one end of the line would be the tribe of the aboriginals, while the other end of the line would be the mass graves.

Everyone was silent, with only the sound of rustling birds and the occasional bird chirp. As they went deeper and deeper, there were no more birds chirping.

Ding Yiyi tried several times to identify from the bodies of the natives who were watching them in the forest, but to no avail. These people seemed to be carved out of the same mold, whether it was their eyes or their bent bodies.

He saw a triangular pagoda made of banana leaves. As he got closer, he realized it was actually houses. The houses were similar, with green roofs covered with banana leaves and brown leaves.

Under the roof, the sun brought along the wind as it penetrated through the wooden sticks of different sizes. These wooden sticks could not withstand the wind and rain at all. There were many wooden walls here and there.

The door was very short and very small. It was unknown whether it was because the bent backs of these people had purposely been built so small, or because the houses had been built so small that their backs were bent.

There were two old goats in the tribe, but only two old goats. One of them was blind, and its black eye sockets were like a black hole in the universe.

In addition to the goats, there were also a few children in the tribe. Their backs were slightly bent, which reminded them of shrimp which had gradually evaporated under the sun.

Dong Qing could feel Ding Yiyi tugging at his sleeve. He lowered his head and caught a whiff of a natural fragrance with the tip of his nose. "It's strange. I can't see any women in this tribe."

Ding Yiyi expressed her doubts. Whether it was just now or now, the entire tribe was filled with men. There was not a single woman in sight.

"If this place isn't genetically advanced and men can have children, that means there are women." Dongqing calmly pointed at the children who had been watching them the entire time.

The old man led them to a banana house that was the same as the others, but bigger and firmer than the others.

"You, are here." He pointed to the holly.

Dong Qing didn't move, his sword-like eyebrows slightly raised. "What about her?"

The old aboriginal glanced at Ding Yiyi unwillingly and quickly shifted his gaze away. "She, she's over there." A gurgling sound came from his throat.

It was a small banana house outside the village. The house was very small and shabby. A gust of wind could blow down the banana house.

Between the banana house and the village, there was a long, horizontal gap, as if someone was standing in the way.

Dong Qing was about to say something when his wrist was grabbed. His eyebrows shot up, and he looked down at the hand that held his wrist, which had lost a fist.

"I think I know where the women of this village are." She let go, keeping her voice low. "It's all right."

Dong Qing was still worried. "Are you sure?"

"Didn't you hope to find the bliss world and an opportunity to make Ao Yu come back to you?"

The name that she hadn't heard for a long time was organized into words, causing her to freeze. For the past few days, that name hadn't appeared in her mind at all.

While he was still in a daze, Ding Yiyi had already walked over to that small banana house without anyone following her. However, she knew that many people were looking at her with eyes that were not filled with goodwill.

As she walked into the ravine, she realized that it wasn't really a ravine. She only scattered some white powder on the ground. Her feet had a little bit of it, and the strange smell of the white powder seeped into her nose.2

He continued onward, and when he arrived at the banana house, there was a sickening mix of head oil and human excrement.

She looked back and saw that Dongqing had been watching her. She took a step forward with her left foot and leaned forward a little.

With a warm feeling in her heart, she walked around the banana house before realizing that the door was facing away from the village.

This tribe seemed to have a great enmity towards women. Even if women could give birth to children and raise the entire tribe, they would still regard women as snakes and scorpions. Why was that?

Unsurprisingly, there was a woman quietly looking at her. She had dark skin, drooping breasts, and there was a bronze ring hanging on each side of her black and white eyes.

Her navel had no pattern, nothing. If she hadn't seen the trace of fear and curiosity in her eyes when she saw her kind, Ding Yiyi would have suspected that the woman kneeling silently in front of her was also a mummy.

The woman sat on her knees with her hands by her sides. The strong, unpleasant smell had grown stronger. The smoke was dizzying.

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