In the southwest, there is a Miao village with a history of thousands of years, called Gongga. The four seasons here are like spring, the scenery is picturesque, and it is as beautiful as a paradise.

Gongga Miao Village still maintains very primitive farming techniques, and a cup technique is also popular in the village. It is said that this cup technique can control people's ideology, and the person who takes the cup can control the person who receives it for life.

Outsiders are generally not allowed to enter or leave the village at will, but an exception occurred two days ago. Two people came here.

Not only did the village owner not drive them out, but he also welcomed them as the most distinguished guests.

The guests we welcomed were women who were extremely coquettish and attracted the attention of the men in the village wherever they went.

The other man was carried into the village lying on a stretcher. A white cloth covered the man's body to block his appearance. Everyone just guessed from his body shape that he should be a man.

The ancestors of the villagers in this village were driven here. They climbed mountains and waded in rivers, and experienced many hardships before they found a place to settle here.

So far, they have settled here and taken root. They nourished ancient songs and myths with their blood, believed in all things, worshiped nature, worshiped their ancestors, and lived a life of ignorance of worldly affairs.

Early this morning, the leader of the village invited a charming woman to the ancestral hall to discuss matters. Three hours have passed since the morning, and the meeting seems to have not ended yet.

I vaguely heard the woman say: "No need to say much else. As long as you agree to this condition, I will definitely fulfill the conditions you put forward."

After the woman finished speaking, there was another period of silence. After about two minutes, the village leader cleared his throat and said, "The person who performs this cup technique will be cursed."

"I don't care, this is my only condition, and the sooner the better." The woman's tone was so strong that there was no room for consideration.

She only needs that man to be by her side willingly, and it will be hers alone for the rest of her life, and she can't care so much about other things.

In order to keep this man by her side, she agreed to sacrifice her freedom and promised the old village master to come back as a village girl. She would have to spend the rest of her life in this ghost place.

But then she thought about it, as long as she had her loved ones by her side, it would be the same for her wherever she lived. It didn't matter here in Gongga, at least there would be no one to disturb their lives.

The old village leader was silent for a while, and finally, after several elders nodded in agreement, he spoke again: "Well, the time will be set at eight o'clock tonight."

The woman hesitated a little: "Okay."

After saying that, she turned around and left without giving the elders any courtesy as juniors. It seemed that she was the most noble one.

Go out and turn left, then walk through a long wooden corridor, then turn left and cross the Changsheng Pond Stone Bridge to reach a small wooden building.

The woman lifted up the skirt of the national costume she was wearing, stepped up the wooden stairs and walked upstairs step by step. She went upstairs quickly because there was someone she wanted to see there.

There is only one room on the wooden floor. The room is empty and has no furniture. There is only a quilt spread in the center of the room, and the man is lying on it, with an embroidered Miao brocade casually draped around his body, revealing his

Naked and muscular upper body.

The woman walked over, knelt down beside him, stretched out her hand to touch his chiseled face, and moved her fingertips gently on his face.
Chapter completed!