Chapter Thirteen Boxer One
"Zi Yi? Zi Yi...it's time to wake up...Zi Yi..."
I was confused, as if I had had a long, long dream. In the dream, there was chaos at first. It seemed that many things, many unfamiliar to me, and those distant memories, completely disappeared the moment I opened my eyes.
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"call!"
I opened my eyes, gasping for air, and looked around. I saw that I was sitting on a rattan mat, surrounded by a low, humid room, and beside me, there were several people.
A figure covered in dirt, they were both male and female, old and young, all staring at me. I touched my face in surprise and said: "You... you..."
"Ziyi, why don't you remember your father and mother? Did you fall down from the mountain and break your brain?!"
A skinny middle-aged man glared at me with an annoyed look on his face.
I thought about it in amazement, and suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my left calf. When I lowered my head, I saw that it was covered with thick layers of rags. It seemed that my leg was injured, but I couldn't remember when it happened.
Where is it?
"My...my name is Ziyi?"
I first rubbed my confused head, but it was still blank. I seemed to have forgotten everything I should have remembered.
"Ah? It's broken, it's broken. This kid's brain is really broken. His father, please come see the doctor quickly!"
The middle-aged woman looked at me anxiously and urged the middle-aged man who claimed to be my father.
"We don't even have money to eat, how can we afford to hire a doctor?!"
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man shouted angrily and turned to me and said, "I don't believe you, little bastard, have forgotten everything. We are a Geng family, and you are the eldest grandson in the family, ranking first, so your name is also
Gengziyi, bastard, you will be twenty-one years old in three days, but our Jiuling Palace
Anyone who is over 21 years old and has not found a mate will be humiliated by the tribe, and will also be chopped into pieces by those armored guards. You bastard, if you can't go to the arena of Jiuling Palace to fight in three days.
With this name, no matter whether you have real amnesia or fake amnesia, there is only one way to die!"
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he snorted coldly, turned around and walked out of the door.
"Hey, Ziyi, your father doesn't want to see you die, but our family is too poor and we really can't afford to find a doctor to treat you. You take good care of yourself, and your mother will cook for you and let the little tiger head
Stay by your side and talk to you."
The middle-aged woman sighed and walked out sadly.
Several other people also walked out, leaving only a six or seven-year-old boy in the room. He was barefoot, dirty all over, and had a finger in his mouth, watching quietly.
He looked at me, then walked up to me and said, "Brother, do you still know Mao Si?"
"Maosi? Who is Maosi?"
I kept rubbing my temples and struggled to cope with the little boy's questions.
"It's me, hee hee..."
The little boy obviously made a joke with me, and then he grinned, showing a row of small gapped teeth.
"Are you Maosi? My brother?"
I asked in surprise.
"Yes, brother, are you afraid of losing, so you pretend to have amnesia? But if you don't win a wife back, the burden on the family will be even heavier..."
The little boy put down his finger and spoke to me very seriously.
"What, what? Win a wife and come back? Mao... Maosi, I, I may have really lost my memory. Can you tell me, or simply explain to me clearly, what is winning a wife, and... and...
Why are our names all named after the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches... Huh? How do I know the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches? What are the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches? Oops, why do I get a headache the more I think about it..."
As I was talking, I began to speak incoherently, because I didn’t know what I was talking about. It seemed like it was the first time I had heard of these words, Heavenly Stem and Earthly Branches, but why could I just open my mouth and say it?
"It's broken, it's broken, my brother's head is badly damaged..."
The little boy stared at me in horror, as if he were an idiot for a long time, and then he said with a smile: "Brother, then I don't have to pay back what I owe you, hehe!"
"What do you owe me? Please tell me clearly what I want to know first. My mind is completely blank right now."
I said impatiently.
"Oh, okay then, I'll tell you everything I know, but you're not even as good as me, how can you go to the ring to find a wife? Hehe!"
The little boy smiled again and then told me everything about this place and my family...
It turns out that this is a huge island, and all our creatures live here. Due to the huge power of the Jiuling Palace, all creatures must obey the rule of the Jiuling Palace. However, the Jiuling Palace holds a wedding ceremony every three years.
The reason why this meeting is held is because men and women on the island are governed separately.
Unless married couples are already married, unmarried men and women are under separate jurisdiction. When they reach the age of marriage, a marriage recruitment meeting will be held. Every three years, only ten new couples pass the test. The so-called pass means getting married.
Those who are married can live, but those who are not married also have requirements, extremely cruel requirements, that is, they can live before the age of twenty-one. If they fail to find a partner after the age of twenty-one, they will definitely die!
This way of survival has been followed for generations. I don’t know which generation it originated from, and the details cannot be studied.
Let's talk about the marriage recruitment meeting. There are many people participating. The island is divided into ten families, divided according to the ten heavenly stems, A, B, C, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui. I am
The descendants of the Geng Zihao family, a member of the Geng Zihao family, want to
They are distinguished by the twelve earthly branches, such as Zi, Chou, Yin and Mao... and so on. The eldest son is judged by the son, and so on. But if I fail to recruit a bride, after I am executed, there will be only Mao Si left in the family. If I cannot succeed in recruiting a bride after the Mao Four days,
, then families without descendants will also be executed.
The re-established family will replace the destroyed family.
This is a slightly absurd and extremely cruel world...
The only people who are richly dressed and well-fed are the people of Jiuling Palace. Even the servants of Jiuling Palace live a nobler life than us lowly family members.
If you want to enter the Jiuling Palace and enjoy happiness, you have to come out on top in the competition. The person with the first place has the right to choose the same noble reward, or enter the Jiuling Palace as an errand.
So after calculation, there are only eleven places. The remaining ten can choose the girls prepared by Jiuling Palace to be their wives. The rest of the losers will all be executed. The corresponding girls will also die, no matter how many men there are.
To participate, Jiuling Palace will prepare the corresponding number of women.
"This is worse than a slave!"
After hearing what Maosi said, I yelled angrily, but the injury on my leg immediately affected me, making me grin with pain.
"Uh...brother, what is a slave?"
Maosi looked at me blankly, as if he didn't quite understand what I said.
"Slave... I don't know, why can I suddenly think of some strange words?"
I tilted my head and thought for a while, then said: "What's even more hateful is that we don't even have real names, just a bunch of code names. Alas, it's really a hell-like world..."
"Well……"
Seeing Mao Si's dull expression again, I couldn't help but touch my forehead, yes...what are the things that I blurt out every time? Why can't I remember any of them?
"Brother, you should take good care of yourself, I'm going out to play..."
Maosi muttered, turned around and ran out.
I lay in the dark little house for three days. During these three days, my mother brought meals on time, and other people in the clan came to greet me from time to time. But when they saw that my legs were showing no improvement, they all seemed to have lost sight of me.
Expectations and hopes.
Everyone else in the clan has lost their sons, and the only one who has descendants now is my father. If I am executed this time, only Mao Si will be left. Everyone takes special care of Mao Si, for fear that anything will happen to him. For me,
, his attitude has become increasingly cold over the past three days.
"My name is Geng Ziyi, and I fight for the life and death of my family. I want to live, and I want to defeat all opponents in the ring... My name is Geng Ziyi, and I fight for..."
"call!"
I suddenly opened my eyes, and in my sleep, a voice kept echoing in my mind, confusing my thinking. I took a long breath and woke up. Panting, I stretched out my hand to wipe the cold sweat from my forehead.
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The sky is bright again. Today is the morning of the fourth day. The past three days have never come back. Today is the day when I turn twenty-one, and it is also the time when I make a life-or-death decision. So outside the house, there are people standing outside.
people inside.
I climbed out of bed with difficulty, put on my shoes, and wrapped a few more rags around the wound on my leg. In this way, the pain seemed to lessen a bit. When I stood up, I felt dizzy. Fortunately, after stumbling, I stabilized myself.
Maybe seeing me like this, the elders and clan members all shook their heads in disappointment and sighed helplessly.
Obviously, they no longer have any hope for my life or death today...
"Ziyi, there is a stranger who wants to see you!"
A middle-aged man who claimed to be my uncle came to me and said cautiously.
"Who is it?"
I took a look and saw a figure covered in black robes standing outside the yard. His head was also covered, so I couldn't see the person's appearance clearly. As I said that, I walked out of the crowd and came to the outside of the yard. I was confused.
He asked: "Who are you? Why do you want to see me?"
The man in black robe didn't say anything, nor did he raise his head to look at me. He just stretched out his pale hand and handed me a small cloth bag. The small cloth bag was about the size of my palm and placed it on my hand. I saw a black and white Tai Chi drawn on it.
Chapter completed!