It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 59
Chapter 59

Under Hama Ridge, in the night, there were cries from time to time.

"Mom, I'm hungry, when will I eat?" A child nestled in the arms of its mother.

"Sleep, you won't be hungry when you sleep."

"Uh...uh..." a big man moaned.

"What are you moaning about like a man, don't be ashamed!"

"Brother, my leg...is rotten..."

Uncovering the tattered trouser legs, the calf was already festered, emitting a stench.

These people have not had a very good life recently. After being reduced to slavery, they have to do hard work every day.Such as plowing fields, building cities, digging embankments, starving, and being whipped.And some people who used to have enemies with the Liu family took the opportunity to beat the dog in the water, and it is understandable that they ran over and kicked them.

So these ninety or so people were more or less injured.And the environment in the mountains and forests at night is not good anyway. Hunger, injuries, and fear tortured their hearts.

"Why are we putting up with this, why!"

Someone finally shouted, as if asking this unfair sky.But everyone understood that Liu Muyun was the one he was really attacking.

This gray-haired old man represents the last dignity and glory of the family.

Liu Muyun responded silently and guarded the fire by himself.

This incited everyone in disguise, and there were discussions.

"If it's on the mountain, they'll give us a full meal."

"It was good to eat yesterday."

"That kind of thing called chili, only the nobles in the city can eat it..."

"I'm okay, I'm really okay, but my child is only six years old..."

Hearing these voices in Liu Muyun's ears, he sighed from the bottom of his heart: I'm confused.

These ninety or so people were blood relatives of the Liu family, but most of them were the family's former servants and slaves. They were also demoted to slaves following the incident in the Liu family.

Now under the torture of life and death, the loyalty of these people to the Liu family is slowly weakening.And even among blood relatives, it's not happy and happy, hello, hello, hello, everyone, there are a lot of intrigues among each other.

Some people want to turn grass into bandits, while others want to stick to their glory. Opinions are divided, and the organization has begun to disintegrate from within.

Even if these people go up the mountain now, they will be divided into small groups, and they will definitely be used by Cheng Dalei. They will not be able to occupy the dominance of the cottage as before, and they will not even think about fighting for power with Cheng Dalei.

Is this also in your plan?

Liu Muyun suddenly raised his head and looked up the mountain, feeling a chill in his heart.

In fact, it's not that Liu Muyun doesn't want to stay in Hamoling, after all he has nowhere to go, but he also doesn't want to fall into the grass, because his inherent concept doesn't allow him to do so.

So, is there a way to have the best of both worlds?
Uh... Liu Muyun didn't think about this question.

Although he is well-read in poetry and books and is famous in the Liu family for his profound knowledge, he obviously doesn't have much wisdom.

He just threw this question to Cheng Dalei, to show off his attainments in game science a little bit, and to face a young man, to show off his old man's skills: You are too young, you should know some rules, it's not up to you to decide here.

However, Cheng Dalei didn't play games with him, he just kicked him on the ground and said viciously: "Get out, I'll make rules here."

Humiliation, or death.

Facing the multiple-choice questions Cheng Dalei posed, Liu Muyun was helpless.

Meng Ziyun approached Liu Muyun, and whispered: "Grandpa Liu, I have an idea, I don't know if it will work."

"Say……"

"Bao'er is so hungry, we put him in front of the gate of the village. I don't believe that Cheng Dalei won't open the door. As long as he opens the door, some old and weak can be sent in and the strong will be kept. We can negotiate terms with him slowly."

Liu Muyun suddenly raised his head, as if meeting Meng Ziyun for the first time, the two looked at each other with cold eyes, and felt the fear of each other from the bottom of each other's eyes.

Liu Muyun had to admit that what Meng Ziyun said was a solution.Cheng Dalei posed a multiple-choice question of humiliation or death, and Meng Ziyun's method also gave Cheng Dalei a choice.

Is it moral?

Few people could face such torture, but facing this method, Liu Muyun chose to remain silent. After a long time, he slowly said a word.

"The Master said: "A person with lofty ideals is a benevolent man. There is no one who seeks to live in order to harm benevolence, but one who kills himself to achieve benevolence. "

Meng Ziyun understood the meaning behind Liu Muyun's words, and silently withdrew. Looking at his back, Liu Muyun felt a deep cold in his heart.

The internal collapse came earlier than Cheng Dalei predicted.

Before dawn, someone followed the road down the mountain, carefully avoided the trap and went up the mountain, and slammed the gate of the cottage with both fists.

"Open the door, I want to go up the mountain and become a bandit!"

He was the big guy with the festering calf whose behavior was despised.

"You actually want to be a bandit, how can you meet the ancestors of the Liu family!"

"Ancestors have spirits, and they cannot rest in peace in Jiuquan!"

His words were like knives, and he stabbed at the man's back. He didn't turn his head, but pounded heavily on the gate of the village with his fist, shouting loudly.

The gate of the cottage has not been opened by him, as if it will never be opened.

Now this door is the last hope of a man's survival, and its closing seems to symbolize death.The big man became more and more frightened, and his voice became louder and louder.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain watched this scene, and they ridiculed the big man, but they might not be shaken in their hearts.Looking at the iron-clad man begging for mercy like a beggar, it seemed that this happened to them, and the humiliation enveloped everyone.

How humiliating!
They were once politely invited back to the cottage, where food and lodging were carefully and thoughtfully arranged, and even clean clothes were prepared.

But they chose to refuse, for honor.

But now, he knelt on the ground, wanting to pray to the gods to knock on the door, only hoping that the door would open a crack for him.

What a humiliation!

But how humiliating it is, this door will be opened for him, isn’t kneeling enough, prostrating enough, crying enough?I have let go of my glory, my dignity as a human being, and humbled myself on the ground to beg for your mercy. Isn't that enough?
not enough!

People can have their own glory, but you must be prepared to die for this glory, no one has the responsibility to pay for your glory, except yourself.

Let go of your glory, dignity, and everything you believe in as a human being, and then, here can give you life, only life.

We respect those who died for glory, but there is no burial place for them here.Death, let me die far away.

This closed door represents Cheng Dalei's answer.

He naturally heard the sound outside, turned over to sleep, but covered his face with the quilt.

How to say that sentence: You don't know how to speak human words, you have to go up and kick hard before you understand what your name is.

Just like you give him a penny every day, if you don't give him a day, he will hate you.

You slap him every day, and if you don't slap him for a day, he will love you.

There is another saying that goes like this: It is better to throw a bowl than to beg for food, and it is better to have a straight face than to open your mouth.

(End of this chapter)