Chapter 1 Part 3 Suffering from the shock
Walking out of the Miao stockade, circled around the wooden wall of the village. It seemed that the fog in the forest outside was thicker, but the sunset still penetrated into the mountain, the rattan vines of the wooden wall were coated like a gold border.
It would have been a pleasure to leisure away for half a day, counted as a joyful occasion.
But you looked closer, the wooden wall made by logs were very peculiar. Every tree had a thick waist size, cracked bark and dense lines. Between each tree, there was no wedge nail. It seems that it was just standing vertically together, firmly wrapped by the vines that grow outside.
Looking carefully, found that the vines were winding around, only had the vine's leaves but didn't have its roots. It seemed that grow from the barks, tightly wrapped, all root in the bark. No wonder there were cracks on the barks, showing different twisted cracks.
Longya was trying to get closer, but he heard a soft female voice: “Long Ye (1) is here.”
Following the voice, it was Shaman, the Miao guniang who sat beside him at the banquet, who nodded and smiled in reply. “Shaman came here to invite Long Ye back to the stockade. When nightfall, there had many wild animals around here.” Charming voice and beautiful woman, he did not believe that men can refuse her request. Without thought, Longya went back with her, Shaman arranged a room for rest.
Living in a different place, he couldn’t sleep well. At midnight, he could hear a sound from the next cottage, looked like someone walked around. Longya habitually turned over and swept to the window. Sure enough, Li Si furtively came out of the cottage, walked to the sanctuary alone. After a while, a beautiful figure appeared in the dark, which seemed to be one of the many Miao guniang. They met, hugged each other intimately, and walked the steps head to the sanctuary…
In the middle of the night, a lonely man and a widow can’t do anything good. Although the Great Song Dynasty was strict in etiquette and law, these brothers were also the masters that often played around. What about scruples in this remote place?
“What a dog and bitch.” Longya chuckled and ignored, turned back to bed and went on sleeping.
Two Si Chen (2) later, heard someone knocking on the window next to him. he thought some beautiful Miao guniang could not stand loneliness. Sure enough, later on, there was another sound of footsteps, which seemed to be heading towards the sanctuary again…
Longya laughed, thinking that Li Si had not returned yet, another pair of a lustful ghost, fearing that they would look good when they bumped into each other. It’s none of his business and too lazy to pay attention to it. He slept until dawn and wake up feeling refresh and clear in the morning.
When he went out to move his hands and feet, saw many people working in the fields outside. Shaman’s skirt was tucked around her waist, revealing a pair of smooth and symmetrical jade legs, which could not say why was so charming.
Longya’s eyes couldn’t be moved away, just crossed his hands, lent against the doorpost.
Suddenly, Shaman screamed, jumped and struggled in the field. It seemed that something terrible had happened to her.
Longya rushed toward with his light skill, holding her in one hand and rising up, only to see the blood dripping from the right leg, her wound was torn off, had the size of an egg!
Just listen to the “squeak” sound, under the ground had a giant rat leapt out, one chi (3) large rat, looked so fierce!
Longya’s sword had always been very fast when a sword lashed, the rat's head was separated from its body in a different place, the blood flood over fields, the soil was dyed to a dark brown shade.
Shaman was still in a panic state. The other women helped her heal her wounds. After several steps, she turned around again. With an inexplicable look on her face, he couldn’t tell whether she was grateful or what.
Longya watched Shaman walked away, thinking that it was hard for such delicate women to stay in this remote place. He was thinking a nonsense thing, sudden he heard an old hoarse voice behind him:
“Long Ye… Let have breakfast…”
Longya was a martial arts practitioner. Rarely had people could be able to appear behind his back so quietly. Hearing a strange voice. His heart beat faster, he couldn’t help but turned his head around.
爷 (yé) a form of address for an official or rich man时辰 (shí chen) Chinese time divided hour into 12 Shi Chen (1 Shi Chen = 2 hours)尺 (chǐ) a unit of length（=1/3 metre）Translator’s talk corner:
Not Only Shaman suffers from her injury but also ME The translator that suffer from their idiom. OTL.