Yaozong was the only male baby born after the Tian Lei split the infant tower.
Within five years, the land around the infant tower was trampled by people.
But no family successfully gave birth to a baby boy.
The secret leaked when I was 12 years old.
After a slip of the tongue by my uncle after drinking, the whole village knew the reason why my family became rich by giving birth to male babies.
The village chief brought the ancestors of the village to my house, threatening to expel Yaozong from the family tree, and took me away from home.
Placed in a dilapidated temple on the north side of the village.
I grabbed my mother's sleeve and cried out: "Mother! Mama! I don't want to go! I'll behave and do the work! Mama! Don't let them take me away!"
To my surprise, my mother's face turned cold, and she picked up the kitchen knife by the pot and said to me, "Let go, if you don't let go, I'll cut off your arm!"
Upon hearing this, I quickly let go of my hand and let the people brought by the village chief carry me away.
As I left, I saw a black thread fly into the yard of my house and wind around the big locust tree in the yard.
I was tied to a column in front of the shrine, and they wrapped me layer by layer with cloth to prevent me from self-harm.
Then, the village chief took a shovel and flattened my feet.
He said that this way, I wouldn't run away.
The immense pain hit me, and I couldn't help but scream.
This was ten thousand times more painful than when my grandfather beat me with a cane, my father slapped me in the face, or my uncle burned me with a cigarette butt!
"Shut up!" the village chief shouted, quickly covering my mouth.
The suffocation and pain made my tears flow, blurring my vision.
Before losing consciousness, I faintly saw a white light drill into the village chief's left leg, while a black thread emerged from his left leg, tying around his wrist.
When I woke up again, the dilapidated temple was already crowded with people, and there were many people outside looking in.
I looked down and saw my feet, which had been smashed, wrapped in tattered cloth and hanging there, fixed with willow twigs.
Looking again, the village chief's long-limping left leg was already healed, indistinguishable from a normal person.
The villagers stared at his leg, with a strange light in their eyes.
"Ahem!" the village chief cleared his throat, and the villagers instantly quieted down.
"However, Wang Er-ya is, after all, from the Wang family, and the Wang family is from our village."
"So, I'll set a rule.
"For each punishment against the sinful girl, you must pay five taels of silver!"
Before the village chief's words fell, cheers rang out from all around.
"Good!"
"Agreed!"
"Punish the sinful girl, bless our family!"
"Punish the sinful girl, bless our family!"
The crowd was unusually excited, with a glint of ferocity in their eyes.
I was extremely afraid, trembling incessantly.
The village chief waved his hand and drove the crowd out of the dilapidated temple.
The villagers laughed and chatted as they left.
The village chief did not leave, staring at his own leg, lost in thought.
Until the village chief's wife arrived and closed the temple doors.
The woman whipped my stomach with a willow twig, soaked in water, flexible and sharp. Although it didn't directly touch my skin, the pain was burning and unbearable.
A cool breeze blew through the summer night, coupled with my lack of water intake, hunger and cold made me delirious and feverish.
I only remembered that when I was in a stupor, a few people gently poured thin rice soup into my mouth.
They trembled, sobbing suppressed.
Soon, on the third morning, there was a commotion outside the dilapidated temple, presumably full of people.
I was already so weak from hunger, and when I looked up, I saw that they had no strength.
It wasn't until the person who brought five taels of silver placed it in front of the shrine's table that I saw his appearance.
It was the village chief's father-in-law, Wang San-ye.
He came to beg for a son.
His family had been single for three generations, and the only son of this generation accidentally fell into a pond and drowned four years ago.
I heard that his daughter has been vomiting continuously at home yesterday, called a doctor to look at it, it turned out to be signs of joy.
These days, the village chief has been collecting unripe apricots and plums throughout the village, saying that his wife has morning sickness, and only by eating sour things can she stop the vomiting.
People in the village all said that this pregnancy is definitely going to be a baby boy.
The news of a baby boy being born in Wang's family spread throughout the village.
Everyone rushed over, wanting to see if Wang San-ye, who knew the destiny, could fulfill his wish.
Wang San-ye held the hand of the elderly woman and, with a trembling hand, cut off a piece of meat from my chest with a kitchen knife.
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For the next three months, I was pierced with long needles, burned by hot fires, eaten by insects, and beaten and kicked.
The time to open the shrine went from every ten days to every five days, and then to every three days.
Now, every other day, someone would enter with expectant eyes and mercilessly punish me.
Strangely, after each "punishment", my wounds would quickly heal.
Strangely, although the god did not tell the villagers how to obtain his protection, they could come up with so many ways to torture people.
There were more than ten pregnant women in the village, and their bellies were rounding and swelling at an abnormal speed.
No one thought there was a problem, only that this was the blessing of the god, allowing them to give birth to a precious child soon.
A black thread hovered and spread throughout the sky of the entire village, they could not see it, but I could.
All of this seemed to be coming to an end.
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