Chapter 270: The Battle Between Two Women

Lu Xin stood on the street under the red moon, looking at the strange scene in front of him, and remained silent.

He had never seen such a scene, and he was not sure who he should help.

What caught his attention at this time was the woman dancing on the street in the village.

Lu Xin used to follow the old dean and appreciate a lot of what he called "high art", but at that time, Lu Xin and his friends did not quite understand what was so good about the old dean staring at a group of women wearing white miniskirts dancing on tiptoe.

I even despised the old dean in my heart.

But at this time, watching this woman's dance, Lu Xin gradually understood something.

This woman's dance seemed to be telling something.

She conveyed some information through her body to Lu Xin who was watching the performance.

...

She was a girl who was still passionate even though she was born in a world after the disaster.

She was obsessed with dancing and hoped that one day she could become a star in the high-walled city.

So, she and a group of actors from a song and dance troupe that performed in various high-walled cities set out together, taking advantage of the current stable situation, sitting in a caravan, and walking through high-walled cities to welcome their performances one after another...

Life in the wilderness is full of inconveniences, very tiring, and earning little money.

But these people are very happy, looking forward to becoming a new generation of superstars and being sought after by countless people.

But such a dream was broken one night.

A knight group attacked their song and dance troupe camping in the wilderness, just to rob them of a little bit of supplies.

When they first camped, they asked around and found that there were no knight groups around.

Of course, they didn't think that the knight group could be anyone.

Their leader and all the people in the troupe were killed, and she herself, because she was beautiful, was lucky or unlucky, brought back by the knight group and came to this village, or the old nest, and became the spoils of one of them.

…

Her dancing posture became twisted and bizarre, full of pain.

Through her dancing posture, Lu Xin seemed to see her being bullied and beaten day and night, and felt the pain in her heart that kept increasing. He saw her desperately trying to escape, but being caught again and again, and suffering even greater pain.

Her legs were twisted in the opposite joints, because someone was afraid that she would escape and broke her legs.

Her clothes slipped off with her movements, revealing her slender and charming body.

But her body was covered with smoke marks, and some scars from fire and needles.

That was someone's punishment for her disobedience.

Her messy hair was thrown up suddenly, revealing her face full of knife marks, because someone was worried that she would be spotted and snatched away by others.

Very ugly.

…

Her dancing posture began to become twisted and weird, and from the pain, a kind of ferocity was brewed.

That was her decision to take revenge.

Even if her legs were broken, she still wanted to dance, enduring the pain that was beyond her limit, because she knew that she had to attract people, because her face was destroyed and her body became dirty, so all she had was dance.

As if her passion in her life had never been stronger than it was now, she learned this weird dance in pain.

Everyone was fascinated by her.

She became a big star in the village with this dance.

Some people tried to satisfy her by grabbing more things and provoking more powerful gathering points, and were beaten to death.

Some people died in a fight between brothers for her ownership.

Men kept dying because of her, and she kept being occupied by other men.

She looked at the ugly appearance of these people with cold eyes, letting them fight, let them fight, let them do such cruel things.

This was the only thing she could do.

…

"Huh…"

Lu Xin sighed softly and raised his hand to rub his face.

He had understood what was happening in the village.

The dancer continued to tell her story, and her posture under the red moon pushed her emotions to the highest point bit by bit.

The old lady was already hoarse, and even begged her grandson to stop.

The dancer was in pain, and she was in pain too.

She hated the woman who killed her four sons, because in her opinion, her four sons had been very good to her. As for robbing the song and dance troupe and breaking the woman's legs, what could it matter? Didn't other places do the same?

When she was young, didn't she end up in this village like this?

Especially at this time, she only wanted to save her grandson...

...

However, Lu Xin understood that all those who were affected by this woman were not innocent.

The child's dancing posture seemed to be imitating the dancer, but it could express another emotion.

People in dance are all honest.

It turned out that even this little grandson, thirteen or fourteen years old, had been obsessed with her body and had sneaked into her shack countless times.

The reason why he was still alive was that he was relatively weak in this village and had not yet qualified to occupy her.

His desire and greed were no less than his father and uncle, and anyone in the village.

Perhaps, the dancer hated him the most.

It was this little kid who liked to squat on the top of the mountain and look at everything around him.

At the beginning, it was also him who saw the song and dance troupe camping nearby. When he dragged his already disabled body to the song and dance troupe, the dancer kindly gave him some food and watched him leave with some fear and fear.

At that time, she was sitting on the recliner with long hair like a waterfall.

I didn't know that the greedy eyes in the bushes next to me were reluctant to leave.

As for the old woman, she must live and save her grandson, because she is sure that when her grandson is cured and becomes stronger, he will be more powerful than her four sons and will become the village chief again.

Her only hope is her grandson.

So when the whole village began to be bewitched by that woman, she was also protecting her grandson.

The woman was supported by the whole village. They took away all the food, so she tried to feed him.

She gritted her teeth, held her breath, and refused to admit defeat.

So, even if she had starved to death and had no flesh on the lower half of her body, she was still alive.

...Or, she thought she was alive.

Whenever the red moon rose and the woman conquered the whole village with her dance, she would come out to stop it.

They fought for the ownership of this village...

It was a mess.

...

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

The sister's voice seemed a little depressed at some point.

She stretched out her little hand, wiped her eyes, looked down at Lu Xin and said.

"I don't want to do anything."

After a long while, Lu Xin replied softly: "It's impolite to interrupt other people's performances."

After saying these words, he turned around silently, came to the front of the house, packed up his things, and then pushed the car to the middle of the road. When he was about to start the car and get away from the dance, he felt that something was missing in his heart.

So he stopped, turned his head to look at the dancer, and clapped softly.

"Pa pa pa..."

This is the courtesy that should be shown as an audience.

...

"Woo..."

The engine roared, two white lights shot out from the front of the car, and Lu Xin rode forward.

Behind him, the weird and bizarre dance continued.

The old lady's hoarse curses had turned into begging, and her spine was almost torn apart.

In fact, from the changes in the people in the village and her little grandson, it can be seen that in this dispute, she still lost, and lost more and more every day. She was forced into a desperate situation by those people, on the edge of the village, but she refused to admit defeat.

That night, their struggle finally came to an end.

The woman's dance was close to perfection... a weird perfection.

But she had begun to run out of energy.

"Snap", "Snap", "Snap"

The dance under the red moon has once again tended to perfect unity.

Her spine had been broken by countless crazy twisting villagers, and fell off piece by piece.

Her arms also had bloody cuts.

But she still couldn't stop her little grandson from dancing in sync with the dancer and gradually becoming her. This uniform dance seemed to have some weird power, like an invisible knife, cutting her body with blood.

Finally, the dancer's movements suddenly showed a kind of weird and coordinated perfection, reaching the peak.

At this time, the little grandson's dance followed her, and his ugly face showed a kind of obsessive and fanatical expression.

This expression remained on his face forever, and his movements stopped, as if he had become a sculpture.

A twist-shaped sculpture.

"Ka", "Ka", "Ka"

In the whole village, everyone's movements stopped, and the movements froze.

If I have to describe it, it is a state where everyone blooms like a flower and stays.

They all maintained their elegant dance postures and stayed in this state forever.

Beauty has flooded the village since then.

The dancer with long hair on her face quietly watched Lu Xin riding away, and sparkling tears rolled down.

That was the only one who killed her current man but didn't want to continue to possess her.

He was also the only one who appreciated his performance and gave him applause.

…

"Ka-ka-ka…"

Her movements slowly stopped, and the bones in her body gradually made a tingling sound.

She squatted slightly, and stretched her hands to the side, as if lifting an invisible skirt.

She slowly lowered her head in the direction where Lu Xin left.

With graceful movements, she bowed to the only audience.