Lu Xin stood on the street under the red moon, looking at the strange scene in front of him and remaining silent.
He had never seen such a scene before, and he was not sure who he should help.
What caught his eye 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-level art." But at that time, Lu Xin and his friends didn't quite understand that the old dean was staring at a group of women in white miniskirts. What's so cool about dancing on tiptoes?
In my heart, I even despised the old dean.
But at this moment, watching this woman's dance, Lu Xin gradually understood something.
This woman¡¯s dance seems to be telling something.
She conveyed a certain message through her body to Lu Xin who was watching the performance.
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That is a girl who is still passionate despite being born in a post-catastrophic world.
She is obsessed with dancing and hopes to become a star in the High Wall City one day.
So, she and a group of song and dance troupe performers who traveled among the high-walled cities took advantage of the current situation to set off together, riding in a caravan, walking through each high-walled city to meet their new arrival. One performance after another
Life in the wilderness is full of inconveniences, tiring, and makes little money.
"But this group of people are all very happy, and they look forward to becoming a new generation of superstars and being sought after by countless people.
But this dream was shattered one night.
A group of knights attacked their cabaret troupe camping in the wilderness, just to rob them of some supplies.
When they first set up camp, they found out that there were no knights around.
Of course, they never thought that the Knights could be anyone.
Their leader and everyone in the troupe were killed, and she herself, because of her beauty, luckily or unfortunately, was brought back by the knights, came to this village, or home, and became The trophy of one of them.
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Her dancing became twisted and grotesque, full of painful feelings.
Through her dancing, Lu Xin seemed to see her being bullied and beaten day and night, and felt the increasing pain in her heart. He saw her desperately trying to escape, but was caught again and again. , and seemed to suffer even more pain.
Her legs were twisted against the joints. Someone broke her legs because they were afraid of her escaping.
The clothes on her body slipped off as she moved, revealing her slender and charming body.
But there were cigarette marks everywhere on the body, as well as some scars from fire and needle pricks.
That was the punishment someone imposed on her for being disobedient.
The messy hair was thrown up violently, revealing her face full of knife marks. That was because someone was worried that she would be spotted and snatched away by others.
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Her dancing posture began to become twisted and weird, and a kind of ferocity emerged from the pain.
That¡¯s when she decided to take revenge.
Even if her legs have been broken, she still has to dance and bear the pain that has exceeded the limit, because she knows that she must be attractive, because her face is ruined and her body has become filthy, so what she has , just dance.
It seems that the passion in her whole life has never been stronger than it is now. In pain, she learned this weird dance.
Everybody was fascinated by her.
With this dance, she became a big star in the village.
In order to satisfy her, someone went to grab more things, provoked a stronger gathering point, and was beaten to death.
Someone died in a fight between brothers fighting for her right to belong.
Men kept dying because of her, and she was occupied by other men.
She looked at the ugliness of these people with cold eyes, let them fight, let them fight, let them do such tragic things.
This is the only thing she can do.
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"Huh"
Lu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and rubbed his face.
He already understood what happened in this village.
The dancer is still telling her story, and her figure under the red moon pushes her emotions to the highest point little by little.
The old lady was shouting at the top of her lungs, even begging for help.Break off and fall off piece by piece.
Her arms also had bloody gashes.
But she still couldn't stop her little grandson from gradually synchronizing his dance with that dancer and gradually becoming hers. This uniform dance seemed to have some strange power, like an invisible knife, cutting her body into pieces. , the cut was dripping with blood.
In the end, the dancers¡¯ movements suddenly appeared with some strange and coordinated perfection, reaching their peak.
At this time, her little grandson caught up with her in his dance, and his ugly face showed a kind of obsessed and fanatical expression.
This expression remained on his face forever, and his movements stopped, as if he had turned into a sculpture.
A twist-shaped sculpture.
"Ka" "Ka" "Ka"
In the entire village, everyone stopped and their 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 dancing posture and stayed in this state forever.
??Beauty has flooded this village since then.
The dancer with long hair and face looked quietly at Lu Xin riding away with bright tears rolling down his face.
That was the only man who killed her current man, but did not want to continue to possess her.
He was also the only one who appreciated his performance and applauded him.
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"Kakakaka"
Her movements slowly stopped, and the bones in her body made a numbing sound bit by bit.
He squatted down slightly and stretched his hands to the side, as if lifting an invisible skirt.
She slowly lowered her head in the direction Lu Xin left.
With graceful movements, he bowed to the only audience.
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