True Lies（二）

Even if the pig is sacrificed, the person who deserves to die will still die.

Jia Yiren only used lies to maintain and consolidate the authority he had laboriously built up so that he could continue to deceive people.

During the day, he took me outside and acted like a ghost. At night, when it was late and no one was around, he would turn on the lights, count the money he had swindled and laugh at the people who actually believed his lies. Although he only had one intact arm and one intact hand, he put the money on the greasy table and counted the bills and coins with incredible speed. What's more, he was not afraid to say anything to me.

"What about the Black and White immortals, what about the reincarnation of the immortals, they are all false! Just this," he squinted his eyes, looking at me with a sore throat and Jia Youfu who had lost his mind, tapping the table proudly, "Hey, just this, money! Only money is real, everything else is bullshit!" Since he has spared no effort to adhere to the standards of a gangster, he has become eloquent.

I wiped off the spit that Jia Yiren had splashed on my face and fell into a panic of death and confusion about the truth.

At the age of ten and with my limited comprehension, I could not understand what was happening in Jiajia Village at that time, nor could I understand the huge change that was going on in Jia Yiren. I knew that he was lying, that death was inevitable and that immortals were nonsense. But I didn't understand why such absurd statements spread so quickly in Jiajia Village? Why did others believe in it so firmly, and even fanatically support and promote it?

I thought it was absurd, ridiculous and frightening.

Now, on the brink of life and death, I finally found proof of my existence. As I recalled the five years I had lived in the village of Jiajia in the solitude of dying, I reorganised these memories and sought spiritual solace. I finally understood the psychology of these people and their seemingly absurd and actually absurd words and deeds. This made me realise the fragility of human beings.

Human beings really are too fragile. Not only can the body wither at any time, but the spirit and thoughts can also be extinguished at any time.

In the face of death, everyone is afraid but powerless. The deaths in Jiajia Village are simply dense and continuous, adding to people's fear and despair, causing them to lose their minds and their ability to discern. Perhaps it is not Jia Yiren who has deceived them, but they have deceived themselves before Jia Yiren deceived them, brainwashing themselves to believe in the horrible rumors. Even if the hope of life is as thin and unreliable as a spider's silk, they will never give it up. They would rather leave their lives, deaths and fates to others than face reality and seek the truth.

When Jia Xinyuan, who was sober from beginning to end, jumped out and tried to tear apart this unrealistic spider silk to prevent this farce from becoming even more absurd, he was ruthlessly blamed and abused by the people.