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I had just finished putting on my clothes when I heard footsteps behind me.
Feeling a bit shy, I scratched my head. Being in front of such a beautiful woman left me somewhat at a loss.
The woman first asked me in Mandarin, and when I didn’t respond, she switched to her local dialect and asked, “Tourist?”
Her Mandarin was so clear and precise, even more so than my own authentic National accent. Her voice had a slightly high pitch.
I shook my head and smiled, “I got lost…”
She extended her right hand, “Hello, I’m Mia. I’m a villager here. Nice to meet you.”
I reached out to shake her hand, “I’m Ling Feng. Please take care of me.”
Mia chuckled softly, though her voice was a bit rough. I thought to myself that God is fair; if He grants someone beauty, their voice might not be as pleasant. Just like the celebrity Zhang Baizhi.
“It’s getting late; why don’t we head to our village for a rest?” Mia suggested.
I looked up at the sky; it seemed to be around three or four in the afternoon. It hardly felt late at all. However, since the beautiful woman had invited me, it would be rude to refuse.
“How did you learn Mandarin?” I asked curiously.
Mia was quite tall; standing next to her, we were almost the same height. She also had a slightly sturdy build.
“More than half of the villagers are Nationals; how could we not speak it? If we’re talking about bloodlines, I have a quarter of National heritage myself,” Mia replied with a smile.
After walking around the deep pond for a while, Mia stopped in front of a high mountain. She looked a bit apologetic and said, "There’s a rule in the village that outsiders must be blindfolded when entering."
I glanced around and noticed there were no villages in sight, just the mountain before me. I realized that entering the village likely involved some sort of mechanism. "It's fine. Rules are meant to be followed."
Once my eyes were covered, a soft hand took hold of mine. "Don't be nervous; I'll guide you inside," Mia reassured me.
My palms began to sweat; Mia's hand was incredibly soft.
Though my eyes were blindfolded, my other senses felt heightened. It seemed we had entered a pitch-black cave, with the sound of water dripping echoing around us.
After about fifteen minutes of walking, the cloth was removed from my eyes. Thankfully, the evening sunlight wasn't too harsh. I squinted and surveyed the village before me.
The village was small, with wisps of smoke rising gently into the air.
Due to my arrival, everyone outside turned to look at me, their expressions a mix of curiosity and subtle excitement.
Feeling their gaze upon me made me somewhat uneasy, but Mia comforted me, saying, "It's okay; outsiders rarely come here, so they're just curious..."
Mia's home was located at the eastern edge of the village, in a stilted house. The ground floor was cluttered with various items, while the living space was on the second floor.
Inside Mia's house was her grandfather, who was leaning against the doorframe smoking a pipe when we arrived.
"Grandpa, I brought back a friend. This is Ling Feng," Mia introduced me.
I respectfully said, "Hello, Grandfather."
Mia's Grandfather did not respond and turned to enter the house. I felt a bit awkward.
Mia smiled and said, "My grandfather is like this with everyone; don't take it to heart."
I chuckled to show that I was fine, but inside I was puzzled. It seemed that Mia's relationship with her grandfather wasn't very good. Despite being family, Mia's Grandfather didn't even spare a glance at his granddaughter with his murky old eyes.
During dinner, Mia's Grandfather still didn't come out to eat. Mia served the food and took it into the house.
"Does your grandfather not like you?" I couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Mia momentarily looked lost. "In such a backward village, they value boys over girls. You understand..."
I silently scolded myself for being overly concerned. It seemed that the preference for sons existed in every country.
I asked again about the route back home. Mia's route was exactly the opposite of the Short Woman's.
I thanked her without showing my true feelings. Although her beauty was captivating, I wasn't so foolish as to lose my head; comparatively, I preferred to trust the Short Woman's words.
So what was Mia's purpose in deceiving me?
My mind was a tangled mess, and I couldn't sort through it all.
With a restless mind, I decided to take a break and buried myself under the covers, falling into a deep sleep.
Outside, the chirping of insects mingled with the rustling of leaves.
In my hazy state, I felt someone touching my face, their touch icy cold.
I struggled to wake up, but it felt as if I were being pressed down by an unseen force, unable to open my eyes.
After what felt like an eternity, I remembered to press my tongue against the roof of my mouth and silently recited the Six Character Mantra.
Once I regained my senses, I didn’t immediately open my eyes; instead, I cautiously cracked them open just a sliver.
To my surprise, someone really was touching me. In the dim light from outside, I could make out a figure that vaguely resembled Mia, but something was off. This person had short hair and exuded a much more intense aura; they were definitely a man. Compared to Mia's gentle demeanor, this was entirely different.
I fought back a wave of nausea; how could I have forgotten that such things were still prevalent in this country?
The newcomer seemed quite astute and must have sensed my change in state. They questioned, “You actually woke up?”
The voice was androgynous, leaving me uncertain about their identity.
Well, whether it was a donkey or a horse, I could just drag them into the light and reveal their true form.
I swiftly executed a grappling move to subdue the intruder, but to my astonishment, their body was as supple as a snake’s, allowing them to slip out of my grasp effortlessly.
"Who are you?" I asked in a low voice, swinging the Ruyi Stick without hesitation.
The figure moved with incredible flexibility, as if it had no bones, effortlessly dodging the strike of the Ruyi Stick.
"Ling Feng, it's me. Can you really bear to be so ruthless with me?" It was Mia's voice.
My movements slowed slightly, and before I knew it, the figure had coiled around me like a Python.
Yes, it was like being ensnared. Just like a snake wrapping around its prey.
"Heh heh... I didn't expect you to be such a sentimental type, actually having feelings for my sister..." The man's rough voice echoed right beside me.
I was taken aback. Was I experiencing a split personality? Did one body house two souls of different genders?
"Since I'm a friend of your sister, is this how you treat your guests?" I demanded angrily.
The figure paused for a moment before loosening its grip. "I'm Mia's brother. My name is Milei."
When the lights came on, I was stunned. The person before me had a buzz cut, and his features were identical to Mia's; even the clothes he wore were similar to those of my dear Mia.
And there, prominently displayed on his neck, was an unmistakable Adam's apple.
I asked in confusion, "Are you Mia's brother?"
Milei replied with great confidence, "Is there any doubt about it?"
I felt a cold sweat trickle down my back as thoughts of the third type of person my master had once mentioned flashed through my mind.
In this world, besides the two genders of male and female, there exists a third type—neither male nor female, a being that does not fit into the five elements, known as a Yin Yang Person.
Du Country's Transgender community is renowned worldwide, and it seems that reputation is well-deserved.
However, there is a significant difference between a Yin Yang Person and artificially cultivated Transgenders. Transgenders are raised on female hormones, while Yin Yang Persons are born that way, possessing both male and female organs. In terms of cultivation potential, they are exceptional.
As I looked at the lightly made-up face before me, I speculated that this Mia must be a Yin Yang Person and perhaps even suffering from schizophrenia.
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