The Wall Therapy Area, is just on the periphery of the Debtor Square.
JiiXi carried his guitar and backpack on his back, and wandered around inside casually.
After passing the Wall Therapy Area, he arrived at the main passage of the Debtor Square.
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There were two rows of big trees on both sides of the main passage.
More than a dozen young debtors, tied up tightly, were bound to the trunks of the trees by the roadside.
Forming a fantasy road of debtors' redemption, this is the Tree Therapy Area.
Allowing passers-by entering the Debtor Square to watch at will.
Another dozen or so young debtors were tied up tightly.
And then tied around their waists with thick hemp ropes, and suspended from the thick branches.
Suddenly, JiiXi remembered an experience when he was eight years old.
He carved a big ancestral tomb, made of mud into a divine and demonic sculpture in the shape of a sphinx.
The descendants of the ancestral tomb, tied him up and hung him on a tree to show the public.
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JiiXi wandered to the middle of the Debtor Square.
There were twenty-four huge stones standing upright here.
They formed a circular stonehenge, similar to the temples in primitive society.
It had a primitive and rough style, yet also carried some solemnity and sublimity.
More than a dozen middle-aged and elderly debtors with a sanctimonious look were tied up tightly.
And then tied to the thick stones with thick hemp ropes.
This is the Stone Therapy Area.
The middle-aged and elderly debtors were just like the ancient ascetics.
Their faces were full of helplessness, trying to sacrifice their hardships and setbacks.
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These psychological self-healing methods integrated multiple ways.
Including: totem rituals, primitive witchcraft, hypnotic techniques...
Even combined with strange performance art, modern pantomime...
There was also the mystery and sacredness of primitive rituals.
It had a great visual viewing effect and attracted some idle people to watch.
Some debtors behaved comically during psychological self-healing, which was rather funny.
It made the onlookers couldn't help laughing out loud.
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JiiXi analyzed:
These ancient psychological self-healing methods seemed rather brutal and fierce.
However, they could really make people feel deeply and engrave on their hearts.
They could help debtors re-examine their own lives.
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JiiXi walked through the primitive temple stonehenge.
After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, his legs went weak and he couldn't stand steadily.
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He directly fell onto the grass and almost broke his guitar.
This was a muddy area with more than twenty tombs of different sizes.
Among them, more than a dozen tombs each buried an older debtor.
Their bodies were buried in the tomb mounds, and only their heads were exposed on top of the tombs.
This scene was extremely strange and absurd.
This is the Burial Therapy Area.
Some old debtors had pale faces and a peaceful look on their faces.
As if they were enjoying the pleasure of liberation in the tired and helpless fate.
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The largest tomb in the middle attracted JiiXi's special attention.
It was an Messy hair youth in his thirties with Cambodian blood.
Although only his head was exposed, he had an arrogant temperament and was quite handsome.
The unkempt hair of the young man all lay on the mound of the tomb.
The messy hair was covered with dust and mud, which looked rather funny.
Attracted by the funny look of the Messy hair youth, JiiXi thought this person had a story.
He walked closer boredly while nibbling on snacks and watched carefully.
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With a bored and cute look on his face, JiiXi asked curiously:
"Messy hair Uncle, what are you doing?
What if you want to pee?
Climb out to pee?
Or just pee in the soil?
If you pee directly in the soil, won't you get yourself dirty?
Don't tell me you're also wearing that?"
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The Messy hair youth, looked up and took a glance at the thick long braid at the back of JiiXi's head.
With a somewhat blurred and reluctant expression, he said disdainfully:
"Tender skin Kid, have your hairs grown fully?
Of course I'm wearing that, the professional excretion treatment underwear.
Those hanging on the wall, tied to the stones, or suspended from the trees, all wear them."
JiiXi felt a bit embarrassed and took a few steps back.
Looking at the unlucky appearance of the Messy hair youth buried in the tomb.
And his arrogant temperament, which didn't match at all.
It was similar to the buried yoga practiced by those ascetics in ancient India.
JiiXi couldn't help laughing out loud.
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The Messy hair youth didn't care and looked at the sky blankly, seeming to enjoy himself.
Seeing that it was boring, JiiXi was about to leave dejectedly while nibbling on snacks.
Suddenly, the Messy hair youth stopped him and said:
"Tender skin Kid, how's your guitar?
I want to hum a song.
How about you accompany me?"
JiiXi had a whim and said:
"Not bad.
It's a classical guitar.
I'm at the amateur level ten."
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So, the Messy hair youth hummed a sad song.
And repeated it again and again.
The general meaning of the lyrics was:
"Those who are in despair.
They should be buried deeply in the earth.
As long as they are not completely dead.
They will take root and sprout again.
Restore the glory of life."
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The lyrics matched the real scene quite well.
JiiXi sat beside the tomb and listened to the song of the Messy hair youth.
He improvised a sad melody to accompany according to the sad rhythm of the song.
The setting sun in the dusk shone on the unkempt hair of the young man through the mottled tree shadows.
The flow of the magic of music seemed to dissolve the sadness of the Messy hair youth.
Time seemed to slow down slowly like this.
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