The old patriarch was also very sensible. He waited until we all burped after eating before he started to toast.

We ate their big meal, so naturally we all picked up our wine glasses in embarrassment and greeted the old patriarch in return!

Not to mention, the blood glutinous rice wine brewed by the Baiyue people is really delicious, not spicy at all, and it is very refreshing when you drink it.

After eating all the food on the table, I winked at the fat man and asked him to talk about the old patriarch's tone.

The fat man pretended to be casual and chatted: "Old patriarch, there is one thing that the fat man is not very clear about?"

"Oh?" The old patriarch looked at the fat man with a smile: "What's the matter?"

The fat man put down his chopsticks and stared at the old patriarch and asked: "Old patriarch, have you ever seen a blue-faced monster? It's a little bigger than a monkey, and its claws are very sharp. It likes to move on big trees and cliffs."

"Blue-faced monster?" After hearing the fat man's words, the old patriarch was so frightened that his wine glass dropped on the table, and then stammered: "You...you...met?"

"Hey! Not only did we meet, we also had a fight with those blue-faced monsters." The fat man scolded: "Grandma, it's okay if you don't tell me, but I will get angry when you talk about Fatty. We didn't provoke those monsters either.

, they attacked us without any reason, you judge, wasn't the fat man shot even while he was lying down?"

"What... we started fighting." When the fat man said that we actually had a bloody battle with those blue-faced monsters, the old patriarch's eyes nearly popped out.

I saw that the old patriarch's expression was a little strange, so I immediately asked: "Old patriarch, do you know what that thing is? We came to Lishan to do research this time. On the other hand, we wanted to see if there are any humans in the mountains that have not yet been discovered.

Species? The blue-faced monster we encountered is probably one of them."

"Young man, that's a blue-faced mandrill, a mountain monster. You can't talk nonsense." The old patriarch explained.

"Blue-faced mandrill?" When I heard this, I was stunned for a moment. I felt like I had heard it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it. Then I turned around and saw the knowledgeable old man, and wanted to ask him if he knew.

This blue-faced mandrill.

Unexpectedly, the old man ignored you and climbed down from the stilted building to use the toilet.

As soon as he left his seat, the four old poles he brought with him followed him out one after another, carrying knives on their backs.

I felt something was wrong with Mr. Nian, and I thought those old guys were discussing some secret in private, so I looked at Uncle Ming, hoping that Uncle Ming could intervene.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Ming looked thoughtful. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly took a sip of wine and said, "Mandrill? Isn't that the monster mentioned in the ancient masterpiece "Baopuzi"? The book says: The mountain spirit is shaped like a child.

"The prisoner who is happy at night is called Mandrill."

"What is "Baopuzi"?" The old patriarch blinked, showing an awkward and uncultured expression: "I don't know what "Baopuzi" is, but it is true that the blue-faced mandrill is the devil on Lishan Mountain.

.”

Hearing this, I thought about why I felt familiar just now. Just as Uncle Ming said, there are indeed many classics in ancient China that describe monsters like mandrills. It is said that mandrills are as big as a child, look scary, and like to catch them at night.

Therefore, villages close to mountains have to arrange police patrols every night to prevent mandrills from attacking the people.

But I have never seen a blue-faced mandrill with such a high IQ. Now I will let the old patriarch explain it carefully.

Seeing that we were very interested, the old patriarch didn't hide anything: "I knew that when you come to inspect this time, you will definitely ask about strange things that happened in Lishan! I dare not talk about other strange things, but this

I know a little bit about the blue-faced mandrill. According to legend, when our ancestors of the Baiyue people lived in seclusion in Lishan Mountain, there were already mandrills in the mountains and forests. They were born with great strength and extremely fast speed. They were three to five big men.

You can't even fight them! And they are extremely vindictive. If you mess with them, you will be in big trouble! Once, a few hunters went up to the mountains to hunt and accidentally shot and wounded a blue-faced mandrill cub. As a result, the group

The mandrills followed the Orions to their house, and that night while everyone was asleep, they ate the hearts, livers, and lungs of the Orions' wives and children before they could relieve their anger and leave. So you just said you had fought with them, I

I just thought, you are finished this time!"

The fat man curled his lips in disdain: "Tch! It's not like I was beaten by the fat man until I lost my temper."

I glared at the fat man.

When the old patriarch saw me glaring at the fat man, he asked: "By the way, how did you escape from the mandrill?"

I was just about to find an excuse, but unexpectedly Wang Yuanchao put down his wine glass and asked the old patriarch: "Old patriarch, you said that the blue-faced mandrill is very vengeful and has continued to breed with your ancestors until now.

Was there no conflict between us?"

I nodded secretly, Wang Yuanchao's words hit the mark.

How can two ethnic groups who have lived together for generations not come into conflict?

Once a bloody battle breaks out between the two sides, according to the old patriarch, the blue-faced mandrill will definitely continue to take revenge on them.

The fat man quickly added next to him: "That's right, that's right. We previously found many mummies wearing bridal clothes in Mandrill's lair. Could those mummies be people from your village?"

I didn't expect the fat man's brain to be so active that he thought of this right away, and I was ready to see the old patriarch's reaction.

Unexpectedly, when the old patriarch heard what the fat man said, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and then he asked in a panicked voice: "Did you all see it?"

"Grandma's, they are hanging like salted fish in the cave one by one, with red nails and red wedding clothes. They look like female ghosts. Can't you see it?" The fat man said while staring at the old patriarch: "

What's the matter, are these really people from your village?"

I don’t know why, but when the topic got here, the old patriarch, who was so enthusiastic just now, turned ugly. He struggled for a long time before a smile appeared on his ugly face: “Yes, they are all from our village.

The people inside…”

"Hey, let me tell you! You have been neighbors with blue-faced mandrills for generations. It is impossible not to have hatred. Those mummies must be blue-faced mandrills.

I caught him secretly. But then again, why do you dress up men to look like brides?" the fat man asked.

"This is the tradition of our Baiyue people from generation to generation." the old patriarch replied.

"Damn it! It's a tradition in your village to be in love with someone. I really thought Fatty met a ghost and got married." After saying that, Fatty wanted to ridicule the two old men brought by the old man, but found that they were on the ground.

He hadn't come back from the toilet yet, so he secretly poked me in the arm: "Dingdang, these old guys have been shitting for so long and haven't come back yet. They must be causing trouble again."

I also feel that the elder brother takes a long time to go to the toilet, and I don’t know what kind of trick he is playing?

The old patriarch seemed to realize that the elder had been out for a long time, so he shouted downstairs, signaling the residents to look for him to prevent them from getting lost in the mountains.

I couldn't help but be touched again by the old patriarch's warmth and thoughtfulness.

At this time, the old patriarch asked the fat man with a smile: "What is this ghost marriage you just mentioned?"

The fat man repeated the story told by the two old guys before.

After listening to the fat man's words, the old patriarch couldn't help but laugh: "Actually, there is no such thing as marriage! Our Baiyue tribe used to follow a matrilineal society. Women were the ones in charge of the family, and things like marriage were done the other way around. It was slow.
Chapter completed!