Mei Sangu and Fu Yunzhao returned in a hurry. Mei Sangu entered the yard first, threw away her bamboo hat and coir raincoat, glanced at Fei Jingting under the eaves, and said, "I just heard that there was a man wearing a bamboo hat.
A man and a woman who were looking for something new were said to be looking for me at my house...haven't you met them?"
Fei Jingting said: "We bumped into each other and chatted for a few words. He turned around and left when he saw that he had found the wrong person."
Zhang Leyao pouted and suppressed a smile secretly. Fu Yunzhao rolled his eyes and saw Fei Jingting's serious look. As someone who had had negative contact with him, he naturally knew that Fei Jingting was lying again. At that moment, he felt angry and secretly hated himself.
Didn't catch up with the excitement.
However, Mei Sangu didn't know it. Seeing Fei Jingting's sincere expression, she said suspiciously: "Really? I thought..."
"Why?"
What could you think? Naturally, she thought that Master Bai was chasing after her. But when she saw Fei Jingting and Zhang Leyao sitting there peacefully, with no signs of action around them, Sangu Mei shook her head, thinking that she was just being careless.
At noon, Mei Sangu took charge of the cooking, frying a lot of mountain delicacies and stewing a pheasant. Although the appearance was not good, the taste was not bad.
Naturally, everyone enjoyed the meal thoroughly. At the end of the meal, Fei Jingting winked at Fu Yunzhao, who said, "Sister Mei, we are leaving in the afternoon."
"Ah? You're leaving after less than a day?"
Fu Yunzhao said coquettishly: "I'm going home to visit my relatives. Ada hasn't met brother Jingting yet. Besides, it's not like I won't come back in the future. We'll come back and stay for a few more days when we return."
"You girl...well, I won't keep you any longer." Mei Sangu glanced at a few people and said, "Just wait." After saying that, she went back to the house and rummaged around.
After a while, he came out holding an old book bound with thread.
She handed the thread-bound old book to Fu Yunzhao and said, "I don't know what to give you as a gift. These are water techniques that are widely circulated. You may have some use for them."
"Hey, thank you, Sister Mei."
Fei Jingting was not as greedy for money as Fu Yunzhao. When others gave gifts, they naturally had to return gifts. Fei Jingting saw the lantern hanging on the wall at a glance. Sangu Mei lived a poor life and was reluctant to light the lantern.
He closed his eyes and searched the small world. After a moment, he waved his hand and a large object appeared at his feet.
The top is a solar panel, and the bottom looks like the upper half of a street lamp... Yes, it is the upper half of a street lamp. Fei Jingting directly removed it.
He handed the solar street lamp over and said: "I'm afraid you won't accept the money I gave you, so I'll give you a lamp. This lamp uses electricity. When it runs out of power, just expose it to the sun. Once it's full, it can last for a whole night."
"This is strange." Mei Sangu read it for a long time, and then learned the switch under Fei Jingting's guidance. She immediately said happily: "Okay, then I feel ashamed. I always feel like I took advantage, hahahaha."
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After the banquet, Fu Yunzhao drank a few more drinks. However, it only caused a blush on his face, and he did not appear drunk. After one after another, Fu Yunzhao's drinking capacity was no longer what it used to be.
After cleaning up, the weather outside also cleared up.
Mei Sangu pouted and said: "I still thought about having guests on a rainy day, but I never thought that the rain would just stop. Hey, I'll see you off."
The three of them had nothing to pack, so they got up and left. Sangu Mei sent the three of them ten miles away before reluctantly returning.
Meishan is vast, so the three of them were not in a hurry, so they decided to walk around the mountain. They rode their motorcycles to the north, crossed the boundary of Meishan, and then turned west.
From the boundary of Meishan to Longmen Village, we walked around the mountain road for at least 700 miles. The mountain road was undulating, sometimes narrow, sometimes steep, and sometimes we had to put away the motorcycle and walk instead.
It was a long journey through mountains and rivers, and even with a motorcycle, the three of them still walked for three days. On the third day, they met a salesman and learned that they were not far from Huayuan County.
Even with Fei Jingting's cultivation level, he felt a little uncomfortable during these three days of bumpy walking. It is hard to imagine how a little girl Fu Yunzhao walked out of the mountains step by step that day.
Fu Yunzhao's face was full of smiles, and there was no so-called timidity at all. She just tightened Fei Jingting's hand, walked forward with joy, pointed to the top of the mountain and said: "You can see it after passing that mountain.
The ground is flat. Walk another thirty miles and you will reach Longmen Village."
Sure enough, when you turn over the top of the mountain, you can see a long, narrow and winding plain carved out by the river. There are villages built on the mountains and rivers. Many terraces have been cut into the mountains, and farmers wearing Miao costumes are driving buffaloes to cultivate the fields.
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There is still a huge waterwheel standing on the small river. It rotates slowly, and the water pours out of the bamboo tube and flows along the groove.
No matter how beautiful the scenery is, you will get tired of it if you see it too much. Seeing the fireworks of the world again, Fei Jingting suddenly felt relaxed and happy, and his consciousness couldn't help but waver a little.
The quiet Zhang Leyao also smiled and praised: "What a pastoral song."
Fu Yunzhao held his head high and said: "We Miao people are okay. We can always eat after working hard for a year. As long as we don't go to the city and be exploited, life will be easier. Those Han people are in a miserable situation and have to pay a lot of taxes."
The Miao people have strong customs. During the Qing Dynasty, they said they were reorganizing households into all the people and returning them to their hometowns, but in reality it was the money in the village that had the final say.
If the county magistrate in the county wants to ask the Miao village for taxes, he must lead his troops there, otherwise he will be beaten out with sticks.
Folk songs sung by men and women due to each other floated over from the other side of the mountain. Fei Jingting was curious about what he heard and asked, "What are they singing?"
But Fu Yunzhao blushed and spat: "They are all shameless words. Brother Jingting better not listen to them."
"Eh? No, what's so shameless about singing it in public? You translate it for the translator."
"I do not want it!"
After questioning for a long time, Fu Yunzhao didn't answer, so Fei Jingting could only sigh secretly, what a wonderful primitive style, but it's a pity that he didn't know what he was singing. Don't think that the Miao people sing deeply because they are shameless. In fact, the ancestors of the Han people also
Singing like this, there are a lot of explicit things in the Book of Songs. Let’s see what Confucius said about it.
Siwuxie!
There is a waterway at the foot of the mountain, the Mingyue Longtan River, and you can go upstream. In the distance is Longtan Town. The town is quite prosperous. Looking at the people coming and going in the town, there are both Miao and Han people, and I also saw a few black-skinned patrol policemen.
Maintaining order, presumably the tax police.
Before arriving at Longtan Town, the three of them crossed the river and headed towards the mountain. After passing through a village, people kept looking at the three of them. A half-grown Miao boy caught a glimpse of Fu Yunzhao and Zhang Leyao and couldn't help but whistle.
He sang a straightforward song.
But when it became clear that it was Fu Yunzhao who was coming towards him, he was slapped on the back of the head by an elder in the family and kept silent as if his mouth was sewn shut.
A child ran up to Fu Yunzhao. Fu Yunzhao only looked at him. The child was so frightened that he fell into the mud and burst into tears.
Fei Jingting thought thoughtfully and said, "You are like a demon king here. Why are you afraid of everyone who sees you?"
Fu Yunzhao said cheerfully: "I am a witch. There are no people in the village who are not afraid of me."
Oh, yes, Fu Yunzhao's grandmother was a grass hag, and Fu Yunzhao also secretly learned a lot of witchcraft. I heard Fu Yunzhao say before that the people in the village both relied on and despised the grass hag.
If anyone has a headache, brain fever, accidentally hurts an arm or leg, or is bitten by a snake while farming and hunting, they can basically cure it by going to the grass ghost woman. Therefore, the Miao people in the village rely heavily on the grass ghost woman; but the grass ghost woman has a good health
There are poisonous insects in the village, and every year the poisonous insects devour the essence and blood to nourish themselves. If the grass hag does not harm others, she will harm herself. Therefore, the Miao people in the village are very complicated about the grass hag.
After passing through this village called Liqitang, passing through the valley formed by the gap between two mountains, and turning a corner around the peak, a Miao village appeared in front of us.
Rice is grown on the terraces below, and corn is planted on the terraces above. Between the terraces is the Miao village. The buildings in the village are built on the mountain, supported by pillars in front, and are divided into three floors. The mountains are stacked on top of each other, and dozens of families live densely.
Strangely, it was already past the afternoon, and there were neither farmers working in the fields nor anyone walking around in the village.
As soon as the three of them reached the entrance of the Miao Village, a half-grown man rushed out.
Fu Yunzhao glanced at it and shouted: "Dangan, are you going to peek at the woman taking a bath again?"
The boy named Dan Gan stopped immediately and rubbed his eyes. When he saw it was Fu Yunzhao, he immediately let out a ghostly howl, turned around and ran towards the village.
As he ran, he shouted: "The little grass ghost is back, the little grass ghost is back..."
Fu Yunzhao's round eyes widened, and he took out his fly whisk and threw it over. The silk thread immediately entangled Dangan and pulled it back slightly.
"You, let me go!"
Fu Yunzhao said with a cold face: "Seeing me is like seeing a ghost. Nothing good will happen! Tell me, what happened in the village?"
Dangan was still stern when he saw the head of a little white snake sticking out of Fu Yunzhao's trousers. He swallowed briefly and said immediately: "No, it's none of my business. It was you Ada who killed someone. We discussed the payment.
Drive your Ada out of the stronghold."
"Then where are you going?"
"Go, go... find other villagers to discuss the payment."
Grass hags are not found in every village. Generally, there are only a dozen or even dozens of villages in ten miles and eight villages with a grass hag. In the old days, the grass hags had great power, but with the merger of Miao and Han, they were replaced by doctors from the Han family.
Part of the effect of the grass hag has been lost, and the status of the grass hag has been deteriorating.
Fu Yunzhao snorted coldly, threw Dangan aside, and walked quickly towards the village.
Turning around the threshing floor, at the corner of the village, the three of them saw more than a hundred people surrounding a dilapidated three-story stilted building.
There was a man holding the body of a young child and crying. The Miao people around him were excited and kept shouting about something. There was a dark-faced, elderly man who went around to persuade and comfort the people.
"My son cannot die in vain! The idiot must get out of the village!"
"That's right, if I hadn't seen the opportunity last year, I'm afraid my daughter would have been poisoned."
The swarthy man shouted into the stilted building: "Grandma Long, please come out and say something."
There was a cough from the stilted building, and then a hoarse and old female voice said: "What is there to say? You have received favor from King Pan, so naturally you must have the consciousness to serve King Pan. If you have money, go find a doctor in the city.
Why do you need to support a hag like me?"
The man holding the child's body became angry, stood up, picked up a torch, and shouted: "If you don't leave, I will burn your building!"
At this moment, Fu Yunzhao came quickly: "Let's see who dares! If you dare to bully my Ada, have you asked me?"