It is difficult for people who live in the reinforced concrete jungle of the city all year round to understand the strong expectations for the tiles above their heads when they encounter a heavy rain in the forest wilderness.
Since I have no personal experience, I cannot relate to my feelings.
This large tile-roofed house was not in perfect condition, and there was sporadic light rain inside, but most of the place was still dry, which made people feel happy. We filed in, each found a dry place to stop, and carried ourselves on our backs.
The luggage was taken off, the accumulated water on it was shaken off, and then placed on a wooden bed with only the bed planks in the back of the main room.
After handling these properly, we couldn't help but stretch our bodies and curse the miserable weather.
Before that, Lao Zhao and Teng Xiao had already searched the house. It was three tile-roofed houses, not too big, with one main room and two bedrooms. Then they built a large wooden shed behind the house, which is the kitchen and
A place where some tools are piled up.
There are two small huts not far to the left of the house, one is a latrine and the other is a place for raising livestock.
There was basically no furniture in the room. Although the Lisu mountain people who lived here at that time were far away, they moved everything they could when they moved, so there were only a few bare beds and a rough-made bed in the whole house.
Apart from the small wooden table, there were only some pieces of furniture with missing arms and legs, which were very messy. But compared to the pouring rain outside, we were already very grateful to the owner who did not remove the tiles above his head.
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Lao Zhao and Teng Xiao carried several bundles of dry firewood from the shed at the back and came to the house happily.
I went up to take a look. Although some of these dry firewood were wet, the ones in the middle could still be used to light a fire. With these dry firewood, we could make a fire, get some hot food, and keep our bodies soaked.
and clothes were baked clean. I saw everyone busy making a fire, so I didn’t go forward to help. Instead, I walked to the front of the house, staring at the numbing sound of rain hitting tiles above my head, and then looked at the dim outside.
earth.
Wang Xiaojia didn't stay in the house either. She was still full of doubts. She used a bright flashlight to scan the mountain village of Guipo, which was about to fall into darkness. When she saw me coming, she asked, "Do you know why this place is called Guipo?"
I shook my head and said I didn’t know. She spoke in a low tone and said that more than sixty or seventy years ago, there was a war at the border between China and Myanmar (including within China and Myanmar). The Chinese Expeditionary Force and the Japanese invaders fought to the death.
Countless heroic Chinese sons and daughters fell in this green field, and countless hateful invaders could no longer return to the cherry blossom trees. Compared with the entire war, the battle that took place here was really insignificant and not worth it.
I mentioned, but later on, the mountain residents here could always hear the sound of gunshots and the cries of ghosts, and then they could always see black shadows crawling under the hillside.
The Lisu people are the ancient Qiang people who migrated to the south. They are also called "Shiman", "Shunman" and "Wuman". They believe in witchcraft, so people are worried about it. They have been doing it for a long time. Finally, when the millennium is approaching,
With the coordination of the higher-level government, the relocation was completed.
I sighed, the seven deadly sins of mankind are arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust, but the greatest original sin is war. No matter whether the starting point is good or bad, it will cause the death of a large number of the same kind, and these
People who died tragically in wars usually have resentments and lingering grievances. If there is enough resentment, it can indeed cause the phenomenon reported in the rumors.
Whenever there are troubled times, when people are inferior to dogs, the legend of lonely ghosts becomes more and more popular. Of course, heroes and heroes are easy to emerge at this time.
Using the sacrifices of most people to create the achievements of some people is the same as today's real estate developers.
Wang Xiaojia said that he would need to set up a cordon on the periphery in a while, not only to prevent other teams that might appear, but also to prevent possible dangers here - look at this hillside that is shady and faces north, like a valley, filled with residual yin energy.
, it’s a completely eerie place, and I don’t know how the Lisu wizards here chose the location in the past.
I laughed and said that you really have an occupational disease. Look at this mountain village. Counting the collapsed houses, there are only about a dozen households. The life of slash-and-burn farming naturally means more consideration for the farming season. Everything
, we must meet the most basic physiological needs, fill our stomachs, and then talk about other things. You go in first and get your clothes on, otherwise it will be bad if you catch a cold. After a while, we will arrange the arrangements together.
Wang Xiaojia nodded, turned around and entered the house, while I still looked at the mountains poured by the heavy rain.
I didn’t see Yin Yue. This female instructor did not participate in our operations. She only exists as a backup and liaison with the headquarters at any time. She has always been at our rear. But I don’t need to worry too much about her. As a
One of the Seven Swordsmen, the leader of the Religious Bureau, a lot of resources must have been poured into her, and there are no trial restrictions, so she has many more treasures than us.
However, it would be too lonely for a girl to act alone in this deep mountain.
Just like Robert Neville in "I Am Legend", loneliness can make people suffer from their greatest fears and it is difficult to escape. However, I still hope that she can adjust herself and not be too tired.
"Lu Zuo, Lu Zuo..."
Someone called me, so I turned around and walked into the main room. After a while, everyone had lit the fire. Old Zhao found a broken pot with only half an ear, got some water, and was making dinner on it.
March and April in Yangchun are the season when spring ferns are in full bloom, and along the way, we paid attention to collecting edible plants, fruits and stems, plus some seasonings and dry food we brought, and mixed them together.
Make a large pot of batter.
Although the taste is not satisfactory, it can also replenish physical energy and fill the stomach.
The thick soup in the pot was not boiling, but Qin Zhen took out a bag of things from his arms and opened it. They were all full of wriggling fat white worms. These high-protein things can become the best nutrition for Qin.
Zhen's wounds bring rapid recovery.
The ladies were naturally inexplicably afraid of these bugs and stayed far away, and we had no interest in trying them when we had better options. Qin Zhen was a little disappointed, so he found a few homemade wooden sticks and picked out the bugs.
They were skewered and then grilled and eaten. The injury on Qin Zhen's leg recurred because he had been traveling for a day and was soaked in rainwater. Zhu Chenchen found some herbs on the way here and just made some herbal juice and applied it to him.
Then he used the iron military lunch box to boil some soup and drink it.
Qin Zhen looked very optimistic while eating the roasted worms. He kept licking his lips with his tongue, tempting everyone to eat worms, and then he was scolded until blood spurted from his head. I asked him to share some worms with my Golden Silkworm Gu as a reward.
, Fat Chongzi dredged his wounds again, and he screamed with joy, squinting his eyes and sucking in the cold air.
Having experienced life and death, there is no need to be too shy. The little demons Duoduo and Duoduo came out, and I introduced them to everyone - of course, I will not tell all the details about the two little guys.
However, despite this, everyone looked at me sideways, very surprised.
Especially Qin Zhen, the handsome guy with beards, his smile is particularly wretched, and he looks like you are a handsome boy.
Seeing him look like this, I wish I could let Fat Worm give him a trick called "Chrysanthemum Blossoms" - I am a very serious person!
When the bonfire was lit, everyone took off their long clothes and trousers and gathered around the fire to warm themselves, waiting for dinner.
I told Wang Xiaojia and my guesses, and everyone immediately realized that we were not having a camping dinner, but a trial of life and death. When it came to early warning methods, Bai Lutan and Lao Zhao both had unique methods, so
After discussing the personnel on duty at night, I accompanied Bai Lutan to set up the inner line. Wang Xiaojia followed Lao Zhao to the outer perimeter and set up the cordon.
Caution makes the ship last forever, this principle remains unchanged.
Wearing a rainproof cloth, Bai Lutan and I set up in these three or four houses within a dozen meters. Her method was very simple, which was to spit on the palm of her hand, rub it vigorously, and mutter something in her mouth, and then
It slapped on the trees, walls and soil. From what I sensed, Bailutan didn't use any thoughts to attach it at all. It just attached its own breath to it.
It's a very magical method. It's different from the Taoism or witchcraft that I know. I couldn't help but be curious and asked her what this thing was? She was a little shy, thought for a while, and told her with a blush.
Me, just think of it as a psychic technique, just like you and your family Duoduo.
After the arrangements were made, we returned to the tile-roofed hall. We had a hot dinner next to a strong campfire, then put the wooden beds together and began to study the route for tomorrow. Our next stop was horse racing.
Jidong, but if the heavy rain continues, we may not be able to walk on the dangerous mountain road with heavy rain and mud, and it will be delayed for a day.
After all, if we lose our footing on the slippery mountain trail and fall, we will definitely not survive.
But that is tomorrow. After a tiring day, except for two people who were left on duty to bake clothes and guard the outside, everyone else was wrapped in damp blankets and resting around the campfire. Bai Lutan and I were on the first shift, and we were almost there
At eleven o'clock, she suddenly frowned and pulled me tightly. I didn't know what she meant, so I followed her to the door. I saw diagonally opposite the hillside of Black Crow Crow, there was a hut next to it.
Several slow-moving dark shadows.
The black figure seemed to sense our attention and turned to look over. In an instant, I felt a pair of dark and sinister eyes.
Bai Lutan's whole body tensed up, and she couldn't help shouting loudly: "There's something wrong!"