Zamao Xiaodao and I were in shock all night, and the soles of our feet were sore from walking. Fortunately, they had calluses and would not blister. However, we were so tired that when we saw such a village, we didn’t even think about it. We just wanted to touch it in and find it.
We have a place to rest. However, there are pursuers behind us. If we enter the village and are discovered, we may be in trouble.
The two of us discussed it and finally decided to go in and have a look. Moreover, it is much better to be surrounded by people than to be in the wild mountains.
When we slowly approached from the west side of the village, we discovered that the village belonged to the Lisu ethnic group. On the clothes drying pole in front of the stilted building, there were all clothes with Lisu characteristics, blue and white, extremely bright and hard-working.
The Lisu villagers got up very early. There were roosters crowing in the village, and local dogs were running around between the houses, playing with children and then barking.
Some people are already working in the fields in front of the village, and the winter cabbages are in green ridge after ridge, which is when they bloom most beautifully.
With the skills of Zamao Xiaodao and I, it is not difficult to avoid these villagers. Of course, there are little demons and fat bugs to help us deal with the local dogs that occasionally come out. The tiger cat helps us warn us in the air.
But now I don't know where it went.
But with the ability of the fat hen, we don’t need to worry too much.
We checked outside the village, avoided everyone, and headed towards a family in the west of the village. After a while, we came to the back of this stilted building, which has three floors. The pigs and cows are fed on the first floor, and people live on the second and third floors.
Opposite this building, there is a large round building made of adobe bricks, with a dim-eyed old man guarding the small room in front. This round building is a barn, and it is actually used to store next year's grain seeds.
, unlike ordinary villages where crops are stored and harvested by the family, in traditional Lisu villages, because they are relatively remote from the outside world, the clan chiefs usually organize and store these grains for use in the coming year.
Farming is an important matter and cannot be delayed.
We secretly slipped under the old man's eyelids. The little demon put his hand on the iron general at the door. With a soft click, the door opened. Zamao Xiaodao and I carefully opened the door.
He entered through the door with a crack, then the little demon closed the door and restored the lock through the air.
The barn is ventilated and bright. There is a water tank next to it for fire protection. There are also stairs everywhere for climbing, and in the middle are five tall and steep wooden warehouses. We worked all night
, my back was sore, my legs were aching, my mouth was dry, I took out the few dry foods in my bag, and drank a bottle of mineral water to replenish my energy.
The Zamao Trail used talisman paper, cinnabar and unhusked grain seeds in the barn to set up a small array to hide the aura in the corner around us, and then the little demon Duoduo helped us keep a lookout. After all this was completed,
We climbed into the inverted bucket-shaped wooden trough, opened the cane cover, lay down in the hot grain seeds, and rested.
Lying on these grains to sleep and stretching our limbs is actually very comfortable. We can feel that these grains are breathing. This is the breath of life, passionate and overflowing. There are grains burrowing in from our necks. When we turn over, we feel a little itchy.
Yes, but I was really too tired. The fight with the two groups of pursuers also exhausted my energy. During the battle, my blood was boiling and every nerve was tense. But at this moment, the passion dissipated and I closed down.
When I closed my eyes, I felt that Mr. Zhou was calling me affectionately.
Sleep, sleep, the world in the dream is carefree, without deceit, without betrayal, everything you want is possible.
I closed my eyes, feeling tired like a tide, drowning me.
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I don’t know how long I slept. I felt like someone was pushing me. I was in a dangerous situation. Even while I was sleeping, I had a muscle that was stretched all the time, so I woke up quickly. I opened my eyes and saw Xiaoyao’s bright face.
, and then the light fell from the beams overhead.
This little fox told me that the pursuers had arrived and were outside. I got excited, hooked my feet on the wooden trough on the top, then turned over, held my breath, and slowly moved towards the higher part of the house.
The Zamao Trail has also woken up. Like an agile cheetah, it quietly occupied the northeast corner, built a pergola and looked into the distance.
I poked my head out and saw many soldiers wearing camouflage green inspecting the village. Some people wearing Chinese tunic suits were negotiating with the villagers. The finger of the mixed-haired trail pointed to the east. I looked along, but I saw a surprise in the early morning.
The one who left, Li Tengfei, was walking slowly with Mao Tongzhen, who was wearing a gray monk's robe and a golden round copper crown on his head. Surrounding them were Zhao Xingrui, the old man Ma Mao'er, and several strangers, all looking at each other.
Sharp and extraordinary.
Looking at this formation, it seems that they want to station themselves here and set up a frontline headquarters.
When Zamao Xiaodao saw Zhao Xingrui, he remembered the human skin mask he had given him in the early morning. He turned it out and looked at it. He said yes, this thing is a treasure. Put it on. Unless you are a member of the task force who knows our body shape, demeanor and habits very well, it will definitely not work.
You won’t recognize it—this old Zhao, do you have a good relationship with you?
I shook my head and said I didn’t know what to say. He was a close disciple of Huiming, and I had some friendship with him in the training camp. However, this man’s inner world was very deep, and it was hard to see through his inner thoughts. Zamao Xiaodao nodded and said
Yes, a person is unwilling to reveal his inner thoughts, firstly because he has been trained, and secondly because he is afraid of being hurt, but judging from the current situation, he should be on your side. Regardless of his purpose, let’s follow
The direction is not to go deep into the mountains, but to go to towns, take a bus to the southern Yunnan border, and wait for an opportunity to cross the border.
I smiled bitterly, pointed to the soldiers outside who were checking house to house, and said that we must escape this disaster first.
As we were talking, six soldiers with guns came towards us. We quickly lowered our heads and only heard one of the leading soldiers talking to the old man with dim eyes in front of the door. The old man spoke in a thick dialect.
, told them that this was the barn in the stockade, and he was watching it every day, and there would be no mice.
Those soldiers were conscientious and did not agree, so they insisted on opening the barn door and coming in to take a look.
Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other, then hooked onto the beam above and quietly returned to the bucket-shaped storage bin, one person at a time, and then began to sink, letting the grains submerge us, leaving only our nostrils exposed.
Come and breathe. As soon as we hid ourselves, the wooden door of the barn was pushed open, and then the voices of the few people just now were heard in the room, and there were a few clanging sounds. They were checking for suspicious things inside. After a while,
After the inspection, someone was thinking about the storage bin in the middle of the barn and wanted to climb up, lift off the vine cover and have a look.
The old man was a little unhappy, and there seemed to be some conflict. The old man cursed people in Lisu language, and then quarreled a few more times. After a while, a few more people came over and asked about the situation.
The voice sounded familiar to me, and after a while I remembered that it was the old man with a whip.
They were all old men, so there were not many obstacles in communication. After a while, I heard someone bring a ladder and started to climb up to check the situation. I didn't dare to move, and felt the little demon pouring millet on my face very carefully.
, silently. After a while, I heard a vibration in the bucket where I was hiding, which was the sound of a wooden ladder being placed on it.
My heart sank, and at this time, I was covered by those grains, the oxygen in my chest was getting less and less, and the smell of rice was all in my nose.
It smells like sunshine, but when inhaled, it's very choking and itchy, making you want to sneeze.
I tried my best to suppress the urge to sneeze, and then I heard someone remove the cane cover, insert a hand into the millet, and start stirring seriously. This guy was so serious, he touched almost every place, and my heart
I kept praying and enduring, but eventually my wish failed, and the hand began to persistently touch the top of my head.
My heart almost jumped out of my chest. I held the ghost sword tightly in my right hand, thinking that if this soldier fired, would I fight back?
However, at this time, I heard a voice coming from the door that made me grit my teeth: "Old Hu, has this place been cleaned up?" When the old man Ma Kao'er saw this person, he said enthusiastically: "It's almost done, Old Wu.
, If you hadn’t removed the poison for me today, I might have been poisoned to death. Thank you so much. Let’s go back and have a good drink. Hey, a few young comrades, we’re almost there. Didn’t find anything?
?”
The hand that almost touched my head retracted, and then a young voice came: "Report to the chief, no!"
"If you don't have any, come down here. Let's go eat something first. Those two guys are very capable. We may have to prepare for a protracted battle this time. Please replenish your energy quickly and don't wear yourself down..." Ma Zhuo'er
The old man called the searching soldiers out of the warehouse, and then his voice faded away. The old man guarding the door muttered a few words, then spat on the ground and closed the door heavily.
When the sound was almost gone, I stretched out my hand, grabbed the edge of the wooden barn, raised my head, like a drowning person, took a deep breath, greedily filling my lungs with air. Those golden grains slipped from both sides of my head,
After a while, I pushed open the lid and saw Zamao Xiaodao already standing on top of the wooden barn, staring into the distance.
I asked him if he hadn't been discovered just now. He shook his head and said no. Then he turned around, looked at me seriously, and said, "Little Poison, if you see Wu Linyi again, do you have any thoughts?"
I said no, what's wrong?
Zamao Xiaodao grinned and said, "Why don't we kidnap the old turtle out of this tight siege and interrogate him to find out who is behind it?"
I was surprised. Is this okay? Look at those soldiers, the bullets are all loaded!
He had a depressed expression on his face, thought for a while, and said forget it. The two of us didn't speak anymore and waited quietly for the pursuers to leave. However, when the sun set and night fell, the barn door opened again.