In the northwest, in a quiet mountain village, a group of strange people live.
There are three main reasons why it is strange.
The clothing of the residents of the first village is completely different from that of modern people. The clothing of these people can be described as diverse. Some are wearing official uniforms and long robes from the ancient dynasty, and some are wearing long gowns that are like the clothing of sects. They look fairy-like.
They are full of energy, some are simply covered with animal skins, and some even look indescribable.
The second is the topography of the village. The small mountain village is in the valley of the mountains, surrounded by mountains and cliffs. The strange thing is that there is no way down the mountain. The cliffs are steep and almost vertical, but there are no ladders or steps.
, unable to go down the mountain, or no need to go down the mountain at all?
In addition, the names of the villagers are so random. Unless you can imagine it, there is nothing they dare not use, such as Zhao Meizhu, Qian Youguang, Sun Xiaoyang, Li Qiye, Wang Jiudan... In short
Speaking of it, having something that sounds better is like finding a treasure when you go out.
There are many strange places, such as when some people in the village walk, the ground shakes at every turn, stepping on the ground step by step, and some people even sleep on a wire rope.
In the evening, a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old with two braids appeared on the streets of a small mountain village. The girl was carrying something that looked like a schoolbag but not quite like a schoolbag. Her eyes were as bright as obsidian.
That thief is here!
Faced with such an unreasonably cute girl, the reactions of the villagers were all the same. When it was windy or rainy, they would go home to collect their clothes. If you don’t let me, I would push you. You could walk like crazy in three seconds, autumn wind.
Sweeping fallen leaves without leaving half a human figure behind.
Can you hide?
A hint of cunning flashed in the corner of the little girl's eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at the shop on the left. It was a medicine shop, and it was you. She put her hands behind her back, imitating the old-fashioned look of an adult, and went to knock on the door with steps as if she didn't recognize her relatives.
"Grandpa Qian, is your door knot strong?"
The girl didn't knock on the door. She approached the door and touched it with her hand, looking serious.
"It's strong. It's made of thousand-year-old nanmu. How can it not be strong?"
What came from inside the house was an old man's voice.
"oh!"
The next second, the gate, which was said to be made of thousand-year-old nanmu just now, fell to the ground with a "bang", and the sound shook the entire valley.
"Grandpa Qian, it doesn't look very strong!"
The girl clapped her hands and entered the store innocently.
I shouldn't!
The old man in the house wanted to slap his grandson hard. He looked at the little girl with a toothache on her face, and it hurt as much as she wanted.
After a pause, he said with a smile:
"Sister-in-law, what do you want to 'borrow' something again this time?"
Qian just chewed the word "borrow" to death.
"Grandpa Qian, our relationship is so good. I'm about to go down the mountain. Don't you have anything to give me?"
They say a woman’s face is like the sky in June!
But the tears of the girl in front of her became faster than the sky. She was crying so unambiguously, as if she didn't want money. People who didn't know better thought she was the one who was bullied just now.
"My sister-in-law, please stop crying. If you cry again, there will be a flash flood."
Outside, it was really thundering.
"Okay, okay, Grandpa Qian, I'm going to spend a lot of money this time. You can take whatever you like in the store."
Having said that, nine figures came out from the old man and quickly arranged the things in the store.
"Grandpa Qian, why are you so embarrassed?"
After a while, the tears disappeared, and there were no traces of tears in the corners of the girl's eyes.
evildoer!
The girl said she was embarrassed, but she walked to the medicine cabinet very skillfully. Without looking at what it was, she used both hands to grab a bottle and threw it into the "schoolbag" behind her. The small backpack,
I tried to fit several times its weight but it still failed.
God knows how much stuff can be packed in it?
"This is really interesting!"
Seeing the girl picking up one item and then walking to the next, Qian Guang's lips twitched hard again. He simply lay down on the bamboo chair in front of the door, smoking a dry cigarette and looking up at the sky, out of sight and out of mind.
Finally, after 70% of the medicine in the store was reduced, the girl clapped her hands with satisfaction and came to Qian Youguang again.
"Grandpa Qian, I really went down the mountain this time."
This time, I didn’t cry or laugh. It was obvious that I really couldn’t be serious anymore.
"What are you thinking, old bastard, leaving such a good granddaughter alone and letting you go out?"
Qian Youguang smoked a long cigarette and looked at the girl with eyes that did not conceal his doting.
"I'm going to find my junior uncle!"
I heard grandpa say that the time seems to be ripe.
Girls couldn’t understand it anyway, but when they heard that they could actually go down the mountain, they almost flew away. Moreover, having a little uncle seemed to be a very happy thing.
"Wait a minute."
Qian Youguang thought of the man who had been drinking for a while. He got up and walked towards the house. After a while, he handed a beautiful box to the girl and said:
"Your Grandpa Qian is not very capable, but you still have some skills in refining elixirs. There are two pills in total, one for you and one for him. Remember to use it to save your life."
One pill is for a certain unfulfilled promise, and the other pill is of course for the doting in my heart.
That is to say, Qian Youguang's grandson is not here today, otherwise I have to ask: You slapped me so many times, who is the biological child?
"Thank you Grandpa Qian!"
The girl gave Qian Guan a big hug and then walked out of the shop very proudly.
Next one!
"Don't knock, granddaughter-in-law, I will open the door for you."
Hearing the footsteps, Li Qiye didn't think that the wooden door of his house was any harder than the old one across the street. The door opened with a creak.
"Sister Long, you really want to go down the mountain, are you going there?"
Li Qiye's grandson, Li Xianglong, stood timidly behind his grandfather, looking at the girl in front of him with reluctance and a bit of fear.
"I'm looking for my junior uncle."
"Be good, little Li. When you grow up, my sister will marry you."
The girl came over and touched Li Xianglong's forehead with a "kind" look on her face.
This marriage is definitely dead!
Seeing his grandson shrinking his head, Li Qiye sighed inwardly. He had finally sold off his family's property, and was a swindler who arranged this marriage with Old Man Long, but his own little brat failed to live up to his expectations.
Xianglong, subdued dragon?
Yaya, what a damn dragon, look at the name your father chose.
"Granddaughter-in-law, please wait, I'll get you something."
Hearing that the girl was not going there, Li Qiye secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Who the hell said that Old Man Long was not selfish? But he was so selfish.
good!
There are two things in common, both are armor. One is a beautiful chainmail armor with a small waist. It can be seen that it is prepared for women, and the other one looks looser and tattered.
"Thank you Grandpa Li!"
Of course, the girl didn't refuse anyone who came, and once she got it, she stuffed it into her backpack behind her.
"Little Lizi, hurry up and grow up, otherwise my sister will be too anxious to grow up and won't wait for you."
Before leaving, the girl still didn't forget to rub Li Xianglong's head, but the latter only nodded his head. Little did he know that the girl was only a year or two older than him.
Who wouldn’t take this young love as a joke?
Drug seller.
Blacksmith.
The next one is a painter.
"Grandpa Sun, his colors are not clear and his brushwork is not muddy, his image and meaning are not diminished. It has only been a few days since we last met. It really opened my eyes. Other people's painting skills are like chickens pecking at rice. Each year is half a step longer.
But here, the rising tide lifts all boats, and it keeps getting higher!"
This time, the door is open.
When the girl saw the door, she looked at a picture of Five Ghosts Moving Mountains on the wall, which was a high-pitched compliment she learned from somewhere.
It doesn't matter whether others believe it or not, I believe it anyway.
"This is not as good as you said. Your martial arts skills have improved faster than my little girl."
Old man Sun was sitting on the desk, holding a pen in his hand.
"What is Grandpa Sun drawing?"
"I'm about to go down the mountain, why don't you draw me a picture too."
The girl moved closer. She couldn't see clearly what was on the table, let alone the weird and crooked words.
"Nonsense!"
"Girl, don't ever think about asking someone to paint your portrait in the future. Only dead people in this world need that kind of thing. What I have here is not ready yet. You go to other places first and come back to me when you are done."
It is said that people who study and paint are serious people. This is true when it comes to Sun Xiaoyang. Judging from the serious way he paints, he is indeed much better than the previous ones.
The girl nodded and continued to the next house.
…
She walked all over the street where there was money to be made, and the last one was for martial arts.
"Sister Sausage, why is it you?"
Looking at the person who opened the door for her, the girl's face looked a little strange.
I heard from grandpa that Sister Feng Yuan got married there, but during the wedding, the groom said he was going to bring something as a gift, but he died.
Kev!
"Girl, you have grown up so much. Are you curious? My sister can come back whenever she wants."
This time it was the girl's turn to have her head touched, and she said reluctantly:
"Sister Sausage, I have grown up."
She wanted to get rid of the hand on her head, but she couldn't.
"No matter how big you are, it's not as big as your sister's."
After saying that, the woman called Miss Sausage, whose real name was Feng Yuan, puffed out her breasts, which were about as big as several kilograms of papaya.
OK!
You win, one thing defeats another. The girl looked at her breasts with a look of disgust on her face.
"There's no need to go in. There's no one else at home. This time I'll accompany you for a walk outside."
When they mentioned that there was no one else, their eyes dimmed for a moment.
"No!"
"Sister Sausage, yours is so big. Will you give me, Long Nannan, a way to survive after we get out?"
The girl immediately protested.
God knows where she got her dream to conquer all the men in the world, including her junior uncle, no one knows.
"Then you'll be lucky!"
"Hurry up and grow up. Otherwise, sister, I will be anxious about growing up. I won't wait for you, and there is also a girl. It's useless for you to object. This is your grandfather's order. Just obey me."
You win again!
The girl immediately turned around, looking at the depressed look on the girl's face, Feng Yuan smiled brightly, and there was a roaring wave in front of her.
I like the crazy son-in-law of the city, God of War