The three of them were in the midst of joy when they suddenly heard a "Oh!". Tang Sancheng, who had the sharpest ears, was the first to hear it and had the quickest reaction. He immediately walked towards the direction of the sound, followed immediately by Qixie.
Later.
Tang Sancheng walked behind the bush and saw an old man who had fallen there and was struggling to get up. When he saw someone coming, he seemed to have seen a life-saving straw: "Young man, help me, help me."
Tang Sancheng helped the old man up, and the old man groaned in pain: "It hurts!" Only then did Tang Sancheng see that the instep of the old man's feet was swollen, so he simply carried the old man on his back and said, "Where do you live?
, I’ll take you back.”
Bai Yi frowned slightly. It was going to be dark soon. This Tang Sancheng was meddling in his own business. It was unclear whether he could reach the Miao Village before dark: "Thirty percent!"
"Where do you live, old man?"
"I live in a nearby Miao village." The old man gasped and said, "Thank you. I just wanted to go to the grave and then go back. I didn't expect to fall here. If no one came, I guess..."
Bai Yi looked at the old man. His dress was definitely not that of an ordinary villager. The improved Chinese tunic suit he was wearing was not the dress of a villager. There was also a pair of leather shoes on his feet. Although they were a little dirty, they could still be worn.
It can be seen that the workmanship is excellent, Bai Yi blurted out: "You are not from the Miao Village, are you?"
"Yes." The old man suddenly looked heavy: "I just came here to look for someone. I didn't expect...she has passed away now..."
"Does the leader of the Miao village have the surname Fu?" Bai Yi asked with a thought in his heart.
"Yes, how do you know?"
Bai Yi was relieved: "That's good, we can go there together." Upon hearing this, Qixie immediately went over and put the old man on his back: "Let me do it."
Well, now, the group of three became a group of four, but fortunately, although the old man had difficulty moving, he remembered the road well. The old man turned out to be a retired folklore professor from Beijing. His name was He Fangwen, "Folklore Professor?" Tang Sancheng added
Confused: "I know Professor, what is a folklore professor?"
"Before I retired, I studied village self-government organizations and ritual behaviors, village folklore research, ballad studies, story studies, etc. What I am most interested in is the folk culture of Miao Xinjiang. I came here fifty years ago.
This is my second time here." Professor He said with emotion: "My time is running out, if I don't come, I'm afraid I will never have a chance."
"Professor, who are you worshiping?" Tang Sancheng asked the question without any subtle thoughts. Fortunately, the professor didn't mind: "The person I'm worshiping is my lover."
"Love?" Bai Yi stopped: "Is she from the village?"
"Yes, she is a witch girl. Her name is Fu Min, Fu Min. I will never forget this name in my life." A different light appeared on Professor He's face, as if he was completely immersed in beautiful memories.
Bai Yi's feet seemed to be firmly stuck in the ground and he couldn't even take half a step. Fu Min, they live in the same village and are both Gu girls. Is there any connection between the two of them?
"Professor!" Bai Yi asked anxiously: "Do you know a girl named Fu Yu?"
Professor He said "Hey": "Oh, how do you know about Fu Yu? Fu Min does have a niece named Fu Yu. However, I have never seen her before. I just heard Fu Min mention it before."
Bai Yi's head was banged, things are really unpredictable, this coincidence is really bizarre.