After saying this, the village chief and others did not persuade them to stay and stay.
"This sacred mountain is actually nothing."
After the village chief looked them over, he took out his dry cigarette and took a sip before saying, "It's so foggy all day long that you can't see your fingers. But when there are more people entering the mountain, you can actually find the way."
"As time went by, the older generation became superstitious and believed that this was the spirit of the mountain god. They were worried about the dangers in the mountain and it was not safe to go up the mountain without people, so when there were few people, they wouldn't let them in..."
Wu Guangyao and Kang Cheng looked at each other.
It is true as Wu Qiankun said, if you want to go to the secret realm, you must gather ten people, or more.
Yang Tian looked at the village chief thoughtfully.
"But, we villagers, even if we get together, we only dare to hunt and pick at the foot of the mountain. We dare not go to the mountain."
The village chief said with profound meaning: "I advise you, it is best not to go up the mountain. None of the foreigners who go up the mountain will come out."
"Some say that they were eaten by wild beasts inside, while others say that they saw gods and were taken away to become gods..."
Be a god?
I'm afraid he died in the secret realm.
"The people who went into the mountain didn't come out, and you didn't go in to look for them either?"
Wang Kuan asked.
"try to find?"
The village chief stared: "How to find someone? We people don't dare to go up the mountain to look for food when we are hungry. Who dares to go up the mountain to look for someone?"
"If you ask me, you'd better not go to the mountain."
He calmed down and continued in a kind tone: "You just stay here for two days, go to the foot of the mountain to have a look and then go back. The mountain is too dangerous."
"Well, we came all the way here just for adventure."
Kang Cheng muttered dissatisfiedly.
He is a germophobe. God knows how much torture he endured along the way to get here.
Now he was actually asked to go home like this.
What kind of international fun is there?
"Hey...young man, why are you so disobedient?"
The village chief sighed helplessly.
Dahei persuaded: "Village chief, don't worry about it. Maybe a few guests will be lucky and nothing will happen to them."
He glanced outside: "It's almost time, everyone should be ready. The village chief should let everyone cook and let the guests eat. If we wait any longer, it will get dark."
"Okay, let's cook and greet the guests."
The village chief nodded.
He walked out of the main room, picked up the mallet and struck the gong in the yard.
Immediately, from near to far, from far to near, a series of echoing sounds sounded.
There was a lot of playing and playing, and in the end a firecracker was set off.
When the sound of firecrackers ended, the village chief smiled and said: "The food is ready, let's go and eat."
"Are the firecrackers used to notify you that the meal is ready?"
Kang Cheng asked in surprise.
It’s really a long time to see you.
Nowadays, with the advanced technology, all communication is done by mobile phone. Such simple notification method is already rare.
Erhei smiled shyly: "Our village is too far away. There is no signal for mobile phones here. There is only one phone line leading to the outside of the village. So if anyone in the village has trouble, they just beat the gongs and drums in the yard."
Wang Kuan: "..."
Wu Guangyao: "..."
It’s really the great wisdom of the older generation.
Yang Tian didn't say anything. He followed the village chief to the activity square in the middle of the village.
