Uncle Zhong looked at me with an incredulous look and asked:
"Who told you that only the Miao people understand poison? The Hani people also know it, and the Yi people also know it. It's just that their methods are different. The Hani people are mainly female, and they are called herbalists. The Yi people are mainly male,
The village called Baima. The village Wu Yaogou took me to is the village of the Hani people, and they know how to poison..."
oh?
Uncle Zhong's words made a shadow of a person appear in front of my eyes.
Hu Yan!
That Hani girl who doesn't have her own surname and is so pure and innocent that she has never even been to the city a few times.
At that time, Mr. Hong also promised to take her to see the city.
Thinking of this, I immediately asked Uncle Zhong:
"The village you are going to is the village called Zhangshu Village of the Hani people at the intersection of the three forks in the mountains near Bahuang?"
Uncle Zhong nodded immediately and asked with some surprise:
"Yes, that's right there, have you been there?"
Not only have I been there, I was also in that village, where I took care of One Eye San and let Huang Ze go.
Before leaving, I had a lot of exchanges with the village chief.
But now, Mr. Old Wu actually broke into their forbidden area.
If you want to fish out Mr. Wu, you will definitely not be able to rely on force.
It seems that I can only rely on one person, and that is Mr. Hong.
That day, Mr. Hong and Hu Yan seemed to have a good chat.
I just don’t know if this Hu Yan can help us.
Thinking of this, I took out my mobile phone and called Mr. Hong.
The phone rang several times, and Mr. Hong's feeble voice came from the other side:
"What's wrong?"
"What’s wrong with you?"
I asked back.
Until now, I have known Mr. Hong, and this is the first time I have seen him so listless. I feel as if he is tired of the world.
Mr. Hong yawned and said:
"What do you think I can do? I haven't even dared to close my eyelids since you walked here last night. As soon as I closed them, Kanye pricked me with a needle. I have at least seven or eight of them on my legs now. Are there any more?
The eye of a needle!"
I feel hurt for Mr. Hong. It seems that only Kanye can do this kind of thing.
But unfortunately, I can't help him with this kind of thing.
I told Mr. Hong about the old Mr. Wu.
When Mr. Hong heard this, he immediately became energetic.
"Let's go, let's go now. If I stay in this room any longer, I'll even learn a thousand techniques. I'll probably die of sleepiness or starvation before I get to Bahuang!"
"no!"
Kanye's voice came from the side.
"If you dare to leave, I will sever the master-disciple relationship with you. You have forgotten everything I taught you!"
Mr. Hong said helplessly:
"Master, you are my biological grandfather. I have learned everything, how can I forget it?"
"It's easy to handle. I'll beat you silly and you'll forget everything!"
Kanye's ideas are always different. I was afraid that the two of them would fight endlessly, so I hurriedly said:
"Kanye, we are going because we have to deal with a master. The girl who uses Gu worms in the Gu sect can't find a way to deal with her. Not to mention Master Hong, all of us will be wiped out!"
Kanye suddenly stopped talking, and I could even imagine him rolling his eyes at this moment.
You know, what can interest Kanye is always a master of excellence.
After a while, he said:
"You can go, but you must take me with you!"
no problem.
After putting down the phone, I made some arrangements with Huangzi and called Xiaolu again.
After everything was settled, I took Uncle Zhong back to the hotel.
After everyone tidied up briefly, they got on the off-road vehicle provided by Tang Zifan and headed towards Zhangshu Village.
Winding mountain roads and potholed roads.
After more than three hours of bumpy driving, we once again arrived at the intersection of Zhangshu Village.
At this moment, it is past noon.
Mr. Hong looked out the window and sighed involuntarily.
I know that last time we were here, Kanye and Wei Baixing were waiting for us.
It was also here that Wei Baixing got drunk and sang wildly, leaving behind a few heroic poems.
"Walking through hundreds of mountains, overcoming thousands of rivers, being drunk for a day with a pot of old wine. What joy is there in life, and what is there to say in death? I have been drunk for thousands of years."
At that time, what everyone heard was the drunken generosity of a master of thousands of arts.
But now, the prophecy has come true, he is really drunk and will never wake up again.
As the car drove to the intersection, I thought about the last time we came here, it was Hu Yan who picked us up.
At that time, we were greeted with welcome wine from the Hani people.
The fragrant rice wine and Hu Yan's innocent look, it all seemed like it happened yesterday.
Just as Lao Hei was about to continue driving, he suddenly looked back at me in the back seat and said:
"Xiao Liuye, something is wrong!"
I immediately leaned forward and looked ahead.
Not to mention that the welcoming wine of the past no longer exists, on the small road now.
Several Hani men wearing national costumes and holding long hair actually set up a roadblock at the entrance of the village.
"Master Hong, get off the car with me!"
The two of us got out of the car, and several men immediately looked at us warily.
I suddenly felt strange. Normally, Mr. Wu’s arrest would not be a big deal.
Did their village look like it was facing a powerful enemy?
Mr. Hong and I walked forward. Mr. Hong cupped his hands into fists and said politely to the man:
"Thank you for your hard work. My name is Chen Yonghong. I have been to your village before. I am very familiar with your village chief. Do you still remember?"