When he opened his eyes again, even as a professionally trained police flower who was much bolder than ordinary girls, Mo Xiaoyu was almost not scared to death!

Several strangely deformed faces huddled together, and the men were looking down at them in amazement, as if they were looking at a monster.

In Mo Xiaoyu's opinion, they are "monsters".

The men, the men, had strange patterns tattooed on their faces with ink, especially a T-shaped chin, and the women were even more strange, in addition to the unbelievable patterns, they also made two holes on both sides of the bridge of the nose, and inserted a wooden plug in each of them, causing the whole nose to be swollen and deformed.

For some reason, some women have very big plugs, and some are obviously smaller, is there still a distinction between status and rank?

For a moment, Mo Xiaoyu thought that he was dead, these were all the subordinates of Lord Yama.

I asked myself that I had never done anything bad in my short life, and I wanted to learn to serve the country, but I didn't expect to die unjustly in the end, alas......

When the people saw her wake up suddenly, they were so frightened that they jumped away a few feet away, their faces showing natural unadorned fear and amazement, and then pointed at her and said a bunch of unintelligible words.

Isn't it supposed to be cloudy and windy? I haven't looked at my poor mother at the lookout platform, why did I just come here?

Mo Xiaoyu shrank back, and found that this place was not like a place where the wicked would go after death, but like an economically backward jungle mountain village, with not a single high-rise building gone, but there were large areas of trees, farmland and low and dilapidated thatched huts, the ground was clean and the air was moist.

She involuntarily took a few deep breaths.

By the way, he looked up and looked up, wondering where he had fallen from.

What she saw was a clear blue sky, and there was no shadow of the hole?

It's weird.

Maybe it wasn't here that fell in the first place, and then someone carried it here?

Is that thing in the sky the sun? Why is the halo so big, so soft?

I moved my hands and feet a little, and it was okay, although my body hurt from falling, but it was no big deal. She's secretly lucky to get through her muscles.

Suddenly thinking of Renguo, she broke out in a cold sweat - is the monk still alive?

At this moment, Renguo got up from the ground not far away in a hurry, dusting the dirt off his body as he crawled.

As he moved, a circle of weirdos quickly dodged around him.

It can be seen that these people are very afraid of themselves and Renguo.

Seeing Renguo again, it was like seeing a relative, Mo Xiaoyu's mood was indescribably excited, and he really wanted to go over and give this monk who was in trouble a big hug.

At this moment, Renguo looked at her and gave her a smile that was not too big but very bright. Even if it's a report of safety.

For the first time, Mo Xiaoyu felt that this monk was handsome out of the sky.

Before they could say a word, they suddenly saw a commotion in the crowd and automatically moved out of the way.

A man with 10 times more tattoos than the others, covered in sun, moon, cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, dressed in a cumbersome cloth skirt and covered in bright feathers, came up to them and stared at them with brass bell-like eyes.

With those people just now as a foreshadowing, Mo Xiaoyu is no longer surprised. If you look at me, then I'll look at you too.

Two eyes to four eyes, big eyes to small eyes for a long time, suddenly the man threw a stick in his hand that was more than a foot long and full of patterns, and knelt down in front of them, and knocked his forehead to the ground and prostrate.

When the others saw it, they all knelt down without hesitation and kowtowed to them one by one.

Mo Xiaoyu was a little at a loss, and quietly asked Renguo: "Why did they make this big gift?"

Renguo still had that calm expression: "The person in front of me is a wizard." ”

Mo Xiaoyu: "How do you know?"

Renguo: "I'll tell you later, let's help him up first." ”

When he had finished speaking, he reached out and took the arm of the man who led him by the arm, and pulled him up.

The people behind also stood up.

Seeing that the wizard was respectful to these two foreigners, the people behind him were also sincerely afraid, and they didn't even dare to stand up straight or raise their heads, as if they had seen the emperor in ancient times.

It is a Renguo monk, dressed in a green robe, when the wind blows, the corners of the robe move slightly, and the feeling of fairy wind (Buddha) bones.

The wizard whispered to Mo Xiaoyu and Renguo, who they didn't understand at all, and asked him if he could speak Chinese, and the wizard was also at a loss.

Chickens and ducks can't communicate, how can this be good?

At this moment, the aroma of food wafted in, like the smell of BBQ barbecue, but it seemed that cumin was missing.

The archwizard stretched out his arms and made a "please" gesture, then took two steps forward, and then looked back to see if they had followed.

This obviously means to let him go. Body language still works.

The way he walks is a bit bewitching, and he doesn't know if he was born like this, or if he has to be different from others as a great wizard.

What can you do if you don't go with him? Besides, these people are a little scary-looking, but they don't seem to have any malice.

So Renguo pulled Mo Xiaoyu's arm, and the two moved forward together. The rest of the crowd followed.

After walking a short distance, we came to an open space, like a specially arranged sacrificial ground, surrounded by sticks, flags, and all kinds of simple musical instruments that had never been seen before, and a simple high platform was built in the middle, on which were placed whole roast whole sheep, whole roast pig, and some fruits and grains.

There were more locals watching, probably a few hundred people, and there was an uproar when they saw two foreigners.

Mo Xiaoyu shook twice, and quietly asked Renguo: "Should they treat the two of us as sacrifices to their ancestors?"

Renguo said, "No." ”

Although I don't know why he said this, although I don't know if he is right, but hearing his calm tone, Mo Xiaoyu's heart is inexplicably more steady. Besides, they still have martial arts, if they dare to do anything, let them taste the power of their fists and feet, and it shouldn't be a problem to put down a dozen of them.

The two were hugged to the middle and stood still, and the rest of the people led by the wizard knelt down again and kowtowed, making Mo Xiaoyu uncomfortable.

It is the kernel fruit, which naturally turns around and bows as a return gift.

Xiao Yu felt that this monk, who went to school less than himself, handled things much more decently than himself. So she also learned to make a gift in return.

Then, people started playing handmade instruments, mainly drums and other instruments that made loud noises and could have rhythms. Everyone sang along with it.

Although Mo Xiaoyu and Renguo couldn't understand what they were singing, looking at their pious expressions of outstretching their arms to embrace the heavens and the earth, they probably guessed that they were singing sacrificial songs, praising the gods they believed in or something.

Because I don't understand, it's easy to get distracted. Mo Xiaoyu sniffed, swallowed his saliva, and began to think about the barbecue.

I was tired and tired, and I really wanted to find a place to sleep when I was full, and only when I had eaten and slept enough, did I have the energy to study what kind of place this place was, and how to leave.

It's so good, probably because I suffered too much before, but now suddenly my wish has come true, and sure enough, some people began to tear the meat off the leg of mutton with all their might, and offered their hands in front of them to eat.

No knives, no forks, no chopsticks, no bowls, and no tissues. Mo Xiaoyu couldn't care about so much Sphysian style, gobbling up roast sheep, thinking it was really the best delicacy he had ever eaten in his life!

Ke Renguo was a vegetarian monk, and despite his hunger, he was determined not to eat a roast leg of lamb, nor did he want to look at the poor livestock.

So someone offered him fruit with both hands, and he cushioned his stomach.

Someone also brought them wine, in a simple clay bottle, more sweet and spicy than water, less pungent than ordinary wine, the alcohol content is estimated to be very low, not intoxicating, quite delicious, should be regarded as a drink.

Countless pairs of eyes watched them eat and drink in amazement, just like everyone in the Beijing Zoo watched pandas.

Renguo was as gentle as ever, eating and drinking, while calmly observing the surroundings.

When Mo Xiaoyu noticed this, he suddenly admired him very much. This monk is not shocked by the chaos, nor is he shocked by the humiliation, he is really a person who does great things, he is more suitable to be a police officer than himself.

Thinking that she had been a police officer, but was abandoned, and the revenge of killing her father could not be avenged, her mood fell again.

After eating, a group of people led by the Grand Wizard led them to a house.

Although it was a low thatched hut, it was the largest and most luxurious one they had ever seen here.

It seems that they are invited to rest inside.

As soon as they entered, the people outside dispersed automatically.

There are simple furnishings in the room, beds, stools, etc.

The bed is still a large bed, enough for two people.

Although men and women are not intimate, they have experienced so much together, and knowing that Renguo is a person with strong self-control, Mo Xiaoyu is more willing to stay with him.

It's strange to say, he has practiced martial arts, this monk looks like a weak scholar, but he has a sense of security with him.

Mo Xiaoyu's heart calmed down a little and asked Renguo, "Do you know what all this is about?"

Renguo's gaze was clear: "I think this should be the territory of the Apatani. ”

"Apatani?"

Mo Xiaoyu said he hadn't heard of it.

Renguo: "Yes, the Apatani people are located in the northeastern tip of India and the southern Tibetan region of our country, there is no written language, and they practice the mechanism of democratic deliberation, and the cultivation of rice, fish farming and planting are combined. They worship shamans and worship the sun and moon. ”

Mo Xiaoyu was dumbfounded when he heard this: "How did you know?"

Renguo: "I've read in books before, and I'm particularly interested in religions in various countries and regions. ”

It's no wonder that when the story is used, Mo Xiaoyu doesn't read less in school, but she hasn't read these partial ones. She immediately asked another question that interested her the most: "Why do women here have plugs in their noses?"

Renguo: "This is because historically, the Apatani people have often been invaded by rival tribes, and their women here are more beautiful than elsewhere, so the enemy often abducts local women. Without women, there can be no procreation. Therefore, the women here disfigured themselves, made holes on the sides of their noses, and inserted wooden corks, so that the enemy would lose their appetite when they saw it, and they would not be taken away, so that they could continue the national incense. And the more beautiful the woman, the bigger the cork. ”