Renguo: "Learning language is for communication, for better survival." ”

Mo Xiaoyu: "But we won't stay here for the rest of our lives." ”

Renguo: "How do you know how long you'll be staying? Besides, if you can communicate with them, you're more likely to find a way out." ”

Daigo empowerment in general.

Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by the word 'friend'?"

"'Zongbu Gourd'", Renguo has a matter, "You just remember it, and use a brown cloth to sandwich sweet potatoes for friends to eat, so 'Zongbu Gourd' is 'friends'." ”

"Flutter," Mo Xiaoyu, who had been in the spirit for a long time, had a long-lost smile on his face, "What about 'eating meat'?"

Renguo: "'Pinching bones' is to pinch one end of the ribs and eat the meat on it." ”

Well, it's still more figurative.

The two of them began to give full play to their associations, and memorized a lot of common words in their own methods, which can be regarded as a joy in suffering.

Using his limited vocabulary, Renguo even asks the locals what they need to do on their own. He didn't want to be served all day long, but he didn't want to do anything.

The locals replied to the effect: "You were sent by the gods to protect us, and you don't have to work in the first place." ”

Renguo said, "If you don't work, you'll become a pig!"

The locals couldn't understand it, so he put his hands on both sides of his ears and fanned the second senior brother, and his nose made a humming sound.

Maybe he didn't learn enough to be like that, and when the locals saw that he was behaving differently than usual, they thought that he was possessed by a god, and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Renguo thought it was so boring, but Mo Xiaoyu laughed dumbly.

It's good to have her, Renguo thought. It's really boring if you don't have someone in life who can understand your own jokes.

Monks are also ordinary people, and good-looking skins dare not like it, but they definitely like interesting souls.

An interesting soul is the last thing a charismatic person can live without.

Renguo knew that the main agriculture of the local people was rice cultivation, and they did not teach him to help, so he ran to the rice fields to find work on his own. He did a good job in farm work, and when he was a child, he helped out a lot in his hometown.

The locals came to inspect the work as leaders, and they all worked very hard. As a result, the kernel fruit has virtually promoted the development of local productivity.

For him, this place is no different from the mountains where he used to live, and he lives an almost self-sufficient life anyway, away from the hustle and bustle.

And he is a very adaptable person, even if he is thrown to any corner of the earth, he can still survive well.

For Mo Xiaoyu, life here is very different from the past, she has lost everything she is used to and loves, and the only connection with modern society is a monk, as well as her unfulfilled ambition and revenge for killing her father.

Sometimes she also thinks desperately, will I die of old age and not be able to get out here? God, or the bodhisattvas that Renguo believes, at least give me a mystery before I die, so that I know how I came to be, okay?

In the sunset after sunset, Renguo's hair grew out.

The place where the nine-o'clock ring scar was damaged was due to the damage to the hair sac, so it couldn't grow out, but it didn't affect his short black hair on his head at all.

The Apatani people did not cut their hair, and both men and women had long hair, draped or coiled or feathered, and all kinds of tosses.

However, like the ancient people, they believed that the hair was the parent and could not easily use a knife on it.

Anyway, the skin and nose are also affected by the parents, why do they have tattoos and holes?

The language is different, and I can't reason with them.

Renguo, who grew black hair and changed into local clothes, didn't look like a monk at all, he was a handsome young man.

The climate here is warm all year round, and the men's clothing is bare-chested. Locals often work in the fields, their skin is tanned and shiny, and their pectoral muscles are well developed.

Mo Xiaoyu was surprised to find that although the kernel fruit was whiter than them, the muscle content was not much worse, and it seemed that he used to be the master who often did push-ups and sit-ups. This is a typical body that looks thin in clothes and has flesh in stripping!

Renguo asked, "What are you looking at?"

Mo Xiaoyu: "Oh, nothing, nothing, why do you have a scar on your neck?"

"This," Renguo subconsciously touched the 5-centimeter-long scar, which was already relatively light, "the wolf scratched it." ”

Mo Xiaoyu: "Wolf?"

Renguo said lightly: "Yes, when I was a child, I helped the family raise pigs and herd sheep, and I found out that the wolf came to steal the sheep in the middle of the night, and a fight was like this, but the wolf was also successfully blown away by me." ”

Mo Xiaoyu was in awe of him, how many feats did this seemingly elegant man have that he didn't know!

"Does it still hurt?"

"I said that when I was a child, how many years have I had, and it doesn't hurt anymore," Renguo smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth, and then patted her gently like a child, "Don't worry." ”

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly felt that his heart seemed to be divided and hung on him.

If you don't have Renguo, you stay alone in this economically backward place with different languages, and you don't know how many days you can survive.

On this day, Mo Xiaoyu was persistently pressing his legs and stretching his tendons, while Renguo was meditating with his eyes closed next to him, and suddenly saw a group of people running past the door in a panic, and his expression was very similar to when they first saw him.

Life is slow here, and panicked expressions are rarely seen on Apatani faces. Could it be that some creatures have fallen here from modern times?

During this time, Mo Xiaoyu and Renguo paid attention to observation, but they did not find anyone from modern times like them.

Soon, the great wizard also came, beckoning and waving, with anxious expressions, as if there was something urgent to teach them to go with them.

Since coming here, he has been favored by others, maybe there is something that can help now, Mo Xiaoyu and Renguo followed without hesitation.

I ran until I reached a dilapidated grass hut, and gradually smelled the smell of blood in the air, and there was a terrible woman's cry in my ears, which made people's hearts beat and sigh.

Several men outside walked around helplessly and restlessly, and when they saw them coming, their faces were happy, and they scrambled to make gestures for Mo Xiaoyu to enter, but they stopped Renguo.

Mo Xiaoyu received emergency rescue training at the police academy, plus she had some basic knowledge of modern medicine, so she hurriedly rushed in.

Despite her mental preparation, the scene inside still made her look overwhelmed!

I saw a young Apatani woman, sweating flat on a straw mat and wailing in pain, her eyes full of exhaustion and despair. The thin sheet covered by his body was lifted high by his bulging belly, and the straw mat under his body had already been stained with blood into a shocking scarlet!

The two older Apatani women next to her kept muttering something to her while wiping their sweat, and lifted the sheet to look underneath.

When they saw Mo Xiaoyu, they kept kowtowing like they had caught a life-saving straw.

But after all, Mo Xiaoyu is a girl who has just graduated and has not yet started a family, seeing this scene, her life is at stake, and she is in a cold sweat, this is not like dealing with some bad people in her previous work: "I, I, I won't deliver babies!"

Anyway, I couldn't understand what she said, and the two elderly women couldn't help but push her to the mother, and really regarded her as a savior.

Dirty environment, backward medical care, the threat of death, the gaze of prayer...... Mo Xiaoyu taught himself to learn to be calm with Renguo.

Fortunately, the two old women did not just leave their hands in charge, it turned out that they were not counting on Mo Xiaoyu to deliver the baby, but the locals thought that as long as there was a messenger of the gods by their side, they would be able to bring luck.

To be exact, Mo Xiaoyu is needed as a background.

So she took the initiative to change the water, cheer up, and force the old woman to wash her hands, and she was so busy that she never realized that she was shaking.

Apatani women usually work a lot of physical work, and their bodies are relatively strong.

In addition, maybe everyone's sincerity moved the world, or did Mo Xiaoyu's appearance really bring them luck?

In short, a baby girl has finally fallen to the ground!

The woman is safe, but the mother has lost a lot of blood, and it will probably take a long time to recuperate. Medical care here is backward, and it is unrealistic to make any blood transfusions and major supplements, and it is all up to you to bear it.

Today's scene impressed her more than any bloody scene that Mo Xiaoyu had come into contact with and heard about at the police academy, and it also touched her heartstrings more.

The moment he heard the baby crying, Mo Xiaoyu was excited and sad, shed two lines of tears, and at the same time missed his mother very much.

In addition, Mo Xiaoyu is also very sympathetic to this little BB, because after more than ten years, she will also have to bear the pain of making holes and plugs in her nose. Why don't men have to suffer any of them, while women here have to suffer doublely?

The two old women and the family members of the pregnant woman outside the door knelt down together, and kept kowtowing to Mo Xiaoyu.

Their status here has undoubtedly improved considerably, and the food they have been given twice as much in the next few days.

But Mo Xiaoyu couldn't find the kernel fruit in his eyes, where did he go?

I don't have a mobile phone, so I can't contact him, so I can only go back and die first. Xiao Yu was worried in his heart, for fear that something would happen to him.

After waiting for more than two hours, Renguo finally returned.

Mo Xiaoyu greeted him and asked with a little excitement, "Where have you been?"

Renguo: "Oh, I went to the mountains and picked some herbs for the mother. ”

Mo Xiaoyu: "Herbs?"

Renguo: "That's right. In fact, there are treasures everywhere in the mountain, as long as you know it, some of those plants can stop bleeding, some can relieve pain, some can help wounds heal, and some can replenish the body. For example, there is a small lilac flower, which is very inconspicuous, but it is the most pain-relieving in traditional Chinese medicine, called Yanhusuo. I found out that the locals didn't know about it, so I picked some and sent them over, grinded them and taught them. ”

Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed: "Tsk, who did you learn this ability from?"

Renguo: "Hehe, I learned from my master Li Shizhen." ”

It turned out that he had read Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica" day and night, and now it really has a place to use.