"Hehe, I'm guessing you're not that honest......"

After hearing Long Wangda's words, Peng Bin smiled, didn't bother with Long Wangda, turned his face to Fang Yi and said: "The stone carvings on both sides of this road are all totems in this village, and the legend is that they are ancient gods, and they have the ability to fly over rivers and seas, but what kind of mythical characters they are, the old man doesn't know ......"

"It's not a figure in Buddhism, it's not like a god in the West, I really don't know what happened here in ancient times?"

Fang Yi shook his head when he heard this, he had carefully looked at the pattern on a stone carving just now, it was a monster with nine heads and a snake body fighting the enemy, and its enemy was a divine eagle, the whole pattern looked quite weird. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brother, you mean, this village has existed since ancient times?"

Peng Bin's expression was a little awe-inspiring when he heard this, he had heard Fang Yi deduce some things in ancient mythology before, especially the aura that Fang Yi encountered last time, this time he mainly came to find the place where Long Po Tuo had entered, just to try his luck and inquire about ancient things.

"It's hard to say, those stone carvings may also be left behind by the people behind them to remember the sages......" Fang Yi thought for a while, and said in a firm tone: "But this place is definitely not simple, maybe Long Po Tuo was really born here......"

"Let's look for it first. Peng Bin glanced at Fang Yi and signaled that he didn't need to say much here, after all, Long Wangda's old guy was eavesdropping with his ears pricked up in the back.

This village in the mountains is not large, there are only so many families in total, but there are many houses built on the mountain, in the words of the old man, these houses have been inhabited before, but they can't bear the hardships in the mountains, and they have not come back after going out.

Coming to a gentle place, the old man stopped under a big banyan tree, there was a well under the banyan tree, and a bell hung on the tree, and after a few words with Peng Bin, the old man rang the bell.

"This bell is also an antiquity, at least hundreds of years old. Fang Yi looked at the bronze bell, suddenly looked at Peng Bin, and said, "Big brother, I remember that in Long Potuo's biography, it seems that this bronze bell has been recorded, right?"

Some time ago, Fang Yi didn't look at some historical materials related to Long Potuo, there is an article like Long Potuo's autobiography, which mentions an ancient bell in the village, in Long Potuo's words, the bell is melodious, whenever something happens in the village, the village elders will ring this bell to gather everyone.

The sound of the bell was a little dull but very pleasant, and it was heard far away, and after a few moments the people of the village gathered under the big tree, there were not many people, only seven or eight, and most of them were old people, and the whole village seemed to be dull.

"The old man told me just now that no one who went out of this village will come back, and maybe in a few years, this village will be gone. ”

Peng Bin whispered to Fang Yi, he had just asked the old man if Long Potuo was born in this village, but the old man's answer made him a little disappointed, the old man told Peng Bin that even if the person he said was born here, as long as he went out, he would rarely come back.

When Peng Bin and Fang Yi were talking, the old man was also talking to the people in the village, and after talking for a while, the old man took out the money that Peng Bin gave him just now, and then sent it to several villagers.

"Mr. Peng, what are they doing? Why do you want to divide the money?" Long Wangda asked Peng Bin a little helplessly, although he didn't want to talk to Peng Bin much, but only Peng Bin could understand the dialect of the people here.

"The person who gets the money will give up his house for us to live ......in," Peng Bin replied simply.

"Then where are they going to live?" Long Wanda was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said: "We have brought tents, we don't need them to let them out of the house, you tell them ......"

"My brother and I don't have tents......" Hearing Long Wanda's words, Peng Bin couldn't help rolling his eyes, and almost pointed at Long Wanda's nose again and said that he was not kind.

"Let's give you two tops......" Long Wanda said very dryly, he didn't give Peng Bin a chance to accuse himself of being stingy.

"That's a good dare, thank you Lao Long......"

Peng Bin laughed, stepped forward to talk to the old man in the village, walked back after a while, snapped his fingers, and said: "Let's talk, our tent can be set up in this place, and we can go to all the places in this village, and they will be responsible for three meals a day......

The villagers in the mountains are still relatively simple, after failing to give up the house, the villagers sent a lot of melons and fruits, which they picked from the mountain, and after washing them with a clear spring, the taste is very delicious.

In the name of archaeology, Peng Bin led everyone into the homes of the villagers, pretending to check the pots and spoons in their homes, but except for Fang Yi, who was really looking at some old objects with age, the rest of the people were more focused on some books.

However, what disappointed Long Wanda was that there were very few books in the homes of these villagers, and even if there were, they were all children's picture albums, and there were no ancient books at all.

Fang Yi and Peng Bin knew that the place where Long Potuo entered the mysterious space was absolutely impossible to be in the villagers' houses, so the two of them were really checking those old objects, and the other was chatting with the villagers absentmindedly, and the afternoon passed like this.

In order to welcome the arrival of the guests, the people of the village specially killed a sheep in the evening and held a grand bonfire dinner, and Long Wanda also asked the disciples and entourages who came back from the mountain in the afternoon to bring some supplies, and presented exquisite food to the villagers.

I have to say that Long Wanda is very good at enjoying it, the tents he brought are all inflatable, each tent is as spacious as a small yurt, and there are temporary power supply equipment inside, and the battery that can be charged is enough to maintain the lights overnight.

What's even more awesome is that Long Wanda's entourage got some ice cubes from somewhere, and put them in the tent in a special place to store ice cubes to absorb heat, so that even in the hot summer, the temperature in the tent is very cool.

As for the most annoying mosquito problem in the mountains, it is not a problem in front of the two Great Head Descenders.

I don't know what means they used, the mosquitoes that were originally gathered together in clusters all disappeared completely, as if there were their world around the tent, they all hid far away, and even the old man in the village who stayed to chat with Peng Bin was amazed.

You know, in the past, there were no people left under the banyan tree at night, those vampire-like mosquitoes could suck a living person alive, and the people in the village relied on burning an herb to repel mosquitoes, but that one was confined to the home, and the medicinal properties dissipated as soon as the wind blew outside.

Listening to Peng Bin and the old man communicating in a language he didn't understand, Fang Yi was playing with an adult's fist-sized conch in his hand, this conch was black all over, the snail wall was very thick, and it was very heavy.

Six holes were artificially carved into the conch wall, and when you blow with your mouth, you can press the holes with your fingers to make them make a variety of sounds.

When others saw Fang Yi playing, they only thought it was an ordinary handicraft, but Fang Yi knew that this thing was not simple, so he specially asked Long Wanda for a banknote of 100,000 Cambodian riel, and exchanged it with that family.

In order to exchange for something that can be fancied, when Long Wanda let people go out of the mountain, they also exchanged a lot of Cambodian riel, and the dollar outside the mountain is hard currency, and Long Wangda's people easily exchanged a bag of Cambodian banknotes.

Peng Xian...... No, Peng Bin, what are you talking to him about?"

After the old man in the village left, Long Wanda came over directly and asked Peng Bin straight to the point.

Not understanding the language of this village made Long Wanda very depressed, originally he sent his disciples out of the mountain in the afternoon to find a translator, but what Long Wanda didn't expect was that none of the people in these ten miles and eight villages understood the language of this village.

Hearing this result, Long Wanda was speechless for a while, but the languages in Southeast Asia are mixed, especially the native language in the mountains is even more difficult to understand, and Long Wanda doesn't know where Peng Bin learned this language.

"I didn't talk about anything, just talk about the short things in the parents, I mainly asked him if he knew about Long Potuo, and whether he had ever come back after leaving the village......"

Peng Bin said half-truthfully, in fact, what he just asked was where to go around this village, where children generally liked to go to play when they were young, according to the record in Long Potuo's notes, he inadvertently entered the space when he was a child.

Peng Bin and Fang Yi had calculated that it was impossible for a child to run far when he was five or six years old, so the space that Long Po Tuo entered should be near or around the village, and Peng Bin was going to wait until tomorrow to go with Fang Yi to find out.

"Nothing else?"

The feeling of being controlled by others made Long Wanda very uncomfortable, but no matter whether what Peng Bin said was true or not, he could only listen, this was like Long Potuo's notes outside of it, although he knew that what Peng Bin translated was somewhat untrue, Long Wanda was helpless.

"No, why don't you ask him yourself. Peng Bin spread his hands and put on a posture like Lao Tzu, and Long Wanda could only return to his room stupidly.

"Brother, you've been playing with this conch for a long time, is there anything special?" Peng Bin and Fang Yi's tents were next to each other, and when they opened the curtain of the tent, they could just see each other, it would be still early, and Peng Bin couldn't sleep.

"It's nothing special, I look at the workmanship is very exquisite, use it for fun......" Fang Yi glanced at Peng Bin, he had some ideas in his heart about this conch, but in front of Long Wanda and the others, Fang Yi didn't want to try it.

"Hehe, I know these bastards are eavesdropping, do you want to rush them......"

Peng Bin suddenly squeezed his eyes at Fang Yi, and after hearing his words, Long Wanda, who was pricking up his ears not far away, couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he couldn't say anything, otherwise he would really admit that he was a bastard.

Peng Bin's tone suddenly changed, and he actually said in a dialect of Jiangnan in China: "Old Long, you shameless bastard, a guy who gave birth to a grandson and became a ladyboy, a guy who eavesdropped on others......"

The languages of China are roughly divided into seven major dialects, namely the Northern Dialect, the Wu Dialect, the Min Dialect, the Cantonese Dialect, the Hakka Dialect, the Gan Dialect and the Hunan Dialect, and the dialects of these seven regions cover almost the whole of China.

However, among the various dialects, there are different sub-dialects, the northern dialects are generally called the "official dialects", and the secondary dialects are generally relatively easy to understand, even if they are thousands of kilometers apart.

However, the southern dialects are like Wu dialect and Min dialect, etc., and the voiced consonants of the second dialect are very different, and sometimes the neighboring villages speak differently, speaking Northern Jiangsu dialect while speaking Southern Jiangsu dialect, the difference is very large.

The dialect that Peng Bin said is a kind of Wu dialect, which is a little similar to Jinling dialect but has a big difference, this is actually the local dialect of Fang Village at the foot of Fang Mountain, Peng Bin once heard Fang Yi and the fat man talk in this language, and learned some pronunciation of this dialect from Fang Yi.

"Big brother, you're bad enough, let's say something they can understand, otherwise they won't want to sleep peacefully this night......"

Hearing the series of swear words spit out of Peng Bin's mouth, Fang Yi couldn't help laughing, just as Fang Yi said, Long Wanda, who had ears pricked up next to him, was already scratching his ears and cheeks, wishing that there was a universal translator by his side.