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"Oh, here it is. Blessing rubbed his sour eyes, Li Moyi stretched out his hand, blessed blinked his eyes, and took off the neck pillow and eye mask from his body knowingly, and handed them to Li Moyi.

In the arrivals area, there are not many people picking up the airport, and it is easy to see someone holding a big sign "Welcome to the VIP of the [I Fenghua] crew", and a middle-aged man who looks to be about sixty years old is standing next to the person holding the card, looking inward.

"You are welcome to come to us. He introduced himself: "My surname is Liu, my name is Liu Xinguo, and I am the director of the town's poverty alleviation office. ”

Then he gave a brief introduction to the situation here, which has been a strategic border place since ancient times, with undulating mountains and changeable terrain, and there are some ancient temples in the mountains, but the statues of the gods inside have long been destroyed in the war, and I don't know what was once offered.

"By the way, you said that you want to ask if there is a flat high place, there is really one here, but in the deep mountains, from the nearest village, it will take more than two hours to drive in, the road is very narrow, only tractors can enter, such a bus, it is completely impossible to enter. ”

Outside the car window, the concrete forest belonging to the city slowly disappears, and one standard residential building after another is replaced by a self-built small building with a much more free and unrestrained architectural style.

The standard highway first became an ordinary asphalt road, then slowly became an asphalt road with a hole in the east and a hole in the west, and finally became a dusty loess road when the wind blew it.

Blessing has always been curious about these places, places where human activity has been around for a long time, and there are various gossip and local stories of strange things.

So she asked, "Director Liu, do you have any interesting legends here?"

"Hehe, there are no interesting legends, but we have a legend here, around the Dragon Boat Festival, after the sun goes down, women can't enter the mountain, otherwise, the mountain god will be unhappy. ”

The gods, fairies, and monsters in these god-chattering stories always can't get along with women.

Blessing asked, "Why?"

"The Dragon Boat Festival is the heaviest day of the year, the mountain god can not come out during the day, only at night can wander in the mountains and forests, if you meet a woman at this time, especially a young and beautiful woman, the mountain god will be unhappy. ”

This theory is strange, and the blessing asked: "Shouldn't the mountain god want to marry a beautiful woman when he sees it, why is he not happy?"

"Because the mountain god is also a woman. ”

"Huh?"

In traditional stories, women are always as tender as water, water gods are often women, men are as majestic as mountains, and mountain gods are often men. It's a strange place.

"Hey, how is the mountain god a woman?" Rong Shiyin also asked curiously.

Liu Xinguo pointed out the window: "Look." ”

The bus is driving through the lush mountains, with steep grassy slopes filled with unknown wildflowers on the left and a clear river meandering on the right.

"This river is the Yellow River. "Liu Xin's Chinese language is amazing.

The voices in the car converged into one word, "Ah?", the Yellow River, if you haven't seen it in person, at least on TV, the yellow turbid river roars from west to east in the wide channel, and finally joins the Bohai Sea.

Cameraman Xiao Wang muttered to himself: "This ...... The color is wrong. ”

The lighting engineer Xiao Gong said blankly: "The momentum is not like it." ”

Liu Xinguo smiled: "This river is a tributary of the Yellow River. ”

"Oh......" Everyone suddenly realized that there is also a truth, who said that only the Yellow River is the Yellow River that comes down from Bayan Kala Mountain? Even the Xingzhu Sea, the source of the Yellow River, is formed by the convergence of three water systems: Zhaqu, Yougu Zongliequ, and Kariqu.

Liu Xinguo also seemed to feel that it was a bit untenable for these well-informed city people to say that such a small river was the Yellow River, and he added: "Capillaries are also blood vessels, right? haha." ”

The people in the car were amused by his words: "Director Liu is really good at talking." ”

Liu Xinguo said with a smile: "Where is it, since the god who cares about the river here is a man, then the mountain is of course a goddess, so how to say it, men and women match, work so that you don't get tired." ”

The little girl in charge of the costumes and props in the crew didn't quite understand why the river god of the Yellow River was a man, and the lighting artist Xiao Gong on the side told her with great interest that there was also the myth of Feng Yi, the river god of the Yellow River, and the goddess of Luoshui, Concubine Mi, how could the photographer Xiao Wang let him be in the limelight alone, and also told a story of "Ximen Leopard Zhiye".

The little girl obviously didn't appreciate Xiao Wang's story: "I learned Chinese when I was in elementary school, but Hebo's daughter-in-law was obviously made up by a wizard to trick people. ”

"Poofhahahaha. The people around couldn't help laughing, and the little girl remembered that the heroine of her crew was not the high priest, and she quickly apologized to Rong Shiyin: "Cough, I'm sorry, our high priest is the kindest and best." ”

Even Rong Shiyin herself couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I will never arrange for you to marry the river god." ”

The long journey is not long in the laughter and laughter.

The bus stopped slowly, and Liu Xinguo jumped out of the car first: "It's here." ”

The people in the car got out of the car one after another, and found that the vast mountains were everywhere, and the location of the town government office was probably the flattest piece of land in the mountains, and the shooting site they were going to tomorrow was a village farther away from here.

Liu Xinguo smiled and said: "If this is in the Song Dynasty, you are already abroad." ”

Although it is almost the Dragon Boat Festival, standing on the ground in the mountain recess for a while, you can still feel the cold mountain breeze around you, and the tender green grass has just pulled out buds.

The director couldn't help but be a little worried: "It's so cold, has the golden lotus bloomed?"

"Don't worry, that village is on the sunny side of the mountain, it's much warmer than this, it's already blooming one by one, it's golden, it's all over the ground, not to mention how beautiful it is. Liu Xinguo rubbed his hands, "It's a little bit more, everyone is hungry, come on, come on, the meal is ready, let's eat." ”

This is a small canteen, which can only put four large round tables, each table has eight dishes of cold dishes, there are common pumpkin and red dates, there are also local specialties, everyone is most curious about a pot of cut salted eggs on the table, salted eggs are much larger than ordinary duck eggs, and more strange is that all of them are double yellow.

"Wow, how many do you have to cut to make up so many pairs of yellows?" Blessing popped up witch doctor legends such as "good recipe for childbirth" and "secret medicine for twins" in his mind.

Liu Xinguo smiled: "Hehe, this is a goose egg, as for the double yellow, of course there is a trick." ”