I argued with Beard about painting again, but Beard insisted on continuing to paint, and I had just run away, and I was tired, so I simply let him go. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I sat on the floor, how comfortable and how to relax myself. In the meantime, I've been trying to reach Vala, and I don't know how she's investigating.

I didn't expect Cao Cao Cao to arrive, and after a while, two people entered the grass hut one after the other, one was Dawara, and the other was Zhuangturen.

Their expressions were still very serious, and Davara's face was even redder.

I was shocked when I saw it, and I said that these natives had always thought that Davara was a man, but this time Davara would not be "exposed", right? What did she have to do with the Zhuang Tu people? In that case, is she a biao or a fool? How long has she been in the Grand Canyon? Someone was messed up by a local man?

Beard and I secretly looked at each other, and Beard thought of it with me, and he smiled again, and asked Davara to thumb, "...... you?"

Davara suddenly waved her hand, which meant that she had something to say, and gestured to the two of us, indicating that she was going to go to a corner, and she was going to whisper.

We both got up from the ground, and when we got to the corner together, I listened carefully. I was worried that she wouldn't be confused again, and even got excited, saying that she would marry into this village.

But actually, I and Beard thought badly, and Davara was down to business. She told them that the human flesh that the natives had eaten had been found in a cave near the village, and that the man was dying and covered in leaves, like a wild man, but they thought the man was fine-skinned and tender, so they brought the man back and cooked it.

My first reaction was that these natives were really savage. Also, I would like to know, who is the deceased?

I answered, "What about the head of the dead? Not yet?"

This is also the most direct way to identify a deceased, but Dawala shrugged his shoulders and said that the head had been chopped up and boiled in a large black cauldron with the body.

I asked, "Did the natives say anything about the deceased?"

Dawala shook his head, and then emphasized, "When the iron donkey entered the valley, it also brought two local special police officers, and according to my pessimistic guess, the deceased is likely to be one of these two special police officers." But what happened to them, how come they don't even have the clothes to wrap themselves in?"

Neither I nor Beard can answer this question. I also took advantage of the time to take a look at the Zhuang Turen, after all, we got together for a private chat, but we left him out in the cold.

The Zhuang Turen was not idle during this period, he secretly walked a few small steps to our side, and showed the meaning of listening.

Let's put the question of the dead man aside, and Davara waved to the Zhuangtu and asked him to come over.

Then Davara said to the two of us, "There is another very important matter, let Kelsang Nyima tell you." ”

I guess Kelsang Nyima is the name of this strong man. And when he heard Davara say this, he didn't hide it, and said something. On the first day of March, the fifteenth day of July, and the first day of October every year, there is a place called Wulin not far from the village, and a messenger sent by the immortals will appear. If there are people in the village who want to seek immortals, they will go to the fog forest to wait in those days, and if they are favored by the messenger, they will be taken away.

I couldn't help but want to blink when I heard it, and I had to say that this was the first time I had heard a strange talk when I was so big.

Beard took out a questioning posture and asked rhetorically, "Really?"

Kelsang Nyima nodded vigorously, indicating that there was no need to question this, and he was also very curious, and asked us, "The three of them are also great immortals, don't you know this kind of thing?"

I said in my heart, are we gods, by the way, I pondered deeply, trying to say something about the fairy monster.

Davara had already come to a conclusion in her heart, she saw that I and the beard didn't say anything, but she reminded her first, "Gu King." ”

Beard and I snapped a glance at Davara. I understood what she meant, the matter of seeking immortals was actually a cover made by the Gu King, and he was actually looking for an experiment.

Kelsang Nyima was very unfamiliar with the term Gu King, and asked us, "Who is the Gu King?"

I casually made up nonsense and replied, "The Gu King is not an immortal, he secretly cultivates some demon methods, and he is an old goblin." One of the purposes of our visit this time is to arrest him and bring him back to the fairy world to ask for guilt. ”

Gesang Nyima immediately anxious, according to what he said, in the whole village, there were a total of four women and two men who went to seek immortals, half a year ago a woman came back, but the whole person was very haggard, and became chattering, everyone said that she failed to seek immortals, so it seems that the five who did not come back, isn't it more auspicious?

I agreed with this pessimistic speculation, but I shook my head and said a few more words purely to comfort Kelsang Nyima.

Then I changed the subject and asked Kelsang Nyima, "Where does the woman who came back live?"

I mean, if you want to talk to this woman, it's best if she can provide a route so that we can find the Gu King.

Kelsang Nyima was very honest and immediately replied that she lived in a thatched hut in the northernmost part of the village. The thatched hut was easy to recognize, because it was in tatters, and it was the smallest one in the whole village.

I suddenly thought of the little girl who had just hooked up with me. I gestured and said, "Is that woman wearing a ponytail?"

Beard and Davara were stunned, and Beard was still staring at me and asked, "Do you know this woman?"

I didn't answer the beard, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to tell the shameful thing. And Kelsang Nyima shook her head when she heard this, and said that it was the woman's sister who was wearing the braids, and her name was Dona. For more than half a year, it was also thanks to Dona to take care of her sister, otherwise her sister would have starved to death.

Beard immediately had a plan, saying that we would go to Donna and let Donna take us to her sister.

Kelsang Nyima said no problem, I had to go, but I shouted and waited.

Beard and Davara all looked at me with strange expressions. Davara must have sensed something through her woman's intuition, and asked, "Is there something wrong with that Dona you?"

I refused to admit it, and I made another excuse that it was not in a hurry beforehand, and that I could think about it before making a decision.

I was worried that they wouldn't ask me and Dona anything about it, so I simply changed the subject and asked Kelsang Nyima, "Didn't you say you were going hunting, why didn't you move?"

Gesang Nyima pointed to Davara and replied, "I have prepared my bow and arrows and stone axes, but before I can leave, the immortals will come looking for me." ”

I told him not to delay the hunt, otherwise what would the people in the village eat today?

I insisted on using this excuse to let Kelsang Nyima leave first.

Davara must have looked at me silently, and even the strange look in his eyes made me afraid to look at her for a while.

I also said to them, "Take a break and replenish your strength." ”

In the whole room, there was only the straw mat, which was very messy at this time, and there were slimy white dots in some places. It's all a mustache's masterpiece.

The meaning of the beard, turn the straw mat over, and you can sleep.

But Davara and I resisted, and we came back with two more bales of hay from outside the house. When we had laid them on the floor, we lay down and fell asleep.

I was so tired that I slept for a long time, and in the evening I heard movement outside the house, and it was a mess.

I got up and sat up, and looked around. Davara was gone, probably waking up a long time ago, and his beard was still snoring.

I didn't have a beard and walked out on my own.

I found that after sleeping like this, it made my whole body ache. I rubbed my shoulders and tried to make myself better, and I saw that the cauldron had been set up again and a fire had been lit at the head of the village.

The last meal I ate was vegan, and this time I made up my mind, saying that as long as it wasn't human flesh, even if I wanted to eat rat meat, I would have to eat it.

I walked to the entrance of the village, and when I got closer, I found a wild boar that had just been disemboweled.

The wild boar was put directly on the ground, with four hooves facing the sky, the belly was cut open and half a meter long, and the internal organs appeared in front of me at a glance.

I don't think it's bloody, but it's just a pig, a game. I'm not sick to my stomach.

Kelsang Nyima, who was directing the other natives to dig up the pigs, saw me and waved his hand at me, shouting, "Good luck today, this pig is enough for everyone to eat for two days." ”

I haven't eaten wild boar, so I talked nonsense with him, such as asking him if wild boar meat is good or not.

Kelsang Nyima was very curious, and said, "Don't you immortals don't eat meat?" He shouted at a female native. The indigenous woman brought a bunch of leaves and wild mushrooms, and Kelsang Nyima emphasized, saying that this is a dinner specially prepared for us by the village, how about it?

When I looked at these things, my legs suddenly went limp, and I almost fell to my knees.

I thought to myself, why are these natives so real? Of course I have to make excuses for us to eat wild boar. I made up nonsense again, "There is a saying that follows the customs of the locals, since the three of us immortals have gone down to consider the people's feelings, of course we can't put up a fight, we have to have fun with the people, so I announced on behalf of our three immortals that we will eat wild boar tonight." ”

I have to say that Kelsang Nyima is really foolish, he believed this again, he wanted the female natives to throw all these leaves and mushrooms there.

But I don't think it's a pity to lose the leaves, and those mushrooms look good, so I suggest that you put the mushrooms in the stew of pork later.

Gesang Nyima took a skeptical attitude and said, "If you make it like this, it's mushroom and pork, can it be delicious?"

I wanted to tell him that there was a dish called chicken stewed with mushrooms, and it tasted very good, but I didn't bother to bother with it, and finally I only emphatically said, "Those who believe in Daxian are right." ”

I leaned forward while I had time to watch the natives pack up the pork.

They were very skillful, some put the black pot next to the dead pig, and some stretched out their hands and pulled out all the water under the pig.

I couldn't help frowning for a moment when I heard the gurgling sound when I went into the water, and I found that there was something strange about the dead pig's belly.

The pig had been defured by boiling water, and at this time, on its black belly, there was a very irregular black line that was still winding around Qining.

I snorted and told the natives to stop for a moment, and I crouched down in front of the pork belly, looking more closely at the black line.

Gesang Nyima They thought very simply, and they didn't think there was anything in this black line, Gesang Nyima also persuaded, "Everyone is hungry, Daxian, let's hurry up and start eating." ”

I turned my head to look at it a few times, and some of the natives couldn't help but stare at the pig and swallow their saliva.

I didn't want to delay them from killing the pigs, so I borrowed another stone axe. I used it to cut off this weird piece of pigskin. (To be continued.) )