"Just take a look at this, don't take pictures," the driver glanced at Qiulan, who was taking pictures, and his voice swayed into my ears, "Anyway, you can be careful in everything." The driver didn't say anything more, and he didn't continue to tell us about the village. On the other hand, the old woman who was hitchhiking with us stared at us from time to time after hearing our conversation, and her eyes couldn't tell what it felt.

The car drove for about two or three hours, circling around the towering mountain, and I almost vomited what I had eaten. Outside the window was a cliff, and I couldn't stand it after glancing at it, and my head was dizzy, so I could only close my eyes to recuperate. But fortunately, the further you go into the mountains, the fresher the air becomes, and the mountains blow on your face, and the hot summer months are all left behind. It's no wonder that so many people like to escape the heat in the mountains, and it's definitely a great place to relax and unwind. If you hadn't thought about coming here to participate in the festival, you would have been in a good mood.

After getting off the bus, a man who looked to be in his forties sat on the mound at the entrance of the village, and he waved at us, who had been sent by the village to pick us up. Under the simple undershirt, it is not difficult to see that the lean body that has been trained by ordinary hard work is not tall enough, but it is very strong. Through chatting, we learned that this man's name is Luo Fangyong, and he is only twenty-two years old this year.

Luo Fangyong led us to the village, and along the way, villagers stopped what they were doing and stared at us. I used to watch TV documentaries about visits to mountain villages, where villagers were curious to observe strangers. However, I always felt that the villagers looked at us not so much curiosity as sympathy. It was as if we were three lambs about to be sent to the altar to appear in front of these people for the last time.

The road in the village was much smoother than in the mountains, and Qin Chu was able to let go of his hands and feet, and kept asking me to describe the scenery nearby. I still remember the last time he told me about going out to travel, and now it has been realized, but it is realized in such a helpless form, and the world is changing too quickly.

We stayed at Luo Fangyong's house for the time being. The buildings here are very distinctive, and the houses are not built directly on the ground, but on the pillars. The plank is the building, and the people here call it a dry fence, or a hemp fence, a wooden fence, and a stilted building. If such a building is built near the water, it can be protected from moisture. Built in the mountains, it can make full use of the space, which is very scientific.

The guest room was in the left corner of the vestibule, and there was only one room, because they only knew one person coming at first. Unexpectedly, three people came. In the end, it was decided that Song Qiulan and I would live together, and Qin Chuyi would sleep in Luo Fangyong's room.

I packed up my things and ate dinner at his house. Luo Fangyong's mother cooked many good dishes and warmly beckoned us to eat. He was the only one living in the house, he and his mother. His father and older brother are both working in other places, and he and his mother are in charge of the family's farming, so he looks like he is already in his forties under the training of busy farming.

"Hey, Xiao Luo," Qin Chuyi quipped, "I'm going to marry a daughter-in-law." Do you have a favorite girl? ”

"Hey, Brother Qin laughed," Xiao Luo took a few sips of wine, and his dark cheeks showed a faint flush, "We are so poor here, how can it be so simple to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

"You say you, be humble! Your family has so much crops, plus the money from your father and brother working outside, it's more than enough! ”

In the evening, the cool breeze in the mountain village blows through the transparent wooden buildings on the faces of each of us. It's very pleasant.

"Brother Qin, I won't tell you, the harvest in the past few years has been too poor." Xiao ** laughed and said helplessly, "With so many fields, I can't produce anything, so my father and brother will go to other places to work hard." Those of us in the mountains don't really envy your life in the city. The self-sufficient also live well, but it's a pity that God is not beautiful! ”

Maybe it was because I drank a little wine, but I gradually felt the heat on my body dissipate little by little, and the cool breeze blew on my body, making me shiver with coldness.

"Xiao Luo, when I came here today, I saw a lot of people in the village, are you usually idle?" Qiulan asked.

"Idle? If you want to be idle, it's not all because you can't grow something in the ground! Alas, we rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and we can't rely on the mountains, what else can we do, so we have to sacrifice, sacrifice the mountains, sacrifice the water, sacrifice the heavens and the earth, which is useful to sacrifice. ”

"In that case, don't you usually sacrifice when the harvest is good?" I'm a little curious, shouldn't this be a traditional folklore.

Xiao Luo lowered his head and took a sip of wine, and continued: "How can we have so much spare time to sacrifice, this thing has been broken for many years, in fact, the sacrifice you came to participate in this time is ......"

In the middle of speaking, Xiao Luo's mother suddenly broke in, frowned and said something in the local dialect next to Xiao Luo, as if she was scolding him, and as if she was persuading him not to talk too much. Luo Fangyong waved his hand, meaning that it was okay, but his mother still said in a stern tone for a while, and did not leave until Xiao Luo nodded. Before leaving, he glanced at us a few times, and he looked quite defensive.

"Bosses, you rest early, and I will call you up early tomorrow morning and take you to the village chief's house. Listen to them about the specific process. After Xiao Luo finished speaking, he also walked out, saying that it was more like running away, I always felt that he seemed to have something to hide from us, and I was afraid that he would say it all at once with a big mouth.

I wanted to continue to understand the process of the sacrifice, but Xiao Luo's expression just now made me a little suspicious. I can't help but feel that it was a dangerous decision for us to take the place of Lori in the sacrifice this time.

There was nothing to say all night, just waiting for the sky to be white.

Early in the morning, Xiao Luo woke us up one by one. Qiu Lan and I didn't sleep much, and when we heard the sound of screaming, we subconsciously bounced, Qin Chu was fine, and he was still lying on Xiao Luo's bed and falling asleep. Although he is not the protagonist today, he must be present for Qiulan. I quickly woke him up, dragged him to wash up, and followed Luo Fangyong to the village chief's house.

I didn't expect that the small village had already gathered a lot of people at this time, and when I arrived at the village chief's house, the outside sacrificial field was already surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside. I thought that this sacrifice would begin after we arrived, but I didn't expect that all kinds of mantras and prayers had already begun to be recited outside, and the others were doing all kinds of kneeling rituals like puppets.

The village chief's house was much more spacious than Xiao Luo's house, and we were arranged to wait in a small room opposite the sacrificial ground, from which we could clearly see the whole process of the sacrifice.

"Wow, there's so much meat, and that steamed rice, it's more than one color!" I looked curiously at Yiqiē in front of me, very excited.

"You say you, you know how to eat." Qin Chu pouted and said. He couldn't see it, he could only judge the progress of the scene from my mouth, "Hey, I said, they've all started, so what do you want us to do?" (To be continued.) )