They live a very simple life, and it is this simplicity that makes it easy for them to distinguish what is true and what is false, the old people in the village always say that how many girls are rare when they are young, and that is fake, and the child breaks the objects in the house and says that next time he will not be naughty, it is also fake.

But the man who was sweating profusely with the children, the smile on his face was real.

The women returned home with peace of mind, and they no longer had to worry about their children having an accident, perhaps they would never know in their lives that the man who seemed to be very easy-going was the one who led the army south to try to level the southern Xinjiang as the old man in the village said.

The distinction between good and evil is sometimes not in people's hearts, or even controlled by people, depending on where you stand.

The same mountain, you face it, the mountain is in front of you, you have your back to it, the mountain is behind you, the mountain never moves, it moves people.

Therefore, when going up the mountain, looking up at the dangerous peak, it can't help but make people feel retreated, and when going down the mountain, they are greedy for the beautiful scenery on the mountain, and they are reluctant to give up, the mountain is still that mountain, but it can make people become self-contradictory.

In fact, the most contradictory thing is that the person standing on the mountainside is afraid that he will not be able to support the top of the mountain, and he is afraid of missing the scenery along the way.

He spent three days squatting in the newly built bamboo hut at the entrance of the village, listening to the villagers talking and learning a few words of southern Xinjiang during the day, and spending most of the night thinking about what to do next.

If he doesn't go back, a month later, the brothers of the Tianji Battalion will lead their troops south to attack southern Xinjiang, relying on the danger of Shu and not being able to resist the northward march of the southern Xinjiang army, let alone going deep into the dangerous land, and still fighting on other people's territory.

But if he goes back like this, he will undoubtedly completely tear his face, and Liu He still doesn't understand why the queen of southern Xinjiang wants to help Cai Xi take revenge, but no matter what the original intention is, the result is the same, and it is only a matter of time before the southern gate of Shu is lost.

Even if he hurried back to Chengdu and sent people to Cao Wei and Dongwu to ask for reinforcements, it would definitely be too late, and by the time Cao Wei and Dongwu's army arrived, Yizhou would probably have already changed hands again.

Staying in southern Xinjiang seems to be the only way to see a glimmer of life, and if you can find a way to solve the problem of resurrecting the soul within a month, all the problems will be solved.

This is very risky, the chance of success is very slim, but it does not mean that it is impossible, it is impossible for a dead person to come back to life on his own, and the person who casts this poisonous secret art must be a living person, since he is a human being, he must have weaknesses, at least he will not be a monster with an immortal body.

If you want to hear the news, you have to mingle with the locals, first of all, you have to have a common language, you can't even communicate, you can't just look at it with two eyes, you can't find the truth.

Liu He stayed in this village for more than ten days in a row, and finally learned a little bit of the southern Xinjiang dialect, fortunately, the southern Xinjiang people are simple, and the words in the language are not as good as the Central Plains people.

This made Liu He secretly rejoice for several days, if the people here talk like those scholars in the Central Plains, they are full of mouths, let alone a month, a year is not enough.

The small bamboo house that stands out from the crowd at the head of the village has become the favorite place for the children to go outside the empty field in the village, the children don't know what good bamboo material is, and they don't know that these bamboo materials were originally used to repair Her Majesty's Flower Sea Palace, in their hearts, this newly built small bamboo house is far from the warmth and comfort of their own home, and what really attracts them is that they come here every day to eat endless delicious food.

The people in the village have lived by hunting and gathering for generations, and it sounds like they always have meat to eat, and they don't know how many times happier than the ordinary people in the Central Plains who can only eat chaff vegetables, but after Liu He lived here for a while, he found that the actual situation was far less nourishing than he, an outsider, imagined.

Even if they are the best hunters in the village, they don't catch prey every day, and the vast majority of them go home empty-handed, and even if they do, they may just be just a hare, which is not enough for the whole family to have a meal.

There may be a few bites of rabbit meat for the first meal, and for the next few days, you can basically only live on the remaining broth.

The children here have basically never had meat to eat every day since they can remember, so whenever those tall and mighty royal court guards bring fragrant food, it is the happiest time of the day.

Baked food is a relatively luxurious thing in southern Xinjiang, and no one dares to spoil the prey that is hard to come back, and the first meal is quite happy, but after eating it all, there is only a bunch of gnawed clean bones, no broth, how can the next few days live.

At first, only a few bold children dared to approach Liu He's small bamboo house, and Liu He, who was thinking about how to crack the corpse and resurrect the soul, saw a few little guys outside the door who were probing their brains, and immediately gave them the roast pheasant that was still steaming hot just sent by the royal court guards.

A few children immediately wiped out a whole roast pheasant in front of Liu He, looking at the chicken bones all over the ground, and then looking at a few skinny children, Liu He was a little stunned, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't imagine that these little guys had such amazing combat effectiveness.

As the saying goes, there are two if there is one, and a few little guys who tasted the sweetness came to Liu He's small bamboo house the next day with a meal, and they were followed by several children who didn't dare to approach yesterday.

Liu He immediately gave another deer leg to the children, but although the deer leg was bigger than yesterday's roast pheasant, the little ones who were attracted by the fragrance today were several times more than yesterday, and a deer leg obviously could not satisfy their appetite.

So Liu He kept asking the royal court guards who came to bring him food, from a whole deer at the beginning, to the last whole roast wild boar, the royal court guards were stunned when they heard this, even the most burly and sturdy warrior among them did not have such a good appetite, how could this originally weak guy in front of him be so able to eat, and he could eat a whole wild boar in one meal.

The people of southern Xinjiang stubbornly believe that the more people can eat, the greater their strength, and they even dare not imagine how much strength a man who can eat a whole wild boar will be.

At first, they came to deliver food to Liu He only because of Her Majesty's order, and these royal court guards still complained about the Central Plains people who had a good flower sea and had to run to such a small broken village, but every day when they came to deliver food, they saw the bones that were gnawed all over the ground, from hares to pheasants, from deer to the last wild boar, more and more shocking, and they became more and more in awe of the Central Plains man who was a head shorter than them.