This mountain road is very narrow, allowing only one person and one horse to pass through at the same time, and it is difficult to even turn around. Yuan Xi and the others rested on the spot, and after eating enough dried meat, they set off again. The rain and fog in the mountains still persisted, but visibility was a little better. Looking up, there seemed to be a faint light ahead.

Seeing that he couldn't go back, he complained: "I've been here dozens of times, and I've never found a valley here. ”

Yuan Xi said: "It's just a tour, a bit of isolation." Let the soul fly a little bit, let the soul keep up with the pace......"

Whenever he said these chicken soup for the soul that was obscure to them, Lu Fang hurriedly wrote it down silently, and went back to transcribe it again. Yuan Xi often joked that he had to write down everything, did he still want to make a book of quotations in the future?

After walking through the most difficult section of the mountain road, my eyes suddenly opened up.

"It doesn't look like it's back to the exit. I couldn't get out after walking for so long, so I had to find a place to set up camp. ”

People in this era have a strong ability to survive in the wild, as long as there is a place, they can stay warm next to the horses, and they can sleep without tents. Yuan Xi couldn't do it, he wished he could sleep in a house made of turns, and then a fire burned inside, which was both warm and dry. I had just been drenched in the rain, and it was very uncomfortable to be slippery and greasy.

"Huh?" What do you really want to have, how can there be a house in front?

Yuan Xi rubbed his eyes, and then looked at it, sure enough, it was a thatched house, although it was built of wood and thatch, and it could not be compared with a brick house, but for Yuan Xi, seeing this kind of house in the barren mountains and mountains was no less than finding a five-star hotel.

The people in the back also cheered, and they didn't think that there was a village here, so they would be able to stay well tonight.

Lu Fang muttered, "But...... But...... On the way here, I didn't seem to see any houses like this......"

Yuan Xi said: "It's good to have someone to live in, go and inquire and see if there is anyone?" If there were people, wouldn't they just know the way out? ”

The fog gradually dissipated, and the edges and corners of the huts that were getting closer and closer in front became clearer.

There is not just one, there are many more near and far. These houses are spread out one by one, like chess pieces distributed on a chessboard, far and near, left and right, and evenly spaced from each other. In the middle is a ploughed field, and the traces of turning over the soil on it prove that someone has cultivated it.

Yuan Xi glanced at it twice and said, "Look, this place is different from ordinary villages. ”

Lu Fang asked, "Why is it different?" ”

Yuan Xi said: "In the villages outside, every family builds houses together so that they can take care of them, and the acres of land are gathered together. And the houses here, each family is built around its own fields, and they are scattered among each other. It's a bit of a taste of old and dead. This is very similar to the atmosphere of the well field system advocated by Confucius and Mencius. ”

Lu Fang looked at it and said, "It's very similar to what you said." ”

Mencius admired the well field system, believing that a hundred acres of land could be used for the needs of a family, and only one-ninth of the public land needed to be handed over to the emperor, and the rest of the private land cultivation income belonged to himself, and the layout was in the shape of a tic-tac-toe, so it was called the well field system. In the well field system, every household is a closed loop, and the income from farming belongs to them, so they do not need to trade with the outside world.

What a good wish for the tiller to have his field.

The group led the horses forward, and the acres of fields and acres of fields were surrounded by ridges that were one piece higher, but the horses did not walk in a straight line like humans, so the hooves sank into the soft mud around them.

An old man in cloth wearing a turban suddenly rushed over next to him and called, "Who are you?" Why are my crops wasted? He shouted as he walked towards them. After seeing the outfit of their group clearly, they suddenly froze, and then turned their heads and ran wildly.

"Oh no, there are Wuhuan people...... The thieves have entered the valley......"

Yuan Xi reacted at this time, it turned out that he had a knife hanging on his waist and a horse, all of them were fierce and vicious, and he was also following the Wuhuan people, no wonder people regarded themselves as bandits. Watching the old man run a few steps, fall into the mud puddle, and then continue to get up and run, it feels like a devil entering the village.

The surrounding Wuhuan people laughed heartily.

Yuan Xiyao shouted: "Fellow, we are good people-"

But the man was already far away, so they had to keep going, hoping to see more people, so that they could explain, after all, they had to ask someone to spend the night, and they could not frighten people.

But they couldn't laugh right away. I saw someone in the distance banging the gong, and the rhythmic percussion was not only a warning to his own people, but also exuded a strong hostility to the outside world.

When the Wuhuan people heard this warning, they immediately became nervous, and they all got on their horses and drew their swords, preparing to make a surprise gesture.

In the dense fog around them, human figures gradually appeared, all of them were ordinary villagers, but they had different coordination, each holding a wooden gun in their hands, and raised it forward together, aiming at Yuan Xi and the others with a sharp end. From the sound of the gong just now, to the gathering of so many people, Yuan Xi didn't believe that they were spontaneous and must have been trained.

Yuan Xi took two steps up and shouted over there, "Who is your village chief?" I want to see him. ”

The villagers over there looked at each other, not knowing what this person meant.

Before long, a middle-aged man slowly came out of the crowd. The man had a square face, two horns on his forehead, high and protruding, and two horns protruding from each of the mandibles under the ears. He had a short beard, and his beard was disheveled, and a turban was tied haphazardly on his head, which was also draped down, and he looked very rough. The man's skeleton was broad, but he was thin, with his shoulders towering, and he was not angry and arrogant, and his face carried a majesty.

"What do you call an old man?" Yuan Xi hugged his fists and dealt politely.

"How old do you think I am?" The man put his hands behind his back, and didn't seem to pay attention to their line of more than 30 cavalry, and responded angrily: "I am the 'village chief' here, since Your Excellency is a Han Chinese, why do you bring Hu people to my valley?" ”

Yuan Xi saw that although his trouser legs were covered with mud, his body was very clean, and when he just walked out, he also had a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, which showed that he was a scholar and should be reasonable. So he said: "Sir Mingjian, when the next group of people strayed into the valley and lost their way, I beg to spend the night in this valley, and tomorrow they have found a way out, and they will leave." ”

The man said, "What if I don't allow it?" ”

Most of the Wuhuan people couldn't understand what the two of them were saying, but looking at the tone of this person's voice, they showed dissatisfaction, and Lu Fang, Zhao Yun and the others all frowned.

Yuan Xi smiled: "If Mr. doesn't allow it, I will leave immediately, and I have to stay in the valley overnight tonight." ”

The man suddenly laughed dryly twice, and said, "You are a descendant who talks like this, but it seems that I, the master, are not the master." If you want to spend the night, come with me. ”