The canoes finally converged, and Zhu Yongxing, who was sitting in the canoe, was seen. Including the young man, the people in the canoe looked at him with astonishment and exchanged their heads with curiosity.

The young man frowned and said a series of words to Mengzhu, as if asking about Zhu Yongxing's origin. Mengzhu looked proud and excited, kept talking, gesturing with her hands, and glanced at Zhu Yongxing with a smile from time to time.

The duck listened to the thunder, Zhu Yongxing tried his best to put a harmless smile on his face, and what Mengzhu said was introducing himself, because he could hear the words "Brother Zhu" in it.

The young man's face became more and more solemn, and occasionally asked a few words, and the eyes of everyone on the ship also changed, surprised, stunned, suspicious, and awe...... Zhu Yongxing couldn't say clearly.

You ask me and I answer, after a conversation, Mengzhu sat down, smiled at Zhu Yongxing, and began to paddle, but it turned out to be rowing back along the way it came, and the string of canoes behind followed closely.

You're here to see the bears, right? Zhu Yongxing shrugged his shoulders and guessed. Did this goblin just brag about me, describing me as a warrior of great courage, people don't believe me, and are going to see the bear's carcass.

Sure enough, the canoe docked at the place just now, Mengzhu said to Zhu Yongxing, motioning for him to wait here, and when Zhu Yongxing nodded, she took the young man and a group of people to walk up the hillside with torches.

This is a spear? Bodal? Not exactly. What's the glittering guy you're carrying, a machete? Zhu Yongxing looked at the guys in the hands of this group of people, and couldn't help scratching his head, feeling more and more that what happened to him was incredible.

In fact, what Zhu Yongxing saw was a unique weapon of the Miao people - bamboo darts, which are called "shooting music" in Miao language, which is to divide the old bamboo in the mountains that is seven or eight feet long into thinner strips than chopsticks, and then use twelve or sixteen strips to paint with soil paint, tie them into a handful, and wrap them with hemp rope, and then paint them with a layer of soil paint, that is, they become bamboo darts and rods, and when they are equipped with spearheads, they become "bamboo darts". Bamboo darts have many characteristics, when fighting, thousands of spears stab, short knives to chop, soft without blades. It can also release darts continuously, like arrows, and it is extremely difficult to prevent and extremely powerful.

Another special weapon is called the hook knife, which is called "Guo Tenggao" by the Miao people, which means a knife with a hook. It has hooks and handles, and is generally made of green steel wood that weighs as much as iron. Usually, this kind of knife can be used to chop small strips of bamboo and wood, and one knife can cut a piece, especially if the stab does not hurt the hand. Before the liberation of the Miao people go out to walk, used to bring a hook knife as a self-defense weapon, if you encounter jackals, tigers and leopards, you can use it to fight with fierce beasts, and when you encounter gangsters, you can also use it to fight, the hook knife can be chopped and chopped, you can hook and tease, you can stand and block, you can knock and poke, it is very convenient.

A row of canoes were docked on the shore, leaving a few people to guard them. These people glanced at Zhu Yongxing, and then looked at the direction where their companions disappeared with some worry, muttering and muttering.

After a short time, a commotion came, several people turned their heads to look, the fire flashed, and Mengzhu led people back. Not only people, but the evil bear was also carried back by several strong men.

When they came closer, the young man and everyone looked at Zhu Yongxing, with awe and doubts in their eyes. The young man blinked, as if thinking about something. He was still hesitating, so Mengzhu preemptively spoke, as if he was making some suggestions, pointing at the corpses of the two bears for a while, pointing at himself for a while, and looking at Zhu Yongxing for a while. After a while, the young man seemed to loosen up and nodded slightly.

Mengzhu jumped over with a smile and said happily in Chinese: "In order to thank you for saving me and killing our most hated beast, my brother wants to invite you to the village as a guest." ”

Zhu Yongxing blinked his eyes and looked at the young man, who seemed to be a very simple guy, while Mengzhu looked at Zhu Yongxing expectantly, obviously, in her heart, she hoped that Zhu Yongxing would agree.

"Well, thank you for your kindness, then excuse me." Zhu Yongxing made a decision, this place was very unfamiliar to him, and he was injured again, and it was a little difficult to get out of the place alone.

Hearing that Zhu Yongxing agreed, others were nothing special, but Mengzhu smiled and was very happy, jumped into the canoe, and still went on the same boat with Zhu Yongxing.

A row of canoes were tied together, torches flashed, like a string of lanterns, swimming upstream, through a very narrow mountain crevice, the front suddenly opened up, it was actually a wide river, the moonlight shone on the water, making Zhu Yongxing feel as if immersed in a piece of silver light.

There are many houses by the river, very peculiar, with very good skills, very pointed roofs, and very high shelves, and the houses are in the air, and each house has a long ladder leading to the house.

Mengzhu was very happy, and sang a beautiful song loudly, and the people on the canoe also sang along. After a while, the sound of leather drums and singing also sounded on the shore, and countless torches appeared on the shore.

It's really getting more and more incomprehensible, such a building, I have never seen it, it looks somewhat similar to that of Miao Village in Yunnan, and Zhu Yongxing has doubts in his heart.

When the boat came to the shore, the people on the shore gathered around, and when they saw the people on the boat carrying the bear down, they couldn't help but let out bursts of cheers. The young man said a few words to Mengzhu, then saluted Zhu Yongxing, and then led people to stride towards the village, and some people saw Zhu Yongxing and couldn't help but cast curious eyes.

Mengzhu led Zhu Yongxing to a house by the river, and explained to Zhu Yongxing as she walked: "My brother told the patriarch to go. There is a rule in the stockade that no one is allowed to enter. But for you, there should be an exception. Mengzhu was rescued by you, and he will definitely say good words in front of the patriarch, the patriarch loves me the most, and there will be no accidents. ”

Zhu Yongxing nodded, since he came here, just listen to others, since there are such rules, let's wait first. Although Mengzhu's Chinese accent is a little weird, it seems that she is becoming more and more fluent, as if she usually speaks less and is more unfamiliar.

Entering this simple house, Zhu Yongxing looked at it, it didn't seem to be a place to live, but a temporary resting place. He sat down in a chair and leaned his shotgun against the wall next to him, and Mengzhu offered oil tea.

"What kind of nationality are you, you look like the Miao people, but they are different." Zhu Yongxing asked curiously.

"We are a branch of the Miao people, but now we can only call it the Mengshan Ke tribe." Mengzhu's expression darkened, and explained: "When the name was changed, it should be in the Wanli period, and it has been many years now. ”