Zhu Yongxing smirked and looked around blankly, Menghe was already red from drinking, he raised his eyebrows with a smile, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, they ask you, is Mengzhu beautiful today?" ”

"Well, pretty, very pretty." Zhu Yongxing told the truth and nodded again and again.

Oh, the Miao girls cheered, ran over and pulled Zhu Yongxing, who didn't know why, and pushed him and Mengzhu shoulder to shoulder, leaning together, dancing and singing around them.

"Stretch out your hand to bite my brother, the more I bite, the more I see the deep love of my sister, the green mountains are not old, and I see the tooth marks like seeing people......" The Miao girls sang over and over again, gently pushing Mengzhu, urging her, and the most lively girl with a round face simply grabbed Zhu Yongxing's arm and stretched out to Mengzhu's face.

Mengzhu looked up at Zhu Yongxing, Zhu Yongxing didn't understand the rules in the village, for fear of being rude, so he didn't resist much, and smirked and showed his two front teeth. Mengzhu seemed to be encouraged, grabbed Zhu Yongxing's hand shyly, and took a bite, which was quite heavy, and there were tooth marks.

Yes! Why is there a rule for biting? Zhu Yongxing was stunned and didn't know what was going on, the Miao girls were already cheering, pushing him and Mengzhu to the bonfire, with the beautiful drum beat, Zhu Yongxing's two hands were pulled left and right, and they walked around the fire with everyone. Yes, he can only follow other people's dance steps, but the ancient and beautiful songs, blending with people's laughter and shouts, also make him feel refreshed, eye-opening, and very happy.

Singing and dancing, drinking and making trouble, Zhu Yongxing finally drank high, and then he didn't know anything.

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On the edge of the village, a lonely bamboo building is still lit at this time. Mengzhu sat respectfully on the chair, her little face was red, and there seemed to be a sweet smile in her eyes that were bent into crescents, and as she breathed, a slight drunken smell of wine wafted out of her small mouth.

The big witch who never showed his true face only took off his rigid mask in front of Mengzhu, and was sitting under the lamp, rummaging through Zhu Yongxing's things the same. Of course, Zhu Yongxing, who was unconscious, would not have thought that except for his underwear, all his things were placed on the table.

The Great Witch sounds mysterious and a little intimidating. His appearance was indeed terrifying, half of his face was covered with dark red, blackened scars, which must have been burned by fire. The scorched flesh was so scorched that one of his eyes was almost a slit, and his lips were strangely upturned, revealing a few yellow teeth.

Mengzhu didn't feel scared or afraid, she waited quietly, and sometimes suddenly smiled, not knowing what beautiful things Lu Dao was thinking in her heart.

"This fabric—" The Great Witch touched his sparse white hair, shook his head in annoyance, picked up his mountain boots and stroked them carefully, and put them back on the table with some helplessness, the smell and not to mention it, the point was that he really couldn't see what it was made of.

"Master, can't you see it too?" The joy on Mengzhu's face was even stronger, and her eyes blinked at Da Wu.

Da Wu didn't respond, reached out and opened the small package picked up by Zhu Yongxing, took out the seal of the four directions, and read softly: "Prince Min!" This-is it the Great Ming Sect? But how did he get here? Look at the hair and clothing, but it doesn't look like it? ”

Mengzhu was stunned for a moment, and asked a little nervously, "Is it His Highness?" Is the status very revered? ”

The Great Witch shook his head, as if comforted, and as if puzzled, he said, "It's not sure yet, it's just possible." As he spoke, he carefully rewrapped the seal, picked up Zhu Yongxing's shotgun and fiddled with it.

Mengzhu bit Zhu's lip lightly, reached out and rubbed Zhu Yongxing's mountaineering clothes, after struggling in the rapids and scraping in the jungle, the clothes had been torn in several places, but there was also a pocket that was almost complete, and there seemed to be a folded hard thing inside. The girl was very curious, fiddled with it for a while, and happened to open the zipper and took out the contents of it, which was a beautifully printed tourist map of Yunnan.

The Great Witch fiddled with it for a while, and seemed to understand the use of the shotgun, and said to himself, "Like a musket, it should be lit with a fire rope." As he spoke, he casually pulled the head of the machine and pulled the plate machine hesitantly.

"Boom!" With a bang, white smoke filled the air, and Mengzhu was startled and almost fell off her chair. Looking at Dawu again, he was already sitting on the ground, his shotgun fell off his hand, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were glazed, and he didn't seem to be able to move.

"Master, master." Mengzhu hurried over, calling anxiously and shaking.

Well, the Great Witch finally came back to his soul, let out a long breath, looked at the hole that had been punched out in the wall, and grinned bitterly: "Amazing, really powerful, it turns out that there are muskets in this world that don't need to be ignited." ”

"Well, master, what do you think this thing is?" Seeing that the master was fine, Mengzhu put her mind at ease and handed over the tourist map in her hand.

The Great Witch seemed to have a phobia, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Put it back, put it back, and don't mess around." Weird, this man is weird, and the things he brings are weird. ”

Mengzhu was very obedient, and quickly helped the big witch to sit down again, and put the map back again.

The Great Witch drank his tea slowly, and fell into a long contemplation, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and it might seem even more terrifying to others.

Mengzhu saw that Dawu was thinking so solemnly, and knew what important decision he was going to make, and this decision might affect the entire village, and it might also affect himself, so he waited patiently and quietly.

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Knock knock knock...... Zhu Yongxing was woken up by bursts of drums, his body was tired, and he drank a lot of wine, which made him rarely get up on time according to his biological clock. Now the sun has risen very high, and the sunlight has made the bamboo building red.

The drums were still beating, and the cacophony of human voices passed downstairs and then disappeared. Zhu Yongxing got up and came to the window, looked out, only to see the backs of a group of sturdy men wielding weapons, walking towards the river, I don't know what the road is doing?

As if hearing the sound of Zhu Yongxing getting up, a Miao teenager hurriedly ran up, looking at Zhu Yongxing in a daze, waiting for his orders.

This little guy was met by Zhu Yongxing last night, his name is Yan Bao, he knows a few words of Chinese, and he was sent to serve him. Zhu Yongxing smiled kindly, pointed outside, and asked, "Why does this drum keep beating, is the big guy going hunting with a weapon?" ”

Yan Bao blinked, as if he understood, waved his hand, and replied briefly: "Han people, come by the river, there are many people, and you are not allowed to come in." ”

Zhu Yongxing thought for a while, and completely supplemented this short sentence according to his own understanding, "Are you saying that the Han people came to the riverside, and you don't allow them to enter the village, so you have to block them by a large number of people?" ”

"Yes, yes." Yan Bao nodded repeatedly.