For them, the so-called gathering of young people, Fu Youqian and the others are really not interested. But they can't help but go, if they really don't go, I'm afraid that this group of people will go to heaven.

Fu Youqian stayed where he was, and did not go with the group of them, and turned the cup in his hand, thinking about the guests in the village at the foot of the mountain.

There are already people on their way up the mountain, and while they may not be able to find their small village anytime soon, that doesn't mean they can relax. On the contrary, it shows that the small villages at the foot of the mountain already have a little bit of an idea of them, which is not a good thing.

"Tsk, that's a nuisance." Fu Youqian looked at the cup in his hand, said, and then drank the wine in the cup. With a crisp sound of "ding", the cup was placed on the table made of stone, and Fu Youqian had already walked away.

"It's... Why are you going..."A person who had already drunk in a daze leaned up to Wang Miao's side and asked, "Why... Belch... Why not talk to us... With us, huh? ”

Wang Miao held the cup with one hand, and slapped the person on the head with the other hand, "Grow a little heart, if he waves with us, if something happens at this time, we have to finish playing together and be served in a pot." The man didn't know if he understood or not, so he nodded crookedly, his feet were like his legs were weak, and he tried to support himself to stand up straight.

Looking at the person in front of him, Wang Miao was really disgusted, but he couldn't throw it away directly, so he could only throw such a drunk back into the crowd with a disgusted face, and let them continue to go crazy.

I don't know when, the few women who were brought back in the past two days were standing not far from them, hesitating to come over, pushing and shoving each other, as if there was something terrible in front of them.

Wang Miao saw them, and before she walked over, she had a smile on her face.

"Why don't you come in?" Wang Miao put the cup in his hand on the table next to him, and smiled at several women, "Don't look at them drinking like drunk cats now, in fact, they won't do anything." Wang Miao pointed to the group of people inside and said with a smile.

When he said this, several women couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Since you said so, let's go over and take a look." One of the women said, and the two women next to her nodded.

Wang Miao, who heard her answer, smiled and stepped back, with one hand behind her back, one hand stretched out, and placed it in front of the right side of her body, "Please." He said. It's like a leading pose.

The women were not polite, nodded directly at him, and then walked in the direction he had guided.

Seeing the figures of several women disappear into the crowd, Wang Miao was actually a little surprised, because he didn't expect these women to be so easy to handle, and he thought it would be a tough battle.

But it's a good thing to solve it, the process, does it matter?

Wang Miao smiled at the next drunkard with a wine glass.

The small village here can be said to be developing steadily, and Fu Youqian casually found a place to sit down. Although it is going well now, Fu Youqian doesn't know why, he just feels unsteady, as if something is about to happen.

It's a terrible feeling that you know what's going to happen but don't know anything specific, it's like a knife is on your head, but how tall is it, whether it's sharp, when it's going to fall off, and so on, and it's very irritable but there's nothing you can do.

"What the hell is going on..."Fu Youqian put his hands behind his head, and looked at the starry sky with a pair of eyes, like a child who saw something new without blinking. They can't speak, so they can only use body language to try to make adults understand what they mean. Fu Youqian must be different, he is thinking about the problem.

Originally, Fu Youqian didn't have such a habit, but now it's different-in such a good environment, if you don't learn to enjoy it, won't these hardships be suffered in vain?

So slowly, Fu Youqian developed such a habit. When there is something that needs to be solved, find a place where you can see the starry sky, lie down casually, look at the stars in the sky, and think about what is in your head while wandering.

Others don't know, but this method is very useful to Fu Youqian. There are a lot of problems that are solved in this way.

Fu Youqian lay down for a while, looking at the stars in the sky, and then for some reason, suddenly it was as if he had been burned, and the whole person was directly like a salted fish, bounced directly off the ground. He sat down cross-legged, sat directly on the ground, closed his eyes, and felt the wind blowing...

Phew, it's all nonsense, there's no such mess, you can do what you have to do, what mess is a lie, and you don't believe in it.

Fu Youqian's whole person seemed to have turned into a stone, his breathing slowly became weak, and his heartbeat was almost none. Slowly, the whole person seemed to cease to exist, as if it were a human-shaped stone, lifeless.

At this time, Fu Youqian didn't realize what kind of state he was in now. Now he seems to be lying on the bottom of the sea, letting the current wash over his body...

No, maybe it's more like a return to the mother, warm and safe, without having to think about anything at all.

Unconsciously, without Fu Youqian's knowledge, something in his body was changing, at first it just changed shape, and then slowly, the things inside also changed...

When Fu Youqian woke up, he suddenly found that his whole person seemed to have become different. But what exactly is different, he didn't find out...

Or rather, he couldn't see it himself.

Standing up and moving his body, Fu Youqian returned to the small village. He wanted to find someone to see how he was different from before, but the whole village was asleep now—no one had woken up because it was too late to party last night.

So Fu Youqian returned to his house lonely like snow. Silently waiting for the dawn.

It seemed to be calm, but in the place where they couldn't see, there were a few people with things on their backs and in their arms, following the people in front of them towards where they were. The man at the front held a strange-looking object with an ominous hue in his hand.

The people on the mountain don't know anything, they are sleeping soundly in their dreams, maybe they are still doing something in their dreams that they have always wanted to do but have never done.

There was only one sober person in the village, Fu Youqian, and there were six people who were climbing the mountain, and the things they were carrying might have been specially used against them.

But these men may not look like they're going to attack head-on. When they were still about 500 meters away from their village, they dispersed, hid themselves in the forest, formed a big circle around the whole village, enclosed the whole village in it, and caught turtles directly in the urn.

However, when they learned that they had gone up, they found that because the mountain was steep, their whole village was like a staircase, and the higher they went, the higher they went. Therefore, if the entire village is surrounded, their actions this time will most likely be useless.

So the people who had already gone up were entangled in the same place.

Except for the one in the lead, who didn't carry anything, the rest of the people carried something. They didn't really have an exact plan, and they were lucky to be able to meet such a day.

What they carry on their backs and on their chests is the same, and it is a unique grass that has been dried.

This kind of grass can actually be said to be everywhere, everywhere. But this does not mean that it is easy to pick, the truth is that it is not easy, if not difficult, to collect this grass.

First of all, this grass does not look good, and it looks similar to ordinary weeds, except for a few subtle differences. And then this kind of grass is not like a normal kind of grass, one by one, but grows one by one, mixed with weeds, and grows very regularly.

Finally, the grass seems harmless to humans and animals, but in fact it is always associated with a less friendly plant. The name of this plant is beautiful, it is called "Bijinmon", and it is a very small, densely grown, very beautiful and lush flower. When not in bloom, the plant looks no different from ordinary weeds, and is even a little wiltering. But once it reaches the flowering season, almost the entire plant is a paradise for its flowers.

It was a pale purple flower, the flower was small, but it was beautiful, and the petals were very thin, so thin that you could see through the petals to see something on the other side.

This kind of flower is terrible that he will have a very light and light aroma, if he is not born with a very sensitive aspect, there is a high probability that he will not feel anything. There is little way to avoid this aroma, even if you hold your breath, it can penetrate into your body along the skin. It's slower, but it's better than breathing it in.

Once this aroma enters the body, it destroys the body from the smallest unit. Often the smallest and most basic parts will always be overlooked, but by the time it is already very serious, it is already too late and there is no way to return to the sky.