A light white mist shrouds the mountains and forests. Occasionally, ethnic minority mountain dwellers dressed in strange costumes pass by them with a cone-shaped basket on their backs, casting the inquiring gaze of these men and women dressed in Han Chinese costumes.

The road under your feet is intricate, and the last time I came, it was a coincidence, and there was a bell to guide me. Now I have returned to the original point from the direction I went, and without Qin Nan's guidance, I can't tell the direction clearly. Looking around, in the reckless mountains and forests, where is that small temple?

As he passed by, Zhong Kui stared at the man and asked, "Big brother, how do you get to Hanshan Temple?" ”

"Hanshan Temple?" The other party can speak Chinese, which undoubtedly gave Zhong Kui an unexpected surprise. Then he gave him another disappointed statement, and the other party shook his head, "I don't know!" He left without looking back.

"Forget it, let's not ask, let's go around the neighborhood and see if there's a market. There are a lot of people there, maybe someone knows. Ran Qin suggested in time.

"What do you see?" Zhong Kui strives for everyone's opinions.

Vanilla nodded and glanced at Ran Qin, "I agree with Ran Qin's sister-in-law's suggestion, walking here is simply blind, all I see are woods, mountains, and even the mud are almost the same, how to find that ghost temple?" ”

"Yes! We have to hurry, time is too rushed. Wengen said.

"That's good! Go to the bazaar. Zhong Kui made a final decision.

Imagining and doing are two different things entirely. In Zhong Kui's imagination, the bazaar is a noisy place. But if you look for a market in the middle of this mountain, it is really difficult!

Ran Qin told Zhong Kui to be cautious in this area and pay attention to the folk customs here. This is the area with the widest distribution of ethnic minorities, including Zhuang, Hui, Manchu and other ethnic groups. And every nation has different customs, and each of them is very distinctive.

"Sister Ran Qin, then you tell us about the activities of these ethnic groups, and we should pay attention to it." Vanilla said curiously.

"Yes, let's talk about it." Echoed by Brother Zhong Kui, Vanilla was a little proud.

Wen Gen pursed his lips and muttered, "Look at you, isn't this in a hurry?" Who has the time to explain this to you? ”

"If you want to take care of it, I will listen." Vanilla looked dismissive and deliberately teased Wengen.

"Okay, two people who are going to get married, and the boss still has a lot of vindictiveness?" Zhong Kui scolded. While looking at his feet, he looked at Ran Qin, who was walking in front, "Otherwise, you can give vanilla science popularization, and let us have a long experience, anyway, this road is depressing enough, I haven't met a two-legged walker." I don't know how far the market is, and the time for gangsters is good. ”

Ran Qin smiled and said: "Okay, let me talk about the Mongolian people first, the Mongolian people live a nomadic life, and most of the grasslands in China have left their footprints." Every July and August, when the livestock are fat, the 'Naadam' conference is held, and there are thrilling and moving horse races, wrestling, archery, singing and dancing and other dazzling programs. ”

"What is 'Naadam'?" There are so many problems with vanilla, and Zhong Kui has the best experience. As soon as her chatterbox questions opened, strange questions came one after another, making the people who received the invitation unable to resist.

Ran Qin smiled reservedly, as if she had already prepared to deal with it, and said: "'Naadam' is a Mongolian language, and 'Mu' is the transliteration of Mongolian, which means 'entertainment, game' to express the joy of a bumper harvest." ”

"Wow! It's so profound! Anything else? Vanilla said happily.

"Listen is to listen, say to say, and don't forget the right thing." Wen Gen thinks that vanilla listens to stories by himself, and he forgets to walk, and he has been grinding.

"Cut, go! Walk! Why don't we both race? Vanilla gambled.

"Don't make a fuss." Zhong Kui said in an accentuated tone. He stopped waiting for Ran Qin and said, "There is anything else that needs our attention, so you can just keep a voice out and wake up!" If you don't make a mistake, you're in trouble. ”

"Hmm!" Ran Qin agreed, and said to Vanilla: "Sister, this is really not the time to talk about this, when we finish the matter, I'll tell you slowly when we go back, okay?" ”

"Okay! Thank you, Sister Ran Qin! Vanilla replied with great reluctance, and squeezed a few steps in front of Wengen.

"A girl is a love child." Wengen said with a smile.

"No matter, she's your person, and you can take care of it in the future." Zhong Kui quipped. As he said this, someone who was following him suddenly turned crimson, and he deliberately slowed down in embarrassment.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Kui looked at Ran Qindao in confusion.

"It's fine!"

"Master, look ahead." Xiao Ming, who had been silent, suddenly exclaimed.

There were several people wearing ethnic minority costumes in front of them, and judging from the way they carried, carried, carried, and carried items, they must have come to the market.

Zhong Kui stepped forward a few steps and just wanted to ask, but was stopped by Ran Qin, who arrived at his side in time.

"Don't worry, let me come."

Ran Qin walked forward, nodded to them with a smile, looked selectively at a woman with a kind face and dark skin, and asked in a stiff Tibetan language: "Auntie, how to get to Hanshan Temple?" ”

"Hanshan Temple?" The woman's thick black eyebrows looked at Ran Qin with a surprised expression, muttered in surprise in Tibetan, and then raised her hand on her forehead, crossed her hands on her chest, and bowed slightly to her, "I don't know." ”

Ran Qin observed from the other party's demeanor that this aunt should know, but why did she say she didn't know? Thinking about it, he didn't have time to say anything to Zhong Kui, so he hurriedly asked with a smile on his head again, "So is Auntie going to the market?" ”

The woman nodded hurriedly, a pair of black and white eyes, with a suspicious gaze. Glancing at them behind Ran Qin in a daze, the car girl left her quickly as if she was running.

The woman slipped away from Ran Qin. Leaving her with Monet's shrug, she turned to look at Zhong Kui. squeezed out a trace of weirdness and said with a wry smile: "The people here seem to be taboo about Hanshan Temple and don't want to mention it." But they really seem to be going to the market, we just need to follow behind, and we will definitely find clues about Hanshan Temple in the market. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it." Zhong Kui said approvingly.

Sure enough, Zhong Kui and the others followed behind those people in strange costumes, less than a cup of tea. There is a bustling market in front of it, with streamers, banners, and vendors selling their wares.

Coming to this strange realm, everyone's heart is uneasy and hesitant, like a blind man, unable to find the clues of Hanshan Temple. At this moment, a loud shout came from somewhere: "Go and see, the biting madman has been caught." ”

Since ancient times, I have only heard that dogs bite people, but I have not heard of people biting people! Ran Qin and the others looked at the sound in surprise, and saw that many people were panicking and running to a place in a panic.