Yuan Yu's hometown in Jiangxi also has mountains, but not as many as Guizhou, and if you see more mountains, you will get tired.

Sitting on the stool, you can see the continuous Wuyi Mountain in the distance.

Tongren territory, adjacent to Hunan, and next to Chongqing, the jurisdiction of the Tu, Han, Miao, Dong...... Among nearly 30 ethnic groups, Han Chinese account for one-third.

Yuan Yu looked at those people who were dressed in traditional clothes and were different from himself, and he only felt a little fresh and envious.

It is very strange that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty used his fists to establish a Han culture nation with the largest base, and after a thousand years, it was this nation that was the first to destroy most of its inheritance, and did not forget to spit on it twice.

After Zhang Yan drank the oil tea with taste, he took Yuan Yu out of Tongren to the west, in the city, Zhang Yan still had some raw points, and when he got into the mountains and forests, Zhang Yan was extremely familiar with the road.

Rounding the two hills, it was almost dark.

When Zhang Yan used a local dialect to talk to people, Yuan Yu faintly had some curiosity about Zhang Yan, and the graves where they connected with people were all in Heilongjiang, so why would a person who had been in Heilongjiang for so long speak such a fluent local dialect so neatly?

After talking, Zhang Yan led Yuan Yu to live in a Tujia village on the edge of the neighborhood, the wind of reform and opening up has not blown the smell of copper to these corners, so the people here are also very real, for example, when Yuan Yu habitually squatted on the threshold with a bowl to eat, he was glared at by the lord's family, and was almost blasted out, and finally, Yuan Yu knew that women and outsiders sitting on the threshold of the hall were disrespectful to the door god and would be punished.

Yuan Yu respectfully apologized and made a fuss to the door god, which made the master extremely stunned, how could this Han family baby worship ghosts and gods more than them, the master naturally didn't know, the Han family baby in front of him was a serious child who had encountered ghosts.

Maybe it was because he really collided with the door god, late at night, Yuan Yu had a constant nightmare, and scolded his father in his dream and fell into the river, Hu Fei, Xiaoxiao...... It's messy, absurd and grotesque.

It wasn't until his heart swelled uncomfortably and his blood vessels were drained and his body was cold that Yuan Yu gasped and lay on the edge of the bed, and the food he ate at night was extremely smelly in his throat, and he vomited it out, black as ink.

Yuan Yu vomited cleanly, but swallowed a colicy like a blade in his stomach, but his limbs were cold and numb, Yuan Yu felt like a popsicle in June, and he was about to melt away, and he moved his eyes with difficulty, and found that he had stolen a bed of sweat, and his palms were purple like eggplants, and on the other side of the bed, Zhang Yan tilted his head and looked at himself with a smile, and that smile made people chill.

Yuan Yu squirmed like a silkworm chrysalis, wanting to speak, but his tongue seemed to be divided, he could only hiss like a snake, and finally could only look at Zhang Yan with tears in his eyes......

Zhang Yan sniffed his nose and hid a very small bell in his sleeve, and there was a yellow talisman on it that had not been burned clean: "Pretend to be pitiful?" Rabbit cub, tomorrow you go into the mountains, enter the Miao family's village, and you will know where Bu Xi's village is if you inquire a little, and if you dare to play tricks with me, you just wait and see! Today is just to let you taste a little bitterness, let me know clearly, who should be the ancestor of the Bu Xi family! Otherwise, your suffering is yet to come! ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yan got up and impatiently pulled out a peach wood nail from Yuan Yu's body, piercing the outer skin of Yuan Yu's palm, and black gas gushed out.

casually threw away the peach wood nail that could no longer be used, Zhang Yan sneered: "I went to the clever point, the deep mountains are full of seedlings that are not born very well, not comparable to these Sinicized Miao people outside, if you offend them, your kid's life, there are ten that are not enough to die!" Also, there are still two peach wood nails left, and when you run out, come back and ask me, the death in your body, don't attack, just by the pulse, no one can detect it, hey, if you want to run, unless you meet a character like the king of heaven, otherwise, it's a death wherever you run! Think for yourself! ”

Yuan Yu wiped away his tears, looked at the nail eyes in the palm of his hand that had turned red and showed signs of scarring, then turned his head, turned his back to Zhang Yan and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it, why don't you go with me?" ”

Zhang Yan didn't see the hatred on Yuan Yu's face, put something beside Yuan Yu's bed, and said coldly: "If the ancestor of the Bu Xi family really has a sign of returning, the ancestral hall of the Bu Xi family will not be close to me within ten miles!" You have the identity of a Taoist, which is much more convenient! Enter the village, go to the ancestral hall, and pour this thing into the soul lamp at the top of the ancestral hall, no matter who the ancestor of the Bu Xi family borrows to return to the world, he can never be reborn! ”

Yuan Yu clenched his fists, but his voice was unusually steady and even a little weak: "I know, I'm only fourteen years old, where have I seen so much money, my father can't earn so much in his life, how can I give up this money and run away......"

Zhang Yan smiled, lay down on the bed in a strange manner, and no longer paid attention to Yuan Yu.

Yuan Yu loves to be clean, endured the pain and discomfort to get out of bed, after a little bit of cleaning, has been sweating, in the second half of the night, Yuan Yu has no sleep, in this world, there is always not so much goodwill, people's maturity, in fact, most of the time is forced out a little bit, cold and warm and suffering is the best ripening agent in life.

Early the next morning, although the main family did not have a good impression of this Han family baby with a black ointment face, when he saw Yuan Yu, whose face was like earth and his spirit was extremely depressed, he was finally taken aback, and then worshiped the god very religiously, hoping that the gods could forgive this Han Jialang who had no courtesy.

The Tujia man pointed out a direction for Yuan Yu, and Yuan Yu, who drank a bowl of porridge with vomiting, brought some dry food and went out, he had to climb over the heavy mountain alone.

When a person with a weak body climbs a mountain road, it is a kind of torture.

Yuan Yu is not a pampered body, but there is no food in the stomach, and his legs are weak, and before noon, his legs are constantly swinging, and he is dizzy.

I finally caught someone and asked, and it took a lot of effort to hear clearly, Bu Xi's family's village had been sealed for a long time, and people outside couldn't enter it at all.

Yuan Yu stood on the mountain road with rocks and grass for a long time, looked at God aggrievedly, was depressed for a long time, and lay straight upright.

Barren mountains and mountains, poisonous insects are everywhere, although they are dangerous to outsiders, but for the Miao girl, there is no threat.

At the beginning, Miss Bu Xi turned back halfway at the train station, said goodbye to the monk Wuxuan, cried for a long time by the river in Inner Mongolia, and looked for her brother for many days, but did not find the shadow of Bu Xi Huaiwen, and did not have much money on her body, all relying on the natural tenacity of the Miao girl, she finally returned to Guizhou without danger, full of grievances and sadness, and was waiting to hurry home to tell the relatives and elders, so that they could send someone to find the whereabouts of their brother.

Halfway up the mountain, but was frightened by Yuan Yu, who had a sallow face and an embarrassed appearance, and when he was sure that he was a young man with a still breath, Miss Bu Xi carried Yuan Yu on his back, and his petite body was stubbornly carried Yuan Yu over a few mountains and walked to the foot of the mountain where the village was located before dark.

When I heard the people under the mountain say that they were not allowed to enter the village, Miss Buxi took out the whip wrapped around her waist and carried Yuan Yu up the mountain angrily......

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