Chapter Seventy-Four: The Mystery of the Black Bamboo Ditch 2
"Are these monkeys all sperm?" Zheng Tianbian guarded the bag and guarded against the scratching of the two monkeys, looking very embarrassed, I was in a similar situation with him, although there was only one in front of him, but this monkey was obviously much bigger than the others!
Obediently, I'm afraid I'm going to take on the monkey king alone. The Monkey King bared his fangs and demonstratively swung two empty punches at me, and I waved my dagger in return.
In this way, they were in a stalemate with each other for a while, the monkey king suddenly jumped up and rode on my neck, I couldn't stand its weight, I didn't stand firm and fell down, the monkey king pressed on my back, quickly unzipped my backpack, and began to rummage in it.
I was on fire in my heart, and a harrier rolled over and threw it to the ground, and the monkey king refused to give up, and the tooth-baring monster screamed and slammed into me.
At that time, I was just about to get up and not stand firm when it knocked out a few meters, and a lot of things in the backpack were scattered, causing the monkeys to scramble for a while. I lay on the ground and clutched my chest and looked up at the Monkey King approaching me step by step, thinking to myself that this could not be the return of the legendary Great Sage, right?
The Monkey King came to me viciously, I clutched the dagger and just wanted to break the net with it, but I was surprised to find that its eyes suddenly showed a little frightened look, and then actually knelt down in front of me, kept kowtowing to me, and "wooed" as if begging.
I had never seen a monkey kneel down like a human, and I thought it was so funny that I struggled to get up and made a "flat" gesture for it.
The Monkey King ignored me, beckoned, and summoned the little monkey who was watching from the sidelines.
In an instant, the dozen or so wild monkeys that had been menacing just now knelt down in front of me, making me almost laugh out loud.
Just as I was watching the show, Zheng Tian walked up to me, he pointed behind me and whispered, "Chengzi, you'd better get out of the way." ”
Confused, I turned my head to look behind me. At this look, I couldn't help but take a few steps back in fright, and bumped into a few little monkeys kneeling on the ground. I saw a ghost standing behind me! Oh no, it should be someone wearing a grimace mask!
This person was dressed in a black robe, and he didn't move, which made me feel a little like the masked people I met in the ancient tomb of Zanglong Mountain.
After a while, the strange man nodded, and the monkeys immediately jumped up and ran backwards as if they were dead, and disappeared in an instant.
When the monkey was gone, the masked stranger gestured to us to follow him. Zheng Tian whispered beside me: "Do you think we should go with him?" ”
I couldn't make up my mind, although I thought this masked man was very strange, but we had now reached the point where the mountains and rivers were exhausted, and we could not walk out of this forest without anyone leading us, so I replied, "In this case, I will go up and ask him first." ”
So I ran up behind the masked man and said, carefully patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hello fellow! ”
The masked man turned his head and waved at me in greeting.
I then asked, "Fellow, we are travelers from Jiangsu, and we are lost in this ravine, can you take us out, we entered the mountain from a place called Liao Village." ”
The masked man patiently listened to me and thought for a moment, then gestured with me, and from time to time a few words came out that I didn't understand at all, leaving me feeling at a loss.
At this time, Ai Lanlin and Zheng Tian also came over, and Ai Lanlin said to me: "Language barrier? ”
I nodded helplessly, and then said, "I don't understand what he's saying, but I don't feel like a bad person." ”
A few of us discussed it again, and felt that it was getting late now, and this masked man was our only reliance at present, and if we missed it, we might be trapped in the black bamboo ditch forever, so we decided to follow him first.
We followed the strange man all the way, but instead of taking us back to Liao Village, where we had come, he took us to a place that resembled an ancient village.
I noticed that there was a huge stone at the entrance of the ancient village, and a strange flying snake pattern was carved on the stone, which I had never seen before, and it was probably the totem of a certain ethnic minority.
At this time, the three of us were vigilant, and we didn't know what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd. I dared to ask the Masked Man what he had brought us here for, and he made a gesture to eat for me.
"So welcoming, you still want to invite us to dinner? There will be no fraud in it. Zheng Tian muttered quietly.
"On the bright side, maybe it's just the simplicity and hospitality of the locals." I replied.
"Be vigilant no matter what." Alan Lin threw down a sentence and followed.
Zheng Tian and I then entered the stockade one after another.
When I entered, I saw many more people wearing masks like him. The masks were all baring white fangs, and they looked hideous. Although I felt terrible, I still greeted them warmly in the spirit of respecting local customs.
When those people saw us coming, they all put down their work and stood up to greet us very solemnly. Some of the masked men also came running over and put a wreath on each of us, which I interpreted as offering Hada, which meant respect for the visitor.
I looked around and saw that their living conditions were still the same as those of the slave society, and the means of production were relatively backward, but they were different from the general impression of primitive people, they were all dressed in black robes and in good order.
Alan Lin suddenly asked me curiously how there was such a primitive and mysterious tribe in China, and I didn't know how to answer because I had never heard of this tribe before, so I had to prevaricate, "I guess it's a small branch of the ethnic minority." ”
The man leading the way led us into a large hall with a gray-bearded old man (and the only one here who didn't wear a mask), and I guess it was the patriarch of their tribe.
The old patriarch smiled at us and ordered his men to prepare some food and drink.
"Hello, we are tourists from Jiangsu, we are lost here, can you take us out?" We came in from Liao Village. I said to the patriarch as I struggled to gesticulate with my hands.
The group leader smiled slightly, stroked his gray beard, and said fluently in Chinese: "Don't worry, I will definitely let my people take you out." ”
It turned out that this old man could speak Chinese, and I suddenly felt that I was stupid for the hard work I had just made.
"Thank you so much." I arched my hand and said.
"It's okay, every year we escort a lot of lost tourists out." When the patriarch said this, someone outside seemed to call him, and the patriarch stood up and made a farewell gesture to us, saying, "You have dinner first, and I will go out for a while, and I will be back soon." ”
After the patriarch left, the three of us sat down at the table, but to tell the truth, I really didn't have any appetite at all when I looked at the sumptuous food on the table, except for the fruit, the rest was all raw meat, and some of them didn't even pluck out the hair.
Zheng Tian, a rich man, has never eaten these on weekdays, and he complained vigorously: "How do you say that there is an idiom, Ru Mao drinks blood, and the people here eat this?" ”
Although I didn't want to eat it, but because of the host's affection, I still picked up a cup and said with a smile: "They must have taken out their best things to share with us, let's not be picky, I think this watermelon juice is very good, after all, it is natural." ”
"It's blood." Alan Lin glanced at the cup in my hand and said coldly.