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The village chief told us that the man was not a native of his village, but had come to the village from outside more than a decade ago. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was an old hunter in the village, Uncle Muren, this old man liked to roam around when he was young, and he was once besieged by wolves, and then a master passed by and dispersed the wolves, and he was saved. Later, he became friends with the master, but the man's whereabouts were always erratic, until more than ten years ago, the master suddenly came to the door, saying that he wanted to live with him for a while, and it turned out that this stay was only a few years.

Later, Uncle Muren fell ill and passed away, and there was no one else in the family, but he, the benefactor, stayed in his house all along.

I didn't expect this person to be a master, but why did the village chief say that he was very eccentric? After asking, I learned that this person usually doesn't go out very much, locks himself in the house all day, and doesn't know what he is doing.

However, he has a habit that everyone knows, that is, he will make his own wine, and then get drunk all day long, many people have seen him, he will be drunk in the yard and sleep all day.

Later, some children in the village said that they often saw this person leaving the village after dark, and they could not tell what he was going to do, where he went, and when he would return.

Uncle Silan told me that he had also heard of this strange man, whose name was Narisu, but he was a Han Chinese, and he liked to wear long robes, but his robes were a little different from those of the Mongolian people, and they looked like old-fashioned Hanfu.

Soon, we came to Uncle Muren's house, which is also an independent small courtyard, the outer wall of the courtyard is surrounded by thick branches, which looks interesting, and the courtyard gate is also a wooden door. Before I could enter the courtyard, I smelled a strong aroma of wine.

The village chief walked over and opened the courtyard door with a gentle push, it seems that the people of this village are simple and do not need to lock the door usually

We followed the village chief into the courtyard, and at a glance we saw a row of large wine vats in front of the house, each of which was more than half a man high.

When the village chief came to the house, he did not knock on the door, but stretched out his hand and pulled the door open. A pungent smell of alcohol rushed out of the room, almost smoking me, and Mei Duo pinched her nose and tried desperately to hide back.

The village chief also felt that the air in the house was really bad, so he didn't go inside, and stood at the door and shouted a few times.

After a while, I thought there was no one in the room, and suddenly there was a faint noise inside, followed by the chaotic sound of ping-pong.

Then, a man staggered out of the room.

As soon as this man appeared, the pungent smell of alcohol seemed to be a little louder, but I was taken aback by his appearance.

He was almost standing there with his hands on the door frame, his eyes half open and half closed, still in a state of fugue, not fully awake, although he did not stand up straight, but the top of his head was almost on top of the door frame, more than a head higher than me, this height was at least two meters away.

I took a step back and took a closer look, this person was really wearing a robe, although it was not very clean, but it could also be seen that this dress was very particular about the style, workmanship, and materials, and immediately improved his whole temperament a lot.

Looking up again, he had long hair with a shawl, and it looked like he hadn't washed it for a few days, and it was all tangled and looked a little lazy. His age was somewhat unguessable, at first glance he seemed to be seventy or eighty years old, for he still had a beard more than half a foot long, but on closer inspection, he looked like he was forty or fifty years old, because his hair and beard were all thick and dark, and there were few wrinkles on his face.

After such a careful observation, he still has a bit of a fairy wind and bones, if it weren't for the smell of alcohol and debauchery, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a master of Taoism.

The village chief shouted to him again, and then he opened his eyes and muttered something, then turned and walked back into the house.

I asked the uncle curiously, "Is this the master?" What did he say? How did you return it? "I don't know how good he is, but his height is ...... Really high.

The uncle said, "He is Nari Su, and he told us to wait a while, saying that he was a little thirsty." ”

The thirsty day Su soon came back, still holding a big gourd in his hand, raised his head as he walked, gulped and drank it, wiped it on his mouth with his sleeve after drinking, and then burped a full neck: "Uh! ……”

A smell of wine is blowing in my face, me! He drank not water, but wine! ……

"Masters"!

What I didn't expect was that instead of getting drunk, he seemed more energetic and his eyes were clear.

What I didn't expect was that the first thing he said was to me.

"You're going to the gates of hell?"

Hearing him say this, I immediately became alert, according to the word, I didn't publicize this matter everywhere, except for Uncle Silan and Mei Duo, only the village chief knew, but the village chief never left my sight, and I didn't find out that he talked to others about my topic, although I don't understand Mongolian, but I can also see that some of the things he said have nothing to do with me at all.

So the question is, who told him I was going to the gates of hell in Death Valley?

Since I couldn't figure it out, I said hello directly, so I said, "Who are you?" How will I know my whereabouts? ”

He looked at me and said, "My name is Nari Su, this name means pine tree in Mongolian, you can call my Taoist name - green pine."

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"Dao number?! Pine?! "I feel that my brain can't keep up with the rhythm, is this guy still a monk?

He nodded and said, "Yes, I am Qingsong Daoist, and you are also a fellow Taoist, right?" It's just that your breath is unstable and you have no roots under your feet, it shouldn't be a physical cultivation, and judging by the breath of your sword, you must be ...... Surgery. ”

No way! This vision is too vicious, I didn't say anything, just looked at me to the bottom. I seem to have forgotten something, though...... No, this guy hasn't answered my question yet, and almost made him change the subject.

I hurriedly asked, "Daoist Qingsong, you haven't answered my question yet, how did you know that I was going to Death Valley?" ”

Qing Song didn't answer and asked, "Can you tell me why you went to Death Valley?" ”

Hearing him ask like this, I figured out that since he didn't know why I was going to Death Valley, it meant that he didn't fully grasp my situation. It seems that his information should come from other sources, because the three of Uncle Silan all know the purpose of my trip to Death Valley, and if the news leaked by the three of them, Qingsong would not ask me like this.

I didn't like the way he spoke, so I said, "No comment, if you don't want to answer me, then don't say it." ”

Qingsong didn't get angry because of this, but said, "Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." I've heard from other people, but I don't know them. ”

I immediately asked, "Listen to what others say?" You don't know each other either? …… What the hell is going on? Where did you hear this message? ”

Qing Song put away the smile on his face and said, "Last night, when I went out...... Belch...... I was out for a walk when I met a few people, and when I walked to the pass of the valley, I saw a few suspicious people in the distance, so I quietly approached them. And then I heard this conversation......"

Aomatsu told me that it was so dark that he couldn't see the men clearly, and could only hear them whispering about things. There were five of them, and two of them were spoken by him that he didn't understand, and he didn't know where the dialect was, so he didn't understand many things.

Even so, he still heard that these people had come from Utu Meiren Township not long ago, and they had learned there that there was a young man of Han nationality who was going to enter the Valley of Death.

They were going to stop this guy directly, but because they had to deal with other things immediately, they had to give up the idea for the time being, but one of them wanted to leave the two of them there to intercept, but the others did not agree, and the man had to listen to everyone's opinion.

After that, these people entered the pass, and Qing Song was not interested in continuing to follow, his news was obtained from here, and he saw the village chief bring a Han man just now, so he asked me this question.

When I thought about it, he made sense, and since we had never met, there was no need for him to lie to me.

But I still wanted to know more about them, so I asked him, "What else did they say?" Do you have any clues about their identity? ”

Qing Song frowned and thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and then he said, "I remembered, they also said a name...... Female Xishi. ”