I and the miscellaneous hair trail were frightened all night, the bottom of the foot board was sore, fortunately they all had calluses, and they would not blister, but they were tired to death, and when they saw such a village, they didn't think about it, so they wanted to touch it and find a place to rest. But behind us are the pursuers, and if we enter the stockade and are discovered, we may be in trouble.

The two of us discussed it for a while, and finally decided to go in and have a look, and it was much better to have a good cover than to be in the middle of a barren mountain range.

When we approached slowly from the west side of the village, we found that this village belonged to the Lisu people, and the clothes pole in front of the stilted building were all clothes with Lisu characteristics, blue and white, and very bright. The industrious Lisu villagers wake up early, and there is the sound of roosters crowing in the village, and there are also local dogs running between the houses, playing with children, and barking.

Some people have been working in front of the village, and the winter cabbage is verdant and green, and it is the time when it blooms the most colorfully.

With my skills and that of the miscellaneous Xiaodao, it is not difficult to avoid these villagers, and those local dogs that occasionally come out naturally have little demons and fat insects to help us cook. The tiger cat was in the air to help us warn, but now we don't know where to run.

But with the ability of fat hens, we don't have to worry too much.

We looked outside the stockade, avoided the crowd, and went to the west of the village, and after a while, we came to the back of the stilted building, three floors, the first floor to feed the pigs and cattle, the second floor, the third floor to live in. On the opposite side of this building, there was a large round building, made of adobe bricks, and a dim-eyed old man was guarding the small room in front of it. This kind of round building is the barn, in fact, it is used to store the grain seeds of the next year, which is different from the usual village storage and self-harvesting, the traditional Lisu cottage, because it is relatively remote from the outside world, generally these grain seeds will be stored by the patriarch for the next year.

Farming is a major matter, and it cannot be delayed.

We slipped under the old man's shrugged eyelids, and the little demon put his hand on the iron general at the door, and with a soft click, the door opened, and I and the miscellaneous trail carefully entered through the door that had opened a crack, and then the little demon closed the door and restored the lock in the air.

The barn was ventilated and brightly lit, and there were water tanks next to it for fire prevention, and there were stairs everywhere to climb up, and in the middle were five tall and steep wooden silos. We worked all night, with sore backs and legs, and dry mouth, so we took out the few dry food in our bags, and then ate a bottle of mineral water to replenish our energy.

In the corners around us, a small array of hidden breath was arranged in the corners of the barn, and then the little demon Duoduo helped us to keep watch, and after all this was done, we climbed into the wooden trough of the inverted bucket, lifted the vine cover on it, and lay down in the hot grain and rested.

Lying on this grain seed to sleep, stretching limbs, in fact, it is very comfortable, I can feel that these grains are also breathing, this is the breath of life, enthusiastic and overflowing, there are grains from our necks to drill in, turn over, a little itchy, but I am too tired, and the fight with two groups of chasing soldiers, but also exhausted my strength, the blood is boiling during the battle, every nerve is tense, and at this moment, the passion is dissipated, close the eyes, I feel that Zhou Gong and his old man, is calling me cordially.

Sleep, sleep, the world in the dream, carefree, no fraud, no betrayal, whatever you think in your heart is possible.

I closed my eyes, and I felt like a tidal wave of tiredness, drowning me.

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I don't know how long I slept in the road, I felt that someone was pushing me, I was in danger, and I had a tendon stretched all the time in my sleep, so I quickly woke up. I opened my eyes and saw the bright face of the little demon, and then the light shone from the beams overhead.

This little fox told me that the pursuers had arrived, and they were outside. I was excited, my feet hooked the wooden groove on the top, and then I turned over, held my breath, and slowly touched the high part of the house, and the miscellaneous path had also woken up, and he was like an agile cheetah, quietly occupying the northeast corner, holding the pergola in his hand, and looking into the distance.

I poked my head out, and I saw a lot of soldiers wearing camouflage green inspecting the village, there were people in Zhongshan suits negotiating with the villagers, and the fingers of the miscellaneous hair trail pointed to the east, I looked along, but I saw that Li Tengfei, who was frightened away in the early morning, was walking slowly with Mao Tongzhen, who was wearing a gray Taoist robe and a golden round copper crown on his head, surrounded by the two of them, as well as Zhao Xingrui, the old man Ma Jiao'er, and several guys who had never known each other, all with sharp eyes and extraordinary bearing.

Looking at this formation, it seems that they want to be stationed here and set up a front-line command.

When he saw Zhao Xingrui, he remembered the human skin mask he gave him in the early morning, turned it out and looked at it, and said yes, this thing is a treasure, wear it, unless it is a member of the task force who knows our body shape, bearing and habits well, otherwise he will not recognize it - this old Zhao, you have a good relationship?

I shook my head and said that I don't know what Lu Dao said, he is a closed disciple of Huiming, and he also has some friendship with me in the training camp, but this person's city is very deep, and people can't see through his thoughts. Miscellaneous Xiaodao nodded, and said Yes, a person is reluctant to show his inner thoughts, one is trained, and the other is afraid of harm, but judging from the current situation, he should be on your side. Regardless of his purpose, our next direction is not in the mountains, but to the town, to the border of southern Yunnan by car, waiting for an opportunity to cross the border.

I smiled wryly, pointed to the soldiers outside who were going from house to house, and said that we had to escape this first.

As we spoke, six warriors with guns approached us, and we quickly lowered our heads, only to hear one of the leading warriors talking to the old man in front of the door. The old man told them in a thick dialect that this was a barn in the stockade, and that he would look at it every day, and there would be no rats.

Those warriors were also conscientious, and they disagreed, so they had to open the barn door and come in to have a look.

I looked at each other, then hooked onto the beams above, and silently returned to the inverted-bucket-shaped silos, one by one, and began to sink down, letting the grain drown us out, only exposing our nostrils to breathe. As soon as we hid ourselves, the wooden door of the barn was pushed open, and then in the room, there were the voices of a few people just now, a few clanging sounds, they were checking for suspicious things in it, and after a while, the inspection was finished, and some people remembered the storage bin in the middle of the barn, and wanted to climb up and lift the cane cover on it, and take a look.

The old man was a little unhappy, and there seemed to be a bit of conflict, the old man scolded people in Lisu language, and then mixed a few words, and after a while, a few more people came and asked about the situation.

I heard this voice a little familiar, and after a while I remembered that it was the old man with a whip.

They were also old men, and there were not many obstacles to communication, and after a while, I heard someone bring a ladder and began to climb up to check on the situation. I didn't dare to move, and I felt the little demon pouring grain on my face, very carefully and silently. After a while, I heard the valley bucket where I was hiding vibrate, the sound of a wooden ladder on it.

My heart sank, and at this time, I was covered by those grains, and the oxygen in my chest was getting less and less, and all my nasal cavities were filled with the smell of rice.

It smells of sunlight, but it's choking and itchy when you breathe it, and you can't help but want to sneeze.

I tried desperately to suppress the urge to sneeze, and then I heard the vine cover be removed, and a hand was inserted into the grain, and it began to stir seriously. This guy was so serious, he touched almost everywhere, and I prayed and endured in my heart, and then the hand began to touch me persistently towards the top of my head.

My heart was about to skip a beat, and I held the ghost sword tightly in my right hand, wondering if this warrior had shot, would I fight back?

However, at this time, I heard a voice from the door that made me gnash my teeth: "Old Hu, has this place been cleaned up?" When the old man saw this person, he said enthusiastically: "Almost, Lao Wu, if you hadn't given me a Gu solution today, I might have been poisoned, thank you so much, go back, we old brothers, we have to have a drink." Hey, a few little comrades, almost, what did you find? ”

The hand that was almost touching my head was retracted, and then a young voice came: "Report to the chief, no!" ”

"Let's come down if not, let's go eat something first, those two guys are very capable, we may have to prepare for a protracted battle this time, hurry up and replenish energy, don't drag yourself down......" The old man beckoned the searching soldiers out of the warehouse, and then the voice faded away, and the old man who was guarding the door muttered a few words, and then spat on the ground and slammed the door shut.

When the sound was almost gone, I reached out and grabbed the edge of the barn, raised my head, like a drowning man, took a deep breath, and greedily poured air into my lungs. The golden grains slipped down the sides of my skull, and after a while, I pushed the lid open, only to see that the hairy trail was already standing on top of the wooden barn, his eyes staring into the distance.

I asked him if he hadn't been found just now, he shook his head, said no, and then turned around, looked at me seriously, and said Little poison, see Wu Linyi again, do you have any ideas?

I said no, what's wrong?

The corners of the mouth of the miscellaneous hairy trail grinned, and said that it is better for us to rob the old turtle out of this siege, interrogate it, and see who it is, the person behind it?

I was surprised, and said this is okay? Look at those soldiers, the bullets are all loaded!

With a depressed expression on his face, he thought about it for a moment and said forget it. The two of us did not speak again, and waited quietly for the pursuers to depart, but when the sun was setting and night fell, the door of the barn struck again.