I don't know how long it took, Mo Beitian suddenly felt a burst of sweetness in his mouth, and a comfortable feeling reached his heart and spleen, and his consciousness gradually recovered. When he opened his eyes, he saw a little girl with shoulder-length short hair standing in front of him, the girl was bending over to look at him, a pair of big smart eyes were like stars in the sky, and the playful little nose was facing Mo Beitian's face at this time, the tip of the nose was almost touching his face, and he could even feel the heat of her breathing.

Mo Feitian sat up and unconsciously pushed the girl in front of him away with both hands. It was then that he realized that he was lying on a mattress made of wolf skin. Under the mattress is a bamboo bed, the edges and joints of the bamboo bed are very badly worn, and some places have cracked, which can be seen that this bamboo bed is some years old. The bamboo bed is placed on the right side of the room, next to the wall, and the whole wall is also made of bamboo, in fact, this is a bamboo house. The furnishings of the room are simple and rustic, except for this bamboo bed, the only thing in the whole room is a bamboo bench next to the bed and a table placed in the middle of the room. Directly above the table hangs an ink painting. The painting is of Guan Yu, a famous general of the Three Kingdoms period in ancient China.

"You're awake!" The girl's pretty face was pasted again.

Mo Beitian blushed like an apple in early autumn, and he pushed the girl away again: "Girl, please respect yourself." I am a family person, not to mention that men and women are not close to each other, although I am a person who has received higher education in the Republic, but the culture in my bones is still what my ancestors left me in the old era, and many things still have to be polite. ”

"Hehe, you're weird and interesting, I saved you, you didn't even say a xiexie and always pushed me, saying something I didn't understand. Tell you that we are a primitive village, not a republic, and we have nothing to do with your republic. The girl said, crossing her waist.

Mo Beitian was a little confused, "What ape village?" Do you have monkeys living here? ”

The girl stomped her foot and scolded: "You still say that I don't know etiquette, I think you are, and you actually say that other people's places live with monkeys!" Let my dad know, he would have dragged one out and slashed it a long time ago. ”

After hearing this, Mo Beitian suddenly realized that he had misheard the meaning of "original person" just now, and couldn't help laughing at himself, who knew that the laughing girl was even more angry, and pointed directly at Mo Beitian with his hand and scolded: "Shameless, laugh!" Bummer! The girl turned around and didn't want to talk to Mo Beitian anymore, but after a few seconds, she turned her head and whispered to Mo Beitian: "Tell you that now that you are awake, my father will send someone to ask you later, and if you talk nonsense in front of him again, you will definitely die!" Don't blame me for not reminding you. With that, the girl trotted out of the room.

"Wait, girl, you haven't made it clear yet! What the hell is wrong with me? Girl, girl!? Mo Beitian didn't even shout a few times, but the girl came back, so he had to give up. He sat quietly on the bed alone, reminiscing. I should have fainted due to excessive sadness and physical exhaustion. The girl said that she saved herself, so it seems that she found herself and brought him here.

"Is it the original village? Never heard of it. Mo Bitian muttered to himself. He didn't care too much about what the hell this place was. Now he is like a mote in the universe floating back and forth in the weightless space, losing his faith and all spiritual sustenance, and he is the same everywhere, and the person whose heart is dead is only left to wander around in the flesh.

My dearest Xiaoxue, do you hate me so much? Hate enough to kill me? I know I'm guilty, I don't care about my life, if you really hate me, you can take my worthless life, but what if you want to go crazy? I finally found you, why did you go crazy? weishenme！ Weishenme Heaven is going to be so unfair to me, weishenme! Mo Yitian once again walked into the dead end he had woven for himself, and began to torture his soul again.

Just as he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, a tall young man walked in from outside. He glanced at Mo Beitian and said in a rather loud voice, "It seems that you are awake." The owner of the village said that he wanted to see you, if you can go, come with me! ”

Mo Beitian's thoughts were broken by this sound like a bell, he nodded noncommittally, and he got off the bed and walked to the young man's side. The young man made a "please" gesture and walked out of the bamboo house first.

Mo followed the young man out. Outside the bamboo house is a small yard, and in the center of the yard are some flowers and plants, which are not precious and are some wild flowers and wild vegetables that can be seen everywhere on the mountain.

The young man did not speak but led the way, he strode ahead, and followed him closely out of the courtyard. Outside the courtyard is a straight path, and the road itself is made of stones. The trail follows the shape of the mountain until it leads to the top of the mountain.

The two of them followed the path to the top of the mountain. There stands a majestic castle built entirely of huge stones. The castle is divided into three floors, with a large and wide wall on the lower floor, and an iron gate in the center with a knocker with the head of a beast. The fence is surrounded by a bamboo fence with a sharpened upper end of which is dotted with animal bones. The middle floor is supposed to be the main body of the castle, with an extended lookout platform guarded by many soldiers, all dressed in armor made of animal skins or bamboo, holding wooden spears with a look of sternness. The upper floor of the castle is a tower-like structure, and at the top of the tower stands a large banner with the inscription: "Primitive Village".

The young man looked up at a soldier on the second floor and shouted, "Second son, I brought the main person from the village, open the door quickly." ”

When the soldier heard the call, he glanced down and hurriedly replied, "It's the second brother, I'll go open the door, you wait." With that, the soldier trotted all the way down the platform. After a while, the iron door on the first floor slowly opened, and the young man made another gesture of please, and Mo Yitian followed him into the castle.

Inside the castle gate is a courtyard, similar to the layout of the castles of lords in the European Middle Ages, with a vegetable garden on one side and a stable on the other. In the center of the courtyard there is a flight of stairs that lead to the interior of the castle.

Mo followed the tall young man into the castle and went up the stairs to the second floor. Behind the platform on the second floor is an arched gate, the door itself is not locked, and there are two soldiers with the same equipment as the platform standing at the door, and the young man does not inform the soldiers, he directly pushes open the door with his hand and walks in, and Mo Yitian also followed him into the gate. Inside the door is a hall. There were many seats on the left and right of the hall, and on the seats sat some muscular, dark-skinned men. They were all fierce, some were blind in one eye, some had scars on their faces, and some were covered in tattoos. Directly in front of these seats there was a low step, and on the steps was a Taishi chair with a tiger skin on the chair. On this tiger skin sat a red-faced old man, who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, with a gray beard, wearing a silver-gray iron armor, and his eyes were attentive, not angry but mighty.

"You're the one my daughter saved?" The old man opened the conversation first.

"It should be. I fainted, I didn't know the specifics. Mo replied.

"Oh, that's right, what's your name?" The old man continued to ask.

"My name is Mo Yantian."

"Don't you go against the sky? The name is quite special. Well, which rudder and which village are you from in our original village? Why did you walk into this lonely soul mountain and faint by yourself? The old man asked.

"I'm not from the original village."

"What did you say!?" The old man's eyes widened.

"I said I wasn't from the original village."

"And you're from the Republic?" The old man asked with some excitement.

Mo Beitian looked around and found that the people on both sides of the line at this time were also like the old man above, all of them looked incredible, and there was a trace of anger and hatred in them, and some even pulled out their daggers from their waists.

Mo is not afraid, he never lies and cannot lie, and "purification" has long removed the bad roots in human nature.

"Yes, I'm from the Republic, and I live in Pallas."

When the old man heard this, he jumped up and shouted, "Someone! Push this damn thing out and slaughter it! ”