After a few of us were put out, the big head looked at me and said, "Let you be fooled, let's show the stuff," and I looked at him angrily. "Don't talk nonsense about you", I felt a chill in my heart after I finished speaking, "This time we are more than lucky." "Hey, I just took a sip of soup," the big head said reluctantly.

The three of us were pushed all the way out of the stilted building, and by this time Datou and I were able to walk slowly on our own, and the crooked mouth was more seriously injured and still being held by someone. After getting out of the stilted building. The young man and the old man were separated from us. We were led by the man through this Miao village.

This village is not small, it should have been a village of several hundred people. And the building is completely Miao village style, we can see that in the center of the village is a tall stilted building, the most full of four floors, and the houses after this are relatively low. We were pushed all the way, and many people gathered around the houses to watch, and some women and children even threw stones, fruits and vegetables from the ground.

The big head was dissatisfied for a while and scolded: "You monkey cubs," just wanted to scold, but the man was a punch according to the rib fork of the big head, and the big head stopped talking for an instant. The crowd erupted in cheers. For the first time, I experienced what it was like for ancient people to be paraded through the streets. It feels like you're the enemy of the whole world.

The discomfort of being watched, the helplessness of being escorted, and the fear of the unknown fate below. We walked through the village to the cheers and laughter of the crowd. Then he was pushed up a narrow stone staircase.

I stood halfway down the stone stairs and looked down, and in my conscience I said that the village in the mountains was still extremely peaceful and beautiful, but now I felt that there were two words written in the whole village, desolate. I looked at the big head, but he didn't care, and I didn't know where his optimism came from, so I asked, "You laugh fart, we're all dying." ”

The big head glanced at me: "No, we will be able to see Datuan and Kong Sanye immediately." A few of us together, we can definitely think of a way to get out. I was shocked and said, "I said big head, how do you know?" I glanced at the big head again, and suddenly remembered and scolded: "Damn, if you don't say it, I'll forget, where did you run last night?" Nearly killed me. ”

The big man was about to talk back, but the man turned around and gave me a vicious look. The big head was obviously hurt by the punch just now, and when he saw that the man turned around, he immediately stopped talking. I was amused in my heart, and at this time, the big head muttered in a low voice: "Damn, if you let Lao Tzu go out, if you don't beat your face full of peach blossoms, you don't know why the flowers are so red." ”

I almost lost my voice. I felt a lot more relieved after listening to the big head, but I also knew that I couldn't believe all of this guy's words, at most I listened to half of them. The Miao people pushed us behind again, looking extremely impatient. Gradually, we walked into a bamboo forest again. At the top of the bamboo forest is the mountain. I thought to myself, "These guys are going to take us somewhere."

My mind is full of questions. And those Miao people didn't care about us at all, and there was a burst of impatient pushing and shoving, as if they were in a hurry to go back.

We walked through this bamboo forest and climbed the mountain. When I got to the top of the mountain, I suddenly opened up. Behind this mountain is a large lake. The surface of this lake is very large, and you may see that the whole lake is crescent-shaped from my point of view. And that side is sealed, as if such a big lake appeared out of thin air in the middle of this mountain. I looked at it, and thought to myself that this lake must have a dark river under it and somewhere, otherwise it couldn't be so big.

I hadn't even looked twice when I was suddenly attracted to a place. Ahead of us was a path, and the path went straight down, and at the end of it was a boat. It's a boat, but I can't describe what he is, it's just that because he floats in the water, he can only be called a boat. This thing is rectangular.

There is no mast in the center, and instead there is a three-story pagoda CCTV. And that tower is surrounded by decks that are tens of meters long each. The most peculiar thing is that the ship is tied to all sides of the ship with all kinds of skeletons. I took a look, and from my current position, I could see the skeletons, which were definitely not human, and as for what kind of animals they were, I really couldn't see clearly.

I still wanted to look at it twice, maybe I could find something, but before I could see more, the Miao people pushed us down. As I walked, I looked at the big head and crooked mouth. The big head still looks like he has nothing to do.

And the crooked mouth just woke up, and it was obvious that the wound was still very painful, and he was grinning all the time. It didn't take long for us to come to the ship, my God, how big is it, I thought to myself.

I am also a person who walks in Changsha, and I have seen a lot of big ships and small boats. Ordinary river boats are not as big as this at all. For this type of ship, 10,000 tons is estimated to be enough. But I can't figure out what this boat is doing in this lake. And how did it get in? Could it be that it was made on the shore of this lake? How deep would this lake be if it could run such a boat?

I muttered in my heart, and before I could finish my muttering, we were pushed to the bow of the ship, and this time I could see that the bone was a huge snake bone. It's all a whole skeleton, from head to tail, these snakes seem to be bigger, and the snakes that ambushed us last time are only smaller than this. Seven or eight snake bones surrounded the whole ship, and the part of the head of the snake was all concentrated in the bow and stern. Several planks fell from the ship, the planks were particularly thick, apparently reinforced.

At the edge of the lake there was another simple wharf, with a part stretched out of the water, and the planks were propped up on the wharf, and at this moment several people came down from the boat, led by an old man, wearing a cloak, and the word was very small, that is, to the waistband of the trousers of the big head. But there was no expression on his face at all, and the more I looked at the old man, the more uncomfortable I felt, and I didn't know that it was the problem. When the man saw the old man, he was very respectful, and hurriedly stepped forward and talked to the old man in Miao language.

When the old man spoke, I suddenly reacted, angry, angry. This kind of anger gives the impression that this old man seems to have crawled out of the pile of dead people. And his expression was like the man was a dead man. I also clearly felt that the man also had some discomfort on his face. The Miao people behind me saw the old man and unconsciously stepped back.

The man talked to the old man for a while, and the old man nodded, brushed the man away with his hand, and then pointed at me with his finger and beckoned to the person behind him.

Those people rushed up and carried a few of us over, as if we were sitting in some handover ceremony. The man left without looking back, and the Miao people behind him followed more closely, obviously not wanting to take a little more in this place. The old man looked at me and smiled. The grins were creepy. Of course, the old man didn't care so much. He walked over and took a few of us on board.

The ship was a big one, and a few of us walked up without swaying, and when we reached the deck, we went to the bottom of the tower in the middle. The old man looked at the tower and took us into it. It was pitch black in the tower, and I couldn't see my five fingers when I stretched out my hand, and I didn't know how that person Miao people could distinguish the direction.

The old man took out a torch, and with a burst of light, we could vaguely see the surroundings. Stone slabs engraved with Miao characters are all around, and the stone slabs are stamped in the hall. Before I could see what was written on it, the old man led us to a staircase and led us downstairs. In the darkness, we can only follow the old man's firelight, and go down the next floor, this layer is very wide, but the fire light is limited, and we can't see what is around us at all.

The old man didn't stop, and continued to walk down. As soon as we reached the staircase, we listened to the movement below. But when the light first appeared on the second basement floor, there was a howl like a ghost crying wolf throughout the floor. As the lights moved forward in bursts, I could see that it was a huge cell-in-a-boat.

There are ** wooden cages on all sides, and these wooden cages are made very short, only half a person high, and people can only squat inside. And the fences of the cages are very strange, especially the part near me underneath, which is all jet black, as if it was dyed by something.

We followed the firelight, and when they saw the old man, they all dodged backwards, and some even shouted in fear. I had a big head and a crooked mouth, and I was upset by these people's yelling, and my scalp was numb.

When the old man walked to the last row of fences, he beckoned to the attendants behind him and opened the cage.

I got smashed with the big head. And the crooked mouth fell on us. The wound of the crooked mouth is not yet complete, and the fat man below screams louder than him: "Damn, crooked mouth, you are trying to crush me." Before he could speak, a voice came from the darkness, "Big head, why are you here, how is he?" As soon as I heard the voice, I exclaimed excitedly: "Datuan, how are you, what about the third master, how is he." ”

Finally saw Datuan and Sanye again, I desperately wanted to communicate with Sanye, after all, there are too many things now, and Sanye's old rivers and lakes will definitely know much more than we know. The third master's voice sounded in the darkness: "Don't speak, wait." Before I could reflect it, the faint torch light returned. The old man looked at us and did not speak for a long time. He tapped the wooden cage with a torch to signal us to be careful, then turned and walked out again.