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"We two fools! we finally met people, and we should ask them where this is, where they came from, where are they going, or, just go with them!" Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Turn?"

"No need. Perhaps, they have run away. They came from the front, indicating that there must be a home ahead. Yu Mengyu thought for a moment.

——Until today, more than 2,000 years later, on the mountainside of Acacia Valley, there are women who often sing mountain songs, which are extremely beautiful and attract countless listeners-—— which is a later story.

Away from the Acacia Valley, it is a wide place, as far as the eye can see, far away, surrounded by lofty mountains and forests, the top of the mountain is not in the clouds and mist, and above the ground, you can't see through the end, or there are hills to block, or covered by trees, flowing water, strange stones, strange flowers, fragrant grass, can not be described.

Meng Yu felt that Mu Mangzi seemed to be getting happier and happier, but didn't ask him why.

On top of a hill as far as the eye can see, there are houses.

"It seems to be inhabited from afar, but the mountain is still a little far away, I don't know which way to go?" Mu Mangzi looked at it for a while and said.

"Living by the mountains and rivers is common sense, and you still need to ask which way to go? Dream said.

The two of them walked slowly along the dirt road, dirt road, or grass road on the edge of the largest stream, and there were fresh fruits and so on beside the road.

Thirsty for drinking stream water, I didn't realize that I had walked for a long time, it was past noon, the exercise consumed physical strength, and the two felt hungry again.

Suddenly, Yu Mengyu was pleasantly surprised: "There are people on the lawn in front!"

Mu Mangzi also saw it, and the two of them were happy, so they quickened their steps to pass, but they saw that there were three old men, all of whom had gray hair, and one of them had white face, which was estimated to be a white wind; one of them rolled his eyes, and it was estimated that he had an eye disease called cataract in modern times; and one of them had six fingers on his left hand.

The three old men, all dressed in polished and soft bark, sat face to face on the lawn, the white-faced old man with his back to the west, the six-fingered old man with his back to the south, and the old man with his eyes rolled and his back to the north.

In the middle of the three old men, there is a bamboo bowl.

Yu Mengyu didn't say anything, and thought to himself: What is strange today, the three old men, all of whom have physical defects, stepped forward and asked, "May I ask the three old men, where is this?"

None of the old men answered.

The three old men just looked up, not knowing if they saw anything clearly, and then lowered their heads to do their thing, as if these two people did not exist at all.

Seeing that the old man whose eyes were rolling his eyes also looked up, he had not completely lost sleep yet, and said disappointed to Mu Mangzi: "These three people are deaf and dumb. ”

"Mo Hu said, like three immortals. ”

Seeing the three living people, they were naturally reluctant, and Mu Mengyu and Mu Mangzi stood on the edge of the east direction to see what the three of them were doing.

I saw the white-faced old man take out a gourd from the burden behind him, open the stopper, overflow the aroma of wine, pour out the turbid wine, and pour a bamboo bowl full.

The three old men closed their eyes for a while, as if enjoying the fragrance of wine.

After a while, the old man with his eyes rolling took out a bamboo tube from behind him, which contained bamboo chips, and placed it among the three people, he randomly took a piece from it, touched it himself, and then put it on the side of the bamboo tube.

Seeing that the bamboo slice pulled out had three scratches on it, which were neither deep nor shallow. Just as he was guessing, the white-faced old man picked up the wine bowl, raised his head and drank it all, and then returned the bamboo piece back to the bamboo tube.

After a pause, the six-fingered old man on his left took out a piece of bread wrapped in some leaves from his bosom and placed it in the middle.

The white-eyed old man took out a piece of bamboo from the bamboo tube again, there were five scratches, touched it first, and then put it on the side of the bamboo tube, and then he picked up the cake himself and ate it.

Seeing that although he was old, his teeth were still full. The old man ate slowly, and it took a while before proceeding to the next round.

The three old men started the game again.

The three old men didn't speak, and they didn't know the rules here, so it was inconvenient to ask for food, so they only felt that their bets were getting bigger and bigger.

After a while, Mu Mangzi seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and sat down on the eastern seat. Mengyu didn't know what he was going to do, and stood still.

This time, the white-faced old man took out a small piece of roasted pheasant meat.

There was only one scratch on the bamboo slice that the white-eyed old man pulled out, and still according to the previous procedure, the six-fingered old man picked up the chicken and ate it.

This time, what came out was a piece of boiled and cooked salted wild boar lean meat, the quantity was heavier than the previous times, and there were seven scratches on the bamboo slices that were pulled out, Mu Mangzi stretched out his right hand and took the meat in his hand, got up and left, and did not thank him, and the three old men did not ask.

After walking ten or so steps, Yu Mengyu followed behind and said, "What kind of reason are they?"

"Eat meat first. "Tear it in half to her.

The two of them ate as they walked.

"What's the secret?"

"I expect that they are guessing boxing, but they are deaf and dumb, shouting and shouting, hearing and not understanding, before drawing the bamboo piece, each person silently selects a number in his heart, the traces on the bamboo piece represent the number, if it is the same as the number drawn, then he wins, if the two people think the same number, they will start again. ”

Yu Mengyu said: "Understood, you guessed this punch." ”

"Nope. However, it can be regarded as seen. ”

Meng Mengyu smiled: "I really understand, the hunchback is good to gang up with the cripple, you and them are all the way, they are all stupid, and they naturally understand." It can be called deaf and dumb boxing, or stupid boxing, but it needs to be honest and undeceiving, if there are greedy people, they can't do it. ”

Mu Mangzi laughed.

In fact, Mu Mangzi, who has seen all kinds of strange gambling methods in Longshui Gorge, basically understands it, and the number on the bamboo piece indicates the direction. It turns out that the bamboo pieces in the bamboo tubes of the three old men have only four singular numbers: one, three, five, and seven, which represent the four directions (their concept of orientation is also different), and today there is one less person, so there is one more vacant seat, which happens to be occupied by Mu Mangzi.

Hearing him laugh, he said, "You're talking nonsense! Don't laugh, when you see these people, it means that there must be people around here, we need to be careful, don't miss the people in the bay and in the bushes." ”

Mu Mangzi and Yu Mengyu moved along the river one after the other.

In front of it is a river dam, overgrown with flowers and plants, and steaming heat rises from the flowers.

Mu Mangzi looked over and saw that there was a small hot spring among the flowers, and the warm water gushed out and flowed into a small puddle dozens of steps away, and then flowed into the river.

The sand bars around the puddles are green grass.

The strange thing is that in the small puddle, an old man sits cross-legged, with a childish face and crane hair, his eyes slightly closed, and his whole body is **, and he is washed with warm water.

Mu Mangzi stopped, looked intently at the old man for a while, and saw that he was motionless, his eyes were on the top of his head, and there was no one around.

The naked man, who was naturally not good at looking at Mengyu, continued to move forward slowly, and said to Mu Mangzi who followed him: "Did you ask where this is?"

"Why don't you ask?"

Yu Mengyu had no choice but to sigh and said, "I expect that this old man, or the eldest sister in the Acacia Valley said that she was stupid after listening to the song." ”

Leaving the puddle, he continued to move forward carelessly, and when it was almost evening, he said in a dream: "When I got up in the morning, I had a little headache, and it hurt even more at this time, so I need to find a place to rest." ”

And when he saw a hut on a small hill in front of him, he thought that there must be someone.

The two walked over to take a look, and it turned out that this grass shed was built on a few yellow cypress trees, and there were traces of people around the shed, as if they had just harvested wild food crops.

Not far away from a pine tree branch, hang a goat's head, Yu Mengyu thought, in Hu'an Mountain, some are hanging cow heads, it is estimated that there are no bison here, listen to Mu Mangzi said: "There are wild things that eat people here." ”

Needless to say, otherwise the hut wouldn't have bothered to build into the trees. ”

Mu Mangzi looked around, but there was no wooden ladder.

Meng Yu asked Mu Mangzi to climb a tree and enter the grass shed, and sure enough, he saw a fir ladder inside, put it in the grass shed, put down the ladder, and let Meng Yu go up. There was only some firewood and grass in it.

Yu Mengyu said to Mu Mangzi under the tree: "This doesn't look like a temporary construction, but there is no one. Take a break here. Go and get something to eat, every one of you. I have a headache and don't want to eat. Don't be far away. He fell asleep in the hay.

Mu Mangzi was nearby, getting some food to satisfy his hunger, and accidentally found traces of hedgehog infestation.

Later, he lit a bonfire not far away, both as a light and to protect against wild animals.

After taking all the precautions, Mu Mangzi drew the wooden ladder, spread out the hay, and lay down under the straw shed. But tonight, he couldn't replace the whistle, and he didn't dare to sleep completely.

In the middle of the night, nothing came but the sounds of the animals.

In the second half of the night, hearing the dream language**, Mu Mangzi re-built the ladder, followed the ladder, climbed into the grass hut, and tried her forehead with his hand, knowing that it was hot;

Mu Mangzi said secretly: "I have a cold." There was no medicine around, there was nothing to do, and when she was asked if she wanted to drink water, she shook her head and could only wait for her fever to subside.

After a while, Mu Mangzi looked at her head with his right hand, and it was as hot as fire.

Suddenly, Yu Mengyu reached out and grabbed his hand, clenched it hard, and sweated profusely with words in his mouth.

After a few moments, Yu Mengyu suddenly screamed in a daze.