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Continued from the previous chapter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a few stops in the middle of the process, I drank water and rested, and it took about an hour before the dance ended.

As soon as the dance ended, the women went out of the circle, giggling and leaving the venue, Menglong was also about to leave, Gongjun's little girl Gongtaohong ran over and said, "Childe slowly, my sister is going to eat fruit outside, she is waiting for you." ”

Menglong said: "Then I'll leave now." ”

Taohong smiled: "Childe doesn't have to go. Next is Maogus, women are not allowed to participate, so we go out first. My brother must still be here. ”

Menglong didn't say anything, he felt a little tired and wanted to take a break, but when he saw everyone's beaming expressions, he couldn't spoil the fun and held on to his spirits.

At that moment, there was another roar, and the men gathered together.

I saw a man dressed in a thatched straw coat, barefoot, his face covered with a hat made of thatch, and his head was twisted into a singular braid of thatch and palm leaves, singing and dancing.

Suddenly, there was a roar all around, and more than 30 people ran out, some dressed up in the same way as the first person who came out; some were naked and only a few grasses covered their genitals; some put a straw sleeve around their waists and clamped a wooden stick at the base of their legs to represent their long genitals; and some men dressed up as women, seductive and seductive.

They gathered around the first person and danced and sang. It turned out that the first person to appear represented their ancestors, called "Old Maogusi", and later represented their descendants, called "Little Maogusi". I saw them marching forward and retreating in broken steps, bending their knees and shaking their bodies, shaking their shoulders and shrugging their shoulders, swaying from side to side, and the grass clothes on their bodies made a rustling sound.

There was a brief silence.

Old Maogusi asked, "You have so many people, do you have a father?"

He replied, "I am a father!"

Lao Maogusi scolded: "Mother sells cunt, you bastards! Eat until the dog's head is eaten! I am your father!"

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In the midst of such a somewhat rude joke, the burlesque began.

The plot with a strong comedy color makes Menglong's tiredness disappear completely.

What they are going to perform today is the process of discovering peach trees, cultivating peach trees, blooming peach blossoms, and picking peach fruits.

The dance they danced is the Tujia ancestor dance "Maogusi", which is a continuation of the hand-waving dance, which is equivalent to the drama of the Ba people, with a complete plot.

Menglong didn't know where Gonggongzi was, and he couldn't help himself, Menglong had to watch patiently, and after a while, he entered the scene of the "drama".

Finally, the performance was over, and the crowd slowly dispersed. The peach blossom sisters came out of nowhere.

Gong Peach Blossom said to the woman who brought the water during the break: "Fragrant Peach, send the little sister back first." As soon as the two of them left, Gonggongzi came hand in hand with the girl who had just come to invite him to dance.

Gonggongzi said to Menglong: "Happy tonight?"

Gong Taohua smiled: "I'm afraid that my arm will be torn off by me and my little sister." Menglong couldn't answer for a while, so he had to laugh.

Gonggongzi said: "Don't vomit your guests. Let's go, I'm so happy today, I'm happier than the holidays, I might as well go and drink again. ”

The girl next to Gonggongzi said, "If you go, I will go too." ”

Peach Blossom smiled and said, "My sister hasn't entered the mansion yet, so I can't think of leaving tonight!" This girl is the daughter of the general of the Communist clan, called Ling'er, and has a marriage contract with Gonggongzi, and the marriage date is set within the year.

Ling'er smiled at Peach Blossom and said, "When you cry." ”

Menglong said: "I really can't drink enough. ”

As he was talking, Qian Hu and Zhu Ding each led three guards and ran over a little drunk. Qian Hu said: "Yi Jun, if the pedestrians have already returned. Let's pick up the two sons. ”

When gossiping, Menglong and the Gong brothers and sisters separated.

Then I played for a few days, there were many tricks, and I went to a few scenic spots, not to mention them one by one.

Chunpei, Menglong and their entourage bid farewell to their masters and returned to Hu'an Mountain. Along the way, everywhere in the scenery, Menglong had no intention of paying attention, and his mind couldn't help but return to the path surrounded by the enthusiastic dance and peach garden flowers in the Dayou Palace. There is no shortage of dances in Hu'anshan, and Menglong is not unable to dance. However, the Hu'an Mountain dance is different from the dance of the Great Yougong, just like the natural environment in which the two tribes live, the former is more mountainous, the latter is slightly gentle, the former dance is more persuasive, the latter dance is richer, the former is more expressive, the latter is more expressive, this is the difference of the culture of the various tribes of Pakistan, and it is this difference that makes the culture of Pakistan more splendid.

The dance that he practiced was related to his future identity, that is, related to witchcraft, mysterious and solemn, and when he first delved into the warm, cheerful, and open dance of the Great You Palace, there was really a fresh experience.

In addition, the identity of Hu Menglong's future Hu Amber makes it impossible for most of the women who come into contact with him to be able to communicate with him on an equal footing like Gong Taohua, E Guihua, and Gu Mengyu, and there are even fewer women who can communicate in ridicule, and he can't help but say that what he likes is this way of communication, so he will definitely not soon forget the excitement from the Great You Palace. For a while, he was even a little disappointed in his special identity, he could see that the girls in Hu'an Palace had an expression of wanting to be close but not daring to get close when they saw him, and even Zheng Lihua, the most familiar mother's maid and the No. 2 young beauty in Hu'an Mountain, was also respectful of him. In the eyes of everyone, he was destined to be a teacher of communication with the gods from birth - to a certain extent, he was the loneliest person in the Hu'an Palace, and the appearance of the peach blossom made him feel that communication with women was more interesting than communication with gods.

He went on his journey in such a cranky way. Ruo Chunpei knew that Menglong had a quiet personality, but on the way back, the language was too abnormal, especially at night when he lived in Gongtan, and said that Menglong was staring at the Danfu water in the night on the stilted building (a virtual building for viewing the scenery and leisure) for a long time, and only returned to the collapsed bed after a watch, and saw that he had something on his mind.