"Whew... Whew...."Several black-clad men armed with shotguns rushed up the slope of the hill in one breath.

"Hey! Are you alright, two friends?" The leader asked anxiously.

When Jiang Shui saw this dress, he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart for a while. After all, the Dong people in the world are one family.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he greeted them in Kam dialect. There is an old saying that goes, "Three miles are not the same, and ten miles are not the same." Although Jiang Shui is not very old, he has been with his father in Liujiang all the year round, and he also knows a lot about the customs along the river.

When these Dong men saw someone replying in the local accent of Rongjiang, saying that he and his friend sitting on the ground were fine, the Dong man with a Chinese character face came close and saw a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old standing up with the man on the ground, and his broad shoulders were carrying a shotgun at this time, and the barrel of the gun was shining with a blue luster in the afterglow of the sun.

His bronzed skin indicates that he has been outdoors for a long time, he wears a pair of straw sandals of a very new color on his feet, thick trousers with legs that can accommodate a child of four or five years old, a blue cloth belt around his waist, a wooden scabbard with a straight handle and a pointed hunting knife hanging from his right waist, and two wild gourds hanging from the left side of his waist.

These things are all too familiar to young people like Jiang Shui who grew up in the mountains.

At this time, several companions behind the strong man also arrived.

"How did you come to this deserted place, these two friends?" He asked.

"It's a long story, this friend and I went into the mountains to dig herbs to treat the old people at home, and unfortunately ate the wrong thing in the mountains and damaged our stomachs, you see that we both made it like this, it's really unlucky, I got lost for a few days, and finally found the way back, just caught up with you to hunt wild boars, and the two of us took action to clean up the beast, thank God, the person was not hurt."

"Ouch! ... Ouch, my calf bones hurt a lot, and my body is about to fall apart, I can't walk anyway", the dryland dragon said weakly: "Now I have no strength in my body, not to mention anything else, a three-year-old child is peeing on me at this time, and I don't have the strength to beat me." ”

"This friend of yours is not from the Dong family, and he doesn't seem to be a native of our Rongjiang River." The strong man said.

"Friend, you don't think I'm not your local and want to do something with me, right?" The dryland dragon said angrily.

"Friend, don't get me wrong, we Dong people often say that when we meet, we are all guests, I am not good at talking, don't go to your heart," he turned back to the two men behind him and said: "You two cut some wooden strips to make a wooden sedan chair, carry this brother back to the village, the wild boar on the ground except for the pig's intestines, everything else." ”

Two of the hunters drew their hunting knives from their waists, and they didn't do much to divide them by two in the forest, and one was made of a simple sedan chair fixed by Tengtiao.

The two men on the dry land dragon were lying on the wooden sedan chair, and he looked at the sky above his head against the sunset, and opened his eyes slightly. With the rhythmic swaying of the wooden sedan chair up and down, he was already snoring like thunder after the fatigue of the day's journey.....

Jiang Shui thought to himself, how could this person be so heartless and fall asleep as soon as he lay down, he just looked at the strong man who took the lead with a wry smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, he needs to be taken care of now that he's injured, I'll find the best herbalist to give him medicine when I go to the village, don't worry, little brother," the strong man said.

Jiang Shui and the leading strong man walked side by side in front, and the team behind carried a pig and a person, the sedan chair fluttered rhythmically up and down, and the dryland dragon seemed to pull the bellows. Whew...

In this situation, if you don't know about it in the distance, you still think that this time is to carry people to do that thing (carry people up the mountain for burial).

The strong man never spoke again, and Jiang Shui was embarrassed to say a few more words, and these people were speechless all the way.

At night, a tung oil lamp was lit in the house, and through the faint light, it could be seen that it was just a small village of about 20 families.

"Come out from every household, come and divide the wild boar", as soon as the man led by entered the village, he opened his throat and shouted.

Immediately afterwards, the stairs of each household clanged, and everyone gathered in twos and threes to the village threshing floor with pine wax torches, and everyone gathered around an old man and walked towards them.

"Brother Zhou, it's time for you to get off the sedan chair, do you want everyone to look at you again after watching the wild boar? Hurry up. ”

The two men gently put the sedan chair they were carrying on the ground, and the dry land dragon grunted and tried to stand up sideways from the sedan chair, but his feet just supported the ground.

"Ouch, my feet...."

"Friend, no one will laugh at you if you are injured, just saying that you have a lot of credit for beating this wild boar, or with bare hands, I really admire it," the strong man said.

"There's an old man here, and it's a little too much to say that I'm still lying here." The dryland dragon scratched the back of his head with his hand, and was a little embarrassed: Hehe.... Hey.

"Brother Zhou, it looks like you're going to have a good time tonight, but I'm touching your light." The river rushed to the dryland dragon and hugged his fist.

Everyone gathered around and looked at the wild boar on the ground, and vented their evil anger in the past few days, and a middle-aged woman came up and kicked at the pig: "I told you to eat the sweet potatoes I worked so hard to plant, I told you to eat, I told you to scream, today we are going to peel your skin and pull your tendons." ”

The others also had the mentality of settling the account, and they also made a punch and kick on the pig, and everyone was very relieved.

"Don't patronize and get angry, let me say a few words, everyone, there are guests who come from afar today, everyone will divide the meat and disperse", the old man said and coughed a few times, and he said to the strong man led by him: "Fu Longfang, you tell the kitchen to hurry up and prepare some good meals, greet these two friends, we have not had guests here for a long time, go quickly" He waved his hand again and again.

The strong man nodded and turned away.

By the light of the torches, Jiang Shui and the dry land dragon saw this old man: a blue indigo Han robe, silver hair, three white beards hanging down to his chest, a high bald head, a pair of cloudy eyes, a pair of round-rimmed black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, but his figure was very tall and tall, but there was a majesty in his elegance.

First, the dryland dragon spoke: "Old patriarch, our brothers have been troubled a lot. ”

"Two young people, don't say that, it's an honor to have a distinguished guest come to this village, we don't have to say those polite words, two of you, please."

Jiang Shui and the dryland dragon bowed down, letting the old man walk in front to lead the way, and the two followed.

Walking through the cobblestone path of more than ten meters, the entourage next to the old man pushed open a wooden fence gate, and there was a stone staircase paved with bluestone slabs on the ground to enter the wooden house.

In the inner hall of the house, there are four wooden chairs on the left and right sides, although it is not exquisite, but it is enough to see the carpenter's skill of the knife and axe, the workmanship is meticulous and smooth, it seems that it has been completed for some years, and I don't know how many people have sat on it, smooth as a mirror.

In the scene, after all, Jiang Shui's age is there, and only the dryland dragon and the old man can talk. He took the opportunity to look around with the corner of his eye, and saw the old man sitting in the main hall on his left, a buffalo skull hanging above his head, and two shotguns hanging cross-legged against the wall. The walls where the two of them sit are decorated with a variety of well-known and unknown bird feathers, including pheasants, swans, and white-faced chickens..... It's like going into the bird market and walking around, and you'll be dazzled.

A large knife with a brass lattice is hung on a half-wrapped wooden pillar in the living room, the scabbard is made of South China Sea pear blossom wood, the knife lattice is a copper dragon-shaped opening, and the handle is wrapped with black silk thread, which is simple with a hint of murder.

When Jiang Shui was looking at it, the next person could enter the banquet.

Bypassing the corridor that is not very long, just entering a large wooden door that is open to the other, the noses of the two smelled a smell of chicken from a long distance, stimulated by the taste buds, saliva couldn't help but fill the cheeks, Jiang Shui wanted to hide his embarrassment, but under the instinct of his body, he had to swallow his saliva, all of which was seen by the old man.

There is a table of sumptuous delicacies, and the dishes and chopsticks are all on the table at this time.

Sit for a moment and "grunt..... Gollum...."Jiang Shui, who pretended to be nothing, secretly complained in his heart, why didn't this host's family have a banquet?! Little brother, I'm dying of hunger!