Chapter 23 The sunset is reflected in the mountain village outside the world

After bandaging the wounds of Yelu Hum and Yelu Ha, Alayanzong and Ula Peach walked out of the bamboo forest and continued westward.

Yeluhum and Yeluha wanted to go with him, but when they saw the angry gaze of Ula Peach, they flinched and had to follow far behind.

Moreover, Jereha was wounded in the leg and had a stick, and Ben could not walk fast. And the peach of Ula deliberately walked forward quickly, so that the distance between them became farther and farther.

Seeing the peach of Ula moving quickly, the Alayanzong also followed closely, which was very different from the previous state of not being in a hurry. It's been four or five miles away, and Ula Tao's face is still not happy at all.

Alayanzong said carefully: "Don't be angry, okay?"

Ula Peach snorted in his nostrils and said, "How can I not be angry? I don't want you to make a move, you want to help." These two people in the gang turned out to be scum. If they only steal our jerky, they will be ruined. It's a brute!"

Alayanzong said helplessly: "I originally thought that they were not so bad, but after saving them, I realized that these two people are so dirty." But since you've saved them, you can't beat them to death again, can you?"

The peach of Ula was still angry, and said, "Kill and die!"

Seeing that Ulla's peach was hard to dissipate, Alayanzong comforted: "I will not help them again from now on, and if I encounter them and do bad things again, I will teach them a lesson." ”

Seeing Alayanzong say this, Ula Tao's face was slightly better, "This is about the same, and we will not tolerate this kind of person." To be kind to such wicked people is to do evil deeds. ”

Alayanzong plucked the water bladder and handed it to the peach of Ula, "First drink saliva to quench your thirst." ”

The peach of Ula took the water bladder.

Alayanzong said, "What my sister said is very true. If I had known they were so evil, I wouldn't have helped them. I regret not listening to you. ”

Ula Peach returned the water bladder to Alayanzong, "You are too emotional, I am calmer than you, and some things are better to listen to me." ”

Alayanzong nodded hurriedly, "Definitely, definitely." ”

The peach of Ula no longer had the angry look he had just now, and his tone was relaxed, and he said, "There are degrees of good and evil. Those who do evil do not have to be beaten to death with a stick, but must always be given some opportunity to make amends. You can't do good deeds blindly and unconditionally, you must know that your desires are difficult to fill. ”

After listening to the words of the peach of Ula, Alayanzong felt that there was indeed a certain amount of truth, and he couldn't help but admire the peach of Ula. Although she is two years younger than him, she sees things more thoroughly than he does.

Now the mountain road is smoother and smoother than before, and the two of them have walked more than ten miles unconsciously.

Turning around the foot of a hill, a stream appears. There is a road along the creek that continues to the west. At the foot of the mountain there is a fork and another road leads deep into the mountain.

The two stopped at the fork.

The water is murmuring and crystal clear, with the occasional small fish swimming in the water. The mountains on the south side are not very high, the top of the mountain is relatively low and flat, and you can see a few terraced fields, and the fields are fluttering with yellow and green rape flowers.

The peaks on the north side are towering, reckless, far-reaching and mysterious.

Not far away, beside the direction of the stream, there are more than 20 grass houses. It seems that this is the mountain village that Jeruh is talking about.

Judging from the description of Yelu Hum and others, this fork in the road leads to the Demon Peak Ridge.

Seeing the village, Alayanzong was indeed a little excited, and even felt a little kind, the life of isolation was very lonely and terrifying.

This is also a factor why he wants to help each other when he sees Yelu Hum, even if he doesn't like the two of them, but after all, he is still familiar.

It's been three days since I left the fishing village, and when I saw the village, Ula Peach was even happier than Alayanzong, at least I didn't have to sleep on the mountain tonight.

Approaching the village, Alayanzong found that the houses here had no courtyard walls, and when he opened the door, he could see the majestic mountains.

After crossing a simple wooden bridge, even if you officially enter the village, you will not see a single person.

Alayanzong walked to the first house at the head of the village, knocked on the door and shouted, but no one answered.

I called four or five families in a row, but no one answered.

This made Alayanzong murmur in his heart: "Could it be that this is another uninhabited village?"

The sunset is obliquely shining, and the mountain presents a red sunset, reflecting the small mountain villa also has a red light.

Turning the corner, I was just about to go to the sixth house to call the door, and saw an old man sitting on a bamboo chair in front of the door.

The old man was about seventy years old, and his hair was all white, but very thin. Dressed in gray but clean, with a pipe in his mouth, he is swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

Alayanzong stepped forward to salute and said, "How is the old man?"

The old man in gray looked at the two of them, took a deep puff of cigarette, spit it out again, and said slowly:

"It doesn't matter if I'm good or not, as long as you're good. ”

"May I ask the old man, why is there no one here?" Alayanzong replied and pointed to the families behind him.

The old man in gray gently knocked his pipe on the stone slab on the ground a few times, and the ash was exhausted, and he filled it with tobacco again, lit it with a fire sickle, and took two puffs, and the morning smoke was rekindled, and the green smoke swirled around the old man's head, and then dispersed with the wind.

"It's not that there's no one, it's not going to open the door for you. ”

Upon hearing this, Alayanzong was shocked, "Why did the old man say this?"

"The village is small, the population is small, and it can't withstand consumption, and now I'm afraid of you from the east. ”

Hearing this, Alayanzong almost understood that this small village was also infected with the plague, and the people in the village did not dare to contact outsiders.

"Then why isn't the old man afraid?"

The old man in gray laughed, "Life is rare for seventy years, I am seventy and five, I have long looked down on life and death, what else is there to fear? It's just that the plague came from the east, and several people died in the village one after another, there were old people and young people, and people were afraid and didn't want to receive you anymore." ”

Alayanzong stepped forward and saluted, "Grandpa, I am a doctor, I can treat the plague. I wonder if there are any infected people in the village?"

The old man in gray was overjoyed when he heard this, "Oh, I originally thought that my little brother was just a young knight, but he turned out to be a doctor. ”

Alayanzong was afraid that the old man would not believe it, so he took off the package, took out a handful of herbs from it, and said, "Look, old man, I carry medicinal herbs with me to cure the plague. ”

The old man in gray was deeply surprised.

"If you can really cure the plague, then it can be considered a blessing for the village. There were still a few people in the village who were not feeling well, and after curing them, the villagers naturally opened their doors. ”

Alayanzong asked the old man again, "Please also ask the old man to tell me about what happened in the village recently." ”

"You go inside and get two chairs, and I'll take your time. ”

Alayanzong and Ula Peach took off their luggage one by one, put them on the stone slab on the ground, and took water bladders to drink.

Alayanzong entered the house and moved two bamboo chairs, placed them opposite the old man, and sat down with the peach of Ulla, listening attentively.

The old man in gray refilled a bag of cigarettes, lit them, took a hard breath, sighed, and told the story of this small mountain village for some time.