It's cool to pet the dog for a while, and it's always cool to pet it all the time.

Unconsciously, Xifu is almost two quarters of an hour, but this little guy still looks like "you continue, you continue", "You little thing, you are too greedy, the little lady has touched you for so long, you are not satisfied, the little lady has to hurry, at most there are two hours before it gets dark, how about I climb to the halfway point of the mountain today." ”

Xifu said as he picked up the puppy with one hand, and the puppy plus the tail was no longer than the length of an adult's two palms, so there was no pressure to hold it with one hand. The little fellow seemed very docile, let her hold it, and lay still obediently.

As the saying goes, it's easier to go up than to get down, and there's really nothing wrong with that.

When going up the mountain, you can use both hands and feet when encountering steep places. When going down the mountain, when you encounter a steep place, you can only rub your butt on the ground and move like a disabled person. At this time, she will let the puppy lie on her shoulder, and the puppy is really clever, and will constantly adjust his position on her shoulder to achieve the balance of the dog's body.

In this way, a man and a dog went down the mountain for another hour, and Xifu was not only weak, but also had a big hole in the back of his pants, and there were a lot of blisters on his hands and feet.

Xifu sat on a slightly flat stone to rest, this is a sunny slope, after a day of scorching, the hot smell of the stone came through her pants, she couldn't help it, she just wanted to rest, take a big breath of air, walked for so long, she was almost out of breath.

She has always been active, she has never been so quiet as she is now, if only she could turn into a tree, just stay still until she is old, no need to move, no need to climb, no need to walk, how good!

It's a pity that she is not a tree, dig deeper, it can be really boring to be a tree, you can only be in the same place for a lifetime, you can't see all kinds of different scenery, and you only have a small piece of land under your feet and a blue sky above your head for a lifetime. And what she wants in Xifu is not only these, what she wants is the sea of stars, the sky and the earth.

Luckily, there were puppies bouncing around her, pulling her fugue back to the moment, what's wrong with me, I'm not a cranky person, how to do this today to daydream, she's always been a pragmatic person.

"Little one, what should I call you? Seeing that you are white, fat and round, let's call you a bun!"

The little one seemed to understand, and rubbed his little head on her lap, and the little tail was wagging in circles excitedly.

"Okay, then call you Baozi!" Hearing Xifu's conclusion, the puppy barked at her twice, and the little tail wagged even more excitedly.

Just when a person and a dog were chatting happily, a black shadow appeared in sight, Xifu hurriedly bent down, and the puppy also bowed down, and a person and a dog stared quietly at the humanoid black shadow.

The black figure of the human figure was only two feet away from Xifu, and at this distance, Xifu, who was at a high place, could see it clearly, it was below, and it did not look this way, so it failed to find anyone here. It was lying on the ground at the moment, its buttocks higher than its head, and looking at its movements and shape, it was clear that it was a person, not a monkey or an orangutan.

In such a deserted place, you will instinctively feel happy when you meet someone, and instinctively feel affectionate.

But Xifu was a running away person at this time, so he didn't dare to come forward to say hello.

She crawled backwards, and the puppy bun followed her example, crawling behind the rocks and straightening up slightly.

After three or four moments, the man stood up, and Xifu saw clearly, it was a very old face, full of wrinkles, with a white beard on his face, and he was holding something in his hand, and his hand was trembling all the time, and Xifu couldn't see what he was holding in his hand.

He was supposed to be a poor old man, with patches on his clothes, gray and fluffy hair, and a bun on the side of his head like weeds. As far as he knows, only adult men in Yongzhen wear their hair in a bun on the left or right side of their head.

Xifu was a little excited in his heart, if he was really from Yongzhen Kingdom, then as long as he followed him, he would be able to reach Yongzhen Kingdom.

In addition, he was an old man of sixty or seventy years old, and he did not hurt his strength, so she was determined to observe and see if she should walk over to say hello.

He carefully laid the thing in his hand into a red cloth, which looked like a small turnip in the shape of a human, and there was a green leaf on the top of his head, and a red thing was tied to the green leaf.

The old man had ginseng in his hand?! Xifu intuitively produced this judgment.

It is said that ginseng pickers will tie a red rope to the ginseng's head to prevent it from running away. So is this old man a ginseng picker from Yongzhen Country?

The old man carefully rolled up the red cloth on the ground, rolled it into a small tube, and then folded the upper and lower ends separately and put them into a bamboo tube. After doing this, the old man swept around, and then walked straight to Xifu.

Could it be that the old man found himself?

Xifu walked out directly from behind the stone and shouted at the old man: Old man, old man.

The old man still walked with his head down, unresponsive to her cries, perhaps because his ears were not strong.

It wasn't until he was only a foot away from Xifu that he raised his head, and he finally saw Xifu.

The old man's eyes widened, his pupils dilated rapidly, his legs spread apart, and his waist arched, like a frightened beast ready to run away.

Xifu smiled and waved his right hand at her, as if he had seen a long-lost relative, anyway, it was exposed, it was better to greet her warmly. Thinking about it again, I'm afraid that the old man just walked here, but he saw this stone, and wanted to find a stone to rest, but he didn't really find her.

The old man saw clearly that the person who suddenly appeared was only a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, and waved at him with a smile on his face, and his little mouth kept talking, although he couldn't hear what she said, he could also know by looking at the shape of his mouth that she was calling "old man".

The old man's face also showed a smile, one of the front teeth has been honorably retired, and the one that is still on the post is particularly prominent.

When the old man approached, the two stood facing each other, the old man made movements, Xifu talked while making movements, and the two tossed blindly for a long time before they realized that she didn't understand his sign language, and he didn't understand her words, he was a deaf and dumb old man.

Fortunately, both of them seemed to be very enthusiastic, and after some gesturing, they both sat down on the stones.

Xifu took out his own bread and handed one to the old man. The old man took out a sweet potato from his arms and handed it to Xifu.

The bread was a fine grain, and he seldom ate it, so he ate it very carefully, and ate it with one hand and the other under his mouth, and some crumbs fell on the palm of his hand, and he ate it in his mouth.

This roasted sweet potato is also very fragrant, not as light as the silver charcoal roasted in the Goolan courtyard, this sweet potato has a fragrance of grass and trees, and it is estimated that it is roasted with grass and trees in the mountains.

The bun next to her smelled the fragrance, and was so anxious that she called at her, Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang, one loud, one tight, one screaming, one jumping, expressing protest. Xifu hurriedly broke off a piece and put it on the stone, and the bun shook his head and ate it.

This little guy is small, but his temper is not small, and he doesn't seem to be easy to serve.

The old man was amused by the gluttony of the buns, the front teeth on the post were even more obvious, and the wrinkles on his face were so dense that they could trap mosquitoes.

Although the old man couldn't speak, he still somewhat resolved the loneliness of Xifu, and with someone to accompany him, the time felt faster, and the two had rested for a quarter of an hour unconsciously.

Xifu stretched out his index finger, pointed at the old man, pointed at himself, and pointed to the bottom of the mountain, and then used his index and middle fingers to imitate the movement of human legs.

After reading this series of actions, the old man made a nodding motion towards Xifu, and grinned while nodding.

The two of them went down the mountain. The old man led the way in front, and Xifu followed closely behind.