Guan Pass reluctantly stood up with the help of Guimo Kite and walked towards the stockade together.

With every step, he heard the crisp sound of a bell, and soon he noticed that the sound was coming from under the kite's feet. When he looked down, he saw two silver footbells hanging from each of the kite's slender ankles, which made people happy.

Turning his head to look at Kite again, he saw that she was wearing a short black and red skirt, and the style was very national, although he couldn't tell which nationality it was. To his surprise, although the kite was slender, it had a lot of strength, and her complexion was fair, not at all like a person who had lived in the mountains for a long time. Her hands were soft and smooth, and she didn't look like a person who worked a lot, which made Guan Kuai wonder.

Sensing Guan Pass's gaze, Kite turned her head to glare at him, and her eyes as pure as water made Guan Pass a little embarrassed.

"Where are you from?" asked Kite with a smile.

"I'm from North Vietnam, where I was studying. I took advantage of the summer vacation to come here to relax, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. Guan Kuai gasped and said, every step he took, he felt that every joint in his body was hurting, and his brain was as uncomfortable as a pinprick in his head.

A confused look flashed on Kite's face: "Where is Beiyue City?

Guan Kui couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, and he endured the pain and described the appearance of Beiyue City to her, and his eyes widened in amazement.

The two chatted all the way, and from time to time someone took the initiative to greet the kite, and looked at the pass with strange eyes.

In the central square of the stockade are two huge stone sculptures, so rough that only a faint human figure can be seen, and on them are painted with very abstract faces. Both stone sculptures are covered with colorful flags, layered on top of each other, old and new, and some are even dilapidated.

"These are the two great patriarchs of our village! One is the Guimo Xuanyang Grand Patriarch who suppressed the Poisonous Horned Demon Dragon a thousand years ago, and the other is the Guimo Honghai Grand Patriarch who exterminated the cult three hundred years ago!" The kite looked at the two stone sculptures, her eyes full of awe and pride.

Poisonous Horned Demon Dragon? Cult? What is this? Ah, probably the myths and legends of a certain ethnic minority! Guan Kui thought so in his heart, smiled reluctantly, and said paradoxically: "What a great character." ”

"That's!" replied with a look of pride on her face, and then she gestured to a stone two-story house not far away. It's a house, but it looks like a castle.

The wooden double door was open, and a fat aunt wearing a similar style of clothing to the kite walked out from behind the door, and when she saw the kite supporting a strange man, she hurriedly put the dustpan in her hand aside, ran up and pulled the kite away from the pass, and held the pass herself, and said in a reproachful tone: "Kite Er! Why are you running around by yourself again! When the ground moved just now, the patriarch was still looking for you everywhere!"

Kite spit out her little pink tongue and grimaced at the fat aunt, and said coquettishly: "Aunt Yu, you see that he is so badly injured, if I hadn't run out and found him, maybe he would have died!"

Aunt Yu glanced at Guan Pass, saw his bloodstained appearance, and sighed: "Okay, you go and see the patriarch, he is in the hall with a few elders, I will take this little brother to heal!"

The kite hesitated for a moment, answered, turned and ran into the courtyard. There was a crisp shout from the kite, "Grandpa, grandpa, I'm back!"

When Guan Kui heard this, he thought in his heart: It turns out that this little girl is the granddaughter of the patriarch! Then it is no wonder that she has such fine skin and tender meat. While thinking, he let Aunt Yu take him into the house.

Walking through the hollow inner court, Aunt Yu led him to a separate wooden house to the west. The wooden house looks a bit like a stilted building, with an elevated floor underneath and a few stairs to get to the proper room.

The room was quite bright, and the smell of medicinal herbs was thick in the air, and a goatee father in a gray robe was carefully grinding the medicinal powder. When Aunt Yu and Guan Kui walked to the door, he sniffled, and the glasses on his nose reflected a little light.

"Aunt Yu, is anyone hurt!?" said the goatee father stood up, turned his head to see the bloodied pass, hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and helped Aunt Yu to help him onto a small bamboo bed. As soon as he lay down, the cot creaked and screamed, as if protesting that someone was pressing him.

"Aunt Yu, go get a basin of hot water! I'll see if he hurts his bones first!" The goatee father rubbed his hands together and looked at Guan Pass with glowing eyes, as if a child had discovered a new toy, and he didn't even look at Aunt Yu.

Guan Kui looked at the goatee father nervously, and said secretly: Uncle, I'm not a toy, let's do it lightly!

"Hey, kid, don't be afraid! Relax, relax. Daddy Goatee's shrill voice had a strange hypnotic effect, and when he said this, Seki found that he really didn't seem to be so nervous, and even vaguely sleepy. He half-narrowed his eyes, and in a trance, he saw the goatee father spread his hands, his palms facing Guan Pass, closed his eyes and muttered in his mouth, and moved his hands along Guan Pass's body in the air.

At the same time, Guan Pass immediately felt a warm aura gradually enveloping him, this breath was warm and comfortable, which made people feel very reassuring, and even the pain was relieved a lot, but occasionally some joints or muscles would feel slightly numb and sore, but it was not annoying. Unconsciously, the sound of breathing at a uniform speed and regularity came from Guan Pass, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable tremor, and in a trance, the desolate and terrifying voice came from his head: "You...... Come here...... Come ......"

Guan Kui sat up suddenly, his head splitting, and he shouted in panic: "There is an earthquake!"

"Boy, are you stupid, are you??," Daddy Goatee's voice came, and Guan Ai looked for prestige, only to see him sitting by the window with his back to him and continuing to grind the powder, without looking back.

Guan Kuai pressed his head with one hand and the edge of the bed with the other, only to realize that he was covered with bandages everywhere.

"You're just some skin wounds, and I've already given you medicine. There are two packets of medicine next to the bed, one for internal use and one for external application. Get out of here if it's okay, don't bother me with the pharmaceutical!"

It was the first time that Guan Kou, the doctor who spoke like this, had met him, and when he looked back, he saw his "diagnosis" method in a trance, which seemed very special!

"Not leaving!?" said the goatee daddy's voice, a little dissatisfied.

"Thank you, old man!" Guan Kui hurriedly picked up the medicine bottle at the bedside and stuffed it into his backpack, and walked out with the backpack.

The goatee father grinded the medicine powder selflessly, as if he hadn't heard what Guan Pass said, let alone glanced at Guan Pass. It wasn't until Guan Kuai walked out of the room that Daddy turned his head to look at him meaningfully at the door.