The stockade is built on a hill, facing north, and is not very large. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe place where I live is the southeast corner of this tribe, where most of the ordinary people rest, their tribe has few people, there are not many shacks built, and the number of shacks can be counted almost at a glance when you go out. We walked all the way through about twenty shacks.

Out of the shack group, we basically arrived in the middle of the stockade, where Ramru and I had been drinking that night. On the north side of the meadow stood the gate of the stockade, but it was only a simple frame of a gate, and on top of the door frame hung a number of animal skulls tied with straw ropes. The walls of the stockade were made of gravel blocks, and one man was as tall as they were, presumably collecting some forest grains in addition to hunting, and drying patches of dried wild fruits and herbaceous rhizomes on the low walls.

When the three of us walked near the meadow, there were already thirty or forty people gathered here, and it was very bustling, and a group of people were sorting out the utensils in their hands.

Most of these people were young and strong men, and many of them were strong and muscular, and I saw that one of them was almost as tall as a hundred miles, and stood very conspicuous in the crowd. Their equipment was very simple, and there were no special hunting tools, except for a simple spear in each hand, some of them carried a thin bow on their backs, a few arrows with crooked shafts around their waists, and a few of them had ropes, short clubs, and scoops on their shoulders and backs. In the midst of the group were seven or eight women, carrying bulging animal skin parcels, presumably containing food and water.

I looked at them talking and laughing. Perhaps in their eyes, this was just an ordinary hunt. But it seems to me that they are not going to hunt, and their unkempt hair and smeared into flowers, it is really like going to scavenger.

The regional cultural differences are too great, and I can only feel the difference between the two places when I am there. In the Central Plains, both food and accommodation are quite particular. Judging from the housing architecture alone, if the shack construction here is not called a house at all in the Central Plains, it can only be regarded as a simple shed at most, with no thatch on the top, no wind and rain, and no bed to lie on, even ordinary people will not live in such a house. If you compare this with the Central Plains, it is like the Iron Sword Sect and Shaolin Wudang, which is as different as a world of difference.

In the crowd, Ramru was chatting with a woman and a small girl, and when he saw us approaching, Ramru stretched out his hand to greet us. Atto and Hogg walked a few quick steps, walked up to Ramru and fell to the ground and kowtowed a few times, and when they got up, Atto spoke to Ramru while pointing at me incessantly.

Ramru is the patriarch of this tribe, and it seems that their tribe is also called by this name, and I have asked Atto several times in the past few days what the name of their tribe is, and Atto just said to me "Lamru", maybe these three words would have a different meaning if they were translated into their words, but Atto couldn't explain it.

I couldn't understand what Atto said, before she finished speaking, Ramru was already full of smiles, walked up to me, looked me up and down, patted me on the shoulder and said a few words, and Ato, who was on the side, said in my ear: "Ramru is very happy and wants you to ...... Let you watch us fight the bears. ”

Ramru wanted me to see their hunting skills. Thinking that this is also their hospitality, Ato's speech is very jerky, and often the real meaning he wants to express is always not smooth. It was inconvenient to raise my right arm, so I bowed to Ramru and said, "Thank you." ”

In my heart, I already have the intention of leaving, and I can walk with a group of them, so I naturally have to thank them. If I could get to the vicinity of Sand City, I think I'd be separated from them then. Ato's and Ramru's unsure of what I meant and probably thought I was really going to collect medicine with them, Ato's words to Ramru gave him another few words, and Ramru laughed and took a beast bone bracelet from his left wrist and handed it to me. Atto smiled: "This is a bear's tooth, the bear ran away when he saw it, and Ramru is to keep you safe." ”

The bracelet is made of two thin black ropes, and is adorned with sharp teeth, two of which are the most pointed and long, looking like the fangs of a black bear. I looked at the bracelet and thanked me again: "Thank you, Ramruo." ”

Ramru grinned and walked back to the woman and the little girl, while Ato, beside me, took the bone chain from my hand and tied it to my left wrist. After tying it up, I looked down at myself, but I only felt a burst of amusement. Now I have almost no difference from them, except for the belt around my waist and the shadow chasing sword, and when others see me, they will think that I am an ignorant native.

As they carried all the utensils they had to carry, Ramrugao let out a shout and a group of people walked towards the gate. Atto and Hogg and I followed behind them, and when we were out of the door, I looked back at the little village. At this time, the sky has been bright, the low hills are prosperous and green, the village is peaceful, the morning light shines obliquely in the village, and the figure of those who go out to see is very long. It's like a paradise.

Before I knew it, I had been here for more than 20 days. But this place is really a place to recuperate, maybe I will find a place like this to spend my old age away from the world, right?

I moved my somewhat heavy right arm and turned to chase after Lamru. In any case, getting to Shacheng first is the first priority.

Outside the gate of the stockade is a secluded wood, and there is a winding path that leads from the gate to the depths of the woods. As soon as I walked into the woods, I felt that my surroundings suddenly became darker, the air was very cool, and the faint fragrance that emanated from the branches and leaves hit my nose and made me feel refreshed.

The trees here are not very tall, not to mention towering into the clouds, the tall ones are six or seven zhang, the short ones are only three zhang high, and there are thick fallen leaves on the ground, and I don't know how many years they have fallen. The foliage of the trees, on the other hand, was so lush that it covered almost all of the sky, and only a few rays of sunlight could be seen in the thin woods. But even so, the few rays of light could not illuminate the woods, and it seemed to add a lot of gloomy flavor.

After walking about four or five miles through the forest, I crossed a high ground, and the path that I could still see under my feet gradually disappeared, and the trees growing in the forest began to become a little strange. The trees in front of them still grow one by one, and here, the trees seem to grow together, often a thicker tree is twisted from many thinner trees, and the vines hanging from the trees are also as thick as arms and wrists, and three or four people hanging on them may not be able to tear off the vines.

After crossing the high ground, there was still a flourishing forest on the other side, and the top was blocked by branches and leaves, and I almost lost my way after walking down from the high ground. Fortunately, there was a group of Ramru and others leading the way, and I had nothing to worry about.

I didn't have to walk long before I had to stop and rest, and Ramru seemed to know that I was still very weak, and took good care of me, and a group of people walked and stopped. Along the way, Ator and Hogg and I walked behind the men of Ramru, and Ator told me a lot about their black bear hunt. She is unfamiliar with the Central Plains dialect, and I also listened to it.

Their tribe is mainly hunting, and among them is good at hunting black bears. The black bear fur can be used for warmth, and the meat can be cooked into food, and the roast bear meat I ate in the village that night was simple and sloppy, and the tongue I drank was short, so I didn't taste the bear meat at all, but I once ate the bear's paw in the Eight Immortals Restaurant in Chenzhou City, and the taste was really good. But Atto says they hunt black bears for more than just their fur and meat. In their opinion, the black bear is the most powerful of the beasts, eating their meat can increase their own strength, and the person who can kill the black bear is the warrior of their tribe, and is qualified to protect the tribe and marry and have children. And by wearing their bones and teeth on their bodies, they will be blessed by the gods and will be safe.

It's winter, it's hibernation season for black bears, and black bears don't go out of their dens in search of food, but eat a lot of food to survive the winter long before winter. The ones who can come out at this time are often hungry black bears, and at the same time they are the most ferocious. At this time, it is an excellent choice to hunt black bears, set traps and lure them out of the nest, if you hunt a black bear head-on, even if Ramru brings more than twenty strong men this time, I am afraid that four or five will be killed by black bears.

Listening to Ato's rambling talk about the black bear, the whole person was full of energy, even Hogg on the side listened to it with his eyebrows, and when it came to the most ferocious black bear, the two of them were even full of anticipation, as if being able to hunt the more ferocious the black bear was a great gift to them. I laughed and said, "Ato, have you ever killed a black bear?"

Ato's eyebrows raised and said, "You see I'm a woman, but I've killed black bears, and many of us women have killed black bears, and Ramru they have a lot of strength to kill bears, and if we kill bears, the child in the belly will be very strong, haha." ”

I laughed along, and it was easy and fun to talk to Ato, she was not fluent, but she was very talkative, and sometimes she was speechless when she said things directly, but it was her straightforward nature that always gave me an inexplicable sense of closeness in my heart. I said, "By the way, where did you learn the Central Plains dialect?"

Atto smiled: "In the past, I have been to your tribe in the east and studied there. Your words are very good, better than ours, and your handwriting is beautiful. ”

I couldn't laugh or cry. The Central Plains is so big, but it has become a tribe in Ato's mouth, but I am afraid that the place she has been to is only a small village, and it may not even belong to the Central Plains.

I looked up. At this time, we were still walking in the dark woods, surrounded by bursts of insect chirping, knees-deep thorns and weeds everywhere, green branches and fresh leaves, there were colorful moths flying around, and on the top branches, there were also perched birds, as if they saw us coming, and from time to time they cried one or two.

I couldn't figure out the direction, and said, "Since you've been to my tribe, I wonder if you've ever been to Shacheng?"

Atto tilted his head sideways, looked at me a little confused, and said, "Is Sand City your home?"

I sighed and said, "No." "It seems that Ato doesn't know about Shacheng, even if she has passed by, no one has told her the name of Shacheng, and in her unfamiliar Central Plains dialect, I'm afraid she won't know. I wanted to explain a few words to her, but I didn't know where to start, but I can't go wrong to go east now, and I'll always find Sand City.

I thought to myself and didn't say anything more.