Chapter 165: Mysterious Village
Everyone was still a little patient at first, waiting for the driver to repair, but after more than ten minutes, the driver threw the tools very on the ground, and after a while, the young man of the Hui clan came back with a helpless face and said: "Everyone, I'm sorry, the battery is out of power, and the car can't be lit." ”
Everyone was in an uproar, and after looking at each other, the middle-aged man with a yellow face asked, "Then what now?"
"What can I do, wait until my friend brings the battery. The young man of the Hui clan said lightly.
"How long?"
"If it's fast, it's three or four hours, and if it's slow, it's tomorrow. ”
"What?" these words completely exploded among several people, and all of them were indignant.
"What do you mean by that, just collect money and don't do anything, and leave us in the barren mountains and mountains?" said the short, thin middle-aged man angrily.
"That's right, ask your friend to send it over quickly, or we'll call the police." The middle-aged man with a scarlet face threatened.
“......”
Everyone chattered, only Zheng Zheng stood silently at the back, didn't say anything, just looked at the small village in front of him with some curiosity.
"Send it, what do you know? The sandstorm is coming soon, how can you send it at this point in time?" the young man sneered, and then shouted disdainfully, "If you can't wait, you can wait for the bus here." But brother, I'm hungry, so I'm not going to accompany you. Salute yourself in the car and take it yourself, I'm going to lock the car door. ”
"Don't lie to us, I'll know if I look it up on the Internet. ”
"Don't think that we are outsiders and are easy to bully, if you don't give a reason today, we will smash your car. ”
"That's it, smash your car. ”
“......”
The words of the Hui clan not only did not calm everyone's anger, but on the contrary, it seemed to add fuel to the fire and caused everyone's stronger dissatisfaction.
"Smash, I think who would dare to smash?" the Hui clan shook the knife and boots on his waist, grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand and shouted.
Sure enough, a trace of surprise flashed on everyone's faces, and their voices fell silent for a short time.
In the Hui Autonomous Region, it is legal for ethnic minorities to be equipped with knives, which is also established by the state to protect local ethnic characteristics.
Only then did the Hui people pass through the crowd with a proud face, climbed into the car, threw a dry luggage on the ground, and when they got Zheng Zheng to salute, they hesitated to look at him, and then threw it directly to him. After doing this, he clapped his palms and pulled the car door directly. Before leaving, the Hui people turned around and said coldly: "I kindly remind you that there are still people in the small village below who can eat something, and after this point, you should prepare to be hungry." ”
After saying this, the two of them walked away, not at all worried about the group of people smashing the car.
By this time, Zheng Zheng had already understood in his heart that this car was indeed a trap. It's all the fault of greed for cheapness. Shaking his head and shaking his face for a while, he slowly followed with his luggage.
Everyone was a little angry at first, but when they saw someone taking the lead, the young couple hesitated for a moment and followed. There were two middle-aged people left, and it was estimated that they were ready to die at first, but they didn't stay on the mountainside for a few minutes, and they were trembling all over their bodies by the howling mountain wind, and finally discussed a few words, and then ran up.
The middle-aged man with a yellow face muttered to the young lover, and the short and thin man chased Zheng Zheng.
After a while, he came up out of breath and said, "Little brother, I saw that you were walking slowly, but I didn't expect to go so far." I said brother, we're in a predicament right now, and the people of the Hui are clearly trying to blackmail us. Let's go down, a few of us must unite as one and have one opinion. Otherwise, you will be bullied to death. ”
Zheng Zheng nodded with a smile on his face, indicating that he understood.
The thin middle-aged man sighed at this time, and then began to introduce himself: "Little brother, my name is Li Jian, I don't know what you call me?"
"Zheng Zheng. ”
The two began to chat without lifting a beat.
After walking for about twenty minutes, the village was already in front of me. There are about 20 households, all of which are simply built with earthen walls and bricks, which are a little disorganized.
It seems that seeing people entering the village, several houses began to sound the sound of rabid dogs, which was very majestic and terrifying.
Li Jian tilted his ear, and his face suddenly showed a look of surprise and said: "Tianshan Mastiff?" seems to be the purest, but I don't know if it's a shepherd dog or a herd?"
Zheng Zheng seemed a little interested and asked, "Are you familiar with this aspect?"
Li Jian said with some pride: "Of course, I have been engaged in this business for more than 20 years, and although I dare not say that I know a lot about Chinese mastiffs, I am still very clear about most of the situation." The world only knows that the Tibetan mastiff is fierce and is the most fierce mastiff in our country, but they don't know that the Tianshan mastiff is also outstanding, and even surpasses. ”
Therefore, the story of the Tianshan herdsman is widely spread in the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, the Ili River Valley, the Altay steppe, and the various nomadic tribes... An adult mastiff can bite a strong wolf to death in battle. It can even fight several wolves at the same time. It's the best among mastiffs. Li Jian was like a few treasures, gushing endlessly.
Zheng Zheng nodded, indicating that he understood, but he didn't care too much in his heart, and instead accelerated his pace and walked forward.
"Brother, wait for me. Li Jian hurriedly shouted.
Soon, with a solemn face, he stopped in front of a huge poplar tree at the entrance of the village.
This poplar tree is stout and straight, burly and vigorous, and the body of the tree needs three people to hug each other to form a circle, and the branches on it are densely packed. Due to the weather, it was bare, without a single leaf.
If that's all, Zheng Zheng is only amazed at the age of the tree, but the strange thing is that the branches of the poplar tree are full of all kinds of rune paper, red, yellow, white, everything, and there are three circles of red rope tied to the tree, and a small bell is hung on it, and when the wind blows, it sounds pleasant.
Seeing this scene, Zheng Zheng couldn't help but float in his mind the scene of the old demon in Montenegro in "A Chinese Ghost Story", is this just a demon tree?
He couldn't help but laugh dumbly, the rune paper has no aura, and the bell has no spirituality, even if it is really a tree spirit, how can he live in it?
Just as Zheng Zheng was about to turn around, a sudden yin wind blew, and at the same time, the pleasant sound of the bell rang loudly, making him feel a little trance, and then his body shivered.
Hey, that's not right.
Zheng Zheng immediately came to his senses, there was something strange about this place.
"Young man, this poplar tree is the patron saint of Nagunati Village, and you must have a pious and respectful heart when standing before you. "I don't know where came an old man who was too old, skinny and boneless, he was wearing animal clothes, and his body was full of animal bone necklaces, and he was holding a wooden pestle, just like the legendary sorcerer sacrifice.
It's just that he exudes a cold aura, his whole body is full of death, and he doesn't feel like a living person.