Mo Yan was very surprised, there were still people on the top of this Shennong, and looked at it, this woman was about twenty years old, with a bun on her head, wearing a blue coarse cloth jacket and skirt, two curved thin eyebrows, red cheeks and fair skin, and a beautiful mole under her lips, she looked quite beautiful, much better than Mrs. Min of the Wushan Gang, but her outfit was not the dress of this dynasty. "Girl, did you raise this giant python?" Mo Yan asked.

"Of course I raised it, it's been a hundred years, who are you, why did you kill the little snake with this poisonous hand?" the woman said viciously.

"Girl, please listen to my explanation, this python has entangled the little mountain ghost and wants to eat it, and I have no choice but to shoot it. ”

"Nonsense, the little snake is born with a kind surname, how can he eat this red-haired little mountain ghost? ”

"Girl, it seems that it is indeed too reckless to kill your python by mistake, but I don't know how to compensate?" Mo said politely.

This woman lives on top of Shennong, where poisonous snakes and beasts are rampant, and it seems that she is by no means an idle person.

"The compensation is very simple, it's you, the young man has smooth skin and flesh, and he looks good, and the loss of the little snake is worth it. ”

Mo Mo looked coldly and found that something was wrong, so he opened his soul eye, and sure enough, he saw a small green snake in the depths of her eyes.

"Even if I lose it to you, what can I do?" Mo said lightly.

"Nonsense, of course it's married," the woman smiled, her eyes rippled, her nose sniffed and then she grinned, "Yo, it's still a yellow-haired boy." ”

"Okay, I agree. Mo Yan readily agreed.

"What's your name?"

"Mo Remnant, what do you call the girl?"

"Just call me Qing'er, Xianggong, you can come in with this red-haired little mountain ghost. After Qing'er finished speaking, she turned around and walked into the cave.

"Ho-ho. Dong Dong gently tugged at the corner of Mo Yan's clothes, signaling him not to follow. Mo Yan patted the little mountain ghost and told him not to be afraid, and then took his hand and stepped into the cave.

Inside the cave is a long stone road, which is pitch black and you can't see your fingers, but Mo Yan can see clearly, and the cave is stumbling and almost falling. After walking for about a pillar of incense, they saw a light in front of them, and it turned out that they had reached the other exit of the cave.

It is a valley surrounded by mountains, and the warm sunlight shining into the valley is very pleasant, which is completely different from the scenery outside the cave. A small stream flows through the valley floor, and the stream is lined with green bamboo forests, and the birds and flowers are like a paradise.

After walking along the forest path for a while, the front suddenly opened up, and I saw a large medicine garden, in which many kinds of medicinal herbs grew and bright flowers of different colors bloomed. Mo Yan saw that there were gastrodia, fritillary, cordyceps, and precious herbs such as seven-leaf one-branch flower and northern notoginseng, and some could not be named.

Not far away, the green bamboo shade reveals the ridge of the eaves, and it is found that it is a wooden palace in the near future, but there are no carved beams and glazed tiles, all of which are brown and yellow in the natural color of the wood, exuding a natural wood grease aroma.

A group of men in different costumes are working silently with expressionless faces, some are clearing weeds, some are carrying water and watering flowers, and some are holding hoes and pickaxes to reclaim the land on the side of the mountain.

Mo Yan couldn't believe his eyes, and even the little mountain ghost was stunned.

"Xianggong, these are all medicine pickers who have gone up the mountain for thousands of years, and finally got lost in Shennongjia, this is their final destination, it is better than being eaten by wild beasts. Qing'er explained on the side.

"Are you saying that they come from all dynasties? Aren't some of them hundreds of years old?"

"What Xiang Gong said is very true, look at the sloppy old man in a gray cloth robe, he still came here during the Jingkang period of the Northern Song Dynasty, it must have been more than 500 years. ”

"Aren't they dead?"

Qing'er chuckled: "Xianggong is really interesting, how can anyone live for so long, they are already dead, and now they are just walking dead." ”

Mo Mo was shocked in his heart, this valley was really too weird.

"Don't be afraid, as long as you are good to Qing'er, you will not become like them. ”

A young man with a dull-looking look and a wooden face walked in front of him, only about twenty years old, who looked like Qing'er and also had a black mole under his lips, and Mo Yan's gaze fell back on Qing'er's face.

"This is the youngest one in the valley, but it was also here during the Chongzhen period at the end of the Ming Dynasty. Qing'er's face seemed a little unnatural.

Climb the wooden steps of the palace, pass through the corridors, and finally come to a large antique house, the floor is covered with animal skins, and the walls are decorated with the skulls and colorful feathers of tigers and bears and other fierce beasts.

"Xianggong, this is Qing'er's bedroom, and it will be our new house in the future, do you think it?"

"Don't you have a bed?" asked Mo Yan.

Qing'er smiled charmingly: "Xianggong, isn't it good for me to have a round house on this animal skin?" After consulting the master, we can sleep in the same bed and enjoy the joy of fish and water. ”

"Who is the master?" Mo Yan said in surprise.

Qing'er pointed to a big room with a closed door at the end of the corridor and said, "The master is there, but don't go in, otherwise Qing'er won't be able to protect you, and you will become a walking dead like those people outside the palace." ”

Mo Yan said: "The little mountain ghost must be with me, otherwise Mo Yan would rather become a walking dead than obey." ”

Qing'er smiled shyly and said, "Just according to the Xianggong, anyway, this little mountain ghost is still a child, and he can't understand Fengyue's affairs." ”

"Is it okay if I want to walk around?" Mo asked.

"Of course, you're about to become Qing'er's father-in-law, you can go anywhere in this valley, but you must never enter the master's room, you know?"

"Got it. ”

"Also, don't think about sneaking out of the valley, that cave passage has been forbidden by the owner, and you can't get in and out. ”

"Oh. Mo Mo was secretly surprised in his heart, originally thinking that a little green snake would be easy to deal with, pretending to agree to marry her and then waiting for the opportunity to kill her and obtain the demon pill, but he didn't expect this valley to be like this, but he fell into the cage instead. The so-called "master" has not yet appeared, and it must be a difficult character to deal with. Mo Remnant, Mo Remnant, this time I am afraid that I was smart but was mistaken by being smart, and got on the thief ship.

"Xianggong, on the other end of the corridor is the room where you and the little mountain ghost are temporarily staying, you two go to settle down by yourself, and Qing'er will bathe and change clothes for you at night and set up a wine banquet to catch the wind. Qing'er finished speaking, and left Shanshan.

"Ho-ho. Dong Dong looked at Mo Yan in confusion, and issued a warning in his mouth.

Mo Yan nodded, and led it to his room, the ground was also covered with animal skins, but the wall was missing those animal bone decorations, the two put down the basket and other things, and then walked out of the palace to the valley to inspect.

It was already twilight outside, and those who were working had already finished their work and returned to the shed one after another, Mo Yan walked straight over and stopped one of them and asked, "Who are you and when did you come here?"

The man didn't squint, and there was no expression on his face, as if he hadn't heard Mo Yan's question, and his eyes were staring straight ahead.

Mo Yan looked at his eyes, no eyes were dull as a dead man.

Mo Yan shook his head and walked away helplessly with the little mountain ghost, these people were not sane, although the body was still there, they were already a walking corpse.