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Chapter 72

The driver is right.

In fact, before entering the Four Villages, it seemed like they were traveling through the vast mountains. Yan Hongsha used his mobile phone to search for Google satellite maps for Mu Dai to see. The screen was dark green, light green, big green, and small green, dotted with several place names in the distance, and the passage between them was as thin as white lines.

Moreover, there is no provincial and national highways, so the one you walk on is called county highways.

The Sizhai arrived at noon, and the car was parked near the county farmers' market. The town was not big. Online information said that the town's population was less than 20,000, and ethnic minorities accounted for 80%. Sure enough, after getting off the car, I saw that the clothes worn by pedestrians were different from what they usually saw. Many women still had buns, with hairpins of silver or wood inserted in their hair.

Mu Dayi felt curious and fresh. Although Yunnan is also a settlement of ethnic minorities, it is different from Yunnan.

Old man Yan found a restaurant and asked the driver to have dinner together. When the food was served, he sent Yan Hongsha and Mu Dai to buy supplies. He specifically ordered to buy a shovel.

Baojing is in the mountains and is probably inevitable to eat outdoors. Due to the restrictions of not being able to eat meat, he can only buy biscuits, bread, vegetarian noodles. Mu Dai and Yan Hongsha each carried a large plastic bag.

I bought a small one, which was about one meter long. The shop owner specially helped to sharpen the shovel and wrapped the mouth with cardboard to beware of the fact that he or others were cutting it on the road.

The two walked through the bustling farmers' market and returned to the hotel. On the way, Mu Dai saw many people pursing their lips and laughing at them. He was puzzled and looked back and couldn't laugh or cry.

Yan Hongsha carried the shovel, and the large plastic bag was hung behind the shovel pole, walking swaying.

Seeing Kiyo look back at her, she rolled her eyes: "What are you doing?"

Mu Dai said: "Where is the image? Red sand, you really don't care about it."

Yan Hongsha Zhenzhen said: "What's wrong? Look at this vegetable market. There are no handsome guys anyway. Why do you want that image?"

He asked again: "Do you want to hang up? I can choose the first one and the next one."

Kiyo hung it up without hesitation.

Yan Hongsha frowned and said, "You are so rude."

Mu Dai shook his hands and was happy and relaxed. He began to have the intention to look at the stalls on both sides. He passed by a stall selling eggs. The other party greeted her with a long list of eggs: "Girl, buy a bunch of eggs."

This place is very similar to Yunnan. The eggs are woven with straw and ropes, and they are woven one by one. They carry them around and they are about ten of them. They are like small lanterns. They bought two strings of them and hung them on the "carry pole" of the red sand.

Yan Hongsha protested: "If you buy me a straw hat again, I will be selling vegetables just like that."

Muday said: "We can't eat meat all the way, we can eat fried eggs."

She flicked the iron shovel with her finger: "I've seen someone use iron shovel as a frying pan, which is very useful."

So I bought another small bottle of oil.

When I returned to the hotel, the dishes were served. Mu Dai and the others ate vegetarian food. However, they ordered big fish and meat specially for the driver. After eating, the driver wiped his mouth and said, "I'll send you down again."

Mu Daye was stunned for a moment, and then realized: When Old Man Gangyan sent them to buy things, he must have discussed something with the driver.

The key is to send it down and the place where it is delivered down.

***

Mu Dayi and Yan Hongsha agreed, and they took the two sides of the van to record the landmarks along the way, so as to leave more guidance for Luo Ren and the others.

But after opening a section, there was a problem. Yan Hongsha screamed: "I just saw a shop sign saying 'Guangxi', isn't it in Guizhou?"

Old Man Yan didn't say anything. The driver looked at her from the rearview mirror and said, "Girl, the four villages are already on the junction of Guizhou and Guizhou."

The car was on the dirt road, and it was so terrible that Mu Dai had to grab the handle on the car door to stabilize his body. I don’t know how long it took, but Old Man Yan suddenly said, “Stop.”

The car rushed forward a few meters inertia and then stopped.

Old Man Yan got out of the car, and Mu Daye and Yan Hongsha were not sure, so he got out as well. The driver helped them take their luggage down and said to Old Man Yan: "Old man, when he was going back, he called me. Even if I was not here, I could still let my friend pick up the job."

After saying that, he waved his hand, turned the front of the car, and left in the dust.

Kiyo was shocked: Have you arrived at the place?

It was very quiet here, from front to back to left and right, and after seeing the mountains, Old Man Yan found a stone on the side of the road and sat down, saying, "Let's wait."

Who are you waiting for? Could someone come to pick you up?

Yan Hongsha squeezed his eyes at Mu Dai. When he went to the old man Yan to make things happen, the old man Yan couldn't bear it and sucked her hard, pointing to the dirt road and said, "This road leads to a village. It's a common thing in the village. I go out to the market early in the morning and come back in the evening. Today is Wednesday. If it's later, we can get a ride."

Mu Dai couldn't sit still, so he ran around and looked at the terrain, took a photo and sent it to Luo Ren. Thinking about it, he climbed up a conspicuous tree and braided many branches on his head into braids.

He repeatedly told Luo Ren: "The shapes of the mountains here look the same at first glance. Don't look for the wrong tree, there's a braid on the end."

Luo Renhui: "I understand, girlfriend."

Only then did Kiyo feel at ease with the underground tree.

When the sunset was about to set, a mule cart came to the road. A young man in his twenties drove the car, wearing a pipa-padded top and a head-wrapped cloth wrapped around his head. Old man Yan waved his hand to stop him and told him about the ride.

While talking, Mu Daye kept looking at the people sitting in the car with curiosity, including men, women, young and old. There were many baskets in the car, including vegetables they bought, and embroidered clothes that were not sold. There were piping on women's clothes, and there was also a young girl wearing a flower-bamboo hat, which looked very beautiful.

Unfortunately, except for the strong guy who drove the car, the others' Chinese is not authentic.

Mu Dai and they stumbled and answered several times before they realized that they were the "Mao Nan tribe".

The young man who drove the bus was called Zhama, who was easy to speak. He asked them to get on the bus after he finished speaking, and he took the initiative to get off the bus to help Old Man Yan.

So, the mule cart was on the road again.

Zhama asked the old man Yan: "Old man, should you go to our village or climb the Moon Mountain?"

Old Man Yan said: "I may have to live in your village tonight and I will cross the mountains tomorrow."

Still want to cross the mountain? Mu Dai glanced at Yan Hongsha. Yan Hongsha held the shovel and spoke to her with his mouth.

What I said is: I don't know.

Zhama looked at the old man Yan and said, "It's not easy to walk on Moon Mountain. I heard that I can't walk out for days or nights."

Old Man Yan murmured and told Yan Hongsha: "Hongsha, help me put my eye mask on."

This is about to rest. Mu Dai heard Yan Hongsha say that closing eyes is the most basic eye protection. Old Man Yan’s eyes are precious, and there are much more people when closed than they need to be.

It's too much to worry about today.

After putting on the blindfold, the old man Yan crossed his legs, as if he was meditating. Yan Hongsha was afraid that the car would throw him down, so he kept holding him on the side.

Kiyo went over and talked to Zama.

The village where Zhama is located is Qiju. It is said that it is not found on the map. It is a small village that cannot be smaller. There are only a dozen households living in it. Mu Dai asked about Moon Mountain. Zhama scratched his head and said that Moon Mountain is the name of the people in their village. This name comes from almost straightforward, because the moon rises from behind the mountain every day.

As for what mountain is called on the map and whether there are any professional mountain names, Zhama is just asking a question.

Old Man Yan seemed to be asleep, breathing rhythmically, and snoring slightly.

Zhama looked at Old Man Yan and sneered, then whipped another whip, urging the mule to leave quickly.

Kiyo asked: "When will it arrive?"

Zama said, "It's midnight."

In the middle of the night, Mu Daye almost fainted. Seeing that the mule was walking slowly, he felt impatient and said, "I'm going down faster than it."

Zama laughed: "Of course you can walk on such a road, but you have to wade in the water ahead, and there are still seven or eight miles of mud, which can reach the knees."

Mu Dai looked down at the big wheel of the mule cart. Sure enough, except for the center position, the whole circle was full of mud. He was originally very frustrated, but suddenly he thought that Luo Ren and the others would have to ride a mule cart when they came in. At that time, the three big men would be crowded on the mule cart, which was really strange to have fun.

He asked again: "What is the difficult way to walk on Moon Mountain?"

Zhama thought for a while: "Moon Mountain is very big and very big, but I heard that there are villages inside, and they are still villages of Han people."

"I'm not an ordinary Han person. I heard that it was decades ago. In order to avoid military disasters, those who hid in the deep mountains were all wealthy families."

This is not unusual. Since the pre-Qin era, the Chinese have been striving to seek the peach blossom land in their dreams, staying away from human land and living in the deep mountains. There are countless examples.

"I heard that the Moon Mountain is deeper, and it rains 360 days a year. It is difficult to walk in the mountains. It rains all day long, and the ground doesn't dry. If you step on it with one foot, you will be half a pound of mud."

"And..."

After saying a while, Zhama suddenly waved his hand: "If you don't say it or not, you will scare you."

Halfway through his words, it was still so mysterious. Mu Dai could not rely on it. He used all the entanglements and threats. Zhama couldn't resist her entanglement and said, "I can't sleep at night, so I can't rely on me."

Kiyo said: "I'm very brave."

Zhama was afraid that others would hear it, so she just whispered to her.

"I heard that there are savages in the Moon Mountain."

Wild men? Aren’t all savages in Shennongjia?

Zama didn't know where Shennongjia was. He looked very serious: "Really, it was the hunters from Gama Village who told me. That time, they brought four dogs into the mountain to hunt and met a savage..."

He vividly said: "It's said he was a woman, with hair all over her body, only her face and...the breasts are not hairy, and her breasts are so big..."

Every time he talks about his chest, his numbing sound would be lowered. Later on, his face turned red, and he felt very embarrassed to show this to the young girl.

Kiyo asked: "What then?"

Zhama said, "Let the dog bite, but the savage was extremely powerful. He grabbed a dog and tore it, which made her tear two dogs. The hunter was shocked. Later, one of them responded quickly and took a shotgun to shoot. He shot her on the thigh with a shot. The female savage screamed and ran away."

For some reason, Zama's expression was so serious, but Kiyo wanted to laugh.

She asked, "Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Zama was startled: "Of course I haven't. If I have seen it, I'm miserable. You don't know. Later, another thing happened..."

He suddenly turned red and shut up.

No matter how much Muday asked, he stopped talking. He was anxious and stomped his feet and the whole car was shaking.

He said, "Oh, you are a girl's house, I can't tell you."

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