Chapter 1686 Counterproductive (third update)
When the rolling mountains appeared in front of his sight, Yang Ruoqing knew that the destination was approaching.
A donkey going up the mountain is flattened by a horse, but there is no need to fight a mule going down the mountain.
We have to climb a mountain, and we definitely don’t want horses.
Yang Ruoqing didn't know how long it would take before she could come down from the mountain, so she released the horse.
"I can't even protect myself on this trip into the mountains, let alone protect you."
"I have released you now. You can find your own way out, and take care of yourself!"
>She fed the horse one last time, gave it enough water, and then stroked its head.
Horses are very spiritual animals, and they seem to be able to feel Yang Ruoqing's complicated mood at this time.
It stuck out its tongue and licked Yang Ruoqing's arm and snorted.
Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly, raised her hand and patted its head: "Okay, let's go!"
Watching the horse disappear, she also picked up the bundle and plunged into the mountains in front of her. .
I changed into the clothes of local residents and walked on the rugged mountain road, my eyes scanning the surrounding scenery.
This route was provided by Uncle Lao Jue. Walking along this road, there will be many villages of different sizes along the way.
Yang Ruoqing gave up searching and inquiring about one village after another.
Because this is not Gujia Village and Hongcun in Daqi, this is Nanman.
Looking around, and since I am an unfamiliar face, it is inevitable that I will attract the attention of interested people.
Too much noise will backfire in time.
So, Yang Ruoqing planned to change her strategy, first find a village to lurk in, and then secretly pay attention to the surrounding movements.
Which village should I go to lurk in?
Heiyan Village, where Old Uncle Jue grew up, seems to be a good choice.
It’s just that the road leading to Heiyan Village is very different from what Old Uncle Jue said!
Hey, come to think of it, Old Uncle Jue has not returned to the mountains for fourteen years. The alternation of fourteen springs, summers, autumns and winters is enough to change many, many things.
Forget it, if you can’t find Heiyan Village, don’t force it. First, find a nearby village to stay, and then ask around slowly.
After walking for a day and a night, the route given by Uncle Jue no longer worked.
No choice, I can only figure it out on my own from now on.
In this way, after trekking in the mountains for two days and two nights, Yang Ruoqing came to a valley at noon.
This valley is very quiet.
Like a huge mouth, on the surrounding mountain walls, slender and long moso bamboos grow on the soft red soil, as well as a plant with particularly thick and wide leaves.
Autumn’s pen and ink has left its strongest mark here.
Golden wild chrysanthemums bloom beside the gurgling stream.
The water is clear and the strangely shaped pebbles under the water are clearly visible.
Small fish shuttle freely among the supple aquatic plants. The air is good, the sun is warm, and the scenery is beautiful.
It is like a picture scroll of the human world, but unfortunately, the people in this picture are not in the mood to look at the scenery.
Yang Ruoqing came to the stream and poured a handful of water into her mouth.
I was so thirsty that my throat was so dry that it was about to burst into flames.
The cool and sweet stream water slides into the throat, and the whole person comes alive.
Looking down, I saw my own figure reflected in the water.
A true mountain village girl, this face is because she used something to cover it up.
The eyebrows have become lighter, the curvature of the corners of the eyes has also changed, and some dark yellow stuff has been smeared on the haggard face.
There are a few scattered freckles on both sides of the bridge of the nose.
The mouth is a bit chapped, the hair is unkempt, the kind that is completely impossible to pick out in a crowd.
“Hey, there is no one with this look.”
Yang Ruoqing looked at herself in the water and smiled bitterly. "I wonder if Tang Yazi can recognize himself when he stands in front of him like this?"
"And Chen'er, will you be scared to cry when you see such an ugly girl?"
Yang Ruoqing poured water into her mouth while thinking wildly in her heart.
These random thoughts are what drives her to keep searching along the way.
Only by constantly thinking about this, can she have the courage and strength to trek alone in the mountains...
In the forest behind her, there was a sudden restlessness.
Yang Ruoqing turned around suddenly and saw a black back running over from behind the extremely wide and thick wild plant.
In the blink of an eye, he ran close to him, and it turned out to be an adult wild boar.
At the same time she spotted the wild boar, the wild boar also saw Yang Ruoqing.
Its little pig eyes were filled with blood, and its whole body was full of rage.
Seemingly disgusted with this ugly human woman who appeared in the valley, the wild boar roared and rushed towards her.
Yang Ruoqing looked innocent.
Brother Wild Boar, it’s my fault that I’m ugly, but I didn’t offend you either. Why are we hurting each other like this?
Mailing silently, she was still squatting by the stream, but her other hand had touched her waist.
There is a soft whip hidden there. When not in use, keep it close to your body so that it does not show off.
When you need to use it, just pull it out and shake it, it is a powerful weapon for killing people and looting goods.
The herd of wild boars was coming, and she had to hide for a while, but Yang Ruoqing really didn't take a look at this lone wild boar.
However, the next moment, she paused in touching the whip.
Because from where the wild boars were, three more hunting dogs rushed out.
The three hunting dogs reminded each other of toughness. At first glance, they were the kind of native dogs in the mountains that guard homes and courtyards.
The three hunting dogs all wear the same black leather ring around their necks. They should be raised by the same family.
The three hunting dog brothers were obviously running towards the wild boar. The three of them rushed forward and surrounded the wild boar at extremely fast speeds.
What came up was a frantic hoarse sound. The three hunting dog brothers beat the male wild boar in a group, making it howl and scream.
The originally quiet and pleasant valley, like a picture scroll, suddenly became lively, and all the birds resting on the nearby treetops were frightened.
As for Yang Ruoqing, as if she was frightened by the fight in front of her, she fell to the ground and was so frightened that she forgot to run away.
At the same time, an arrow flew over.
It stabbed firmly into the back of the wild boar. The wild boar was in pain and let out a scream.
Using all his strength, he asked the three brothers to drive the hunting dogs, turned around and fled in embarrassment into the depths of the dense forest.
The three hunting dog brothers were still going to chase, and a loud whistle sounded.
The three hunting dog brothers immediately turned around and rushed towards the direction from which the whistle came. Then, the three brothers swung their tails, jumped around, and came over there surrounded by a tall and burly young man.
"Well done, you three are patrolling the edge, don't run around!"
The young man patted one of the dogs on the head, turned around and strode towards the stream.
"Girl, are you okay?"
He stopped in front of Yang Ruoqing, leaned down, and looked at her with concern on his face.
Yang Ruoqing raised her head, with a frightened look on her dark yellow and freckled face.
My eyes passed over the young man in front of me, looking at what he was wearing, as well as a hare and a pheasant hanging around his waist.
As well as a pair of homemade bows and arrows slung on his shoulders, Yang Ruoqing guessed that he was a hunter.
Moreover, when he was talking to the dog and to her just now, he was speaking the language of the Gaoshan tribe.
(End of this chapter)