Chapter 97 Miao Dao Long Stick, Yuan Hong’s blood awakens?
“Let’s get to the dock.”
“Wake up, don’t lie down.”
The sky is getting dark.
The scorching sun that hung like fire all day finally set on the mountain.
In the sky full of clouds, the ship slowly sailed into a ferry.
The leader of the ship stood at the stairway connecting the two-story cabins, shouting loudly.
As his unique voice with a thick accent came out.
In an instant, the closed doors on both sides of the corridor were opened from the inside.
One after another figures rushed out.
The originally empty aisle suddenly became crowded.
“Are you at the dock?”
“Wow, damn, we can finally dock.”
“Let’s go, go down and take a look, if we keep doing this, I’m going to choke myself to death.”
Voices of cheers came and went.
People who didn't know it thought they were breaking into a market.
“We’re here.”
“We’ll spend the night at the pier here tonight, but... we can’t stay too long. Aning here can’t understand the language. If there is a conflict, it will be troublesome. .”
This time.
The captain of the boat is very familiar with the guys on the mountain.
At this moment, hearing their roars, a smile could not help but appear on that wrinkled face.
Hearing this, the guys could not hold back and immediately ran towards the outside of the ship.
The head of the boat stepped aside a few steps, smoking a hookah with a smile, and occasionally reminding them to slow down and not fall.
Not long after.
It’s almost time for the guys to leave.
Chen Yulou and his party also opened the door and came out, preparing to get off the boat and take a walk.
We followed Bamo to the deck.
Looking up from the boat, behind the pier is a small town that lives by the water.
From time to time, you can see native people wearing various costumes, holding bamboo baskets, shouting back and forth in the crowd, selling goods to them.
“Apu, where are you?”
Chen Yulou withdrew his gaze and asked Bamo who was standing aside.
More than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye since the last time I met the old turtle in the water.
Also because of that experience.
The relationship between them and the captain has become much closer.
Apu is the name the Yi people call their elders.
Bamo was in his late fifties, so they followed the crew and called him that.
"Ami."
"Amizhou?"
Chen Yulou thought for a moment.
It took a moment to realize that in the future, this place belongs to the realm of Kaiyuan.
However, in the early years of the Republic of China, there were almost no Han people living in this area. Instead, the Miao, Yi and Hani people lived together.
The river below me is called Zhongying River. Compared with Nanpan River, both the water potential and the water area are much smaller.
It is considered a tributary of Panjiang River.
But...
It is an important river connecting Nanpanjiang River and Yuanjiang River.
Ami is one of the few towns on the Zhongying River.
There are approximately seventy or eighty people on board.
Food consumption is huge.
So every once in a while, you have to find a dock to get close to and get off the ship to purchase supplies.
And this is when the guys are most excited.
It's really because the days of drifting on the boat are too boring.
Chen Yulou and the others can still keep their composure a little.
After all, practice does not know the years.
Once you enter meditation, half a day or even several days will pass in the blink of an eye.
But those guys were ordinary people, and they had no choice but to sleep or play dominoes to pass the time.
But even gambling sometimes gets tiring, which is why the current situation occurs.
Everyone is like a prisoner getting a break.
And Chen Yulou finally understood why sailors at sea were highly paid but sometimes couldn't find anyone.
It was only half a month before and after.
If he really wanted to leave for half a year or a year, he would probably go crazy.
"Let's go, let's go down and have a look."
Chen Yulou greeted.
Take a group of people across the wooden bridge and walk straight to the pier.
After all, he is a big customer.
Bamo, who was worried that they would not understand each other, also followed.
Compared to the ferries they passed along the way.
Ami City is considered small.
At a glance, low thatched houses, two-story stilted buildings, as well as the distinctive Hani mushroom houses and bamboo buildings are all lined up in rows, and there are probably only a few hundred households.
Bamo runs boats all year round.
I know a lot about all ethnic groups.
Simple words can also be communicated.
Chen Yulou, Partridge Shao, Kunlun and Laoyangren are better, just a busy place to visit.
However, Hua Ling and Miss Hong held hands all the way and went into the shops on the roadside to take a look from time to time.
Chen Yulou and the others did not rush, they just stood on the roadside talking.
After a while.
When the two of them walked out of a shop.
Except for the clothes on my body.
My whole style has changed tremendously.
Wearing earrings, bracelets, bracelets, and necklaces on her wrists, they are all shiny and silver jewelry.
There was a ringing sound all the way.
Like a wind chime.
It has a unique exotic flavor.
Especially the red girl, she has changed from the heroic appearance of the past, but has become a bit gentle and graceful as a Jiangnan woman.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel amazed.
I am used to her riding around the world and being a heroine with red feathers, but such a beautiful scene is really rare.
As for the flower spirit, the blood of the Zagrama clan already flows in her body.
The skin is fair, the bridge of the nose is high, and the eyes are different from those of the Han people.
Wearing silver jewelry at the moment, she looks almost the same as a girl from the Hani tribe, and is more beautiful and brighter.
Look at her outfit.
Partridge Whistle suddenly thought of the aunts he had seen in the village when he was young.
Unlike these men who are responsible for searching for pearls.
Women mostly stay in the villages.
They need to plant crops, spread leaves, and raise a family.
Only during important festivals, Zagrama clothes will be worn.
Today.
He seemed to see their shadows in Hua Ling.
Originally, at her age, she should stay in the village, but they really can't find a fourth person in their generation.
So...as the last girl of the Zagrama tribe, she could only follow his senior brother to travel around and travel around in these years.
Wearing Taoist robes.
Wearing a bun.
No different from a little Taoist nun.
It’s just that he doesn’t know that girls are naturally beautiful.
What little girl doesn’t want to dress up beautifully?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sad and self-blame.
If I could find Muchen Bead earlier, I wouldn't have to let her, a little girl, suffer along with me.
"Senior brother?"
"Hey, senior brother, Brother Chen is calling you."
Partridge Whistle was still in a daze.
Suddenly.
A sound like a silver bell came.
The blurred vision in front of him suddenly became clear, and when he looked down, he saw that Hua Ling was waving towards him, with a string of silver chains swinging back and forth on his white wrist.
"Oh...here it comes."
Take a deep breath.
The partridge whistle suppressed the mood.
"How about it, senior brother, does it look good?"
Hua Ling seemed to be extremely fond of the silver chain and couldn't help but ask.
“Good-looking!”
Partridge Whistle responded with a smile.
At the same time, he seemed to have thought of something again, and turned to look at his junior brother aside.
“Old foreigner, why don’t you go shopping?”
"Brother, I..."
The old foreigner was stunned for a moment.
In his impression, the senior brother was serious, and there was almost never a smile on his face.
Not to mention like this moment.
He felt a little strange for a moment.
"Go ahead, it's so boring to follow us. Besides, young people don't like the excitement. If you like something, buy it directly."
Seeing hesitation in his eyes, he also clearly felt moved. .
Partridge Whistle was even more sad, smiling and waving his hands.
“Yes, senior brother.”
Hearing this, the old foreigner finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He is not much older than Hua Ling.
As Partridge Whistle said, young people love the excitement, and he wanted to follow, even just to have a look. But Senior Brother and Boss Chen were talking.
He didn’t dare to leave.
Now that senior brother has agreed, there is no way he will delay.
"Kunlun, you can go too."
"See if there is anything you like."
Seeing that the old foreigner was about to leave, Chen Yulou also smiled at Kunlun.
"Yes, from the shopkeeper."
Watched the two people leaving.
In a blink of an eye, there were only three of them left on the long street.
Feeling the partridge whistle's relief, Chen Yulou couldn't help but joke.
"Brother Dao, I don't think we are too old, right?"
"What...oh."
Partridge Whistle didn't understand it at first.
When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but smile brightly.
"Brother Chen is naturally young, but Yang is already old."
"I, a real old man, am still here, what do you two say about being old?"
As soon as I heard this.
Bamo curled his lips and cursed with a rare smile.
In response, Partridge Whistle just shook his head and did not explain anything.
Thirty cubic meters on an average person.
But once the Zagrama people turn forty years old, their blood turns golden and they can only wait for death.
He is almost thirty.
If you were an ordinary person, you would have almost entered your twilight years.
Of course, this matter is a top secret in the clan, and he will naturally not tell it in front of Ba Mo.
"Since the young people have gone to hang out."
"We old guys...find a place to have a drink?"
Chen Yulou knew what he was thinking, but Smiling, he changed the subject and adjusted the atmosphere.
“You cannot drink while sailing...”
Bamo hesitated.
But before he finished his sentence, Chen Yulou interrupted with a smile.
"It's okay. Anyway, we'll spend the night at the dock tonight and sail the boat tomorrow. It doesn't count as breaking the rule."
Hearing his words, Partridge Whistle also showed a smile on his face. Subconsciously he looked at the bow of the boat.
Seeing this, Bamo couldn't refuse, so he just muttered that it was okay to drink but not drunk.
He is quite familiar with this small town.
I have been here several times before.
Immediately led the two of them through an alley. When they reached the end, they saw a bright light in front of them, and there was a tavern run by the Miao people.
"Among all ethnic groups, the Miao people are the best at making wine."
"Greg rice wine... Tsk, tsk, the taste is so good that after one drink, the two of you will think about the next time."
I saw a familiar tavern appear in front of me.
Barmo, who refused at first, now his eyes lit up.
The Yi people are good at drinking.
As long as it is a festival, there will be singing, dancing, and getting drunk.
This trip has been going on for almost half a month. For the safety of the boat, he has never touched any alcohol. Now, even after more than ten steps, he can smell the fragrance of rice wine floating in the air.
I just feel like the wine bug in my stomach has been tickled.
How can I bear it?
“Then let’s try it?”
Seeing this, Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle couldn’t help but smile at each other.
I didn’t criticize him, I just agreed with a smile.
Entering the tavern, Bamo ordered the food and asked for a jar of rice wine.
When opening the mud seal.
A strong smell suddenly spread out.
Even Chen Yulou, who has tasted countless good wines, couldn't help but feel moved.
Taking the pottery bowl handed over by Bamo, I couldn’t wait to take a bite.
Just hits the tip of the tongue.
A refreshing and sweet smell suddenly bloomed.
"How is it?"
Bamo seemed to have anticipated his reaction and asked with a smile.
“Good wine!”
Chen Yulou was not stingy with his words of appreciation, and called Partridge whistle again, "Brother Taoist, try it, it's really good."
Bamo looked over in surprise.
Although he is Yi.
But when you cross the river by boat, you go to many places, and your horizons are far better than those of ordinary people.
It is said that Taoists have many taboos.
But the one in front of me doesn't seem to be that particular.
Pinching the edge of the bowl with a calm expression, he raised his head and drank in one gulp.
“A good drinker.”
Bamo sighed without thinking too much, giving a thumbs up.
This kind of fermented glutinous rice wine does not seem to be strong, but it has a lot of stamina and starts to work very quickly. Even an old drunkard like him would not dare to drink it like this.
There was no hesitation immediately.
Pick up the bowl and satisfy your craving first.
When the jar of wine was finished, Chen Yulou, who was still unsatisfied, wanted to order another one, but Bamo, who was addicted to alcohol, was the first to resist.
An old face was already red from drinking.
He smelled of alcohol.
He finally saw how drunk these two young men were.
One bowl after another, almost non-stop.
Partridge Whistle was still drunk, but Chen Yulou, who was sitting opposite, was simply in a state of wonder.
My eyes are clear and my face is calm, as if what I drank was water.
“It won’t work, it won’t work.”
"I have to run a boat tomorrow. If I drink like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up."
Bamo waved his hand repeatedly to stop him.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou could not continue, but before leaving, he had two more jars in his hand, ready to take them back to the ship to drink by himself.
When the three of them left the tavern.
It has become completely dark outside.
The small town is lit up with Lingxing's lanterns, which contrast with the fishing fires at the pier outside the city.
We walked a few steps.
I saw Kunlun and the old foreigner approaching from a distance.
The old foreigner has a Miao knife on his waist.
Looks very satisfied.
He has mostly used a bow in recent years, but sometimes his manpower is exhausted. Qinchuan's bow is so powerful that even he can only fire five or six bows in a row before exhausting himself.
The mirror umbrella is a weapon for destroying demons.
It is not useful to deal with ordinary dangers.
And there is more than enough defense, but not enough killing.
He has long wanted to get a sword for self-defense, but he has never found a suitable one. When he was wandering around before, he took a fancy to the Miao knife hanging on the wall from a distance.
However, Senior Brother and Chief Chen did not stop.
He had no choice but to follow along.
After getting his brother's permission, the old foreigner thought about it and couldn't bear it anymore, so he returned to the shop and bought it.
Hung on my waist at the moment.
Under the light, he looked a little more solemn.
"Miao Dao is good."
Bamo said with a smile, smelling of alcohol.
Partridge Whistle is also quite satisfied.
Chen Yulou looked at Kunlun and saw that he seemed to be just going for a stroll, so he couldn't help but ask.
“Something you didn’t like?”
Kunlun shook his head and nodded again.
A few people were still surprised when they saw him take out a three-foot-long iron rod from behind him.
"When we got off the boat, Yuan Hong asked me to buy it."
I saw the long stick in his hand.
Chen Yulou felt that this scene was extremely familiar.
Something in the body is awakening.
Does the old ape really have some bloodline?
Suppressing the weirdness in his heart, Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows, "What about you, you didn't buy anything?"
"I bought candied haws."
Kunlun smiled and gave an answer that surpassed everyone else.
"You kid..."
Chen Yulou looked helpless. He thought he would buy something to reward himself after finally going out.
"Tanghulu is fine too. Have you eaten yet?"
Seeing the two of them nodding.
Chen Yulou did not delay, "Okay, let's go find Hua Ling and Hong Gu first, and go back to the ship as soon as possible to have a good rest."
"Yes."
The shopkeeper did not blame himself.
Kunlun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although he doesn't understand why Yuan Hong has a special liking for iron rods, spears and halberds, that is the ultimate romance for a man.
But...
It occurred to me that the shopkeeper used a sword.
Kunlun silently added the dragon scale sword to the back of the spear and halberd.
A group of people strolled down the long street.
The night is getting darker, the silver moon is like a disk above the head, and the faint moonlight is shining.
“In a few days, we should be able to reach Zhelong Mountain!”
(End of this chapter)