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I mused.
"Not necessarily the enemy, but the possibility of the enemy is very high."
I always feel that this incident is a bit strange, but I can't tell what it is.
Yan Sitong and I searched the cave again, but found no other clues, so we gave up and rested here for a while.
Yan Sitong's forehead was a little hot, which made me very worried, but she forced a chuckle.
"I'm fine, I can continue walking, it's important to find Zheng Sen."
I sighed.
"Thanks a lot."
We can't delay right now. After resting for more than half an hour, we can only continue on our way.
Fortunately, the rain has reduced a lot, but the mountain wind is howling, and people are still chilled.
Yan Sitong and I have climbed mountains and ridges all the way, and we have walked for nearly five hours since we entered the Shiwanda Mountain.
To be honest, my physical strength is a little bit behind. It would be okay if there were no previous fights, and I also feel tired at this time.
The road is winding and winding, with a wide field of vision ahead, and there are flashes of fire in the mountains.
Yan Sitong and I looked at each other, the fire was not small, and it was bright in patches.
"Is that a village?"
Yan Sitong murmured softly.
"Are there villages in the mountains?"
Right now, it is really a deep mountain, and it is still the 100,000 mountains in western Hunan. When we meet a village here, we are curious.
"Go and have a look, but be careful."
When you encounter a village, you must go and have a look, maybe you can find something new.
Besides, the location of the village is within the northwest mountain range, so there is no reason to detour.
Yan Sitong and I ran towards the village, and when we got closer, we realized that it was not a small village.
In the rain, the village is like thousands of lights, becoming the only light under the night.
And it looks very homely, with the atmosphere of the countryside in the 1980s.
I carefully looked at the appearance of the village, the stilted building, the workmanship is not exquisite, but it looks very beautiful.
Surrounded by green hills, there is a feeling of escape from the world.
Yan Sitong and I looked at each other and walked into the village.
The street pattern is similar to the rural environment, nothing special.
Under the rain, Yan Sitong and I approached the house next door. We came to the front and knocked on the door lightly.
Half an hour.
A word that I couldn't understand came over, and the general meaning might be asking.
"Who is it?"
Immediately afterwards, the door was opened, and a middle-aged man appeared in front of him holding an oil lamp.
He was wearing a collarless jacket with a full front and blue loose trousers on his lower body, which is standard for Miao people.
When he saw Yan Sitong and me, his expression was astonished, and then he opened his mouth vigilantly.
I still didn't understand, because his words were in a thick dialect.
I tried to communicate with him.
"Hello, may I ask if you can speak Chinese?"
The other party frowned and shook his head.
He understood what I said, but he couldn't speak Chinese.
While we were talking, a woman's voice came from inside the house.
The man turned his head and said a few words. Then, a simple woman stood by the door. After looking at Yan Sitong and me for a while, she waved to us.
She pointed to the rain outside and made a please gesture.
I said thank you to Yan Sitong and walked into the room.
The furnishings in the room are simple, all made of wood. Out of courtesy, Yan Sitong and I did not look around.
The man of this family put on his clothes, said something to the woman, and left with the oil lamp.
The woman poured two glasses of boiled water for Yan Sitong and me, and took a towel.
Immediately, both of us fell into silence.
I'm a little embarrassed now and don't know what to say.
However, during this brief contact, I found that the people in this village should have not been out of the mountains for a long time.
Prey and vegetation in the mountains are hung on the walls, and most of the towels and living utensils are made of things in the mountains.
This stockade should have lived here for generations.
This made me very curious.
Both of us were silent for a long time, and the door was pushed open.
?The man from the family stood by the door with a group of people, who seemed to be residents of the village.
I frowned slightly, winked at Yan Sitong, and secretly became vigilant.
However, these residents did not come in, they just stood at the door and looked at us.
The man waved at the woman, and the woman immediately got up and came to the door with a look of panic.
They seemed to be waiting for someone.
Under the curious eyes of Yan Sitong and I, the crowd dispersed, and a trembling old woman came in.
Immediately, all the residents bowed their heads, and they should have spoken words of respect.
Yan Sitong and I also stood up immediately and looked at the old woman approaching. Before we could figure out how to speak, the other party spoke first.
"Hello, foreign guests."
I was taken aback, and hearing the old lady's non-standard Mandarin, I hurriedly greeted her.
"Hello old man."
The old woman had a kind smile on her wrinkled face.
"I am the chieftain of Tujiazhai, and my surname is Wang."
Yan Sitong and I immediately responded, "Grandma Wang."
She is indeed old enough to be our grandma, but I noticed something.
Grandma Wang is not too closed, she is not surprised to see me and Yan Sitong, she should have contacted outsiders more than once.
"What are the names of the two guests?"
Let me introduce briefly, and then apologize.
"My friend and I were playing in the mountains and got lost accidentally. I'm sorry to disturb you."
It's not that I don't tell the truth, people must be careful when they are outside.
Although Grandma Wang and the people in the village look very simple, but what is this place, the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Western Hunan.
The northwest location that Ning An refers to is not too far from the Corpse Refiner's Cave, so I have to be careful.
As for my reason of getting lost, although it is hard to believe, it can be used to confuse people.
If there is a problem with this stockade, they will not be sure of my purpose.
Yan Sitong glanced at me and frowned slightly.
I know what she's thinking, probably she's blaming me for not telling the truth.
But I have to think about our safety, although I also have apologies in my heart.
Grandma Wang smiled kindly.
"The rain won't stop until tomorrow, why don't the two guests just stay here for one night, what do you think?"
Grandma Wang's conversation made me conclude that she is definitely not an ordinary person, no wonder she can sit in the position of chieftain.
The chieftain is equivalent to the patriarch, and in this village, she has the final say.
Yan Sitong and I looked at each other, then nodded.
"excuse me."
Grandma Wang said a few words to the man, and walked ahead first.
"Two guests come with me."
Yan Sitong and I followed behind, nodding frequently to the residents as greetings, and we came all the way to the end of the village.
There is a large two-story pavilion here.
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