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Chapter 11
Chu Huan reported his new trend to Old Wang with the tone and efficiency of the notice, and before the other party expressed his opinion-that is, before scolding his mother, he hung up the phone first, and then they got in a car and didn't know where to go. Bus.
When Chu Huan got into the car, he closed his eyes and calmed down. Until then, he couldn't help but replay the scene of Nan Shan cleaning up the liar. If he could, he almost wanted to record it, frame by frame. analysis.
At that time, the liar foamed at his mouth and fell to the ground, attracting many people to stop and watch, but since the liar himself has been here for a while, the locals have recognized him with a familiar face, so the onlookers returned to the onlookers. Everyone thought at first. This is pretend, no one cares.
Nan Shan, the culprit, stood blatantly outside the crowd, with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and natural, as if it weren't what he did.
The liar twitched while vomiting, and the twitching motion was like a puppet, like an invisible hand playing with his limbs. At first glance, he looked pretended, and his acting skills were a bit exaggerated. Someone looked at him. Le, until the liar spit out something red.
At first it was blood foam, but later there were blood clots mixed in.
When the people around saw the blood, they finally got serious. An old man who was a little older took the lead and looked suspicious. Zhang Luoqi wanted to send the person to the hospital. Chu Huan glanced at Nan Shan and saw the unique "Mother Mother". "The eyebrows were raised slightly, as if expressing compassionately, "There is still something to do today, so let's do it", and then he stretched away.
As soon as he lifted his leg and walked away, the person who was still vomiting blood just now pressed the pause button and immediately stopped rolling all over the floor. In the next second, the liar actually got up with shame and face inexplicably.
The onlookers rushed away. Just now, the enthusiastic uncle's face changed. He felt that he had been deceived. He shook his face at a liar, and he was angry like a gourd and left.
Maybe Nan Shan used some unknown herbal medicines. Chu Huan didn't understand Chinese herbal medicines, so he didn't think about it, but how could he explain the twenty yuan that floated over?
Could it be that an inexplicable wind suddenly blown, so it happened to blow over the liar's bowl of money, and so happened to blow the twenty yuan back to Nan Shan's hands with little by little?
Chu Huan almost suspected that it was the legendary qigong. It was not that he wanted to promote feudal superstition, but that he really analyzed it frame by frame, but still couldn't figure out how Nan Shan did it.
In this way, the imaginary Xanadu has been cast a little mysterious.
Chu Huan expected the length of the journey, but didn't expect it to be so long.
They first took a bus that leaked everywhere, and sat until the end of the off-travel. Nan Shan and Little Fang sternly thanked the inexplicable bus driver, and then they started walking, walking about ten kilometers of mountain roads, and arrived at one. Desolate wilderness ridges far and near.
Seeing Nan Shan stop, Chu Huan thought that the other party was going to rest, but Little Fang suddenly jumped onto a big tree with a kind of vigor and flexibility that was seriously inconsistent with his strong body.
The big tree is a few years old. It is thick and straight. It must be seven or eight meters high. Little Fang climbed to the top of the tree after a few ups and downs. It was as easy as walking on the ground. Chu Huan put up a pergola and looked up at him. The origin of ".
Little Fang took a metal horn from his waist, brought it to his mouth, and blew it up. It was not palm-length, and Chu Huan had always thought it was just an ornament on his belt.
The sound of the horns is wide and deep, and it is like a bitter sound with the sound of gold and stone, sent away with the wind, Chu Huan squinted his eyes, feeling that these horns are like some kind of call.
Sure enough, after a moment, he heard the sound of horses' hoofs, and Chu Huan looked up in amazement. He saw three horses running from a distance, and they stopped neatly in front of Nan Shan. Sahuan looked up and neighed around him like the leader. He just lowered his face like a baby, and asked Nan Shan to stroke his nose.
Another incredible skill.
In this way, the transportation of the three of them changed from "Eleven Road" to "Four Road".
On the road, Chu Huan wondered endlessly. He didn't know if the young man who passed him halfway could ride a horse. Most of the ordinary people had come into contact with horses in some leisure and entertainment occasions. If they were just riding, it might not be a big problem. , But riding on such rugged mountain roads...that would probably be less entertaining.
In this way, that man's decision to escape before the battle was really correct.
They walked in the wilderness and uninhabited places. At night, they spent the night on the ground.
Nan Shan and Little Fang two soil turtles have not figured it out. I probably don’t even know that there is another thing in the world called "tents". They both fully show the rough skin and thick flesh of the meal. A fire can make it all night comfortably.
Chu Huan didn't know if he was born with a weak scholar, he could reach his destination alive under the leadership of these two guys.
It can be seen that no one came after applying for many years is also very normal.
But for Chu Huan, the journey is still very enjoyable, because Nan Shan uses leaves to play different tunes during the night watch. While he plays, Chu Huan uses the chip hidden in his glasses to record. The sound of the flute is mixed into the night. Wind, romantic and graceful, seamless, without post-arrangement processing, has become its own style.
Chu Huan became a big fan of the original musician.
They rode for a whole day and night, and just when Chu Huan suspected that he had left the border, they arrived at a river.
The moment Chu Huan saw the river, Chu Huan understood why Nan Shan said "on this side of the river". Before that, Chu Huan, who thought he was about to travel the world, never thought that one day he would She was dumbfounded in front of a river.
I saw that behind the river were hundreds of thousands of mountains that stretched and connected, and the opposite bank was wrapped in a shallow mist. With his eyesight, he could not see clearly. The river water was like a ribbon hanging down between the mountains, winding down, and the water was not deep. , But it is clear that riding a horse should be able to go directly, but Chu Huan has a feeling that the other side of the river is another world.
Little Fang hurried forward, yelling, his voice lingering in the mountains, the birds in the forest flew up frightened, and rushed towards the blue sky without a trace of haze.
Nan Shan turned around and said to Chu Huan, "I'll be there just after crossing the river."
Chu Huan: "Your home?"
Nan Shan bent his eyes: "My house."
After speaking, he gently clamped the horse's belly and waded across the river. Chu Huan followed, and when he reached the middle of the river, the fog seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, the fog gradually spread into the water, and the visibility around him was getting lower and lower.
Chu Huan was in a daze for a moment, remembering what he had learned as a child.
"If the forest is full of water, there will be a mountain with a small mouth, as if there is light."
A hand stretched out diagonally and grabbed the rein of his horse.
Nan Shan: "I will take you."
The dense fog first became thicker and heavier. The visibility of the thickest place was less than half a foot. I don’t know how far it was before the fog began to thin out again. Gradually, sunlight penetrated in and was thinned by light. It's like a fairyland.
"Convenience boat, entered from the mouth, very narrow at the beginning, talented people, and walked for dozens of steps, suddenly enlightened, the land is flat, the house is just like..."
Suddenly, Chu Huan's ears moved, and he heard a long and tender cry, like a child, who couldn't understand what he said, but the voice was clear and pleasant.
Then, lower and more childish voices were added, babbled.
Nan Shan suddenly patted behind Chu Huan's horse. Chu Huan felt that the horse jumped into the air. He couldn't help but tugged on the reins. The dense fog in front of him suddenly dispersed, and his vision became clear in an instant.
Chu Huan couldn't help being stunned for a while.
The southwest is mountainous, and the local villages are not as large as the plains. Most of them are small in scale. Several households are adjacent to one village, but here is a rare one in Mapingchuan. The mysterious river is separated from Sancha here, like a snake that penetrates into the village. In the middle, one side is dense to the endless forest, one side is the undulating residential buildings.
Because the place is big, the gaps between the house and the house are also very large and scattered. A group of little cubs who are about to learn to walk run around in groups. The adults don’t care, as if they are not worried about them falling into the river in.
A few older children were already waiting by the river early. Seeing them coming, the little girl in the lead jumped three feet high, waved at them desperately, yelled a long name, Chu Huan heard Little That's what Fang calls Nan Shan, he guessed that probably represents a certain status of Nan Shan in the clan.
Chu Huan did not rush to ask, there are so many incredible things in this place, his eyes are a little too busy.
The sturdy leader girl by the river flew a kick, kicked the shirtless little boy on the ass of her fellow classmate, and kicked the shirtless little boy several steps. What she said "Wow, wow," the little boy did. Not angry, he touched his head honestly, turned around and ran away, perhaps to call someone.
The three of them went ashore, and the little girl immediately led a group of half-old children around Nan Shan.
Little Fang pretended to be angrily reaching out and patted her forehead, as if reprimanding her for being rude, and the little girl was unambiguous, like a little wild dog, suddenly slapped, and immediately fought back, leaped up and took a mouthful He bit Little Fang's slap.
One big and one small just pinch them up like this.
Nan Shan didn't stop him, turned his head to Chu Huan who was still standing on the shore and pointed to the little girl: "This is his child, the wooden picture, that is... the flower that just grew."
Chu Huan: "..."
This "Flower bone" is so fiercely filial and filial.
A large group of young children gathered near Nan Shan, craned their necks, and looked at Chu Huan with their heads. It seemed that a giant panda had arrived outside the mountain. It was very strange. I just don’t know what the habits of this rare thing are. Dare to come.
Chu Huan doesn't really like children. When a bear child makes a noise, his head can be two laps larger. However, he thinks of his cheating teacher status and feels that it is not too serious for them, so he bowed his head slightly and smiled to Xiao Xiao The cubs nodded in friendship.
The children screamed as if they were greatly frightened, and hid behind Nan Shan.
Chu Huan: "...I don't bite people, really."
Soon, other people got news, and the adults ran out one after another.
People here, both men and women, have long hair. Most of the men don’t wear shirts. The eyes of women are generally very large, and they look watery, but the bodies are mostly stout and aggressive.
Except for the less particular children, every adult would stop and salute respectfully when they saw Nanshan. Then, a few old people came out surrounded by the crowd, and the few old people who appeared to be very important stood in a row, Nan Shan greeted him, Nan Shan waved his hand indifferently, turned around and grabbed Chu Huan's wrist, raising it to announce something.
After speaking, he pulled Chu Huan through the crowd, everyone just followed, no one passed them.
No matter how blind Chu Huan was, he understood that Nan Shan was their patriarch.
The patriarch of a clan responded with a hundred responses on his own territory and said one thing. The old man couldn’t wait to worship him when he saw him, but with only one entourage, he traveled thousands of miles to pick up people in a county he was not familiar with. He dressed so strangely, in Mandarin. It is said that the virtues, coupled with the maverick behavior, are probably indispensable to be watched and jokes... But he is so full of expectations, but he still frustrated again and again, always unable to reach the people he wanted to find.
Chu Huan suddenly felt that this young friend was a bit remarkable.