Seven Evil Slips Chapter 72:

The driver is right.

In fact, before entering Sizhai, it was like walking through the vast mountains. Yan Hongsha searched the Google satellite map with her mobile phone and showed it to Muyo. The screen was full of dark green, light green, big green, and small green. , dotted with several place names in the distance, the passage between them is as thin as a white line.

And there is no provincial road or national road, and the county road is used instead.

When I arrived at Sizhai at noon, the car was parked near the county farmer's market. The town is not big. According to online information, the population of the town is less than 20,000, and ethnic minorities account for 80%. Sure enough, I got out of the car and looked around. In the past, the clothes worn by passers-by were different from what they usually saw. Many women still wore their hair in a bun, with silver or wooden hairpins stuck in their hair.

Kiyo found it curious and fresh. Although speaking of it, Yunnan is also a place where ethnic minorities live together, but here is different from Yunnan.

Old man Yan found a restaurant and asked the driver to have dinner with him. While waiting for the food to be served, he sent Yan Hongsa and Kiyo to buy supplies, and specially ordered him to buy a shovel.

Baojing was in the mountains, so he probably had to eat outdoors. Due to the restriction of not being able to eat meat, he could only buy biscuits, bread, and vegetarian noodles. Kiyo and Yan Hongsa each carried a large plastic bag.

I bought a small shovel, which was also one meter long. The owner helped me sharpen the edge of the shovel and wrapped it with cardboard to prevent myself or others from being cut on the road.

The two walked back to the hotel through the bustling farmers' market. On the way, Kiyo saw many people pursing their lips and laughing at them.

Yan Hongsha was carrying the shovel, and the big plastic bag of food hung behind the shovel pole, walking unsteadily.

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

Kiyo said: "What about the image? Hongsha, you really don't care."

Yan Hongsha plausibly said: "What's the matter, look at this vegetable market, there are no handsome guys anyway, why do you want such an image?"

Ask again: "Do you want to hang up? This way, I can choose the first one and the last one."

Kiyo hung up without hesitation.

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

Kiyo shook his hands empty, happy and relaxed, and began to look at the stalls on both sides. Passing by a stall selling eggs, the other party greeted her with a long bunch of eggs: "Girl, buy a bunch of eggs."

This place is actually very similar to Yunnan. The eggs are made of straw weaved into strings, and they jump up one by one. When you carry them, there are a dozen or so, like small lanterns. Kiyo bought two strings and hung them with fire On the "carrying pole" of red sand.

Yan Hongsha protested: "If you buy me another straw hat, I'll be a vegetable seller."

Kiyo said: "We can't eat meat this way, we can eat fried eggs."

She flicked the surface of the shovel with her fingers: "I've seen someone use the shovel as a flat-top pan to fry eggs, and it works well."

So I bought another small bottle of oil.

Back at the restaurant, the dishes are ready. Kiyo and the others are all vegetarian, but they specially ordered big fish and meat for the driver. After eating, the driver wiped his mouth and said, "I will send you down again. Send."

Kiyo was stunned for a moment, and then realized: when the old man Gangyan sent them shopping, he must have discussed something with the driver.

Send it down, the place where you send it down is the key.

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Muyo and Yan Hongsha agreed that they would sit on both sides of the van and record the landmarks along the way, so as to leave more guidance for Luo Ren and the others.

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

Old man Yan didn't say a word, the driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror and said, "Girl, Sizhai is already on the border between Guizhou and Guizhou."

The car got on the dirt road and was so bumpy that Kiyo had to grab the handle on the top of the door to stabilize his body. He didn't know how long he had been driving, but the old man Yan suddenly said, "Stop."

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

Old man Yan got out of the car, and Kiyo and Yan Hongsha didn't know, so they got off the car too. The driver helped them carry their luggage down, and said to old man Yan: "Old man, when you want to go back, you still call me. Even if I'm not here, my friend can pick up the job."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, turned the car around, and left in the dust.

Kiyo was shocked: Are you there?

It's very quiet here, front, back, left, and right, you can see mountains, old man Yan sat down on a stone by the side of the road, and said: "Wait."

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

Yan Hongsha winked her eyes at Muyo, and went to tell old man Yan what she said. Go out to the market and come back at night, today is Wednesday, and we can get a ride later."

Kiyo couldn't sit still, he looked at the terrain before and after running, took a photo and sent it to Luo Ren, thinking about it, he climbed up a conspicuous tree by himself, and weaved many branches on it into braid.

Excuse Luo Renqian: "The mountain shapes here are all the same at first glance. Don't miss the tree. It's a braid."

Luo Ren replied: "Got it, girlfriend."

Kiyo felt relieved and planted the tree.

When the sun was about to set, a mule cart came to the road. A strong guy in his twenties was driving the cart. The old man stopped him with a wave of his hand and told him about the ride.

While talking, Kiyo kept looking curiously at the people sitting in the car, there were men, women and children, there were many baskets on the car, there were bought vegetables, unsold embroidered clothes, women's clothes There is piping on the top, and there is a young girl wearing a flowered bamboo hat, which is very pretty.

Unfortunately, except for the strong guy driving the car, no one else can speak Chinese properly.

After stumbling and answering with them several times, Kiyo realized that they said they were "Maonan".

The guy who drove the car was called Zha Ma, he was very talkative, he let them get in the car before he could finish a few words, and he also took the initiative to get out of the car to help the old man Yan.

So the mule cart was on its way again with a wobble.

Zama asked the old man Yan: "Old man, should we go to our village or go to Moon Mountain?"

Old man Yan said: "Maybe I will stay in your village tonight, and I will climb the mountains tomorrow."

Going over the mountain? Kiyo gave Yan Hongsha a hard look, Yan Hongsha hugged the shovel and mouthed to her.

That is: I don't know.

Zha Ma took a look at Old Man Yan and said, "Moon Moon Mountain is not easy to walk. I heard that some people who walked for days and nights couldn't get out."

The old man Yan hummed, and told Yan Hongsha: "Hongsha, help me put the blindfold on."

It's time to rest. Kiyo heard from Yan Hongsha that closing his eyes is the most basic eye protection. The eyes of the old man Yan are precious, and when they are closed, they are much more than unnecessary.

It's a waste of time today.

After putting on the blindfold, the old man Yan crossed his legs, as if meditating. Yan Hongsha was afraid that the car would knock him over, so he kept supporting him.

Kiyo went to talk to Zama.

The village where Zama lives is called Qiju. He said that he couldn’t find it on the map. It was a small village with only about a dozen households. Moon Mountain is what people in their village call this mountain—the name is almost straightforward, because the moon rises from behind the mountain every day.

As for the name of the mountain on the map, and whether there is any professional name for the mountain system, Zama just asked three questions.

Old man Yan seemed to be asleep, snorting rhythmically and snoring slightly.

Zama looked at the old man Yan and laughed, and flicked his whip again, urging the mule to leave quickly.

Kiyo asked: "When can I arrive?"

Zama said: "It's midnight."

Middle of the night? Kiyo almost fainted. Seeing the mule walking unhurriedly, he felt impatient and said, "I can go down faster than it."

Zama laughed loudly: "Of course you can walk this kind of road, but you have to wade in the water ahead, and there are seven or eight miles of muddy land, and the mud can reach up to your knees."

Kiyo lowered his head to look at the big wheels of the mule cart. Sure enough, except for the center, the outside was covered with dry mud for a whole week. He was very depressed at first, but suddenly thought that Luo Ren and the others had to take the mule cart when they came in. Yes, when the time comes, three big men will squeeze into this mule cart with their hands tied. It's really fun.

Ask again: "What is the difficult way to go to Moon Mountain?"

Zama thought for a while: "Moon Moon Mountain is very big, very big, but I heard that there is also a stockade in it, and it is a stockade of the Han people."

"They are not ordinary Han people. I heard that those who hid in the mountains in order to avoid military disasters were all rich and noble families decades ago."

This is not surprising. Since the pre-Qin period, Chinese people have been striving for the dream of peach blossoms, away from the human world, and living in the mountains. There are too many examples to enumerate.

"I heard that in the deeper part of Moon Mountain, it rains 360 days a year, and it rains 300 days. Step on it, half a catty of mud."

"And..."

Zha Ma said half a sentence, then suddenly waved his hand again: "If you don't say it, you will scare you."

Halfway through the speech, she was still so mysterious. Where did Muyo come to Kenyi?

Kiyo said: "I am very courageous."

Zama was afraid that others would hear, so she only whispered to her.

"I heard people say that there are savages in Moon Mountain."

Savage? Aren't all the savages in Shennongjia?

Zama didn't know where Shennongjia was, and he looked very serious: "Really, the hunters in Gamazhai told me that that time, they brought four dogs into the mountains to hunt, and they met wild men... "

He said vividly: "It is said that it is a woman, the whole body is covered with hair, only the face and...the chest has no hair, the chest...is so big..."

Every time he talked about his chest, his numb voice would drop a little bit. After talking about it, his face would turn red, and he felt ashamed to ignore this with the young girl.

Kiyo asked: "And then?"

Zama said: "Let the dogs bite, but that savage, who is so powerful, would tear a dog when he caught it, and let her tear two dogs. The hunter was shocked, and then he had a reaction Hurry up, take a shotgun and shoot her, one shot hit her thigh, the wild woman screamed and ran away."

I don't know why, Zama's expression is so serious, but Kiyo wants to laugh instead.

She asked: "Then have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Zha Ma was taken aback: "Of course I didn't. If I wanted to see it, I would be miserable. You don't know. Later, another thing happened..."

He suddenly blushed and shut up.

No matter how much Kiyo asked, he stopped opening his mouth, and when he asked urgently, he stomped his feet, and the whole cart trembled.

Said: "Oh, you are a girl, I can't tell you."

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