Chapter 10 Chapter Ten Secret Love in Peach Blossom Spring

This paradise-like village is all stilted buildings on stilts. The houses are built against the mountain, half of which is against the mountain, and half of which stretch out two long wooden legs. All of them are two-story wooden structures on the top of the mountain. Supported by a log column, the vacant area is used to store firewood and livestock. The second floor is a place to eat and sleep, and the top floor is a warehouse for stacking grain and sundries. Master Zhang Yao was very curious about such buildings, and he said as he walked, "Why is it so popular to build stilted buildings here? When I went to Chengdu, all the stilted buildings were built on both sides of the Funan River, but other people's stilted buildings are more solid than this one." , the small blue tiles covered, the windows brightened the pavilion, much more than this foreign plate. It uses bark to cover the roof, and I don’t know if it leaks or not.”

Zhang Ziheng muttered: "Yaoye, you are just eating carrots and worrying about it. What does it matter to you whether the house is leaking or not?" Zhang Yaoye said: "I just think of what to say." The old monk Jingyuan led Zhang Yaoye and Zhang Ziheng around several stilted buildings, and walked straight towards the back mountain. When they passed by a stilted building, they suddenly heard a burst of snickering from above their heads. I saw a few monkey-like lean and alert children hiding among the branches of a large acacia tree.Although the clothes of this group of children were heavily patched and looked very old, every patch was smoothed and properly washed.

The children looked down at the stranger passing under the tree and giggled, with unscrupulous expressions on their faces. At this time, another group of mysterious people came towards them. None of these people were very tall, only about 1.56 meters in height. They all wore short jackets with exposed arms, with huge chest muscles, rolling muscles, and bronze-colored The lines on his face are clear and deep, just like the texture of a mountain rock, highlighting his hard and stubborn character.They were all dressed in the same color of indigo-colored coarse cloth, with a self-made long knife about a foot long on their waists, and a birdcrack across their shoulders, each of which had been wiped black and shiny. shiny.The costumes of this group of people are not very strange, but the buns on their heads are a bit nondescript.The hair around the head was shaved off, leaving only a palm-sized area on the top of the head with a long lock of hair, which was then tied into a delicate and beautiful bun.

Zhang Yaoye and Zhang Ziheng had never seen such a well-dressed man before, so they were a little surprised for a while. The leader was a man in his thirties who was even smaller, with a shining silver collar around his neck. He was only 1.5 meters tall, but he had a pair of strange big feet and a pair of thick and strong legs. legs. When this group of people came towards them, the short man in the lead stopped first, put his hands together in front of his chest, and respectfully saluted the old monk Jingyuan. The old monk Jingyuan also put his hands together and sang the Buddha's name to the group: "Amitabha!"

After this group of people brushed past Zhang Yaoye and the others, Zhang Yaoye was very surprised, and asked the old monk Jingyuan: "Are they the hunters here?" The old monk Jingyuan said: "They are not hunters, they are just gunmen of this tribe. Here, guns are the honor of every man's lifelong companionship. The leader just now is their gun god! He is called more roll!" Master Zhang Yao let out a sigh, and said: "It's true that people are not judged by appearances, and sea water is not to be measured!" After another stone arch bridge, there was a burst of "cracking" sound from under the stone arch bridge. The sound was orderly, as if a group of people were beating drums and clappers.This kind of simple but very rhythmic crackle bounces across the valley and bounces back.Following the sound and looking down the bridge, I found a group of beautiful women washing clothes on the stones by the river.

The women were also washing their clothes while looking up at Mr. Zhang Yaoye and Zhang Ziheng passing by on the bridge. Their faces were filled with happy smiles. Zhang Yaoye and Zhang Ziheng splashed it up, and at the same time made teasing sounds of "ohhh". Master Zhang Yao blushed and said with a smile: "Why are the women here so out of shape?" The old monk Jingyuan smiled at Master Zhang Yao: "That's because you are discriminatory, that's why you say such out-of-the-ordinary words, haha...they are simple-minded, and what you said is correct here is irrelevant, haha... "

Zhang Ziheng was even more unaccustomed to such a battle, he put his hands into his cuffs, bowed his waist and hurriedly walked across the stone arch bridge. At this time, under the stone arch bridge came the folk songs of several women, the voices were mellow and delicate, as clear and attractive as the clear springs in the mountains: