Yilian, Yilian—" He hastily shouted loudly. The girl was running like the wind, without even turning her head.
Seeing him ruthlessly rejecting Yi Lian, the young men in Yingyuewu were furious and surrounded him with roars. Kun Shan's eyes were even reddened, and he was about to charge forward with his hatchet drawn.
"Brother Ah Ling, how could you treat us Yilian like this?!" Michai, the one who caused the most trouble just now, was named Zitong, and she was also familiar with Lin Wanrong along the way. Take a sip: "Eilian thinks about you every day, misses you, and waits for you to come back every night without sleeping! She is willing to do anything for you! But you, you treat her like this—are you still our Brother Aling?! "
Lin Wanrong waved his hands anxiously: "Zitong, it's not what you think, you don't know the situation in my family—"
"What are you calling him, Ah Lin?" Kun Shan roared, and rushed forward with a hatchet in hand: "I'm going to kill this Hua family dog!"
The girls in Yingyuewu hurriedly stopped him, and Zitong stomped his feet angrily, and said loudly: "The mother in the cottage is right, all the Hua family men are heartless, heartless and ruthless, they will only deceive us Daughter of the Miao family, I only hate that we didn't see through it sooner! From now on, you are not our brother Ah Lin, and Yingyuewu will never have a friend like you, brothers and sisters, let's go!"
"Zitong, listen to me—"
How could the young people in Yingyuewu have the patience to listen to his explanation, Qi Qi spat at him, splashed the clear water from the bamboo tube on him, and walked away with contempt on his face.
This change is extremely fast, and I haven't reacted yet. The surrounding area has already been empty, and the young men and women in Yingyuewu have long since disappeared. All the friends he had made in Miao Village for dozens of days had drawn a clear line with him, and in the blink of an eye he became a loner again.
Lin Wanrong sighed silently, not knowing what to say. Her eyes unconsciously fell on the grass in front of her, the jade belt left by Yilian was clearly in her eyes, she gently picked it up and held it in her hand, the belt was soft and fragrant. It seems to still have the body temperature of a girl. A pair of pink butterflies in the middle of the bamboo are dancing. Extraordinarily beautiful.
With an indescribable feeling in his heart, he carefully folded the white belt and stuffed it into his bosom, shook his head and smiled, but it tasted a bit bitter.
Gao Chief hurried over and whispered something in his ear. Lin Wanrong nodded slightly, but his reaction was flat.
While talking. Suddenly hearing the commotion in front, two groups of black seedling guards rushed over aggressively with hatchets in their hands, and surrounded them. The leader was Zhaguo's younger brother Zhalong.
Lao Gao blinked and said with a smile, "Here comes the troublemaker!"
Zha Long strode over, waving the hatchet in his hand, with a ferocious expression. Pointing at him crackling roar. Lin Wanrong and Gao Chief looked at each other. Both of them are from Xibei, and they couldn't understand a word of that Miao language.
After all, Lao Gao was used to seeing big scenes, he chuckled. He pulled out the hatchet abruptly, and rushed forward screaming. This move was beyond Zha Long's expectation, they are used to running rampant in Miao Township, and no one has dared to challenge them before! Only this black-faced man not only speaks obscure Miao language, but also has more courage than others.
Zhalong stepped back hurriedly, waved his hands, seeing that the two sides were about to fight, he suddenly heard a loud voice: "Stop!"
A thin old man from the Miao family came from a distance, his eyes were wide open and his face was full of anger, Zha Long shrank his head in fright, and hurriedly called out: "Uncle Hannong!"
Han Nong snorted, and said in Chinese: "Zhalong, what are you doing?"
Zha Long rolled his eyes, and said evasively: "Uncle, these two red seedlings don't obey the rules. Just now, they made a fuss about Micha in our cottage, and now they even threaten us with a hatchet. Out of desperation, I You and brothers have to defend yourself!"
"So, it's because we are few people, and there are many people bullying you?" Lin Wanrong grinned.
Zhalong's expression became ruthless: "Why, can't you?!"
***, there are many more shameless people than me in this world! Lin Wanrong snorted, wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
"Shut up!" Uncle Hannong was so angry that his beard trembled, he pointed at Zhalong's nose and said, "Your elder brother can't beat others in beating horses, so you bring people and horses to find trouble, what kind of skill is that?! Win it back?! You two brothers, you have really disgraced our Miao Village!"
This swearing and scolding was really cruel, and he didn't save any face. Miao's parents are orderly, and Hannong is the great elder of Miao Township, who is powerful and respected by everyone. How dare Zhalong talk back to him in front of so many people? His face was red and white, his teeth were gritted, he gave Lin Wanrong a vicious look, turned and left.
Seeing the great elder's pale face and gasping for air, Lin Wanrong hurriedly apologized: "Uncle, don't be angry, the black sheep are just a few, and the folks of the Miao family are all good people!"
"You're not a good guy either," Zhalong left. Uncle Hannong glanced at his face, and immediately poured out his anger on this fake elder brother again: "Guigui Lele, with thieves' eyebrows and mouse eyes, pretends to be the Miao family, trying to sneak up on the mountain Approaching the holy aunt, what on earth do you want to do?!"
Lin Wanrong blinked, and said anxiously: "Uncle, I really came to see Aunt Sheng, didn't she tell you?!"
The Great Elder snorted, looked at the red seedling clothes on his body, and suddenly became angry again: "You come to see the holy aunt, what about Yilian?!"
Elaine? Lin Wanrong sighed blankly, not knowing what to say.
"Hua Jialang, where did you hide Yilian? Did you bully her?! Tell me!" The coldness made the beard stand up.
"It shouldn't be considered bullying, right?" Lin Wanrong lowered her head cautiously, and said softly, "It's just that there was a little conflict just now. She hid secretly and didn't want to see me anymore!"
Seeing his evasive expression, the Great Elder silently shook his head and sighed, "Come with me!"
Hannong turned around and left with a firm attitude. Lin Wanrong looked at him with a terrified look, and rushed to catch up with him: "Uncle, where are we going?"
Uncle Han Nong snorted, his face was cold, and he didn't answer at all. Lin Wanrong made fun of the boss, so he had to shut up obediently.
The Huashan Festival has already resumed its excitement, with singing and dancing everywhere. Laugh and smile. He hit the high platform.
Whispering something, An Biru who was sitting next to her disappeared.
The Great Elder took me there, could it be that Sister An wants to see me? His mind turned, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was extremely high, and his brows were filled with joy.
The two walked for a while, but they went up the mountain road. Identify the direction. He actually went to the cottage hanging on the mountainside. The Baimiao cottage in Biluowu is built on the peak of the peak. I don't know how long it took. I felt the cold wind whistling, and the cold air poured into my neck. There is white mist and water vapor everywhere. It's like stepping into a cloud.
Lin Wanrong shrank her head hurriedly, not daring to look down anymore, but looked up. But he was already on the highest peak of Miao's cottage. Uncle Han stopped in front of a stilted building and hummed to him: "You, go in!!"
This stilted building is inlaid in the rock wall and has a unique shape. It was extremely quiet inside, not a single sound could be heard. Before he got close, he felt a chill rushing into his heart. Lin Wanrong's vest felt cold. He hurriedly said, "Ah, Uncle, what, what is this place?"
The Great Elder looked gentle, and smiled at him, "You'll know when you go in—"
"Can you reveal a little bit first, just a little bit!" He bargained with his eyes wide open.
Han Nong stretched out his hand: "If you dare not enter, then please go back!"
This is the aggressive method. I can't be fooled by you! He curled his lips secretly, and hastily pricked up his ears to listen, the stilted building was dead silent. There is no human voice, no breathing, like an empty city, only the bitter chill keeps circling in my heart.
The Great Elder looked at him with a smile, and fell silent, but Lin Wanrong was stared straight at him: What do you mean? What did the old uncle bring me here for? Where is sister an? Should I go through this door or not
He hesitated for a while but still couldn't make up his mind, Uncle Hannong said: "I'll count to three now! If you haven't gone in after calling three, then you should give up and don't blame me when the time comes! One!"
The Great Elder actually did what he said, and he will start counting immediately! Lin Wanrong's heart was pounding, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. This set of psychological warfare was his forte, but he didn't expect it to be used on him by Uncle Hannong today.
"two-"
The Great Elder's voice was fast and loud, like a reminder, it didn't allow him to think too much. Lin Wanrong gritted her teeth and shouted loudly, "I'll go in—"
Han Nong laughed loudly, opened the door violently, and kicked his foot on the crook of his leg: "That's right! Come in, Hua Jialang!"
Unexpectedly, this thin and tall Hannong was actually a hidden martial arts master. This kick was fast and fast. Lin Wanrong was caught off guard and kicked into the room by him.
The room was dark and windy. Lin Wanrong had just shivered when he heard a soft slap behind him, and the door was actually locked from the outside.
"Hey, Uncle, what are you doing?" He jumped to the door with a start, struggling to pull the handle. I don't know what the wooden door is made of, it's thick and heavy, it fits tightly, and there is no light at all.
The room was already dark, but when the door was closed, he couldn't see his fingers, and his eyes couldn't see anything in an instant. The room was huge and empty, surrounded by deathly silence, except for his heavy breathing, he couldn't hear anything.
He said it was quiet, but for some reason, he always felt that the room was gloomy, without a breath of living beings, like a cold spiritual house. ,
Soul house? This thought made his hair stand on end, and the cold sweat fell off his forehead. His heart was beating wildly, and he didn't dare to take a breath.
I don't know where there is a gloomy cold wind blowing, which makes people's hair stand on end. He took a quick breath, and slowly came to his senses. He kept groping forward with his hands, and moved forward cautiously.
The further you go, the more frightened you become. This room is unknown how big it is. It is quiet and gloomy. There is no table, no chairs, and there is no trace of living things. The deep fear is like a ghost, tightly entwined in my heart. .
"Zhi—" A scream suddenly came from under his feet, in this dark and gloomy room, it was as shrill as a ghost.
He was already very nervous, and this blow took away all his spirits, and he sat down on the ground with a splash, dripping with sweat: "Who, who—"
The trembling voice floated around in the empty room, and the echoes gradually rose, circling in my ears over and over again. He gasped heavily, endured the great fear in his heart, and slowly stretched out his hand.
There seemed to be something under the front foot, but he touched it tremblingly, but the first thing he touched was a human foot.
"Huh—" The corners of his mouth twitched, his muscles trembled, and his heart was about to jump out.
After a moment of silence, I suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why are this person's feet soft and soft, like a puppet? He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, touching the man's feet all the way up. There were arms and legs, a nose and a mouth. It turned out to be a puppet as tall as one person!
He jumped up with a crash, and said angrily: "Who, who played with me?!"
"Crack," all the candlesticks in the room were suddenly lit up, and the beautiful candlelight made him unable to open his eyes. He jumped two steps in fright, and hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands: "Who? Don't scare me!"
The room was still quiet, but the feeling was completely different. There was a soft breath behind him, which echoed softly in his ears, full of the warmth of life.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a charming Miao girl with a delicate face like a flower, looking at him with a light smile.
"Sister Master!" He exclaimed in surprise, and jumped forward to hug her.
"Hush!" An Biru pressed her index finger to her lips, with a serious face, shaking her head slightly.
"What's wrong?" He was stunned and stunned, looking at Sister An in confusion.
An Biru took his hand and turned around slowly, but he was completely stunned when he looked at it.
In this empty room, the only display is a tall sacred cabinet, which is filled with spiritual seats from high to low. An Biru knelt down softly, her face flushed, her hands slowly clasped together, her eyes misty, she muttered to herself: "My ancestors, my parents, my daughter has brought someone to see you!"