The three of Lin Shuo and Lin Shuo under the Tiankeng had just started hunting officially, and everyone above the Tiankeng had already begun to enjoy the hunting results.
Eating, before humans change the way of energy intake, is still the hardest truth in the world.
If there is another good cook, then this truth will become a kind of enjoyment.
Zhou Lingshi is a good cook.
His family's culinary heritage is Sichuan Cuisine Xiaohebang.
Xiaohebang's culinary skills are inherited mainly in Zigong and Neijiang areas in central Sichuan. There have been salt wells since ancient times, and the salt industry is well-developed. The cooks serve rich salt merchants.
Salt merchants can be regarded as the richest group of people in ancient China. Of course they should enjoy the money, so they eat very carefully.
Xiaohe Gang's culinary skills are sharp and delicate. After this characteristic was passed down by Zhou Lingshi, combined with his experience as a hunter, he is especially good at cooking wild game.
But this time, when the old cook encountered new ingredients, Lao Zhou was stunned.
The seven grotesque creatures lying on the ground right now are not bad in size, they are generally about the size of a leopard, and the biggest one is no bigger than a tiger.
It seems that Ma Yixian was very particular about catching cubs before. He didn't catch that kind of giant beast with a huge appetite, but he only knew that the natural ecological environment of Shennongjia couldn't bear it.
But although they are not too big, they don't know Zhou Lingshi.
It can't be blamed for Zhou Lingshi's ignorance. He studied art in the Wu family before. After all, he wasn't a mainline inheritance hunter, but an apprentice with a foreign surname. The understanding of the different species of ferocious beasts is only based on the oral instruction of the master Wu Tiannan on a whim.
What Wu Tiannan told him were all things that appeared near the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau in the early years.
As for the Eight King Kong and Four Heavenly Kings in Shennongjia, their populations were extinct in China a long time ago, and they were captured by Ma Yixian from other parts of the world. They have already surpassed the experience of the Wu family of the Liemen Sancun family. Wu Tiannan didn't even know it. I don't even know.
Not knowing what it was, Zhou Lingshi was a little unsure what to do.
I suffered from this boring loss when stewing Gu carvings before, the meat was old.
So Zhou Lingshi looked at the eight guardians in front of him, and clasped his fists together: "Eight seniors, what are these?"
"Nonsense." One of the old guardians with white hair and who seemed to be about the same seniority as Bai Jing said, "Aren't you a cook? I'll leave the things to you and just watch and do it. Why are you asking so much?"
Another guardian was more honest, and said truthfully: "How do we know what this is, we are not hunters."
"Although we don't know why we came this time, at least the hunt was a great success. It's better than a hunter if it's not a hunter."
"It turns out that hunting is so easy. When I wake up, there is one head standing in front of me."
"If I had known earlier, we wouldn't be married, and we would also go to set up another Liemen family."
"Come on, you can stand up from your wife first, don't kneel down."
"Why are you two mentioning this? You, cook, do it quickly."
"It doesn't matter what it is, anyway, you are the cook and you have the final say, watch the cooking."
"that is."
"..."
Looking at the noisy group of guardians in front of him, Zhou Lingshi had nothing to do.
They are all seniors and cannot be offended.
And it can be seen that it is true that these few people have great abilities, but they will not do anything other than practice in this life.
At this moment, Master Bai was not around, and they didn't have a certain idea. Asking them was like asking for nothing.
So Lao Zhou looked at his elder brother, Wei Xingshan.
Old Wei was not picky eaters before, and he would eat anything after performing a lot of field missions.
Yesterday I ate a piece of Gu carving buttocks, my appetite became even wilder, this person is staring at the things on the ground and swallowing.
Aware that his junior brother was looking at him, Wei Xingshan rolled his eyes: "Can you ask me? The seven heads placed in the hunting gate are beasts and alien species. The official name in the research association is strange creatures. If they were placed in ancient times, they would be considered strange creatures." Exotic beasts. In short, I know what they are called collectively, but you have to ask Miao Chengyun what they are called separately."
Zhou Lingshi looked at Miao Chengyun again, Mr. Miao was paralyzed on the ground right now.
The person woke up, and Miao Xueping had treated the severed limb wound on his shoulder, and the bleeding had stopped and was properly bandaged.
After a large dose of painkiller was administered, he was already on a high right now, his eyes were not focused, and there was a smirk on his face.
Seeing Mr. Miao's state, Zhou Lingshi didn't feel too difficult for others, so he had to figure it out on his own. He stretched out his hand and pushed Wei Xingshan: "Help, let's tidy up together."
As soon as the words fell, he heard a singing voice coming from the bottom of the sinkhole behind him.
I can't make out what it's singing, but the sound is really comfortable and crisp.
The sound ray was reflected back and forth through the wall of the tiankeng, fluttering and lingering.
As soon as this voice came up, Zhou Lingshi was stunned, as if something woke up in his heart.
Tiao'er, Zhou Lingshi recognized, this is a folk song.
Zhou Lingshi studied art in the Wu family in southern Yunnan since he was a child, which is in the mountains of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau.
Most of the mountain people in the mountains can sing a few ancient folk songs, and they will naturally do so in Zhou Lingshi.
The folk songs that are really sung in the mountains have two origins.
One is when a group of people are doing the same physical work, in order to ensure that the rhythm of the big guys is consistent, the chant is shouted in the mouth. This rhythm is more lively.
Another kind of long tone is used to convey information over a long distance.
In the mountainous area, people can see each other across the top of the mountain. It is hoped that the mountain will run to death. If you really want to talk at a close distance, your throat will be comfortable, but your legs will suffer.
So you have to shout across the hill.
But when shouting, you must hear each other clearly, and it can't be short syllables, and the tune has to be protracted.
Otherwise, there will be a thunder on the ground, which is good for scaring people but not good for communication.
Moreover, it is not enough to just prolong the tone. It is better to have a difference in the pitch, so that the sound reaches other people's ears, and the beginnings and endings of the words are more recognizable, and they can be heard more clearly. This is how the original folk songs came about.
However, most of the information conveyed among the mountain people is to say hello, and then to say a few words, concisely.
If you really want to shout at each other in long paragraphs, there is only one situation.
Men and women teaser.
If there is something interesting between men and women, the chat will be endless.
The few folk songs that Zhou Lingshi will get are also of this nature.
At that time, he was in his twenties, and he was full of arrogance as a martial arts practitioner, and the words in his mouth were all nasty, and he had molested many women in mountainous areas.
Later, when Wu Tiannan overheard it by accident, the old hunter was furious, and he picked up a guy and cleaned up Zhou Lingshi.
After that, Zhou Lingshi didn't sing much.
Now Lao Zhou is over forty, half his life wasted, and he is alone.
I made an agreement with the current master before, this business is over, I will take a woman back, and we will be with him first.
So Zhou Lingshi's heart has been warm these two days, and his mind is full of men and women.
At this moment, Zhou Lingshi was standing on the top of the tiankeng, and when the folk song of such a female voice came up from below, he suddenly felt that he was twenty years younger and returned to the mountainous area of southern Yunnan.
I almost couldn't hold it, and my mouth was about to sing.
Just when the song was about to start, Zhou Lingshi woke up suddenly, and quickly put down his thoughts.
He remembered that there is only one woman in the sky and the earth.
Miao Xueping.
That is the strongest hunter of "Yungui Miao", and also a girl who grew up on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, and she must know folk songs.
She is now the second wife of her master and the aunt of her master Lin Shuo.
If I open my mouth and throw away those dirty words, the consequences will be disastrous.
When Zhou Lingshi thought about it, he was covered in cold sweat. He quickly looked at the people around him, collected himself, and asked, "Did you hear that?"
Everyone nodded in unison, among them Wei Xingshan smiled and said: "Hey, I didn't see it, my godmother's voice is really good. I guess they are going well down here, she can even sing."
"Isn't it?" Zhou Lingshi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and echoed.
"Junior brother, you are from southern Yunnan, can you understand what she is singing?" Wei Xingshan asked.
While the two were talking, the singing under the tiankeng was still going on, and Zhou Lingshi's ears were not idle while chatting.
After two sentences were put out of the mouth, the singing voice below also came up with a whole sentence. The singer paused below, probably to take a breath.
But she tuned down the whole sentence nine times, and she knew the tune of Zhou Lingshi, but she didn't know the words.
I couldn't understand what she was singing, it was neither Mandarin nor the dialect from the south of Yunnan.
So Zhou Lingshi shook his head, feeling a little strange at the same time.
Now on the top of the tiankeng, not only Zhou Lingshi and Wei Xingshan were attracted by this song, but the eight guardians of the Yun family also heard it.
"Oh, let alone, Miao Xueping has a pretty good voice."
"This madwoman from the Miao family is fifty years old, and she looks only twenty-five, but her voice is seventeen or eighteen!"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? In this generation of female hunters, except for Yun Yuexin from our Yun family, that's her. Except for her poor brain, she can do anything else."
"Lin Leshan's beauty is not shallow. Even if everyone is dead, he can still get a little wife. Can we brothers not accept it?"
"That's for sure. Let's forget about things like my little wife. The tigress at home is not enough to take care of."
"Exactly."
The guardians were discussing, lying on the ground, Mr. Miao gave a silly laugh, then swung his still healthy right arm, and said with his tongue out, "You sticklers, you know what the hell!"
"Hey, boy challenge!"
"Forget it, he's in a daze after drinking the medicine, so don't bother with him."
"That's right, we're both married members of the Yun family, so why bother with each other?"
"Uncle Cousin, this poem of yours is really good. If you want to say why our Taoist guardians of the Yun family are so united, it is because of this kind of empathy."
"Okay, okay, don't make a fool of yourself."
"Miao Chengyun, what do you want to say?"
"That's right, we don't know, you know?"
Miao Chengyun can be regarded as strong and cowardly at the moment, he was submissive in front of several guardians before, but now that the painkiller is effective, he feels like a heavenly king.
"Nonsense, of course I know. Miao Xueping, that's my cousin, can I not know her situation?"
"Then tell me."
"Hey! My cousin liked Lin Leshan, that was later." Miao Chengyun said, "Do you know why she couldn't get married when she was in the Miao family?"
"Is there such a thing?" Wei Xingshan was curious, and asked, "Why?"
"That's because the mountain is separated by the mountain, and the human face cannot be seen clearly. No matter how beautiful she is, it doesn't matter.
Men and women in the mountains have to listen to the singing first, and then decide whether to meet or not.
Not to mention her folk songs, she is tone-deaf, and her eating habits are not good, and phlegm is always stuck in her throat.
My old man said it, it sounded disgusting from a distance.
Back then, whenever my cousin raised her voice on the mountain, people from all over the world had to walk around the mountain she was standing on.
So, she knows a fart folk song. "
When Zhou Lingshi heard this, he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked, "Then the one who is singing next, isn't Aunt Miao?"
"Definitely not." Miao Chengyun shook his head like a rattle.
While talking, the singing from below the tiankeng came up again.
The singing is touching and soul-stirring.
But now when Zhou Lingshi heard the singing again, goose bumps all over his body.
He looked at Miao Chengyun, who was paralyzed on the ground, unconscious: "It's not Aunt Miao, who is that?"
"Don't understand?" Miao Chengyun smiled, shaking his fingers up and down, and said word by word: "This thing, it is not human at all."
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