In the vast mountains, I did not expect that there is a bluestone path at the entrance of the mountain.
According to my opinion, such secretive sects and villages should be hidden deep in the vast mountains. Even if there is no serious secret passage like the Shemen Gate, at least it will not be so obvious. There is also a bluestone path. Bar
I think things are not that simple, and this path is not the key. The key is that there is a strange stone statue at the intersection of the path. At first glance, it looks like a cow, but at a second look, it looks like a tiger. The hair on its body The roots are upright, it looks sharp and has an unusual aura, and it also has a pair of wings.
What is this? I watched it for a long time and couldn't figure it out. It reminded me of some kind of monster in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", but I didn't think it was right? But the master stared at the sculpture with squinted eyes for several times, and then looked away.
Because there was an old man sitting next to the carving, wearing typical Miao clothing. He was holding a cigarette in his mouth and smoking it with half-squinted eyes. This was the key point that Master and I paid attention to. What happened so early in the morning? Is there someone sitting here
And what’s more difficult is that his demeanor seems harmless, but in fact he has a feeling of being repelled thousands of miles away. He simply refuses to talk to me and Master. Could it be that we have to pass directly by him? past
I thought about what happened last night again. Didn't someone come to watch us secretly? I vaguely saw only the back of an old man. Is it this old man? I'm not so sure.
The atmosphere was a little stagnant at this time. Master took out the dry tobacco pole and walked directly over. I quickly followed and walked to the intersection in a few steps. I was about to pass through the strange carving and the old man. It was very abrupt. , the old man who was sitting cross-legged seemed to have inadvertently stretched out a foot to stop us.
I didn't pay attention and almost stepped on the old man's leg. I exhaled angrily and raised my foot again, ready to step over. Even if it was a little rude, I couldn't help it. It seemed that the master had the same idea. .
Unexpectedly, as soon as Master and I raised our feet, the old man raised our feet a little higher, blocking our way.
I felt a little angry. Even if we weren't allowed to pass, couldn't that person be able to communicate? Why are you so silent, just to block the way between Master and me
However, no matter how angry I was, I still knew one thing, which was to respect the elderly, so I took a deep breath and simply stepped aside. I wanted to see what this strange old man wanted to do? Compared to my performance, Master was more calm.
He smiled and did not go over. Instead, he sat next to the old man, took out the tobacco leaves, and began to fill the tobacco carefully. This action made the old man sitting next to the stone statue a little surprised. He opened his eyes. I opened my eyes, glanced at my master curiously, and then closed them again.
My master didn't say anything, as if he hadn't seen him, and just lit up his cigarette... I saw my master smoking a cigarette, so I just sat down on the bluestone road with such a big bag on my back. It's not easy to sit down, but I'm happy to take a rest.
Soon, the aroma of dry tobacco wafted into the air... This aroma was naturally not as good as the tobacco leaves my master smoked before, but it was pretty good.
The master is not very particular about many things, and even his clothes are often messy, but he is very particular about three things. Listed in order, they should be tobacco leaves, tea, and wine.
But good tea and good wine are rare, and these dry tobacco leaves have become the master's greatest enjoyment... So I just randomly selected the dry tobacco leaves during the escape. I think they are ordinary, but in fact they are not ordinary goods. Plus His dry tobacco stick had long been used to smoke the top-quality tobacco leaves in the past, so it naturally left a trace of fragrance in it. It smelled very good when mixed with it. In short, it was much better than ordinary dry tobacco.
The master just smoked a dry cigarette quietly, and from time to time he took his military kettle to drink a few sips of water, looking very carefree.
Just like that, after smoking about half a pack of cigarettes, the old man sitting next to him finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He sniffed a few times in a subtle way and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. He looked at me a little funny... I was early. I noticed that detail. Even this old man was holding a dry cigarette. The stick was the same as my master's. It was rubbed extremely smooth. He seemed to be a dry cigarette lover. It was normal to have such a reaction. I secretly admired it. Ginger is still old and spicy. Master's mind is actually more delicate than mine, and he actually came up with such a crooked trick.
I think the master must have noticed the old man's subtle movements, but he didn't say anything. After more than a minute... the old man finally couldn't help it anymore, opened his eyes, and started to do the same. Fill the tobacco leaves, light the tobacco and start smoking.
The atmosphere was a little strange. The three of them didn't speak to each other, and they didn't even know him. They just sat side by side on the bluestone road, seemingly very intimate. What would happen next? No one has a clue.
I am an outsider in dry tobacco, but no matter how amateur I am, I can still tell that the old man's dry tobacco leaves are much worse than my master's. Mixed with the scent of master's dry tobacco, it is simply a bit pungent.
He may have also noticed this problem, so he took two puffs, which seemed quite boring, and then looked at the master's dry tobacco rod and quietly swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva. It was estimated that the fire was almost done, and the master suddenly handed his own dry tobacco rod to the old man. In front of me, he said: "Would you like some?"
The old man looked at the master, his eyes clearly showing that he was tempted, but he still refused rather bluntly. He raised his dry tobacco pole and said, "I have it!"
The voice sounded quite hoarse, as if the voice had been damaged by yelling for a long time.
The master was not angry when faced with this rejection. Instead, he smiled and took another long puff of dry cigarette in front of the old man. After exhaling the smoke leisurely, he said: "The leaves of my tobacco have a very special taste. How about some? As the saying goes It is said that to make friends with wine, you need someone who understands wine. It would be good if we make friends with cigarettes. I think you also know how to smoke."
While speaking, the master once again handed the dry tobacco pole to the old man with a sincere look. The tobacco leaves were slowly burning in front of the old man. The old man's throat moved twice, and finally he stretched out his hand, almost as if to grab it. He grabbed the dry tobacco pole from the master's hand and started to smoke it.
While puffing away the smoke, he closed his eyes in enjoyment, looking intoxicated.
The master was not annoyed by the old man's rude and impolite actions. He just looked on with a smile... When he gave it to the old man, the master still had more than half a bag of dry cigarettes. As a result, it didn't take long for the old man to give it to him. He smoked it cleanly.
At this time, when he handed the dry tobacco pole back to my master, his eyes looked at us softer, but more of a feeling of unfinished business, and he reluctantly licked his lips with his tongue.
"Is this smoke strong?" the master asked.
The old man may have been soft-spoken, and his harsh voice softened a lot, and he said: "It's exciting, very good. I have never smoked such good tobacco leaves."
Even though his voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, his tone was much softer.
The master smiled "hehe" and patted the old man on the shoulder. The old man didn't object. Then the master didn't say anything. He stood up, turned around and walked towards the mountain. When I saw it, I also immediately He came to his senses and quickly followed his master towards the mountain.
This is what Master wants. You smoked my bag of dry cigarettes, and you still have the nerve to stop me
Sure enough, this time the old man didn't stretch his legs to stop us, but when we took less than three steps, we suddenly heard the old man's voice behind us: "You... you can't go up the mountain?"
Master and I turned around almost at the same time and glanced at the old man. Although he looked a little embarrassed, his eyes showed determination. It seemed that he had made up his mind not to let us go up the mountain.
The master narrowed his eyes slightly, touched his chin beard out of habit, even though it had been shaved clean, and then asked knowingly: "Why can't you go up the mountain?"
"Anyway, I just can't go up the mountain." The old man seemed to be a man of few words, and because he smoked a bag of dry cigarettes from my master, his confidence seemed a little lacking.
"Is this mountain contracted by your family? Then let's go another way." The master pretended that he really wanted to change the way. In fact, the reality is that no family can contract such a big mountain, right
As a result, Master and I took two steps down the mountain. The old man became anxious and stretched out his hand to stop us and said, "We can't go another way."
In fact, other than this bluestone road, where is the road? What does this old man mean
At this time, the master changed his expression and said: "Brother, this is what's wrong with you, isn't it? You can't have the whole mountain as yours, and you can't let someone change the way up the mountain? Besides, I should be kind to you, right? ? I’m willing to share such expensive dry tobacco leaves with you, so you can’t treat me like this, can you?”
At this time, I finally fully understood the master's intention. He didn't want to go up the mountain with a bag of dry cigarettes. He simply set up a trap for the old man to get in by himself... He wanted to know more!