nine coffins

Chapter 359
There are thousands of mountains and boundless greenery, and it is summer in Dongling.

There is a green peak, an ancient road with a bend, and Amu in Tsing Yi walks slowly with a cloth bag on his back.

At this time, although the sun is high, the walls on both sides stand thousands of feet high, the ancient trees are towering, and there are many mottled tree shadows, so it is not very hot.

Amu has been walking for five or six days, and it is estimated that he has walked at least seven or eight hundred miles of mountain roads, but he still hasn't seen a village or a single family.

In the vast and deep mountains, if it wasn't for the strange cloth bag prepared by Ya'er, Amu would never be able to get out of this mountain.Although the cyan cloth bag is not a monk's storage bag, it also has a lot of things in it.

Food and clothing, broken silver spirit coins, tent sundries, everything.It has to be said that Ya'er prepared very meticulously and completely.

Among them, the map of Dongling is naturally indispensable, and it is a mortal map specially prepared for Amu.In addition, there is also a Dongling Domain Chronicle, which specifically introduces Dongling's geography, customs, martial art, etc., which is extremely detailed and accessible to ordinary people.

In the past few days, Amu has not been in a hurry, he always rises at sunrise and rests at sunset.

During the day, walk through the mountains and enjoy the scenery.Under the night, lie straight on the green hills and watch the stars in the distance.

Although he is not a hermit in the mountains, nor does he have the power of a monk, but Amu has a bit of fairy spirit.

In five or six days, Amu looked through the map of Dongling and the local records of Dongling.

Moreover, Amu also tried the North Cold Sect's Root Cultivation Jue again, and the result of the practice was the same as in the dream.Once he practiced, Dan Hai felt severe pain and couldn't practice at all, so Amu had to give up again in the end.

Amu can only temporarily pin his hope on the Brahma Dharma of Dongyang Ancient Temple, and see if he can practice it by then!If not, then try to find a way.

Now, the only thing Amu can do with cultivation is the art of forbidden pictures.When resting, Amu used the wooden branch and fork to outline on the ground, and then deduced.

But everything is fantasy, without magic power, no matter how many deduction in the mind, it is just talk on paper, but it is better than nothing!

At this time, after noon, Amu finally climbed over the green hill.This is already the seventh mountain that Amu has committed.Although Amu's immortal bone demon body is extremely energetic, it is definitely not Amu's wish to climb mountains and ridges in such a boring way.

Fortunately, Amu had just climbed over the mountain, looked from a distance, and finally saw more than a dozen families scattered in a mountain depression in the dense mountain fog.

someone!Village!
At this moment, although Amu was not as excited as seeing an oasis in the desert, he was still extremely comfortable.

Wouldn't it be nice to finally see people after walking the vast mountains for several days?

Feeling happy, Amu quickened his pace and went straight to the village in the depression.Amu decided to stay overnight in this small village.

Walking in the mountains was just like this. It looked not far away, but with twists and turns, it took nearly an hour.

When Amu finally entered the small village, the sky in the mountains had already turned dark.

In fact, this can hardly be called a village, because there are only a dozen or so scattered families.The houses are uneven and uneven. The most interesting thing is that these houses have different materials and styles.

There are stone houses, wooden houses, and thatched cottages. The styles are probably based on the hobbies of each family. There are all kinds of strange things, but they are very creative.

The small mountain villages are all very romantic, like a combination of many houses that shouldn't be together, and Amu didn't pay much attention.

At this time, a man in his thirties, carrying two wooden barrels, walked up to him. He was very strong, and Amu hurried over to say hello.

"Brother, may I ask where this is?"

"A small village in the mountains!" The man was not surprised when he saw Amu, and smiled, "No name!"

"Oh!" Amu also smiled. It is normal for such a small village to have no name.

The man looked at Amu, and said: "Are you passing by? Then stay here for one night and prepare some dry food! There is no village in a radius of five hundred miles. Anyone in the village can help you!"

It seems that there have been passers-by like Amu before.

After pointing to Amu, the man didn't stop. He dangled two empty buckets and went to fetch water while singing a folk song.

"Thank you bro!"

Amu smiled, it seems that the folk customs in this mountain are still simple and natural.

According to what the man said, Amu went straight to the first house.

The first family was built on flat ground on a hillside.They were two small wooden houses surrounded by a small fenced yard.

The yard is small, but tidy.There are two peach trees in the courtyard, half-ripe peaches, green but attractive.Under the tree, there are also a few poultry with bright feathers, which look like chickens but not chickens, and are extremely beautiful. Amu really doesn't know the exotic birds in Dongling.

It is really a good village in the mountains, just like a fairyland on earth.This master has a taste of living alone in the mountains
Amu sighed in his heart, and at the same time stood outside the firewood gate and shouted.

"Excuse me, is there anyone?"

"Squeak!" The door of the wooden house opened, and the people in the house heard Amu's call.Goodbye, an old man in homespun clothes walked out slowly.

The old man was leaning on a wooden stick, with a gray beard scattered in front of his heart, but he was in good spirits.

"Who are you looking for!" the old man asked hoarsely.

"Passing by! Old man, can I stay overnight?" Amu smiled.

"Of course you can, come in! The door is open!" The old man seemed quite happy when he heard that he was staying overnight, and called Amu to come in.

Amu responded, pushed open the firewood gate, and went straight into the courtyard.

At this time, the sun was just setting.

The old man was alone in this family, and he let Amu into the house.The old man asked Amu why he was going, and Amu said that he came from the seashore of Kuhai, and went to the ancient temple of Dongyang Palace to worship Buddha and petition.

Everyone in Dongling believes in Buddhism. Every year, I don’t know how many people go to temples to worship Buddha, make wishes, fulfill vows, and offer incense.Hearing that Amu traveled thousands of miles from the shore of the Sea of ​​Misfortune to worship the Buddha, the old man respected him even more.

"Come on! Haven't had dinner yet! Little brother, there is no hospitality in this small village! Drink two glasses of water!" At this time, the old man took out a hip flask and two bamboo cups.At the same time, they also took out two plates of wild game from the mountains.

"Thank you, old man!" Amu sighed, still in the ancient style of the mountains, warm and hospitable.

Amu was not polite either, picked up the jug, and filled a glass for the old man and himself.Although it is mountain sake, it has a rich aroma.

"Good wine!" Amusan said.

"It's just brewed from the mountains!" the old man said politely, but with a smile all over his face, "on weekdays, there are few visitors in the mountains! Today, you and I are destined to drink two cups!"

The old man was generous and hospitable by nature, so he raised his wine glass and invited Amu for a drink.

"Old man, please!" Amu raised his wine glass.The two drank it all in one gulp, like old friends.

"Dare to ask the old man's age?" Amu said.

"I don't know! I have grown up in the mountains since I was a child, and I work at sunrise and rest at sunset! I have forgotten my age! Remembering the time, how boring!" The old man laughed.

"Oh?" Amu was taken aback for a moment, always feeling that the old man's words were a bit strange.

Remember time, how boring!These words are so memorable.

One old and one young, drinking and chatting, Amu became more and more absolute. Although he was a wild man in the mountains, he returned to the basics. Many of the old man's words were quite philosophical.

In a blink of an eye, I heard someone shouting outside.

"Old man Mu, the water is coming!" Hearing the voice, it turned out to be the man Amu just met in the mountains.

"This old man's surname is Mu, but he really has some kind of fate with me." Amu thought to himself.

Old Master Mu and Amu went out of the room at the same time, and the man was standing outside the door carrying two buckets of water with slight sweat stains on his face.

"Oh! Brother, you are lucky to have chosen Mr. Mu's house! His wine is the best in the village!" The man smiled when he saw A Mu.

"Oh! Thank you, brother, for your guidance!" Amu also laughed.

"Pour the water into the jar!" Old Master Mu looked at the man and said, "Huzi, you have worked hard too, let's have a drink together!"

"No!" The man called Huzi poured the water from the two wooden barrels into the rather large water tank in the yard, "There are still three households that have not been filled. I have to hurry up, after the dry well tonight But there is no water! We have to wait half a month."

"Oh! That's right!" Old Man Mu sighed, "Then you should be busy! Come back tomorrow."

"Okay, let's go!" Huzi wiped off his sweat, carried two wooden barrels, and walked away again, but his pace was a little faster than when he first met Amu.

"Huh? Old man, what's going on? Do you need to be in such a hurry to fetch water? It's getting dark today." Amu asked slightly puzzled.

"Alas!" Old Master Mu sighed, "Brother, you don't know something. This village in the mountains has picturesque scenery and a pleasant climate. It's good everywhere, except for the lack of water!"

"Oh?" Amu was taken aback. This mountain village has lush forests, fruit trees and poultry. How could there be water shortage?
Seeing Amu's thoughts, the old man said again: "The inflow or rainwater around here can only be fed to livestock and plant fruit trees and crops, and people cannot eat it!"

"Poisonous?" Amu was taken aback.There is such a strange thing?Water, can it be fed to livestock, but not human food?

"Hey! Who knows. Anyway, if people eat it, they will die within three days. There is only an old well seven miles away in the back mountain. The water from that well is fine for us to drink. We can only use that well for our daily drinking water and cooking. water."

"It's good to have water to eat!" Amu frowned.

"Yeah!" Old Master Mu nodded, "But, the old well only has water during the seven days from the fifteenth to the 22nd of each month. After these seven days, it dries up again. We can only wait for the fifteenth day of the next month!" So you see, there are big water storage tanks in our courtyard. Today is 21, and we must fill up the water before midnight, otherwise we won’t make it to the fifteenth day of next month!"

Amu frowned, feeling that the water was really a big deal, if one day the well ran out of water, wouldn't the dozen or so families die of thirst?
"Then why does it seem that Brother Huzi fetches water by himself? There is no more strength in the village?" Amu asked again.

"Ah!" The old man sighed again, "The water is sinking, two buckets of water, one bucket of more than a thousand catties! The mountain road is difficult, and no one in the village can lift it except the tiger."

Two buckets of water, one bucket of more than a thousand catties!Amu was stunned when he heard that.

(End of this chapter)