Zongwu: fortune-telling with luck, the beginning is Xiongba's orders

Chapter 479
Between the mountains and fields, a figure in a blue dress was walking slowly.

Although the mountain road is rough and not easy to walk, but this person is walking on flat ground, walking comfortably and comfortably, and there is nothing wrong with it.

This person is none other than the nameless person who came to look for Mu Yingxiong according to the map given by Huo Yin.

Now that he has left the border of the Ming Dynasty, as long as he climbs over this mountain again, he can reach the place where Mu Yingxiong lives in seclusion.

Finally, Wuming turned over the top of the mountain and came to the other side of the mountain.

He stands on the boulder in the mountain, overlooking the mountain, a quiet and simple mountain village is quietly located at the foot of the mountain, the houses are continuous, and there is a simple and natural atmosphere everywhere.

Vaguely, Wuming could see people walking in the village in twos and threes wearing strange costumes that were different from those in the Central Plains, but they were so far apart that he couldn't see clearly, nor could he hear what these people were saying.

Suddenly, Wuming felt something, and turned his head to look at a big tree not far to the left.

Behind the big tree, two dark-skinned middle-aged men wearing animal skins were staring at him with curiosity and vigilance. Each of these two middle-aged men held a handful of homemade wooden Although the bow looks very rough, it is enough for hunting wild game in the mountains.

The two local hunters saw General Wuming looking over, looked at each other, and then began to communicate in a low voice.

What they speak is obscure and difficult to understand. It is not the official dialect of the Central Plains, nor is it a dialect of the Central Plains. In short, it is an unknown language that cannot be understood at all.

However, although Wuming couldn't understand what they were talking about, it was not difficult to hear from their tone of communication that these locals were wary of him, an outsider who suddenly appeared, and they didn't seem to welcome his arrival so much.

The two local hunters discussed for a while, and then they came out from behind the big tree and came to Wuming.

One of them looked at Wuming and asked in the unfluent Mandarin of the Central Plains: "Are you...Ming?"

Wuming heard the other party's question, nodded and replied: "That's right, I came from the Ming Dynasty, and I'm also the Ming person you call."

When they heard Wuming's answer, they looked at each other again, and then asked Wuming, "What are you doing?"

A look of reminiscence appeared on Wuming's face, and he replied, "Come to find an old friend from many years ago."

The local hunter who asked the question glanced at his companion, and then greeted Wuming: "Come on!"

After speaking, he and his companions turned back to the big tree where they were standing before, dragged out a few wild pheasants and hares from behind the tree, and then walked down the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Wuming stepped forward to follow.

Although the two local hunters walked in front, they would turn their heads to look at Wuming from time to time, and then whispered in a language that Wuming could not understand.

Obviously, although they planned to bring Wuming back to the village, it didn't mean they let go of their vigilance towards Wuming.

Wuming didn't mind this, after all, he was just an outsider, and it was normal for locals in the mountain village to be wary of him.

He followed the two local hunters all the way down, and it didn't take long before he came to the village at the foot of the mountain.

At the gate of the village, women from various families sat together, talking and laughing.

They held things like dustpans in their hands, some were picking herbs, some were picking wild vegetables, and some were holding their children and simply chatting.

Their faces were full of smiles, chattering, and there was not a word that Wuming could understand.

After seeing the two local hunters come back, two women in the crowd immediately got up and greeted them. Obviously, this should be their wives.

But soon, everyone's attention was attracted by Wuming who was following the two local hunters.

They looked at Wuming, who was wearing "outlandish clothes" and whose appearance was very different from them, with a look of surprise, curiosity, and doubts on their faces, and then there was another chattering discussion.

Wuming calmly faced the gazes of the crowd. He knew that they were discussing things about him, but he didn't care too much, because they were just passers-by in each other's lives. Maybe after today, they would never be together again. will meet.

After a while, the local hunter turned around and asked Wuming, "Who are you looking for?"

When they asked Wuming why he came here on the mountain before, Wuming once said that he was looking for someone, but in his impression, the people in the village seemed to have lived in this mountain since childhood and had never gone out. Opportunity to make friends with outsiders is right.

Wuming replied: "I'm looking for Mu Yingxiong, maybe he doesn't have that name now."

When Mu Yingxiong's name was mentioned, Wuming turned his head and looked into the village.

He didn't know how Mu Yingxiong found such a place, but since Mu Yingxiong chose to live in seclusion here, there must be something that attracted Mu Yingxiong here.

Maybe he can use this opportunity to take a good look at this place.

When the local Orion heard the name "Mu Yingxiong" mentioned by Wuming, he shook his head and said, "Not here."

Obviously, he was telling Wuming that there was no one named Mu Yingxiong in their village.

Wuming looked at the local hunter and asked, "Can I walk around the village?"

The local Orion frowned, but finally nodded and said, "Yes, but I will follow."

It is absolutely impossible for Wuming to act alone in the village by an outsider. If Wuming wants to walk around, he must be accompanied by him, a local.

But it's more like surveillance than escort.

Wuming also understood what this local Orion meant, so he didn't refuse, and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

"Walk."

The local hunter waved his hand, and then walked towards the village, Wuming naturally followed.

Behind Wuming's back, the discussion among the villagers continued.

Wuming was walking on the dirt road in the middle of the village, looking at the slightly low thatched huts standing on both sides of the dirt road, it could be seen that the standard of living in this village was not good, even a little poor, but judging from the previous sitting Judging by the smiles on the faces of the villagers at the entrance of the village, they don't seem to complain about their current life, but rather enjoy it.

The reason for this may be the truth, goodness and beauty in their hearts, or it may be because these mountains block their vision.

If there is a chance for them to see the world outside Dashan, maybe everything in front of them will no longer be a beautiful life for them, but a painful hell.

Under the leadership of the local hunters, Wuming moved forward and met more local villagers.

Most of these villagers are sitting in front of the courtyards of their houses, or walking towards the entrance of the village. When they see Wuming, they inevitably have to take a second look, and curiously ask the local hunter who led the way. Sentence, and then they just passed each other, and there was no other intersection.

Walking this way, they gradually came to the end of this village which was neither too big nor too small.

After arriving here, Wuming finally made some unusual discoveries.

It was a yard that didn't look very different from other yards, the only difference was that he could clearly smell the smell of boiling herbs wafting from this yard.

This is a taste that is absolutely not found in other people's homes.

Looking at the yard, he asked the local hunter beside him, "Who is the person who lives here?"

The local hunter replied: "Axiong, doctor."

After hearing the name "Axiong", Wuming knew that the person he was looking for should be here.

Thinking of this, he walked towards the gate of the courtyard, and the local Orion hurriedly followed after seeing this, and the vigilance on his face became even more serious.

Axiong is the only doctor in their village. No matter who is sick, he will go to Axiong to see a doctor. If this outsider wants to do something to Axiong, he will definitely not let this outsider go!
The courtyard door of Axiong’s house is open. Standing outside the door, Wuming can clearly see that there are some small stoves in the courtyard, and the stoves are supported by pots of obviously very rough workmanship, and there are concoctions gurgling inside. It's steaming.

In front of the small stoves, there was a figure in plain linen clothes squatting on the ground, holding a tattered cattail fan in his hand, slowly fanning the wind.

This person's back looks very strong, and it also makes Wuming feel very familiar.

The last time he saw this figure seemed to be 20 years ago.

Just when Wuming thought of this, the local Orion looked at Axiong's back and shouted, and Axiong slowly turned around when he heard the shout, he first glanced at the local Orion, and handed him a reassuring Then he turned his gaze to Wuming.

He looked at Wuming, and there was not much surprise on that slightly dark and vicissitudes of face, because he had already noticed Wuming's arrival as early as the moment Wuming entered the village.

"Big brother."

Wuming looked at Mu Yingxiong, whose alias was Axiong, and called out "Big Brother" that he hadn't said in 20 years.

When Mu Yingxiong heard the "big brother", a look of nostalgia for the past appeared on his expressionless face.

He stood up slowly and said, "Yingming, how long has it been since we met."

Yingming, Mu Yingming, this is Wuming's name when he was in the Mu Mansion, and it has been many years since anyone called him that.

Wuming pursed his lips, and responded to Mu Yingxiong: "It's been more than 20 years, brother, how are you doing?"

In fact, seeing such a somewhat difficult living environment, Wuming didn't think that Mu Yingxiong would live a good life. It's just that everyone has their own ambitions. Some people pursue prosperity and wealth, while others don't necessarily care about these enjoyments beyond the soul.

And he clearly knew that Mu Yingxiong was such a person.

Otherwise, how could Mu Yingxiong have lived in seclusion in such a small mountain village for more than 20 years!
Faced with Wuming's concern, Mu Yingxiong smiled slightly and replied, "I'm doing well."

(End of this chapter)