the last priest

Dragging his exhausted body along the bone-strewn buffalo ditch until the noon of the second day, the front suddenly opened up, and Chaozi looked up to the sky and shouted: "My God, I finally reached Toula!"

The actual distance is twice as far as Lao Dao estimated, that is to say, the bison ditch is completely a curved "S" shape, and it keeps wandering in it.

At this pass, everyone collapsed on the ground, wrapped in sleeping bags indiscriminately, and started to rest. Even Cha Wenbin and Lao Dao couldn't help but close their eyes, they were too tired.

I don't know how long it took, there was a "twittering" sound from around, followed by Lao Dao's loud scolding and the sound of the gun bolt being pulled.

Zha Wenbin got up and took a look, there was a group of dark people around here at some point, surrounded them in the middle and made three layers inside and three layers outside.

These people held all kinds of strange weapons in their hands, including bronze and stone, some Mongolian scimitars, and some people simply held sticks.They had no clothes, only animal skins. Some wore necklaces made of animal teeth, while others hung colorful stones around their necks.

Those people were eager to try with knives, guns and sticks. Some children even threw stones at them and yelled fiercely. No one could understand their language, but their expressions were not so friendly.

Chaozi got a little impatient, and yelled: "Where did you come from, these savages, I'll kill you if you get so anxious!"

Lao Dao leaned against Cha Wenbin and asked, "Is it a Yin soldier?"

Cha Wenbin said: "Man, this is a living person, maybe an aborigine here, it's best not to move around."

Lao Dao shouted loudly: "Don't move around, don't shoot without my order!"

These people might not be able to hold back any longer. Some of the more courageous ones had already stabbed them with spears in their hands, but they all blocked them back, and the encirclement began to get smaller and smaller. When they were not back to back, Lao Dao fired into the sky with a "bang". The clear sound of the gun made those people all back away. The people behind were knocked down one after another before it was too late. Several children had already started to shoot. The frightened "Wow" burst into tears.

I don't know whether Lao Dao's shot calmed them down or angered them. One of them picked up the horn hanging from his neck and put it in his mouth, and blew it, and there was a sound of rumbling horseshoes not far away. , the group of people very consciously moved out of the way, and then four or five big men rushed in waving long knives in their hands, facing them aggressively.

"Friend, we are not hostile." Cha Wenbin tried to explain to the other party.

"@%#@*&@#!" The other party burst out a series of incomprehensible words, and the tone still made them feel hostile.

Cha Wenbin had to ask Zhe Luo: "What is he talking about?"

Zhe Luo was a little scared, and he leaned into Cha Wenbin's ear and said softly: "I don't understand, this is not Tibetan, and I have never seen a person with such a dress here."

Seeing Zha Wenbin and the others whispering to each other, those people became more and more angry. One of the big men suddenly clamped his legs towards his horse's belly, and then rushed towards them with a loud shout.

Seeing the movement, the other party was about to kill him. What he was holding was a shining big knife. Seeing that the man was about to be killed, the old knife raised his gun and was about to shoot. At this time, a tall figure rushed over. He hugged the horse's head and roared "Ah!", a scene that shocked everyone happened. The horse and its rider were slammed to the ground together.

Then the tall figure stepped forward and kicked away the knife in his hand, grabbed the opponent's clothes with both hands, and raised it over his head without much effort, as if he was about to throw it at the crowd.

At this time, Cha Wenbin shouted: "Brother Dashan, no, you let him down!"

The flesh-faced Dashan smiled "hehe" at the person he was holding high, then threw it on the ground, clapped his hands and returned to Cha Wenbin's side.

Lao Dao and his group were dumbfounded, how capable they are to overturn a galloping horse with bare hands, the muscles of the man on the ground were about to explode, he looked at least one hundred and forty Fifty catties, just being lifted above his head so easily, is this still a human being?

The felled man stood up in embarrassment, and the group of people behind him started to roar with laughter, which made the man even more angry. He chased after the mountain that was walking back with his bare hands, and Lao Dao shouted: "Brother, be careful!" later!"

But it was already too late, the big man clasped Dashan's shoulders with both hands, and let out a ghostly scream of "Hey", his teeth were about to burst out, he must have exhausted all his strength.But Dashan was as motionless as a wooden stake. Suddenly, he clasped the hand on the left shoulder with both hands, pushed his buttocks back, opened his horse, and shouted: "Fuck you!".Only a "bang" was heard, and a humanoid object flew four or five meters away.

"Okay!" Chao Zi and Zhuo Xiong took the lead in applauding, and even Lao Dao and his people couldn't help applauding Da Shan's hand.

The man lying on the ground got up and shook his head vigorously. The stones on the ground had wiped off a layer of skin on his face. His steps were a little unsteady, and he wobbled and walked over again.

Dashan thought he was going to fight, so he set his posture. Who would have thought that the man walked up to him and suddenly knelt down, took a small thing hanging from his waist, put his hands over his head, and hummed I don't understand words.

This thing was snatched by Cha Wenbin, holding it in his hand a little excitedly, and shouted, "Old Wang, come quickly and see what this is?"

Lao Wang took it over and took a look, he couldn't open his mouth for a long time: "God, I saw this thing!"

This is a soap-sized plaque, which seems to be cast in bronze. There is a hole in the top of the plaque, and it is worn with the ligament of an unknown beast. It looks like it is probably a token.

What shocked them was not the token, but the pattern engraved on it. This pattern has appeared countless times in Cha Wenbin's dreams. The first time he saw it with Lao Wang in the General Temple , that kind of crooked and bug-like writing, Lao Wang later said that it should be a kind of ancient minority writing, without any historical records.

Later, they couldn't help but found the suspected "Ruyi Book" in the temple. They successively used this kind of characters in Qifeng Mountain and the man in the dream on the lake in Fengyuan.They don't know how long they have been looking for it. There is no one who can recognize this kind of writing in this world. Until today, they actually saw someone who used this kind of writing as a token!

Lao Wang handed the token to Dashan's hand and said: "You let him get up first, it seems that this should mean that you defeated him and he surrendered to you."

"Oh!", Dashan went to help the man on the ground, and then Cha Wenbin pointed to the token and made gestures with the big man, which probably meant where it came from.

Before language was invented, people have always expressed themselves with their bodies. Until now, people with language barriers can still use this most primitive way to communicate with each other.

This trick really worked, and the other party probably understood that they couldn't rely on words to communicate, and while muttering and making gestures, he pointed at himself first, and then at Zha Wenbin.

"He meant to ask where we came from." Old Wang said from the side.

Cha Wenbin pointed to the bison ditch outside, the man's face changed accordingly, it was an unbelievable expression, and then hurriedly dragged him and the fleshy face into their crowd, still yelling loudly, Those people immediately moved out of the way.

The group of people who were looking at everything just now turned into a group of hospitable friends. They surrounded other people in the middle, and they all followed the big man with a happy expression on their faces and walked forward.

Not far away, a row of houses made of wood and animal skins can be vaguely seen. There are women preparing food and children playing and laughing. When they see a group of strangers visiting, they immediately drop their things and run into the house. He entered the house, and then hid by the door to watch secretly.

Soon they were brought into the largest and the most central room here. Several men with weapons stood guard at the door of the room, and they opened the curtain made of animal skins. Inside was a stove containing charcoal fire. Wangwang, the floor is covered with a thick layer of sheepskin, which is soft and very comfortable. There is an elder by the stove reading books sewn with animal skins.

The big man walked up to the elder and whispered a few words in the elder's ear before going out.

Chaozi looked around and muttered, "What the hell are you doing?"

The elder stared at the book in his hand, and suddenly said casually: "Young people, don't be so impetuous. Sit down, friends from the Central Plains."

"You can speak Chinese?" Cha Wenbin asked in surprise.

The elder put down the book in his hand, raised his head and said with a smile: "Why, is it strange? We have been waiting here for a long time, and finally someone can pass through the Yin-Yang Dao and enter alive. I am afraid that it has been thousands of years since someone came last time." It's been a year."