pussy is bad

Chapter 119

After lunch, the woman asked me to buy a few bottles of wine, saying that the old man was good at wine, so I went to see him after buying wine, so I could talk later.

Naturally, I would not be stingy, so I bought two bottles of 100-degree Jiannan Laojiao for more than 52 yuan.

After that, I carried the wine and followed Hua Po into the forest east of Linhe Village.

The road in the mountain was winding, so we walked very slowly, and within half an hour, I gradually felt that the wine in my hand was getting heavier and heavier.

If I was empty-handed, I wouldn't feel tired after walking in this mountain forest for half an hour. The key is to carry two bottles of wine in my hand. These two bottles of wine are not heavy, but it will be different after carrying them for a long time.

On the other hand, Hua Po, although she is getting older, is still calm and relaxed, obviously very relaxed.

It stands to reason that as she gets older, she should be more tired than me. Why does she look effortless?

"Hey, little girl, no matter what, I am also a member of the Taoist sect, and there are far more mysteries in the Taoist sect than you think." Seeing my strange eyes, she smiled triumphantly.

I froze for a moment, and said, "You mean, you have a way to save effort?"

She just smiled and didn't answer, just said: "Go on."

Damn it, this old woman likes to hide it, as if she would die if she told me too much, she was so pissed off.

I looked at the dense forests around me, and couldn't help but ask, "How far is it?"

"According to our speed, we will reach the village in another hour and a half." She said.

My face immediately turned black.

No wonder the folk customs of Mantuo village are ancient, and it is impossible not to be old in that deep mountain.

But there is no way, for Yu Shuo, I can only continue walking with her.

As she said, about an hour and a half later, when we walked out of a dense forest, the front suddenly became open. At the foot of the mountain, wooden buildings covered with black tiles looked full of old There are small rivers and streams interspersed in it, and there are paddy fields around it.

"Is it right here?" At this time, I was exhausted, panting, and asked Hua Po excitedly.

As a result, Huapo said to me: "Mantuo village is here, but the old man is not in the village."

"Then where is he?" I asked with a bitter face.

She stretched out her crutch and pointed to a lush low hill in the southeast of the village, and said, "It's on the top of that hill."

I took a closer look at the top of the dwarf mountain. Since our current location is higher than the dwarf mountain, we can vaguely see a Taoist temple hidden in the woods on the top of the mountain.

This made me immediately understand that the old man was an old Taoist priest.

Although there is still some distance from here to the top of that dwarf mountain, but finally I am about to meet the old man, the exhaustion in my body seems to have disappeared all at once, and I just want to get the Ximing flower from the old man as soon as possible , kept urging Hua Po to speed up.

"Don't worry, isn't it right in front of you?"

She still walked down the mountain with me so slowly, I was so anxious that I was like an ant on a hot pot, I wished I could leave her and run to the Taoist temple on the short mountain by myself, but I didn’t know the old man after all. It's useless in the past, I still need Hua Po to do it, so I can only follow her patiently.

And when we were about to reach the foot of the mountain, a man in Miao clothes appeared in front.

He is about 40 years old, with a thin body, holding a piece of rope and a hatchet in his hand. He should go up the mountain to cut firewood. When he saw us, he said a few words to us, but it was in Miao language. Can't understand.

I asked him in Mandarin if he could speak Mandarin, but he looked at me in confusion.

"He was asking where we came from." Hua Po suddenly said.

"Can you understand Hmong?" I was a little surprised.

"It's more than understandable." She smiled.

Then she said a few words to the Miao man in a Hmong language I couldn't understand. The Miao man nodded with a smile, replied, and left.

"What did you tell him?" I asked.

"I said that I would bring my granddaughter to experience the beautiful and simple Miao village, and he said that the people in their village are very hospitable and will definitely make us satisfied," she said.

Hearing what she said, I really want to go into the village to experience the style and human feelings of this ancient village.

But we have to wait until we get the Xi Minghua.

After arriving at the foot of the mountain, we walked along the edge of the stockade to the low mountain. Along the way, we saw many people wearing simple Miao clothes walking in the stockade, and there were also beautiful Miao girls singing and washing by the clear river. Clothes, they don't wear silver ornaments all over the body like they see on TV, but very simple long skirts.

Huapo said that the silver ornaments on TV are the costumes of Miao girls, and they are only worn on festivals or important days.

After walking for a while, we finally climbed to the top of the short mountain, and a dilapidated Taoist temple on the flat ground of the top of the mountain appeared in front of us.

Yes, it is a dilapidated Taoist temple. It is so dilapidated that it cannot be broken any more. If Hua Po hadn't brought me here, I couldn't believe that there are still people living in such a Taoist temple.

One side of the courtyard wall was collapsed, and the other three courtyard walls were also potholed. It seemed that they could be knocked down with a single push, not to mention the courtyard door. Author: Liu Qingguan.

The name sounds elegant, but it doesn't match this Taoist temple.

Immediately after, Hua Po led me in, but the stench almost suffocated me to death. I saw a big house in the courtyard. The chicken shit on the ground is horrible, my God!

Is this really what I'm looking for?

But at this moment, Hua Po suddenly stomped on her crutches and shouted into the room, "Xiao Liuzi, come out to meet the guests."

Cough cough cough, I have to say, the appearance of Hua Po gave me a sense of sight of a procuress in a brothel.

But as soon as she finished speaking, an old voice came from the room: "This Taoist priest can be said to be a fairy, what kind of old woman who doesn't know the heights of the world is barking outside?"

Then, the room opened with a creak, and what came out was an old man with deep eye sockets and a fat stomach, wearing a light blue Taoist robe and a black cloth hat, he didn't look like a fairy!

"Xiao Liuzi, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, will you talk?" Hua Po stared and asked angrily.

"You also know that you haven't seen me for more than ten years. Did you ever give me face by calling me that in front of a junior?" The old man stared in the same way, and said angrily.

As a result, the two of them just stared at each other like this, which made me a little nervous and dared not speak.

But all of a sudden, the two of them laughed together like crazy, then walked towards each other and hugged each other.

"Miss Hua, what brings you here today?" the old man asked.

The corner of my mouth twitched suddenly, Hua...Hua girl?

What are the names of these two people?
(End of this chapter)