Just after ten o'clock, the camp was completed. The ones collected on the cliff and picked up, and the loneliness they had before was restored to the previous desolation, as if the noisy two days ago, people came and went, just lying flat and closing their eyes, and piling with yellow beams.

There was only a little white monkey with red dots on his forehead, sitting alone between a large number of melons, fruits, cakes and cakes left for it, watching one person go down the cliff and another person go down the cliff. When Meng Qianzi got off the cliff, he was unwilling to chase after him for a few steps, but he only chased to the top of the ladder, and looked down timidly, and never dared to take steps again.

It was born in the jungle under the cliff, and it had walked the farthest distance in its life, that is, driven by Meng Qianzi, and this was already the world outside its world and the sky outside its sky.

No matter how far it is, it dares not leave. Its reluctance to Meng Qianzi is no match for its fear of the unknown.

It ran around at the edge of the top of the ladder, squeaking, and finally stopped screaming. It squatted there, held a banana and gnawed it, and watched the tide of a group of people sank into the dense forest.

From a distance, it looked like a monkey-shaped, crouching stone.

Meng Qianzi turned around and waved at it: "Go back, there will be a chance in the future. I will come to see you again."

***

Xin Ci followed the crowd down the mountain, and was a little dazed. He didn't pay attention and staggered under his feet and almost fell down. Fortunately, someone on the side was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and grabbed his arm and said with concern: "Be careful."

This sound...

Xin Ci looked up and looked at it, a little flattered.

It's actually Meng Jinsong.

When did this Lao Meng change his sex and care for him?

He didn't know that Meng Jinsong was being scolded by Meng Qianzi. Meng Qianzi's original words were: "Xin Ci combed my hair this morning, and his hands were shaking like Parkinson's syndrome - I tell you, if Xin Ci had a few long and two shorts this time, he would be crazy and stupid in the future... you will be responsible."

Therefore, Meng Jinsong had to pay special attention to him. Seeing that he was listless, he always felt that he had already scared out of an implicit disease: "Is it okay?"

After changing to other Yamado, Xin Ci probably finished it with a huh, but the care from Lao Meng was like a warm wind blowing in the Antarctic, which made him feel that he was very proud and worth a lot of money - he had to answer solemnly.

He said: "It's okay, it's not so fragile."

Meng Jinsong breathed a sigh of relief, but further verified: "Then why are you absent-minded?"

Xin Ci made him sigh again: "Isn't it because of that... Miss Bai?"

In the morning, before being sent away by Meng Qianzi by Meng Qianzi because of her poor combing her hair, he had a few conversations with Meng Qianzi. Although he couldn't understand, he vaguely learned that Bai Shuixiao had consumed the water in his body by the cave god and used it as a "booster" for external contact.

He was a little sad: "You didn't see it. Before Miss Bai had an accident, she kept telling me that she was the true relationship between her and the cave god, and she looked down on worldly love. She thought it was about gold but not heart, and she felt that her feelings were beyond everything... To be honest, for a few seconds, I was almost brainwashed by her statement, but she was just talking about it... "

Thinking of Bai Shuixiao's tragic situation at that time, Xin Ci shivered without realizing it and murmured: "I just think... it's too ironic."

Just because of this? Meng Jinsong looked down on him a little: either the eunuch is a big eunuch, he is too feminine and is sad about the love and love all day long.

He said: "There are two kinds of situations in which women are deceived by men. One is that men deceive women, and the other is that women deceive themselves."

"Can the cave god really love her? How long has the legend of the fallen flower cave girl been? Over the years, how many fallen flower cave girls have been found. It's just a tool for the cave god to relieve her boredom and do things."

He concluded: "In my opinion, there is nothing to be ironic about this matter, and it is not worth being sad. The root cause is that Bai Shuixiao himself thinks too much. Sometimes, men love women, but they don't necessarily have that love. It's because women are too puzzled and gather various signs of behavior, and they don't think this is a manifestation of love."

Xin Ci was angry: "Lao Meng, why are you... unmannerable?"

Very good, he is so straightforward, it seems that he has a strong combat power, and there is no possibility of "crazy, stupid" sequelae. Meng Jinsong regrets the care he just exerted to Xin Ci: he should have fallen, and the person is a little more slim, and those little pretentious and sad thoughts can also fall off.

He replied: "What a man, his words are so rough, his words are not rough."

After saying that, he walked away.

Xin Ci stood there for a while.

He vaguely felt that Meng Jinsong's words seemed to be mocking him.

But what is the irony? I didn't understand.

***

Meng Jinsong was a little proud: Successfully damaged his Xinci.

But he was afraid that the damage would be too implicit, so he couldn't understand his IQ. Besides, he was so close to the I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I

So, that little bit of pride soon became boring.

He looked around, trying to find where Meng Qianzi had gone so that he could rush over and accompany him. While he was looking around, someone called him behind him: "Jinsong."

It was Qiu Biying. Meng Jinsong responded, and took three or two steps to meet him, and then adjusted his pace to keep pace with Qiu Biying.

Qiu Biying walked very slowly, the kind of slowing down deliberately. Soon, the two of them fell behind the large army and set a distance apart.

Meng Jinsong was nervous and felt that Qiu Biying had something to say to him.

Sure enough, after another period of time, Qiu Biying lowered her voice: "Jinsong."

There were no one around him, and there was no need to whisper at all. It was obvious that the things to be discussed must be careful and secret. Meng Jinsong also lowered his voice: "You said."

Qiu Biying said: "Have you told you? There are men of appropriate age and who are decent in conditions around Xiao Qianer. You should tell us in time."

Meng Jinsong was embarrassed: "It's like this. It happened suddenly. Jiang Lian and Qianzi met him for a few days..."

Qiu Biying interrupted him: "Men and women's love affairs are not about building a house or planting beans and sowing rice - can you see it through the cold and heat? There is a word called 'one-eye ten thousand years', which I think is a bit exaggerated, but basically, after a few glances, do you feel it, and you still don't know what you think?"

Meng Jinsong also wanted to defend himself: "They had conflicts at first..."

Qiu Biying smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes: "Very good, there was a conflict at first, but it has been resolved in just a few days - I tell you, living and dying together once, that friendship is better than living alone for three years. To put it in the trendy words of your young people, that is irreplaceable."

"Take flowers to you, treat you to dinner, it is not difficult to find people who are dedicated to you. Save your life from the fire, accompany you down the cliff, and dissect your courage together, how many people can meet in this life? Qianzi will live to eighty years old, and will remember: one year she went down the cliff and was almost killed by a group of fire bats. It was Jiang Lian who saved her."

That's right, irreplaceable. Even those bats that are on fire are irreplaceable. How many such dangers can a person encounter in his life? He will definitely remember it deeply and will take it out and savor it: "That time, it's terrible to think about it. He was surrounded by tens of thousands of bats that were on fire, and he almost couldn't come back."

...

Meng Jinsong didn't say anything, and after a while he answered: "My fifth aunt is right."

Qiu Biying wanted to say a few more words to him, but looking at his respectful and sincere appearance, he couldn't bear to say: Over the years, Meng Jinsong has worked diligently and put Meng Qianzi first everywhere, which is what everyone sees.

She sighed and said, "You, please be more careful."

***

When Jiang Lian went down the mountain, he originally wanted to walk with the charlatan, but for such things as climbing down the mountain, people with different physical strength will never be able to synchronize. Somehow, he became a companion with Liu Guanguo.

When I was with Liu Guanguo, there was no pressure. Jiang Lianle was so happy that he walked with him, talking and talking all the way, and time passed.

When talking about Qiu Biying in the middle of the journey, Liu Guanguo felt that the fifth aunt admired Jiang Lianting: "I asked me to take her to find you early in the morning. It's great, Brother Jiang, our fifth sister rarely value people so much."

It turns out that in Liu Guanguo's eyes, is this important?

Jiang Lian smiled bitterly, but that's right. Some people value it in this world for solicitation, while others for precautions.

He suddenly remembered something: "Miss Meng, I call them mom, it's because my relationship is very good."

Liu Guanguo said: "That's not? I have been raising it since I was a child, and the seven of them are all mother and daughter's love."

Jiang Lian reiterated the old words: "Who... is this one of them a kiss? Or should I not ask? Then I won't ask anymore, just pretend I haven't asked."

Liu Guanguo was stunned for a moment. This matter was not mentioned frequently among the mountain ghosts, but it was not a secret. Many people knew it - they didn't want to say it at first, but Jiang Lian knew it very well. He felt that it was nothing to say it: "None of them is not."

He was afraid that Jiang Lian would misunderstand, so he lowered his voice: "But don't think too much, your mother is here, you are living well. But there is a saying in the mountain ghost that Miss Meng should not be raised by her, but she was born with a belly. So, after confirming, she took her away and let her raise her aunts."

Jiang Lian was stunned: "Her real mother...will this?"

Liu Guanguo smiled: "What's wrong with this? It's a throne of mountain ghosts. It's a wise thing. Besides, the aunts didn't treat her badly."

"Then...Miss Meng knows?"

"I know, I didn't know when I was a kid, but I knew when I was an old man."

"She... didn't go back to find her biological mother?"

Liu Guanguo whined anxiously, looked around, and quietly waved his hands hanging beside him, clearing his throat and pretending to look at the road. Until the nearest mountain doors had surpassed him, he answered him again: "I didn't look for it, I'll never look for it."

The voice lowered a few degrees again: "I heard that our Miss Meng is very stubborn. It's the kind of... If you don't want me, I will never go to you. Everyone will go their own way..."

Jiang Lian remained silent.

After a while, he raised his head and wanted to see where Meng Qianzi had gone.

I saw it and walked with Meng Jinsong and Qiu Biying. Maybe because I was surrounded by people, my steps were very light, and I didn’t know what I was happy about and I was overjoyed.

Jiang Lian looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze.

He imagined her glaring and browsing when she was in her teens, her eyes were red, but she couldn't give in: "If you don't look for it, you won't look for it."

That's right, it's her.

***

When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we followed the bus one after another.

He came first and started, and didn't care about waiting for anyone. Jiang Lian was still in the same car as Liu Guanguo. This area was really offside. It took only an hour to drive out the car before people could see people one after another. However, it was obviously not a Han person. The men were dressed well, but women's clothes were...

It’s fine if you wear a blue shirt and a black background with a white dress. The strangest thing is the hat on your head: it’s normal to be colorful and fancy. After all, ethnic minorities like to pile up strong colors all over the place; the strange thing is the size, which is very large, like a round plaque, and the shape is strange, like an inverted hat, the one on the top of your head is hollowed out, that is, when you wear this hat, the head is still chilly. It should be rained and exposed to the sun, and there is no cover.

Jiang Lianqi said: "Isn't this Miao people?"

Liu Guanguo laughed: "You outsiders only know that there are Miao and Tujia people in western Hunan. In fact, there are many ethnic minorities here. This is a branch of the Yao people, called Huayao."

While talking, the car had already stopped by a very old village. Someone in the car in front of him shouted: "It's noon, let's take a rest here."

The mountain road was too bumpy, and the people in the car were curled up and their legs were shrunk. They were exhausted. They got off the car after hearing this.

At a high place, several rear cars were still slowly descending on the mountain road. The motorcycle that was arrested was Qiu Biying's motorcycle. Although there were only two wheels, the roar of the engine was even louder than that of the four wheels.

The village is not big, there are no walls, and there are no village gates. It has black-topped yellow wooden houses, and it is scattered in the mountains. The villagers entering and leaving the village are the same clothes as those people seen on the road. It seems that this is a Huayao village.
To be continued...