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As soon as I turned around, I saw that the uncle had also touched a long scabbard from the bed surface and then inserted it in the waist. However, seeing that the knife was brand new, it was much better than Mo Yifan’s one that seemed to be called a knife.
Uncle slung his sabre and then picked a simple bow on the wall with his back on his shoulder. Only then did he wave his hand and say a short sentence to Mo Yifan, and then he went upstairs first.
Mo Yifan estimated that the meaning of his sentence should be come with me or come with me, thinking that although he can’t speak Vietnamese, he forced to record everything these people said in his mind and then analyze the general meaning. Then, after a few days, even if he still can’t speak Vietnamese, he can guess their words by analyzing his abilities. That is better than not understanding anything now. If a real person tries to calculate himself, he won’t know nothing.
After playing this idea, Mo Yifan deliberately followed his uncle all the way. He could hear every word said by everyone, and whether he could guess the specific meaning or not, he had to record it in his mind first.
Memory is really a magical thing. Before Mo Yifan realized it, his memory turned out to be so strong. Although it sounded to him that those aborigines spoke similar languages on other planets, after his brain was fully developed, he was able to remember those awkward syllables without leaving a trace, and when he heard something similar in his memory system, his brain would move these two sentences together, recall the expression of the situation when the previous person said this sentence, and then sum up the similarities.
This method is very effective. Although no one teaches Mo Yifan a word, he remembers it by listening to his heart with his ears. If he hears it three or four times repeatedly, he can already guess the general meaning of the sentence. However, it is a horse’s business to understand it. It will still be a big obstacle for him to open his mouth and speak this alien language.
Tough uncle always took Mo Yifan to a Little Square in the easternmost part of the village, then jumped to a big stone platform, picked up a broken gong and knocked it up.
Mo Yifan was in a daze when he saw this scene. Maybe this uncle is looking for a busker here with himself. Should he jump to the stage first and turn over two somersaults to attract a customer?
The tough uncle broke the gong for five or six minutes before it stopped. At this time, more than a dozen young guys came from the village to see the bearer. All of them were armed outside, and everyone’s expression was dignified. It didn’t look like a busker.
After waiting for another seven minutes, more and more people gathered. In front of this small square, more than 30 people have accumulated. Except for the tough uncle, these people are a little older, and almost all of them are strong guys in their twenties.
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More than 30 strong young men gathered together, but no one said a word, silently stroking their weapons, one by one with a serious face and murderous look.
Mo Yifan couldn’t help wondering what these people are doing when they see this scene. Listen to Ruan Zhiling. It seems that there is such a village near this tall mountain. Although it is similar to a village on the Myanmar border, it is afraid that it is four or five days away from here recently. Generally speaking, the range of activities of these people will not exceed one day. It is difficult for two villages to have any conflict when they are so far away.
If it is said that the nearest village belongs to the Heihe River Valley, and there are also interests between the two sides, is it because the Heihe River Valley has blacked out the grain in their village and they want to exhibit it?
However, Mo Yifan knew that this possibility was bullshit when he thought of the super-advanced defensive weapons in Heihe Valley. Even if these villagers were stupid, they would not be stupid enough to take these broadswords and spears in their hands to fight against other people’s planes and cannons. It might be laser weapons.
When I finally saw two older people carrying two old long-barrel rifles, it was Mo Yifan in Little Square who finally confirmed that he was born in the 21st century. Otherwise, he would always wonder to these villagers if he had somehow crossed into ancient times. Although the two long-barrel rifles were old in style and definitely older than Mo Yifan, they were still a modern hot weapon.
When the two men carrying guns are in place, it is estimated that all the people have come. The middle-aged uncle once again jumped off the stone stage and made a speech with a serious expression. Mo Yifan can now infer the meaning of some often simple words. He has not been able to make clear the meaning of the sentence, and the middle-aged uncle speaks fast, so he will not be given too many opportunities to react. However, Mo Yifan can still roughly guess that Uncle should be mobilizing before the war, nor is it that he is talking about some enemies who are cruel and hate his own poor, and then let them marry his wife. Children’s parents are fighting with each other. This depends on taking a look at these young people who are present, gnashing their teeth one by one. In the middle of the speech, the middle-aged uncle seems to have introduced Mo Yifan to everyone casually. When he saw him, he pointed to Mo Yifan’s side. Suddenly, people’s eyes turned around. Mo Yifan felt that most people’s eyes were friendly and flat, but a few of them were skeptical and disdainful. Mo Yifan immediately smiled sincerely at the friendly eyes, but he was too lazy to meet those who were not very friendly.
Finally, the middle-aged uncle suddenly said something, and then suddenly all the people around him, except the three older adults, inexplicably showed a look of surprise and longing. Mo Yifan guessed that this should be uncle’s promise of some reward to these people, otherwise, how could these people all show their hands after excitement?
When the middle-aged uncle finished the final mobilization, he waved his hand and pointed in the direction outside the village while people were as excited as animals in estrus, so the young people immediately shouldered their weapons and rushed to the village.
Mo Yifan waited quietly in Taiwan until the middle-aged uncle came. He followed the middle-aged uncle, patted him on the shoulder and said two words of encouragement. Then he took Mo Yifan to chase the two gunmen in front and walked to the village together.
Lu listened to three people talking while walking. Mo Yifan took the opportunity to quickly record their vocabulary and then summarized it in his own brain. Gradually, he seemed to understand Vietnamese a little more. From the conversation of three people, he heard that two people called Cheng Balu, a middle-aged uncle, and he didn’t know whether it was a name or an honorific title. Besides, judging from their attitudes towards Cheng Balu, it is estimated that this Cheng Balu’s position in the village should not be too low, although it is not as old as that. There is not an old clan leader left in the tooth, but it must be a real person. Come on, since he can organize so many young people to fight in person, this has already proved his identity. It must be very special.
When Balu gave a speech in Taiwan, it was already dark. This time, they walked in the field outside the village for a while, and it became dark. The boys in front carried rosin torches with them, and at this time they all lit up, making the field look like a jack-o’-lantern.
Mo Yifan didn’t know anything about the terrain here, and he didn’t know where they were going. Instead, he followed the people in front with a deep foot and a shallow foot. It felt as if he had crossed a narrow canyon and then entered a huge basin.
This basin is surrounded by mountains, and only a narrow passage can be entered where they came from, but the terrain in this basin is extremely flat. A small mountain stream passes through the center of the basin and divides the basin into two parts and enters the canyon. The terrain is relatively high. Here, you can see that the grass in this basin seems to grow the same, and the wind blows like a green wave, which is spectacular.
Mo Yifan wondered in his heart how the grass could grow here. This is a strange thing. When he got close, he saw that the grass was smoking heavy ears of wheat. Only then did he know that these crops were not grass, but crops. When he remembered Ruan Zhiling’s previous speech, he suddenly remembered that this should be the fertile valley where Ruan Zhiling said. This village is relying on the land here to grow crops.
However, it is generally strange that since they have cultivated land here, why should they put the village so far away? Why not just build some houses around this basin and live there? What a trouble it is to run around all day.
After entering the basin, Cheng Balu got the young villagers together and trained them for a few words, but waved their hands. The young villagers immediately dispersed around, and most of them went directly into the crops. Then all the torches were extinguished, and in an instant, it was dark and even people were quiet in the basin.
Mo Yifan was also dragged into a field similar to a tall corn plant by Cheng Balu, and then he found a piece to sit in a slightly drier place. He took out a small cloth bag in his pocket and called it. The inside was a few burnt brown cakes. Cheng Balu gave Mo Yifan half of the cakes, and then he just stuffed them into his mouth without taking a bite of water.
Mo Yifan hesitated to look at this thing, but it was really hungry, so he also grabbed the bread and swallowed it hard.
After eating, I saw that the four-mile people were still hiding in a tight place. No one stirred up. Mo Yifan couldn’t help thinking about it again. That is to say, more than half of the enemies in their village will pass by here. But this is an occluded basin. How can people pass by here? Is it because their enemies want to come here to steal their food? They knew it first, and then they specially came to wait for him to steal food. Could it be the Black River Valley?
Mo Yifan immediately shook his head at the thought of this. Where is the Black Valley? But it is a mysterious organization that is at the forefront of the world’s science and technology. No matter how they have no interest, they won’t come here to grab food from their fellow villagers. Even if they are short of money, it is enough for hundreds of people to squander a generation by selling a patent casually. No matter how they can’t eat, right?
So who will be the enemy of the village? This is really a difficult puzzle.
Mo Yifan’s heart is tormented by curiosity. He can speak Vietnamese. At this time, he must not pretend to be dumb again. He must seize Cheng Balu’s skirt and ask a question. But now he doesn’t know how to express it even if he wants to ask, but he has to endure it.
Mo Yifan never dreamed that this forbearance actually lasted for more than ten hours in a row, and nothing happened until dawn when Cheng Balu jumped up and screamed a few times, so the lurking people in the four miles immediately jumped up one by one, depressed and depressed, dragging their feet behind Cheng Balu and walking straight back to the village.
When walking along the canyon mouth, I saw a large group of women carrying farm tools talking and laughing coming head-on, so the dejected boys suddenly held their heads high and their eyes widened more than a light bulb, and kept sweeping over the young women. It seems that these poor boys are in estrus.
Lisi Lisi suddenly heard that the boys around her broke out in the same breath, which made Mo Yifan startled. Seeing them one by one as energetic and uncontrolled as if they had beaten chicken blood, Mo Yifan was greatly curious. Looking at these estrus eyes, I saw a woman wearing a Vietnamese dress and a bamboo hat at the back of the group of ragged women walking gracefully.
Although the woman was dressed in front of other women, there was no difference. Although the woman’s head was slightly lowered and her face was completely covered by bamboo hats, Mo Yifan immediately felt the extraordinary beauty of this woman.
In fact, in many cases, women’s beauty is not limited to their faces. Many people think that women’s figure is the most important indicator, and a sexy and beautiful woman is a real beauty.
Mo Yifan has never studied women, and he doesn’t know whether this is right or not, but when he saw this woman, he was still very heartbroken. Although this woman’s long skirt didn’t fit her well, she outlined her perfect figure to the fullest. Although the long skirt was still patched with several ugly patches, this woman stood out from the crowd. The slender thighs, round hips, slightly bulging breasts were not as plump and exaggerated as westerners, nor as flat and short as orientals. The proportion of the body is so harmonious, and even a little white jaw looks so perfect, which is in line with Song Yu’s doctrine of the mean. If you increase one point, it will be too long, and if you decrease one point, it will be too short.
I haven’t seen the true face of this woman, Mo Yifan, but I’m already enchanted. I can’t help admiring in my heart. It seems that this product of beauty’s fate will not necessarily be born in the bustling urban noisy crowd. This deep mountain osawa can also meet the beauty of heaven and earth. No wonder these guys are crazy, er, pretending to be a member of this mountain village. I’m afraid they will be like these estrus guys now. What is this called Silly Girl?
At this time, it was probably the girl named Sili who heard the boys cry and stretched out her white hand and pushed a bamboo hat slightly. Then she looked up and suddenly a beautiful flower face appeared in front of Mo Yifan, with eyebrows, feathers, muscles, white snow and waist, teeth and teeth. She smiled and puzzled Yang Cheng fans.
When I saw this picture, it was like eating people’s fireworks. Suddenly, the boys seemed to stare straight at the venue, and then they heard the crackling sound. Most of the weapons in their hands unconsciously fell to the ground, and even more, a long serial of water came from the corners of their mouths.
It is also a shock to see such a beautiful woman Mo Yifan, but Mo Yifan, after all, is not an ordinary person. It is impossible to be confused by a beautiful woman in a mountain village. What’s worse, he has just been engaged to Xia Wei. It is even more impossible to let his spirit be fascinated by a foreign mountain village girl.
Therefore, although Silly’s beauty surprised Mo Yifan, he also appreciated her eyes. She glanced at Silly’s pure and free face and immediately moved her eyes, but he still had to admit that the face seemed to be fascinated by some magical power, and he dared not look at it any more.
Among the more than 30 people present, even the two older men carrying guns showed the same way when they saw Sili, but it was nothing unusual when he realized that Mo Yifan was not as beautiful and beautiful as he was. He couldn’t help but pay more attention to Mo Yifan.
At the same time, Si Li also noticed Mo Yifan’s discovery that the only person who has not been swept off her feet by her own beauty should be a strange man. She couldn’t help but be more curious to see Mo Yifan’s eyes, and this curiosity immediately made Mo Yifan feel a number of resentment. This resentment was so abrupt that Mo Yifan looked up and found that the beautiful girl Si Li, who was as beautiful as Ling Boxian, had walked into the canyon with those elder sisters and aunts carrying farm tools, while those young boys around her glared at him.
Mo Yifan really can’t figure out where the resentment of these animals comes from. It seems that he hasn’t provoked them much. Now he wants to settle down in the village for a few days and get familiar with the situation here before finding a chance to sneak into the food delivery team in Heihe Valley. Therefore, now he doesn’t want to end up with so many young people in the tribe, which is very unfavorable for his future plans.