"No need for Aunt Song, we can carry it ourselves. They are all daily necessities, not heavy." Miao Jie answered abruptly. She saw Aunt Song recalling her mother, and she took a few steps forward with a smile on her face. laugh.
Fang Jing, who originally didn't want to carry her own backpack, pouted and rolled her eyes at Miao Jie.
Miao Jie received a blank stare for no reason. Just when she was about to reason, Chang Qing, who had been silent, pulled her, and she swallowed her breath back.
Most of the people were not really rich ladies on vacation, so they naturally had no objections and followed Aunt Song through the overgrown grass and walked deep into the mountains.
Qi Jiajia's luggage was taken by Qin Musong. Qiu Dong reached out to take Cheng Miao's bag. Cheng Miao didn't know why, "What are you reaching for?"
It's not that Cheng Miao is slow, it's mainly that the bag is really not heavy and its weight is almost negligible, so she didn't realize that Qiudong wanted to help her carry the bag.
Qiudong looked at his stretched out hand, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Cheng Miao understood. She held him back and muttered, "Okay, okay, the road is not easy to walk. Please hold me while you are walking. Brother Qin, please slow down."
Qiudong looked at the hand held by Cheng Miao and said nothing. He just raised his lips slightly and held her back.
Aunt Song didn't lie to them. It took only thirteen or four minutes for them to arrive at the so-called Shushan Village.
Shushan Village is built on the mountain, and the buildings are mainly made of trees.
According to Aunt Song, this kind of building is warm in winter, cool in summer, and has good ventilation, so they have been here like this for generations.
After Cheng Miao experienced the lantern dungeon, he had some doubts about this small mountain village.
But after walking around, I found that this is indeed a paradise-like village, where people work at sunrise and rest at sundown.
"I heard that you are here to farm... what are you here for?" Aunt Song led everyone towards the village, chatting with them as they walked.
"Field investigation." Ma Yang has been following Aunt Song. Hearing what Aunt Song said, he quickly answered. This was the message in the dungeon prompt, and everyone remembered it.
"Oh, what is this field survey for?" Aunt Song was very curious. Although their village was not bad, these children seemed to be from wealthy families, so why would they go to the ravines to investigate.
"Well...it's..." Ci Mayang knew, but she couldn't really explain what it meant.
"Fieldwork is an academic method where we participate in the lives of local people and study the development of different cultures by recording all aspects of their lives." Cheng Miao took up the conversation in a timely manner.
She studied liberal arts in college and has some understanding of this aspect.
Ma Yang nodded gratefully to Cheng Miao, while Fang Jing, who was walking behind, let out a moderate "hum".
Cheng Miao turned around and saw that the little girl looked delicate. The person in their team named Zhu Cong helped carry the bag.
Cheng Miao has seen this kind of inexplicable hostility a lot, so it's not surprising.
"Aunt Song, we have to ask you to take care of us these days when we are in the village." Cheng Miao has his own set of standard words.
Sure enough, Aunt Song glanced at this beautiful little girl with a smile, "Don't worry, since you think highly of our small mountain village, we will naturally receive you well. During the ten days you are here, you can come to the village if you have any questions. long."
Cheng Miao got a satisfactory answer. Surprisingly, this was the longest dungeon they had ever experienced.
Although you can end the dungeon if you complete the task in advance, but now they are all advanced dungeons, so it is not easy to finish the dungeon in advance.
Aunt Song took them to meet the village chief. The village chief was a vigorous old man with a slim figure but still very bright eyes.
The village chief served tea to everyone, and everyone sat down and listened to the village chief's chatter.
"You are here. I heard that you know about our village from books. No wonder, our village doesn't have much contact with the outside world. We don't understand the Internet era now, but it probably has nothing to do with us."
The village chief took a sip of tea and smiled faintly, "In our village, there are only some travelers who have been here many years ago who may have written some biographies. Other than that, I am afraid no one knows that there is such a village in the mountains. "
None of the players answered. Zu Gehan kept staring at Shi Biao with a smile. Ma Yang and his team were already exhausted. They didn't know much about the so-called field investigation and were afraid of making mistakes.
The girl named Fang Jing, on the other hand, kept staring at Qiu Dong. Unfortunately, Qiu Dong didn't give her a single look, and the flirtatious glances he gave her along the way were wasted.
Tan Song and Tan Wu, the two siblings, didn't talk much. Tan Wu looked like she was out of breath at any time, which made people think that it was not easy for her to walk to the village.
Miao Jie and Chang Qing are very familiar with this kind of ethnic village, but what they are talking about now is not about the village, and they can't get in the middle of the conversation.
The remaining three-person team, Song Guoqiang and Zhao Jiangong are both big bosses. The only one who seems to have some culture, Wang Yang, seems to have made up his mind and is waiting to reap the benefits. The old god is silent.
Cheng Miao and the others have now experienced more dungeons and met more people.
Cooperative clearance, which was relatively common in low-level dungeons, is now rare.
Everyone is in a competitive relationship, and those who have been able to get to this point are somewhat dependent on each other, so each one looks down on the other.
But now Cheng Miao didn't have the intention to speculate on other people's psychology. She sat closest to the village chief and took over the words naturally, "So we can find this village, and the village chief can agree to our investigation. This is also a kind of fate."
The village chief touched his goatee and nodded with a smile.
Everyone looked at Cheng Miao and the village chief talking to each other, and within half an hour they had a rough idea of the background.
Shushan Village is built in a humid subtropical mountainous area. The people in the village live close to the mountains, and everything comes from nature.
The villagers of Shushan Village have believed in the tree god for hundreds of years. For them, the tree god is the greatest god in nature.
The tree god gave them oxygen for survival and brought rich products, so people in the village worshiped the tree god very much.
Every household worships the tree god, and there is an ancestral hall for the tree god in the village. Tomorrow the village chief will arrange for the villagers to take them around the village. If you are interested, you can also visit the ancestral hall.
Cheng Miao remembered the name of the copy. Although he still didn't know the meaning of the Immortal Wife, it must be related to the tree god.
"Village Chief, we are here to investigate the belief culture in the village. We are very interested in the tree god you mentioned, so we hope to hear about the tree god."
Cheng Miao also pretended to open his backpack. As expected, in addition to some toiletries, there was also an electronic device and a notebook.
Cheng Miao took out his notebook and put it on the table, looking like a good student and asking the village chief for advice.
Other players who were still looking at the meaning of the copy or having their own thoughts were stunned when they saw this scene. This person...
It really looks like they are here to conduct academic research.
