Gao Pangshi and Huang Zhiting had been walking for most of the day, and they still relied on wild fruits to satisfy their hunger during the journey. Huang Zhiting also dug a few yams with the hardwood sticks she picked up, washed them in the mountain river, and then went with Gao Pragmatic Eat separately.
Gao Pingshi read loudly: "Ivy grows on the rocky mountains, and green waves ripple on the meandering water. The sky is clear and the wind is washing, and the secluded trees in the forest are like singing..."
"Hey, I asked you, can you stop writing poetry?" Huang Zhiting pursed her lips and frowned: "Don't you understand bullying me?"
Gao Qingshi coughed dryly: "This... these sentences are very straightforward and should be easy to understand."
"Hmph, you scholars just like to make things up. What's so strange about 'Lin You'? Such a vast mountain, and we are the only two living people, can it not be quiet? But what does 'trees are like songs' mean?"
Gao pragmatically said seriously: "Have you not noticed the sound of the leaves rustling after the wind blows? This is 'trees are like songs'."
Huang Zhiting turned her head and glared at him angrily, and said: "Anyway, you are not allowed to write poems now. Follow me obediently, or else you will fall off the cliff. Don't blame me for not reminding you." It seems that Huang Zhiting was not satisfied with the joke she made before. I was very concerned about it, and even took away the freedom of Gao pragmatic poetry.
It turned out that the two of them were walking on a winding path halfway up the mountain wall. They didn't know how this path was made, as if a giant had drawn a spiral knife in the middle of the mountain. Walking on this road, you have to worry about falling off the edge at any time - the cliff below is indeed a cliff, but this cliff is actually a river. This river is not clear, but is very green, but because of this, it is very green. nice.
Gao Jingshi was quite uneasy, and said to Huang Zhiting with a wry smile: "Miss Huang, the reason why I wrote poetry is to distract myself, so as not to worry that the road will collapse when I look at it..."
"This road looks no younger than Ming Dynasty. Instead of worrying about it collapsing, you might as well worry about making me angry and kicking you down." Huang Zhiting said without looking back: "In addition, I can tell you that this road It looks like it leads to the Yao Village. If you are worried that the mountain road will collapse, you might as well worry that the Yao people in the Yao Village will eat you."
Gao Pingshi laughed dryly and said: "I am a man, my meat will probably taste a bit old, so they must not be interested."
"Older is better. Older meat is chewier and lasts longer, and you won't get hungry easily. I think they will like it, so don't worry."
The two of them were joking and joking all the way, feeling relaxed and happy, and they walked a long way without realizing it.
"The wine in the altar is thick with ink... the wine in special flashes is thick with wine... I am always upset... I am always murmuring..."
On the other side of the mountain across the river, someone suddenly sang loudly, but Gao Qingshi didn't understand a word and looked confused.
Huang Zhiting looked happy, turned to Gao Pingshi and said, "Zhang Buxu, your luck seems to be pretty good."
Gao Pingshi hurriedly asked: "Why do you see it?"
Unexpectedly, Huang Zhiting stopped paying attention to him. Instead, she put her hands to her mouth to make the shape of a trumpet, and sang: "Xian Buluotuo...Study the Sutra Mu Liujia...Invite the ancestors to sit down together...Qi Qi choked up." ...Bumei wine will make you choke...Strangle to death and you will be blessed..."
Someone on the mountain opposite laughed and said a few words that Gao Yingshi didn't understand. Huang Zhiting also shouted back a few words, but Gao Yingshi still didn't understand.
Then Huang Zhiting suddenly changed to Chinese and sang: "Ah... Xiangli! Today we went up the mountain and heard that it was lively over there. Who is singing there?"
On the other side of the river, Shangshan immediately sang: "Ah... Xiangli! It's us young boys singing a few words, please come over and have fun!"
Then Huang Zhiting breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Gao Pragmatic happily and said: "It's done, you are saved!"
Gao Pragmatic was confused and asked: "What did you sing so that I can be saved after just two verses?"
Huang Zhiting smiled and said: "The first part is called "Shi Gong Tune", the lyrics are called "Toasting Buluo Tuo", the second part is "Xiangli Song", although only a few lines are sung, it can show that we have no respect for them. Malice.”
Gao Jingshi was surprised and said: "So singing a few lines can show that there is no malice? How about you teach me a few lines later. If there is anything wrong with their mood later, I will quickly sing and beg for mercy."
Huang Zhiting didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If you don't know what the other person is singing, you will die faster if you sing to each other randomly."
"Oh, that's it." Gao pragmatic nodded, then suddenly frowned: "That's not right, you said the first song was about 'Toasting Buluo Tuo', but isn't this Buluo Tuo the ancestor of Tongren? , what does it have to do with the Yao people?"
Huang Zhiting said with some surprise: "You are quite careful, but you don't need to be nervous. I just told you that you were saved because they were singing Shi Gong tune - these Yao people are Lajiayao, and Lajiayao and Tongren has had many contacts, probably for hundreds of years, and I have been deeply influenced by Tongren, and I also believe in Buluotuo, and I am a member of Tongren's chieftain family, so they will not make things difficult for us."
"That's great!" Gao Pingshi felt relieved, but immediately froze for a moment, and asked with a suspicious look on his face: "Wait a minute, Miss Huang, have you forgotten something?"
Huang Zhiting was stunned: "What did I forget?"
Gao pragmatic frowned and reminded: "This is the Bazhai. Didn't your father take the lead among the chieftains in putting down the rebellion in the Bazhai? This is a blood feud. Are you sure they won't make things difficult for us?"
Huang Zhiting's expression suddenly changed and she said in shock: "Oops, I forgot about this! What should I do now?"
Gao Jingshi had a dull look on his face and stared at Huang Zhiting for a long time before sighing with a look of despair on his face: "Miss Huang, Miss Huang, what do you want me to say? We're just trying to die, but here we are. If you want to have food delivered to your door, the service is too attentive. All you have to do is bring your own spices. How about you go up the mountain and search to see if there are any vine peppers, mountain peppers, etc., and try to provide a one-stop service so that they can be delivered to your door. It’s time to have a good time.”
Huang Zhiting stamped her feet anxiously: "How long has it been, and you still have time to laugh at me. I, I just felt a little restless these past two days, so I just forgot about it. How come you don't understand others at all!"
Gao pragmatic sighed: "Look, look, Miss Huang, I advise you to read more books when you have time in the future."
Huang Zhiting stared at him with her beautiful eyes and said angrily: "My life is about to die, what's the use of saying this? You study a lot and you are very capable, so you should think of something!"
Gao Pingshi smiled, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "As the saying goes, you should be calm when facing big things. After being calm, you can be at peace, at peace, then you can think about it, and after thinking about it, you can gain..."
"Talk like a human being!" Huang Zhiting yelled angrily.
"Uh... I mean, let me think about it for a moment." Gao Pragmatic quickly stopped pretending and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Huang Zhiting was interrupted by him, but she calmed down a lot. She snorted and said: "I want to see what you can do, but I have to remind you that the other party has just invited us over. If we are still late, If you don't move, they will feel insulted, and when the time comes... hum, you should understand the consequences."
Gao pragmatically slapped his forehead: "Yes!"
