Chapter 322: Yinshan Gulou, Weird Village

The stuffy oil bottle held me, and I heard a sigh in my heart. The first reaction was: when did they stand?
We live in the city and are accustomed to looking at everything. When we get here, we usually have no habit of paying attention to the top of the mountain. So when I first came, I did n’t have any impression of anyone on this hillside. If they were on it early in the morning, then we They must have been discovered when they climbed into the tall building, which is a bit bad.
And looking at a few of their expressions, they all seem to be very unkind, a bit cold.
I was a little overwhelmed. I stopped and looked at them for a while, and found that these people were between the ages of 40 and 50. The mountain people lived hard and generally showed old age, so they may actually be younger.
They did not act, just looking at us.
I was not popular in my hometown. I have experienced this kind of scene before. Knowing that this must be a great alert to us but still not sure, it seems that we might have been seen by crawling out.
In the mountain village, you must not offend the locals, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable, and you may be expelled. The latter may be directly sent to the police station. The bottoms of me and the fat man are not clean, and entering the police station can hardly guarantee that anything bigger will happen.
At this time, when I climbed in again, I was looking for a hit. The fat man played a few "beer" sounds behind us, suggesting that we should go quickly, and don't look at them.
Was originally a thief, and my heart was a little bit shadowed. At this time, my heartbeat was faster and I became nervous. I felt a pressure from the mountain and wanted to leave. But when I looked at the tall building, I felt that I couldn't go. This handy thing was not available. It was like reading a novel. Seeing that the puzzle was about to be uncovered, the author went around again. For a time without moving, the fat man framed me and said lightly to me: "Come again in the evening, it will be no more than a few hours." While dragging me away.
The three of us stretched out and walked away as naturally as possible. We walked into the village for some distance before turning back. The villagers behind didn't follow, and we were relieved.
This scene is a bit like when I was a kid and I went to the orchard to steal oranges. After stealing, I just met the owner. The two of them were full of oranges in their pockets. They had to pretend to pass by. That kind of tension made your feet not listen. Now, of course, it ’s not as powerful as when I was a kid, but it does n’t feel good, and it ’s a little funny.
With memory, we took a few detours and went back to Agui ’s house. Agui was not here. Her eldest daughter was making a dustpan. When she saw us, she asked us how we came back so quickly. I said it was too hot to eat.
The fat man went straight back to the room and hid the iron box under the bed. Then we settled down. The fat man went out to beg for water and drink. I was thinking about the photos I didn't see. I felt hot and uneasy.
Fat people are more thoughtful than me, and ask Agui ’s daughter where the mountain road behind the wooden building leads. There are not many people who usually walk. Agui ’s daughter said that it ’s in the mountains, it ’s summer, the watermelon is ripe It is so, some people often go up the mountain to pick watermelon. That old wooden building has been there for a long time. I heard that an old lady had lived before.
I looked at the stuffy oil bottle and said old lady? Did the dull oil bottle live with an old woman before? His blank fifteen years could not be confined as a slave here, which is too tragic.
I don't know where the dirty idea came from. I probably heard too much fat yellow jokes all the way.
However, before Agui ’s daughter said, the length of time was unclear. Maybe it was earlier, or maybe it was after the oil bottle left.
The fat man said to me, if you hear it, you have to calm down. It ’s not like the wilderness and wilderness. You can do whatever you want. Instead of taking the risk, let ’s wait a little bit later.
I said that I couldn't wait. After eating lunch, I had to go around, and he said follow me.
Long story short, after eating lunch, I went to the ancient building with the oil bottle, and found that under the big tree at the door, I was sitting with a few old ghosts.
The difference between the story and real life is that you can always speed up the rhythm at the critical moment, but in real life, you will always be surprised. I squatted under the tree on the side and waited for the old men to leave and the forehead oil was exploded. Instead, the old men chatted more and more cheerfully.
I can't describe the anxiety that was stuck in my chest, and I didn't want to go back to give a joke to the fat man. I spent a few hours uneasy. The fat man came to us. He saw that we had not come back for so long, thinking we were caught.
I have gradually calmed down at this time, or it is still quiet, because the sun is shining, and the humid heat waves are turning in the air. We hold the banana leaf fan to cool it and it is not useful. The steamed foam is all but hot. Power. The stuffy oil bottle really admires me. Even if it's so hot, he still doesn't move. He doesn't see irritability at all, but he is also sweaty.
The fat man ridiculed me, and I did n’t have the strength to refute him. He had stayed in Beijing for a long time. He could n’t get used to the heat and humidity here. It was even more uncomfortable. Look for a stream to soak, otherwise I must be rancid. "
There is a mountain stream outside the village. We saw it when we came. It was not wide but the water was very urgent. At that time, when I saw it, I felt that it must be a good place to escape the heat. I just did n’t know how to get there.
I couldn't eat it anymore. When I heard it, I felt like it. I got up and went over with three people, and asked a few villagers along the way. The villagers showed me the way. The fat man picked the banana leaves and kept it on his head. He scolded the sun all the way and walked out of the village.
Zhaizi and Xijian are basically adjacent. Zhaizi in the mountainous area is basically built next to Xijian. There is a stone beach between Zhaizi and Xijian. When the rain is heavy, the water will flood up. These stone eggs can serve as a buffer. We are in He looked up at the stalk and found that there were many people playing in the water. It seems that the locals are not afraid of heat.
The creek stream is calmer than what we saw in the lower reaches, and when I walked to the creek, I felt a rush of coolness. Most of the children were playing. The girls of fifteen or sixteen were wearing shirts and soaked. The clothes attached to the body showed a graceful figure, and the fat man got excited, and took off his clothes a few times and rushed into the stream, as if the pig Bajie saw the spider essence.
I felt unsightly in briefs, and went into the water in my shorts. The stream in the sun was a little warm. I walked to the shade under the stone. The oily bottle didn't get into the water.
After soaking for a while, the summer heat disappeared, a leisurely cozy came over, the fat man was playing with the girls, the stuffy oil bottle was dozed off, I looked from the stream to the village, and I could see the stuffy oil bottle The tall building is not far away, which is much more comfortable than waiting at Agui's house.
Is like a candidate who makes a list, waiting in front of the wall for making a list is more comfortable than waiting at home. The anxiety just made me feel a little pitiful to myself. I told myself not to be nervous. This time we are not fighting. Nothing will happen here, there will be no dumplings, just take your time.
Lay down, immersed himself in the water, closed his eyes, and stretched his body.
I do n’t know how long I lie down. When I was a little hazy, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I woke up gradually, just sitting up, I caught my face in a pool of water, and woke me up sober, I When he got up, he found that the splashing children ran back to the shore and screamed and ran in one direction. The fat man shouted while splashing me: "Wake up!"
I stood up, and I saw somewhere in the distant village, there was a blue smoke, and I asked what happened? The fat man said: "It seems that a house is on fire."
When I looked in that direction, I found that it was the direction of the tall building of the oil bottle. I felt awkward.