"Ouch, it's so fragrant, I smelled it at the bottom of the mountain, it's bacon, right?" Ma Chengfeng was so hungry that he drooled.

"Well, I knew you would come back by yourself when it was time to eat, wash your hands and help." Chu Tianyue angrily reproached him and said. Qiao'er secretly covered her mouth on the side, thinking that the two of them were a couple.

However, Qiao'er never dared to look at Ma Chengfeng directly, but hid behind Chu Tianyue and kept inadvertently sweeping Ma Chengfeng's handsome cheeks with the corner of her eye. The girls in the mountains are shy.

"Qiao'er, you don't have to be afraid, don't look at him just now, but Cheng Feng is not bad, especially for a beautiful girl like you." Chu Tianyue said with a smile.

"Thank you little brother for relieving Qiao'er just now, grandpa said, let me take out the flower carvings in the cellar for you to drink at night, it is a jar of old wine that his old man has treasured for 30 years, and he is usually reluctant to drink it during the holidays." Qiao'er lowered her head and said to him with a crimson face. It can be seen that Qiao'er is simple-minded and a good girl who knows how to repay her kindness.

"Of course it's good to have good wine, but I'm short of drinking friends today, good wine has to be shared, and it's called enjoyment when you have a bosom friend to drink, and I don't know where that kid is running now, is he lost in the woods?" Ma Chengfeng looked at the darkness in the forest outside the mountain, and he was also anxious in his heart.

"I don't think you have to worry about that, in this place, whether it's a beast or a bandit, I'm afraid they can't help your good brother, right? Wait a minute, maybe you are like you on the road, and you are a little hero who draws a knife to help you when the road is uneven? Chu Tianyue said.

This small village is surprisingly quiet, as long as after sunset, there is no movement in the village, they have not finished dinner, Qiao'er said that it is too late, we have to rest, this is the rule left by our ancestors in our village. "Friends from afar, if you have finished eating, just put the dishes and chopsticks here, and I will clean up tomorrow morning." After saying that, she ran back to the main house as if she was hiding from the plague and closed the door.

Ma Chengfeng touched his face, and then looked at the seven-star blade inserted upside down in his waist, Chu Tianyue was right, he has always been gentle to girls, why did he turn his face when he said it? He didn't say anything, did he?

"Cheng Feng, keep eating, don't take it to heart, the ethnic minorities in the southwest do have their own customs and rules, let's follow the customs, try not to break them, and sleep when you're full!" Professor Monalo has been walking outside all year round and knows more or less how to deal with these ethnic minority villagers.

He said that this place is not bad, and when he and an old friend went to Xinjiang to work in the field, they passed through a small village, and the rules in the small village are strange. Not only are no one allowed to eat large meat, but they are not allowed to even speak with meat characters, and they also have to recite the Book of Heaven before going to bed at night, which is not a Qur'an left by the ****** Prophet, but a strange spell left by an evil god worshiped by the locals, twisted like singing a children's rhyme.

"I said, Professor, how have you been here for so many years? Dealing with these people all day long, isn't it...... Over here...... Nothing has changed? Ma Chengfeng pointed to his head.

"Huh...... It's good to get used to it, every profession has its own occupational disease? We have to respect the customs of ethnic minorities, respect them, they will respect us, you see, people can give us a hut to shelter from the wind and rain, and prepare a rich wine and meat for us, that is, treat us as honored guests, don't be picky. ”

It was pitch black outside, there was no electricity in this remote ravine, and the population in the village was not large, and there was not even an oil lamp outside at night, so you had to hold a torch to illuminate it.

That night, everyone slept in the house, and Ma Chengfeng was still lying on the roof looking at the starry sky and keeping vigil for them. The night in the mountain was cold, and he sneezed several times in a row after lying down for a while, he rubbed his nose, probably smelling too much of that strange fragrance in the old witch cave, and now the sense of smell in his nose has not fully recovered.

Fairy Grass ...... Fairy Grass ...... Wrong! This smell??? No wonder I didn't listen to my sneezing, and at some point there was a smell of fairy grass wafting in the air, exactly like the smell in the old witch's cave. Ma Chengfeng jumped down from the roof and followed the strange fragrance of fairy grass.

In the silence of the night, only his own shadow was pulled by the moonlight, and the shadow was reflected on the ground, and the scene was extremely strange. This cottage is too small, too barren, even if it is a village of toast, the small courtyard where he lives is very simple, Ma Chengfeng took a turn in the yard, and the fragrance of his fairy grass actually came from the main house.

He was about to step closer to the base of the main house wall, vaguely as if he heard a low cry from inside the main house, the cry was very small, that person should have been covering his mouth, not wanting others to hear his sadness, but why, the night was too quiet, Ma Chengfeng's ears were smart, where could he escape his insight?

"Woooooooooo......oo Woo woo woo ...... "The sad sobs came and went, crying very sadly, and there was a sadness in the heart.

Ma Chengfeng searched for it, squatting under the window, the fragrance of fairy grass also wafted out of the window, through the hazy papier-mâché window, I saw a girl sitting in the room, the girl had a long shawl, sideways facing the window, from this corner you can just see her blinking big eyes and long eyelashes, and the bridge of her nose. It should be Qiao'er.

Ma Chengfeng, who was smoked by the rich fragrance of fairy grass, was a little dizzy, he couldn't understand why these ethnic minority girls in Xiangxi had a soft spot for this kind of small flower? Do they all fantasize that they can marry a tree body or a cave god in the future?

The main house is divided into two rooms, east and west, the east house lives Wu Lao, and the west house lives his granddaughter Qiao'er, Qiao'er's cry may not be heard from the outside, but under the same roof, the grandfather in the opposite room cannot be unaware, why not come to ask the granddaughter?

With a click, Ma Chengfeng deliberately picked up a small pebble and hit it on the window, Qiao'er's reflection was suddenly stunned, and then he reached out to wipe away his tears. Gently pushed open the window and looked out.

There were still a few crystal teardrops in her big clear eyes, which were as beautiful as a star in the sky. Ma Chengfeng noticed that there was a small table next to Qiao'er, and on the table was a dilapidated porcelain bowl, and there were a few petals poured into the bowl, blood-red petals, which were fairy grass! Moreover, Qiao'er's lips were fiery red, like a big zongzi that had just drunk blood.

"Big Brother Ma? You...... What are you doing here? She exclaimed.

"It's fairy grass, isn't it? Why do you eat it? Are you a Falling Flower Cave Girl? Ma Chengfeng reached out and grabbed the porcelain bowl.

(End of chapter)

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