It is more than 30 miles away from Shanglin Village, and they have finished it in half a day, and they also take turns to carry a wild boar of about 400 catties, and they have only rested twice.

Shanglin Village is located between a hill, overgrown with shrubs, and these shrubs grow luxuriantly, tall and stout, almost more than a zhang, it seems that all the plants here are very luxuriant, and the air is almost more than six layers of wood aura.

Among the shrubs, wooden houses loom with an antique and primitive smell, some of them tall and spacious, and all of them are long and long stone piles, surrounded by smooth yellow mud, and the doorways are hung with all sorts of strange animal bones.

Yellow-skinned children run around the village, and in the barren yellow earth, scrawny buffalo can occasionally be seen munching on grass, and at the foot of the hills, a meandering river flows outward, from which a child can return from the river.

The setting sun hung over the treetops, gradually falling, reflecting the whole village, gilding it with a layer of gold, and the river was sparkling, half river and half red.

It's an isolated, self-sufficient, idyllic old village that is so tranquil that you won't want to leave.

"It's... This is your village! Wang An couldn't help but sigh when he saw the village under the sunset, which was picturesque and picturesque.

"Yes, our village is in the most remote part of Luoyan Town, and few people come all year round, even if there is a carriage, it takes at least a month to go back and forth to the town every time, so we hardly go out except for exchange for daily necessities. Liu Quan glanced at Wang An and said a little lonely.

At this time, the children who were running in the village, when they saw Liu Quan and them coming back, immediately rushed over barefoot, and a series of laughter floated in the evening breeze.

"Young Patriarch, Brother Tietou, Brother Li, you're back!"

"Haha, this is a wild boar, such a big wild boar, there is meat to eat!"

"Who are you, brother?"

More than a dozen children suddenly gathered around, pointing at the wild boar carried by Tietou and Li Er, some swallowing saliva from time to time, while others looked at Wang An curiously and asked in a low voice who he was.

"Haha, little ones, hurry up and go back, add dinner tonight!" Liu Quan looked at the group of children with a smile on his face, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Dad, mother, the young patriarch and Brother Tietou have caught a big wild boar and come back, we have meat to eat!"

"Wild boar, wild boar!"

A group of little kids, barefoot, jumping around, kept muttering about wild boars and wanted to eat wild boar.

There were about 100 households, three or four hundred people, sparsely scattered among the hills for several miles, and as the children roared, the village was suddenly bustling, and men with animal skins and shirtless men running out. Some women, dressed in animal skins, stood on tiptoe and looked out from the doorway.

These people were very strange, painted with all kinds of strange patterns, strange patterns, and some of them wore rough necklaces carved from the bones of unknown beasts between their necks.

These people cheered, shouting the mightiness of the young patriarch and dancing strangely, as if celebrating their harvest.

Soon two strong men came to help fight the wild boar, and finally to a stone house.

An old man with white hair seemed to hear the movement outside, and walked out slowly on crutches, the wrinkles on his face were like folds, layer after layer, but he was full of energy, and his wise eyes were still a little clear.

Immediately after, a man who resembled Liu Quan also came out of the room, and behind him was a very tall woman, wearing some strange gemstone ornaments on her head, which shimmered.

"Grandpa, father, mother, the child is back!" Liu Quan strode forward and saluted the old man and the group of middle-aged couples.

"I've seen a long ....."

The villagers who followed behind also stepped forward to greet the old man. This person is the old patriarch Liu Zhong, who has been the village chief here for decades, is fair and kind, and is deeply loved by the villagers.

In the end, Liu Quan took Wang An to see his grandfather, and solemnly introduced Wang An as a wanderer, who was chased by wild beasts in the mountains and fell into a mud puddle, and was rescued by several of them.

After listening to Liu Quan's words, the old man's eyes burst into flames, staring at Wang An with a shocked expression, and all those eyes fell on Wang An's body.

Wang An was wearing a green shirt, and he was indeed out of place with the villagers here, but that didn't seem to be the reason why the old man kept staring.

Wang An glanced at the other party with a smile and did not speak.

On this evening, the village chief, Liu Zhong, announced a bonfire dinner, a custom in Shanglin Village, where hundreds of people from the village gather together for a party every time a large animal is killed.

Here, in addition to growing some grains, they usually collect wild fruits to eat, and if they go into the mountains to hunt animals, then the whole village eats together.

Although life is very tight, the people here seem to be very content, carefree, and everyone is kind and simple.

That night, about 500 people from the village gathered in an empty square.

Wild boars have already been dissected and coated with various wild spices, and the belly of the wild boar is also stuffed with salt and spices.

Several people tied the wild boar of more than 400 catties to the tree, and a raging fire began to burn underneath.

Hides were piled up on the ground, piled with all kinds of wild fruits, and home-brewed fruit wine, and outside the square, several huge iron pots were cooking, stir-frying, or boiling millet porridge, the aroma of which lingered in the air.

Women, children, old and young laughed and laughed, in a sea of joy.

When they had eaten and drunk, they sang and danced and sang strange ballads, each of which seemed to be an ancient syllable, obscure.

After the banquet, Wang An stayed at Liu Quan's house.

When he was just sitting in the room, there was a knock on the door, and Wang An knew that it was Liu Zhong who was coming.

"Haha, in the dead of night, the village chief visited late at night, I don't know what to do?" Wang An opened the door and looked at Liu Zhong standing at the door, with a smile on his face.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just that there are some things I want to ask Childe. Liu Zhong coughed dryly, forbade him to enter Wang An's room, and found a stool to sit on.

"The old man is not old and dizzy, I guess the son is not a person from the neighborhood, let alone a person from the wild goose formation, you have his breath on you, you must be the same kind of person. Liu Zhong sighed in a low voice, looked at Wang An again, and said slowly. ()

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