At this time, Wushuang suddenly heard footsteps approaching...し/【】There is no cover on the grassland. Even if there are really bad people, you can only sit and wait for death and have nowhere to hide.

Ma Ya winked at Wushuang, put Wushuang's hand on her waist, and a gun was in her waist.

In a short while, I saw that many people were walking towards this mountain from all directions on the grassland. These people were wearing everything, including folk clothes, Mongolian robes from local herders, thick linen clothes that were patched by poor families, and the green military uniforms that were popular during the Cultural Revolution decades ago. These people not only dressed differently, but also looked different.

Some are obviously round faces of local Mongolians, some are thin and small as those of Jiangnan people, and some are typical Northeastern men.

Although the Korqin Grassland is one of the more famous scenic spots in my country, tourism was not very popular in that era. In the early spring, there was no hurried grassland on the grassland. The scenery was definitely not as good as in summer and autumn. No one would have traveled so far to travel.

"Brother, look, there are so many people? Why didn't there be a single person just now? Now there are so many people coming out from all directions? Could it be..." Ma Ya was worried that it was the killer sent by the Japanese. But even the Japanese could not wear so untidy, right? If Kawashima sent people to kill Wushuang, they would definitely be werewolf, all of them in black-clothed samurai swords. Judging from the situation of Wushuang and Ma Ya, if they encounter an ambush from little Japan, it would be a lot of luck.

"It shouldn't be true. Something is wrong with these people. Stay away from them." Wushuang took out his gun and handed it to Ma Ya for self-defense.

"Hey, brother, look behind us?" Ma Ya whispered to Wushuang.

Wushuang looked back and saw that the direction behind him, which was the direction of Hulagehundi Ranch when they came, five or six young men carrying 38-year-old covers came. These young men looked ten years old, all wearing green military uniforms. They were from our country's five-style military uniforms, typical educated youth of the Cultural Revolution.

The five or six young men suddenly appeared behind the two, but there would definitely be no one following them along the way. Not to mention how great the light skills under the other party's feet were, they could track the uncovered prairie without being discovered. Is this possible?

The five or six strangely dressed people slowly approached them. Wushuang stood there alertly without moving. He squinted his eyes and looked at the movements of the people. He had already picked up four small stones in his hand. As long as they had any abnormal movements in a while, Wushuang would throw them out immediately. Even if they could not kill anyone, he could knock the gun in their hands to the ground.

"Hey? Where did you come from?" After approaching, the people actually took the initiative to say hello to Wushuang and the others.

"We..." Ma Ya wanted to answer, but Wushuang didn't let her speak even if she pulled her.

"There are family members in the mountains who are singing operas on a large stage, but it's so lively. Let's go and have a look?" These people spoke Northeast dialect, but their accent was different from Wushuang. Their accent was a little simple and they spoke Northeast dialect.

Northeast dialect is not exactly the same. What we are talking about is not the difference between regions, but the difference in years. For example, Northeast Dialect is relatively poor more than half a century ago. Until now, many elderly people in rural Northeast China still speak old dialects.

Such as "Border Wall", "Xiangadaya", "Bald Rebellion", "Yangba Erzheng"... These are all traditional Northeastern dialects. As time goes by, the new generation of children have received modern education and often watch TV, and Mandarin has gradually become popular. These traditional Northeastern dialects have become less and less, and even speaking these local dialects, some Northeastern children cannot understand them.

Traditional Northeast dialect is just one word "地"! And the strangely dressed people behind me are talking about traditional Northeast dialect.

"Don't let the two of you go here, you're so stupid. Why are you doing something? Don't you watch a big show? Are you pretending to show off? Look, it's a good girl who talks and makes a turtle belly, it's hard!"

Wushuang and Ma Ya looked at each other and were stunned for a long time. They were nothing else. The two Northeastern people had to translate in their heads for a while when they heard their words.

After saying that, the few people passed by their side and joined the people who came from all directions into the mountain.

"Brother, I haven't heard this old Northeast dialect in some years. When I was a child, my grandfather and the others always said it. Nowadays, young people still speak Northeast dialect?"

Wushuang said that these people had problems. Perhaps it was what fellow villagers said. Did you see the guns they resisted during the Cultural Revolution? They were the 38th Great Guard. How many people dared to carry guns now? The 38th Great Guard was captured by our army during World War II. The army definitely did not use these backward guns. Later, they were all sent to the militia for use.

"Ah? No, right? You said they were dead?"

"I can't judge whether it's a dead person or not, and I don't feel the yin energy in them, but the sound of the opera is really weird. Let's be careful later. You must remember the road. If there is any accident, we will run out." Wushuang said.

People from all directions were attracted by the singing of operas. Wushuang did not rush to join their team, but waited for them to leave before he followed Ma Ya not far behind them.

They all wear everything, but no one wears modern clothes. They have a common characteristic. When they see Wushuang and Ma Ya, they will kindly ask them to watch the big show together, but they don’t say a word with their other companions, as if they have reached a tacit understanding, and they know what the other party is thinking without saying anything.

The movement of singing big operas in the mountains became increasingly louder and more powerful. Wushuang and Ma Ya followed the group of people to approach the mountains. The mountain was dark and there was no reference. Hundreds of people in front of them walked with their heads down without any sound. They seemed to have known that there were people singing big operas here for a long time, and they were very familiar with the grass and trees here.

"Brother, if we follow the fellow villagers, the nearby herders must know that the mountain is in trouble. No matter what happens in the mountain, no matter what happens, no one will come to see the excitement. But look, the road under our feet is clearly stepped on by someone." Ma Ya said.

The grass seeds on the grassland are extremely vital, and the animals such as cattle, horses and sheep will not be killed by trampling them in groups. If they step on them today, they will grow again tomorrow. There is no trace of a grass on the narrow path at the foot of the mountain, and the feet have already been stepped on to become bare. This shows that hundreds of people often watch big shows.

Ma Ya lives in the mountains. She used to listen to her grandfather talk about the evil things in the mountains. Over time, this girl also understood a little.
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