The gatekeepers guard the lonely Wanren High Mountain behind them for many years. All outsiders are enemies to some extent to them, so they are xenophobic, even for the sake of the guardian.

Chu Huan also had a mysterious aura, so he stayed with the tacit consent of the gatekeeper leader Luge. Many gatekeepers looked at him curiously, but because of the patriarch's cold face, they did not dare to go over and talk rashly.

If the life of the guardian is simple, then the life of the guardian is boring.

They are more solemn and have stronger combat power. They are always in a state of waiting for the game and being unremitting. Compared with the Liyi clan guardians who live in the Peach Blossom Land, the gatekeepers are more like real warriors.

In the evening, Nanshan and others carried some grain from the mountain, washed and cut into pieces, and threw them into the pot in order.

The pot is the kind of big guy who can be used as a bathtub. I guess Elder Tang, who is stewed in a whole lot, is hung on the rack and cooked on a high heat. It doesn’t matter if it is placed first and then placed. The heat is not hot. Anyway, the grain, vegetables and meat are so sticky that they are boiled into a pot of hodgepodge. All kinds of ingredients are broken, rotten, and the uncooked ones are not cooked. Love is entangled in boundless love.

A gatekeeper stood aside with his sword and raised a handful of coarse salt. When the strong wind blew the sand, he had the staple food for the evening.

Fortunately, in addition to the staple food, there are some side dishes - there are several small fires next to the big pot. The gatekeeper cleaned up the beast he had just caught, then chopped it a few times, forked it with a pointed fork, and roasted it on the fire. There are also some plant rhizomes such as potatoes and sweet potatoes, which should be local specialties. They are dug out of the soil and don’t even wash it. They throw it into the fire with mud. After roasting, they will naturally fall off, revealing the scorched flesh inside.

To put it nicely, the daily life of the gatekeeper is quite wild - in Chu Huan's opinion, "wild fun" means to be simple and rough.

However, before he knew it, Chu Huan had learned to no longer measure other people's lives with his narrow perspectives, and he no longer tried to guess the meaning of the survival of the gatekeeper.

Although the language of both sides still cannot achieve seamless connection, Nanshan's perspective unknowingly influenced him.

Chu Huan discovered that when he asked about the meaning of "living", he actually didn't expect any answer - because if others told him that the meaning was "simple, ordinary, busy, rice, oil and salt", he would feel that the other party was confused, and if others told him a clear or even noble goal, he would feel that it was a fake and empty space.

The reason why he asked was that when he was empty and confused, he just found a place to look philosophical.

Nanshan once told him that any existence must make sense.

Of course, this is not absolute, and some "existence" is unreasonable - for example, when Chu Huan was about to find a corner to sit down in a low profile, a group of people led by Bangmao shouted at him enthusiastically: "What a bitch, come here!"

Chu Huan never hoped that he was a deaf person.

Yuan Ping smiled beside him like a dog-tail flower trembling in the wind. After laughing, he followed him unyieldingly.

Chu Huan said angrily: "Why do you follow me?"

Yuan Ping spread his hands: "Follow me, what a bitch, I have to count on you to live with this joke for the rest of my life."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Chu Huan wanted to return the sacred spring. When he heard the second half of the sentence, he stopped talking.

The words "The rest of your life" look like a sudden knife. When Lengzi stabbed him, his flesh and blood could not bear it.

What will Yuan Ping do in the next half of his life?

Are you always trapped in the mountain gate to the cycle of life and death?

Seeing his face suddenly changed, Yuan Ping asked in an unknown way: "Why did your face look like you had eaten shit again? Moody, I found that you are getting more and more nervous recently."

Chu Huan said silently, thinking he was right.

Chu Huan sat down, no longer had the mood to fight, took a piece of rough barbecue handed to him by someone else, and mechanically filled it into his mouth, eating it so hard that he had no appetite.

There was chaos around, with adults running around and children hiking, chirping one after another. Suddenly, the second kick foot, which was originally sitting on the side, seemed to have nails growing under the butt, shaking it in place. At first, it was just shaking unbearable. In the end, his face turned red and he couldn't bear it. He stood up suddenly, running out with his waist and legs clamped.

Bangcui had an inappropriate pair of sharp eyes. He saw the movement of the second kicking foot with a glimpse of it. He immediately opened his throat and told him: "Hey, what are you doing?"

This scream shocked everyone's attention, and the two kicks kept bent down ninety degrees. In front of everyone's eyes, they stood up into a fashionable statue, blushing so much that they could almost go to bullfight.

Second kick: "I...I I'm that...I'm that...I'm going!"

Bangcui asked knowingly: "Which is that?"

Chu Huan suddenly remembered that he accidentally sprayed the blood of the "mad dog" on the young man's face.

The bitch king showed a meaningful smile at the right time and glanced at the lower half of the second kicker.

Second kicking was like a rabbit poked into the butt. His hands were trying to cover his crotch with great flapping, and he screamed strangely: "I'm just peeing! What's wrong with peeing? Why are you laughing!"

Amid the laughter of the crowd, the young man felt ashamed and angry as if he was almost inhumiliated, and ran in a scattered manner.

Nanshan immediately seized this opportunity. With his innocent and unintentional face, he followed up with a different story: "If we have someone we like, we can make an engagement at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and we can make an engagement under the witness of the patriarch and the elder."

The "marriage" he mentioned does not mean similar to "making an appointment for marriage in the future" in Chinese, but refers to the marriage itself. The clan guards of the tribe regard marriage as an unforgettable vow, and Chu Huan heard him say it.

Chu Huan looked at Nanshan and his mood would get better, so he put down his thoughts just now and became a little more interested in chatting: "We can't do that. We are underage and are still in school to prepare for the college entrance examination. The Civil Affairs Bureau will not issue a certificate and will not allow us to settle it."

Nanshan asked: "What if you meet someone you like?"

"Hold it," Chu Huan smiled wickedly and said, "It was broken by his parents' discovery, and the teacher found out that he wrote a check--that was wrongly repent."

Nanshantou once did not express his curiosity about the bizarre life on the other side of the river. He felt that he had found a breakthrough, so he quickly asked in a hurry: "Have you written a check as well?"

Chu Huan found a bragging opportunity by chance. He waved his hand and said, "How is that possible? I was the standard 'male squad leader in white shirt' at that time. Do you know what it means? It's..."

Yuan Ping: "It's the most cheap, fake, and good at reporting in the class."

Chu Huan picked up a bone and shot it on his face. Then he seemed to remember something and said to Nanshan: "Don't say it, I really wrote one."

At this time, in Nanshan's heart, "writing check" seemed to be equivalent to "love", and his fist that was hanging beside him suddenly tightened.

"Of course it's not because of being caught in an early love life." Chu Huan slowly added the next sentence, "I used my spare time to expel the harm of the people..."

The bones came with a fierce murderous intent as strong as new and old hatreds. Chu Huan turned his head away calmly, and did not look at the angry Yuan Ping: "Some people always like to pick up and scold."

Nanshan found that the prepared topic had been taken away by Chu Huan for 108,000 miles, and it was a big deal to remedy it.

But today it has reached this point, and he really doesn't want to detour anymore, so he plans to just ask directly.

Nanshan repeated the words in his heart several times, trying to act like a pretended relaxed state, but he always felt that he was incompetent.

When a person cares about it to the extreme, he always seems a bit artificial when he reaches the extreme. Nanshan realizes that he is unnatural, but has forgotten what he is like to be "natural".

He tortured himself secretly.

When Chu Huan saw that his expression was strange, he immediately wiped his hands and leaned over to touch Nanshan's forehead: "Are you okay? Did you get injured just now? Don't get infected."

Nanshan was touched by his claws and turned into a frightened raccoon, his whole body was so stiff that it could not move.

Chu Huan frowned and put his palm on the side of Nanshan's neck: "Why is the pulse jumping so fast? Could it be that he was poisoned?"

Nanshan stared at his eyes that were so close to him, and suddenly felt that he might have been really poisoned.

Until the elder rescues him.

The elder sat next to the big pot, his image was so smoky by the steam. He held an iron fork and knocked on the edge of the pot: "I said to the leader of Nanshan, the leader of Ruge, I think we should talk about the serious business first. After talking about the serious business, would you let the brothers who are not on duty today have some wine?"

Nanshan woke up and returned to normal, quickly avoided Chu Huan's hand and whispered: "It's okay."

He and Ruge, the leader of the gatekeeper, came out from the crowd, and everyone gathered around. The chaotic crowd and the venue were well trained in an instant and silently.

"Although the flat film man and Mutay have always lived in groups," Ruger said without any hesitation and without nonsense, "but I have never seen such a large-scale siege before, so there are either new places falling nearby or something drives them here."

Nanshan continued: "If that's true, we can't stay in the mountain passively now. This time it's Mutay, what about next time?"

The elder twisted his goatee's beard: "The old rules are the gatekeepers who follow one or two, and the main manpower is still coming from us."

The mountain is the source of life for both their tribes, so no matter what happens, the gatekeeper must not leave the mountain gate. This is the rule left by the ancestors. Whether it is cleaning or detecting the surrounding areas, it is the matter of the mountain guardian. The gatekeeper can send at most one or two people to accompany him.

When Yuan Ping heard this, he immediately raised his hand in fear that the world would not be in chaos: "I'll go! I can go!"

Chu Huan pondered for a moment: "I'll go too."

Of course, Chu Huan was not trying to join in the fun.

The world is full of dangers. Forget it, he didn't see it. Now he has seen the tip of the iceberg, so he can't stand by and watch no matter what. He can't stand Nanshan struggling here year by year, nor can he see Yuan Ping guarding a mountain gate.

He had to have as much information as possible, even if he was powerless to take them away in the end, and could not realize his beautiful wishes for Nanshan, at least to a certain extent, reduce the death rate of the mountain guardian... and the gatekeeper.

But when he responded, Nanshan thought wrongly.

Chu Huan was not like this in the Liyi tribe's settlement before. He didn't ask much questions or care about anything at that time. He could even understand some of their language, but he pretended not to understand because he was too lazy to make trouble.

Why did you suddenly become active at this time?

Nanshan couldn't think of any other reason except Yuan Ping.

However, it is not the time when the patriarch should be thinking about it. Nanshan quickly pulled his mind back to his running away and forced it to be inquired about the boundary. His eyes swept over his tribe members, and he efficiently placed his manpower, and arranged various matters after he left. At the foot of the mountain is an unprotected world, which is quite dangerous. Since Luge cannot move, as the leader of the mountain guard, Nanshan must lead by example.

The elder took a deep breath of the chowder soup in the bowl with a lot of worries: "I'm afraid we have to be prepared to kill all the invading enemies. This 'winter' is sad..."

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

Just then, Er Gaojiao came back from the woods with his pants and his face flushed. He seemed to be planning to sneak into the crowd. As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by the malicious tribe members again. Several men seemed to want to adjust the atmosphere, and they all showed their white teeth and teased around Er Gaojiao: "So fast."

The second kicked and the other people fought together.

Nanshan exhaled a breath of turbid air and waved to the tribes of the two tribes: "I'm done, come on the wine!"

Ruger shook his head: "One person on duty today only costs one bowl..."

Such people who were disappointed at any time were immediately abandoned by the masses. The people of the two tribes rushed up and coaxed Luge's voice into the noisy ocean, as if they wanted to wipe out the dullness just now, and there was a way to deal with the world that was drunk today.

The second kick was knocked down on the ground by a few men. After a while, he got up out of breath. He was not angry. He silently sorted out his clothes, took a bowl of wine and sat on one side. Under the cover of the wine bowl, he secretly looked at the girl sitting on the other side.

The boy didn't know how to hide it, and was soon seen by someone who was interested. A new round of cheering came over and squeezed him, the young man who was uninformed in love with the young man who was in trouble, so he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

When the little girl heard the movement, she looked back and laughed. The second kicking foot seemed to have made up her mind. He gritted his teeth and drank the wine in the bowl in one sip.

Drinking to make the cowards brave, and as everyone cheered, he strode towards his sweetheart.

Nanshan Guang saw a glimpse and found that he had been beaten by the second kick. He immediately felt so angry that he drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp and turned to Chu Huan.

Chu Huan picked up the jar of wine and put it on him, but Nanshan did not touch his lips.

He looked at Chu Huan with a strange look: "It is dangerous to go to the ground to explore, otherwise I wouldn't take people there myself, do you know?"
To be continued...