"Hehe, of course I am not." Zhu Yongxing also smiled and said: "There is no god in this world."
"There is no god, so how did you come here?" The old man pointed at Zhu Yongxing casually with his hand and said with a smile: "No, you should be the messenger of god, coming to help our Mengshan Ke tribe. Because of you, Mengzhu
Saved, the Golden Bear King has been killed, and--and you will continue to get us through the difficulties."
Zhu Yongxing struggled to listen, but he still understood the meaning. He said hesitantly: "Old man, if you have difficulties, of course I am willing to try my best to help you, but my ability is limited, so I have to leave."
The old man lowered his eyelids and lowered his arms, and the red scorpion crawled down from his body and stayed in his hand.
"That's just your idea." The old man raised his head and said slowly: "Since God sent you here, he will make it impossible for you to escape. Something will definitely happen. I can be sure of this."
"Why are you so sure? There is really no god in this world." Zhu Yongxing retorted.
The old man shook his head and said, "You don't understand yet, and I don't want to tell you more. When things happen, you will know what God wants you to do. You don't need to be taught. You are different. I can tell you from the moment you walk in.
Come out."
"Because I am Han Chinese, I am different from you." Zhu Yongxing defended.
"Then why are they afraid of you?" The old man pointed with his hand and said meaningfully.
Zhu Yongxing looked in the direction of his finger and was startled. There was a string of six or seven three-inch-long scorpions that were only more than a foot away from him at some point, but they seemed to have encountered some obstacle.
, did not continue to move forward, and the tail hook also hung down.
Resisting the urge to chop with the knife, Zhu Yongxing straightened up on guard.
The old man reached out and took out a small box from behind, pushed it in front of Zhu Yongxing, and looked at him with a kind smile.
"Given it to me?" Zhu Yongxing asked.
The old man nodded, raised his chin, and signaled Zhu Yongxing to open it.
This is a box made of bamboo silk. It is very beautifully woven. It is about an inch high and about two inches in diameter. The bamboo silk is already red and has a blue pattern. Zhu Yongxing opened it gently with curiosity.
Inside is a ring-like thing, which seems to be made of silver, with a purple hard object on it.
"Put it on." The old man said briefly.
Zhu Yongxing fiddled with it twice, and in order not to lose etiquette, he put it on the middle finger of his left hand. It fit well.
The old man nodded with satisfaction, lowered his eyelids, as if he had accomplished something important, and said in a low voice: "Go ahead, God will tell you what to do and how to do it when the time comes."
Zhu Yongxing got up and found that the scorpions had disappeared. He was a little afraid of this mysterious old man. Well, it can't be said that he was afraid, but he just didn't want to get too close to him. Bowing again, Zhu Yongxing said goodbye. The old man looked like an old man.
The monk seemed to be in trance, without raising his head, he turned around and pushed the door open and walked out.
As soon as the door closed, the old man raised his head and said to himself: "It turned out to be a Han. God, your arrangement is really puzzling. My Azhu - well, everything is decided by God!
"
When Zhu Yongxing walked out of the grass gate, Mengzhu rushed over and asked repeatedly: "Brother Zhu, patriarch, what did my father do to you?"
"I didn't do anything, just chatting." Zhu Yongxing grinned, then stretched out his left hand and said, "By the way, the clan leader gave me this."
Mengzhu looked down and couldn't help but let out a cry of joy. She grabbed Zhu Yongxing's hand and raised it high so that everyone could see it.
After a moment of silence, the crowd cheered enthusiastically, and Zhu Yongxing didn't know why they were so happy.
At this time, Mengzhu said to him: "This is a very precious purple gold vine ring. Our clan only has two. The clan leader gave it to you to show that you have been recognized as a member of our clan. This has never happened before."
Thing, this means..."
Mengzhu smiled and stopped talking. At this time, the young patriarch walked over, showed a sincere and friendly smile, patted Zhu Yongxing's shoulder hard, and babbled a lot.
"My brother said, please go to his place to change clothes, and then go to the welcoming ceremony." Mengzhu translated.
"Welcome ceremony, is there anything to eat?" Zhu Yongxing was really hungry. He looked at his clothes, which were dirty and torn, and indeed unsightly. He smiled at the young patriarch and nodded.
……………
The bonfire burned brightly, and everything around it seemed to be trembling. The wet branches in the fire made crackling sounds, complaining, and the cheerful and lively flames seemed to be playing, hugging each other, and the red tongues of fire rolled up, spreading out a
The sparks and stars in the sky seemed to be smiling and waving to those sparks.
Zhu Yongxing wore Menghe's clothes and pants, an embroidered shirt and a double-breasted jacket. The shoulders of the shirt and the two sleeves were embroidered with various colored threads. The sleeves of the jacket were still inlaid, and there was a back card on the back. He took the Mengzhu and held it in both hands.
I came over to the horn cup, drank the very sweet wine in it, and watched the men and women singing and dancing enthusiastically around the campfire. I was also infected, smiling, and feeling very relaxed. The doubts I had just now were almost gone after drinking a few glasses of wine.
The smoke disappeared, and he thought it was just a friendly joke.
Roasted bear meat, um, not bad. The key is that I have never eaten it before. This thing is a protected animal, but I didn’t expect it to be a treat now. Zhu Yongxing ate it happily, and his mouth was full of oil. The wine was sweet and not very exciting.
, I can drink a pound of Erguotou.
The young clan leader's name is Meng He, and now Zhu Yongxing is considered a member of the clan. He also shows a generous and hospitable temperament, having cups and bowls with Zhu Yongxing, looking very happy. Mengzhu sat aside obediently, watching with a smile.
Zhu Yongxing poured wine and cut meat. He was very attentive and asked Zhu Yongxing a few words from time to time.
After a while, several Miao girls ran over, looking at them and smiling, a round-faced Miao girl was pushed out, lit up her singing voice and sang: "Golden Mountain, Silver Mountain, Wanbao Mountain, every family has a fruit orchard;
Other people's orchards are full of fruit, why do you still have bills for yours?"
Zhu Yongxing didn't understand, and he was drunk again, so he just smiled stupidly.
Several Miao girls looked at Zhu Yongxing's silly look and burst into laughter. The round-faced Miao girls laughed and sang again: "My brother is good at literature and martial arts, but he is a stupid big goose. I laugh at you and sigh when you are thirsty. When you come to the water
I’m afraid of going into the river.”
"What are they talking about?" Zhu Yongxing asked Mengzhu curiously.
"Oh, they are praising you for being brave!" Mengzhu smiled happily and translated randomly.
"Thank you, thank you." Zhu Yongxing believed it, crossed his fingers and moved them up and down to express his gratitude.
The Miao girls were addicted to bullying Zhu Yongxing. They laughed and pulled Mengzhu out and sang in unison: "Azhu is the most beautiful in the village, just like a fairy descending to the earth; no one can match her ingenuity and skill. If you like, say something back."