"Duka likes Yilin," the chief began to narrate calmly, as if he was telling a distant story. "I don't know if he really likes Yilin, but now Duka is the most powerful captain in the tribal hunting team.
If he becomes my son-in-law, he will directly become the tribal chief. This is the rule of inheritance of the chief's position."
The rules are unlucky rules, but what does it matter to me if Duka becomes the chief?
As if sensing Zhou Jiping's doubts and indifference, the chief continued to speak slowly, obviously struggling with the use of words: "Duka is too aggressive. He is still young and not mature enough. I can't let him take Da.
Damon will be brought into a new war." After pondering for a moment, the chief continued: "I once had three sons, and they were all killed in the war nine years ago. That war cost Damon hundreds of thousands of people."
As if thinking about the past, the chief stopped. He could see that the war had done a lot of damage to him and his tribe. What kind of war was it? The chief's story aroused Zhou Jiping's curiosity to some extent. Without saying a word,
The place is waiting for the chief’s next words.
"Maybe Duka will become a qualified chief in the future, but he is not now." After saying this, the chief stood up and was about to leave. Just when he was about to go out, the chief stopped, threw his watch back to Zhou Jiping, and said
: "Irene will tell you the rest. Tomorrow you will go and guard the farmland of the tribe. Remember, don't let anyone know that I understand English."
The wooden door rustled, and the chief's footsteps faded away.
What a strange tribe! Zhou Jiping wanted to turn around and look at Yilin, but when he saw her lowering her eyebrows, she didn't know what she was thinking about. He thought to himself: Tell me, tell me what? All of this has nothing to do with me.
, you don’t want to say, and I don’t want to ask, sleep! It’s important to be energetic
He stood up and prepared to extinguish the fire in the fire pit. His actions alarmed Yi Lin: "No! No! The fire in the room on the wedding night can only be extinguished by itself. This is a tribal rule."
"What a big rule! I'm tired anyway, so I can still sleep without turning off the lights." Zhou Jiping thought dully, took off the messy accessories on his body, put them on the table, and fell asleep under his clothes near the door.
The bed is very big, and it can sleep three more people. Zhou Jiping sleeps on the far side, leaving most of the bed for Yilin.
I guess she has been sleeping behind me for the first few days? I wonder why they made the bed so big. I have long heard that many primitive tribes have polygamists. Could it be that this is what they do? - Zhou Jiping closed his eyes and thought wildly.
"My father was once the great chief of the Damon tribe. At that time, there were hundreds of thousands of people in Damon. Later, white people came to the tribe. My father learned English at that time, and my name was also given by the white people..."
Yilin behind her spoke slowly. Seeing that Zhou Jiping was motionless, Yilin sighed, took off her accessories one by one, and fell asleep in the other corner far away from Zhou Jiping.
…
The mountain village on a summer night is peaceful and quiet
A lonely figure walked towards the only night light at the entrance of the village
The exam is coming soon, and I must seize the time to review. Otherwise, with my own learning environment, how can I keep up with the students of the county high school? The young man encouraged himself in his heart, but the tiredness still came over him...
Someone! A special feeling awakened the sleeping boy. He looked with hazy eyes and saw a black shadow leaving the village and walking towards the hillside.
"Uncle Xiang? What is he doing so late?" the young man guessed, hanging far behind, following like a nimble cat.
There was a piece of flat land on the mountainside. A middle-aged man took off his coat and slowly stretched his muscles. He breathed long and moved for a while. The man stood still, stretched his hands to his sides, slowly bent his knees, and moved his hands toward
Make an arc in front of your body, lower your shoulders and elbows, fold your hands together, hold your fingers in front of your lower abdomen, and breathe lightly...
Ah - I have long heard that Uncle Xiang knows kung fu, but no one has ever seen him practice it, nor have he tried it with the people in the village. It turned out that he practiced it in the middle of the night.
With only a slight movement, the middle-aged man noticed: "Who?" Uncle Xiang stopped moving and asked in a deep voice.
"Hey, Uncle Xiang, it's me" Zhou Jiping couldn't hide it anymore
"Jiping, why don't you sleep at this late hour?" Xiang Shu asked after stopping his gesture.
"I just reviewed my homework at the entrance of the village. Uncle Xiang, you know Kung Fu, why do you never show it?" Zhou Jiping asked childishly.
"Oh, my master won't let me show my fists casually. If you see it, you can see it. If you don't want to tell others," Uncle Xiang instructed.
"Why? It's not a bad thing to practice boxing. Besides, what kind of boxing are you practicing?" Zhou Jiping didn't understand.
"I practice Xiangxiquan. There are strict rules in this sect and no random talk is allowed."
"Uncle Xiang, can you teach me?" Zhou Jiping asked, "Well -" Uncle Xiang pondered.
"Uncle Xiang" Zhou Jiping begged
Uncle Xiang smiled: "Jiping, actually you are a good candidate for boxing. You are smart, perceptive, and can endure hardships. I have been attracted to you for a long time. However, it takes time to practice Kung Fu and Kung Fu. You can't do it."
Can you afford it?”
Seeing Zhou Jiping's puzzled look, Uncle Xiang explained: "Look at our villages within a few dozen miles, there are quite a few people who know kung fu, but are there any who can excel in it? If you are admitted to university now, that's it.
There have been no top picks in the past in our mountains for many years! If I delay you because of my boxing practice, wouldn’t it ruin your life? Uncle Xiang will be scolded to death."
…
"Jiping, we met tonight. It's fate that you have a foundation in kung fu and a good understanding. It's hard to practice those routines. Why don't I teach you the internal strength training method of Xiangxiang Quan first? This set*
*It is of great benefit to strengthening the body, and as long as you don't be too eager for success when practicing, it will not be easy to go astray. If you have enough time to practice in the future, if you can develop some skills, then you want to learn
If Quan comes to see me again, then I will officially accept you as my disciple, how about that?"
…
After not sleeping for long, Zhou Jiping woke up. He was woken up by hunger.
"It seems that my appetite is fine, that's fine." Zhou Jiping thought quietly as he looked at the increasingly weaker flames in the fire pit in front of him.
The fire in the fire pit was still roaring. The tribesmen had already rested, but it was not quiet. From far and near, gasping and moaning irritated Zhou Jiping's nerves. It seemed that he had eaten too well and was too full tonight.
, I feel warm and full, it’s true, what time is it?
The fire in the fire pit is out
Escape? How? In the darkness, Zhou Jiping began to plan his escape plan