Looking around, this village called Mabang is just a bunch of weed sheds piled on the slope like haystacks.
In the open space between the weed sheds, a group of short men and women in colorful clothes were playing tops on the dirt.
When they saw us, they dispersed in a hurry, shouting words we couldn't understand as they ran.
"Hey, why are you running?"
Dachun waved his hand and shouted twice.
"Stop shouting, they are afraid of strangers" The guide smiled and stopped Dachun, "Besides, it's useless if you shout.
They don't understand Mandarin.
Only the clan leaders and priests can understand Mandarin."
"Damn it.
I didn't expect that such tribes still exist in China."
Dachun shook his head and kicked a stone away.
"Okay, I'll go negotiate."
The guide asked us to stay where we were, don't walk around, don't move around, and don't talk around, and we would wait until he comes back to talk.
I took this opportunity to carefully look at the surrounding environment.
There were about forty or fifty thatched houses in total, and most of them were halfway up the mountain.
The mountain is not too high, at most a hundred meters.
There are two slightly better thatched huts on the top of the mountain.
The guide is now heading towards the thatched hut on the top of the mountain.
From the foot of the mountain all the way up, there are flat dirt roads, which should be cleaned regularly by the Mampang people.
About thirty meters away from us, on the dirt road, a palm-sized top lay crooked.
There were two whips scattered nearby.
"Xiao Ming, that top looks familiar to me."
After Dachun glanced around, he pulled me and pointed at the top.
The top was completely black and shiny, and there were small ventilation holes on it.
The whining sound they made just now was from those small holes.
“It’s a bit familiar” I nodded, squinted my eyes and stared at it carefully twice, my heart skipped a beat, and two words emerged.
"Why does it look like human bones to me?"
Dachun was a little unsure, but as I suspected, the top was human bones.
"It's not like that," Sister Pomegranate added next to her.
"Damn" Dachun's face changed slightly, and he kicked the place with some irritability.
He made a pop sound, stepped half of his foot in, and kicked up a little loose soil.
"what" Dachun pulled out his foot, rubbed the ground, pushed the soil aside, and exposed the back of his head.
"corpse" Dachun glanced sideways at me, frowned, uttered two words, and squatted down, wanting to take a closer look.
I pulled him up and shook my head at him.
Then he pushed back the dirt he had pushed out and buried the back of his head.
"There is a dead man buried here, don't you want to take a look?"
Dachun asked in a low voice.
I pulled Dachun aside, glanced around, and whispered: "What a fart, I forgot I told you about their customs when I came here."
"I haven't forgotten, isn't it true that a man can marry five wives?"
Dachun muttered.
"What's going on in your mind?"
I wanted to kick him away.
Dachun, this bitch, thinks about all those trivial things every day.
"Those who died of natural causes were buried face down," Sister Shiliu explained through gritted teeth.
His hand pinched a piece of soft flesh on Dachun's waist and twisted it slightly.
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"hiss" Dachun's eyes widened and he exhaled, "I remember, I remember."
"snort" Sister Shiliu let go of her hand and pointed at the dirt road leading directly to the mountain, especially the two sunken places, and said, "There should be people buried in those two places."
"Mom, what the hell kind of custom is this?"
Dachun was stunned, with a rare look of fear in his eyes.
I re-examined the dirt road that led directly to the mountain.
The dirt road was nearly two meters wide and extended from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
There are many weeds around the dirt road, but from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there is not a single weed on the road.
"I don't know about those two places.
There are probably corpses buried under this road."
I swallowed.
He expressed his guess, that is to say, the three of us are now standing on a pile of corpses.
I don’t know exactly how many years Manbang Village has existed, but I can be sure of one thing.
It must have been at least a hundred years.
All the people who died in a hundred years were buried on this dirt road.
It would be wrong to say that we were standing on a pile of corpses.
No.
"The last thing I want to come to is this kind of primitive tribe.
If you don't agree with me, you will bleed.
If you don't agree with me, you will kill people.
If you don't want to take women under your bed, they will cook them and send them over the next day." , Do you want to eat or not?"
Dachun murmured, as if he was caught in some kind of memory.
"It's okay if I don't want to give you a quilt."
Sister Shiliu grasped the key point and pinched the soft flesh of Dachun's waist, pulling Dachun's soul back.
Dafian smiled bitterly and hugged Sister Shiliu into his arms.
This was the first time I saw Dachun's expression.
I'm afraid there is only one person who can show him the primitive tribe, and that is his master.
I That cheap junior brother Zhang Shoudeng.
No wonder he always calls out like an old bastard.
If Zhang Shoudeng hadn't treated Sister Shiliu so well, I'm afraid Dachun would have fallen out with him long ago.
"The guide is back, don't reveal your secrets" Just as he was talking, the guide came down from the mountain in front, followed by a Manbang man about 1.5 meters tall and dressed in colorful clothes.
"This is the clan leader.
Just call him Lao Man.
For the next few days, if you have any needs, just tell him."
The guide pointed to the Manbang man beside him who looked to be in his fifties.
"I'm Lao Man, and I'm also the patriarch here.
If you have any requests, just ask.
We won't receive tourists like you once or twice."
Contrary to my expectations, this clan leader speaks Mandarin very well, and his slightly cloudy old eyes are full of shrewdness, completely different from those of the Manbang clan members who ran away just now.
"Then I'll trouble you in the next few days."
I smiled and stretched out my hand.
Old Man was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and shook my hand.
His hands were rough.
They are all calluses, and there are a few cracks and unhealed bleeding holes.
Through the bleeding holes, you can see the black and red flesh underneath.
"Okay, I've already delivered the person.
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I'll go back first."
The guide nodded with satisfaction, looked up at the sky, said something and left.
Lao Man smiled and nodded without saying a single polite word.
"etc" I grabbed the guide, but unexpectedly the guide trembled.
He immediately threw my hand back, his reaction was too much.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" After shaking off my hand, the guide seemed to realize something and immediately apologized.
Then asked: "Is there anything else?"
"We have had enough fun, how can we get out?"
I stared at the guide.
His reaction was too much.
We set off at six in the morning, and it is now two o'clock.
At his speed, it would be dark before he could return to the village.
He should know better than us what it means to walk at night in the mountains.
Under normal circumstances, he should stay here for one night and start again early tomorrow morning.
"oh" The guide's eyes widened, as if he suddenly understood, "It's okay, it's okay, just let Lao Man send someone to do it when the time comes."
"Yes.
Old Man" After speaking, the guide asked Lao Man.
"That's right, I will send someone to take you out when the time comes."
Old Man nodded with a smile, his dark-red skin reflecting a glimmer of light.
"That's okay" I smiled and said, "You should leave quickly.
It will be completely dark if it gets late."
"Oh, good" The guide was stunned for a moment, then nodded, turned around and left.
I stared at the guide's back.
He was walking in a hurry.
Although he concealed it well, it was still revealed that he was afraid in his heart.
On the way, he introduced that there were not many people in Manbangzhai.
The last time they moved to the county, there were only more than 70 people.
Based on their living conditions, the population will become smaller and smaller, and it is now.
It would be nice to have fifty people.
Moreover, people in Manbangzhai are born short, most of them are no more than 1.6 meters tall.
Because of their difficult life, they look like half-grown children.
Whether it’s from their appearance, their physique, or their reactions when they first saw us, I really don’t know what the guides are afraid of.
"Come, let me arrange a room for you first."
Lao Man smiled and pointed forward, leading the way with his hands behind his back.
I smiled.
The little devil in the village is quite a kid.
It seems that the next few days will not be too peaceful
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