Shan He Biao Li

When the black lamp blindly found that a poisonous snake with a triangular head was squatting in front of his house, Chu Huan's mood was a little inexplicable. He has never had any connection with small animals, but any animal with a trace of other living ways will basically avoid him spontaneously. Finally, there is a cold viper that is chasing him.

Don't ask for anything else, just come and go with a constant temperature animal, okay?

His voice and footsteps were at the same time, and Nanshan immediately followed his gaze. At that time, I didn't know whether it was Chu Huan's illusion. At that moment, when the snake looked at Nanshan, it seemed that he couldn't help shrinking.

The tip of the little viper, who was shocked by accident, shook his tail, as if he wanted to escape with his tail caught, and found that he was inadequate and had no place to clip. It had to tighten itself more tightly, spitting the letter at once, his head moving up and down, quite a little nodded.

Chu Huan held his glasses blankly and thought, "The snake is fine."

The next moment, his powerful reason jumped out and retorted again: "No, I am more nervous."

Although this perception made him a little difficult to accept, Chu Huan's reason was still trying to convince himself.

"First of all, the snake is myopic, and it is impossible to recognize people." He thought reasonably. "Secondly, it has such a smart little head, and there is still a large piece of venom gland to hold it, and the rest Can you let go of your IQ? "

At this time, Nanshan raised his hand to stop Chu Huan behind him, and then he leaned over and grabbed this talented viper with his free hand. I saw that the handsome patriarch's face was slightly dull, like carrying a twine, and shook it mercilessly, not paying attention to the dignity of that thing as a blood-sealed viper.

The blue snake attempted to escape unsuccessfully, and he was caught in his hands limpingly, with no intention of attacking.

Nanshan warned softly, "Let me see you disturb him again, and I will cut you into three sections."

He speaks the language of the Liyi people. Although his voice is soft, his tone is extremely severe. The viper listened, and quickly stretched his body into a straight stick, pretending to be very dedicated, even considering the degree of corpse stiffness.

Chu Huan finally couldn't help but blurted out and asked, "Are you talking to it?"

Nanshan threw the poisonous snake into the grass next to it. The little poisonous snake, as amnesty, immediately burrowed into the grass with lightning speed. After a while, a head emerged from the grass. Seeing that Nanshan did not intend to catch up, Only then did he swim away tremblingly.

Nanshan: "It understands and does not bite."

In other words, is that a pet snake kept by someone in the family? So what did it do before it was trained?

This is not impossible, it must pass through the world, and there are no exceptions.

Chu Huan was surprised, but also a little relieved, because Nanshan's words proved from the side, he was just a little ignorant, and did not appear to be hallucinating.

Chu Huan repaired the patriarch's scepter for Nanshan and sent him away. Usually, Nanshan would stay with him if he had the opportunity. He was curious about everything on the other side of the river. The ghost problem of "the car runs fast" can be studied with great interest all afternoon, and it is a live book of "100,000 Why".

But on this day, Nanshan was almost in a hurry. Chu Huan sent him to the door, and saw a lot of young and middle-aged men of the Lizu tribe, intensively patrolling the clan, and a few strong women, Zheng Mao was playing with something on the roof with his waist, and by the abnormally bright moonlight, Chu Huan saw them installing large and small crossbows on the roof.

Chu Huan's imagination is barren, and his first reaction to the surging security of the dark tide is that he will have a beast disaster.

But immediately, Chu Huan remembered the scene of Hua Gu Duo and Xiao Gen Ban Zai wild boar, and rejected this view again.

Is that a territorial dispute with other races?

It stands to reason that it doesn't seem to happen either. At least Chu Huan has been ascending and looking these days, and no traces of other ethnic groups living nearby have been found.

Can't it be that foreigners enter the country illegally?

That's the case, and it's not something that ordinary people need to worry about.

Chu Huan lay on the bed with all kinds of unreliable guesses. He took out his gun from a small box at the head of the bed and placed it on the pillow-it was nothing to prevent, but Chu Huan was a little nervous. He can hypnotize the nerves, like a child's teddy bear pillow.

In the middle of the day, the Liyi people lived in a lonely place, only one or two night owls screamed in the middle of the mountain forest not far away. Suddenly, a squeak was heard, and the firewood door of Chuhuan Yard was gently pushed. It opened, and the movement immediately awakened the light-sleeping owner.

Who?

The Liyi tribes do not want to steal chickens and dogs. The tribes work together to share the fruits of labor. The congenital conditions here are good and the resources are rich. People ca n’t be hungry for whatever they do. The personal prestige of the patriarch is enough to convince the crowd. To some extent, it was achieved almost in advance.

Who would break into someone's house at midnight?

Chu Huan turned over silently, facing the door, and his eyes opened a slit, but his breath was still smooth and long. It sounded as if he hadn't woken up, and the fingers on his side pinched the pistol.

Through the unusually bright moonlight, Chu Huan saw his door move.

The door latch of his room is the old-fashioned wooden strip stuck in the groove. Right now, the wooden strip is moving slowly out of thin air, as if an invisible person is opening the door from the house.

With a click, the door fell off, and the door was pushed open. A night wind mixed with a light smell came in from the door. Chu Huan saw a "person" standing at the backlight of his door.

Children five or six years old are so tall, with very small heads ... No, no, that's not human.

I saw the thing suddenly opened his arms, the translucent webs adhered to the body under his arms, and he looked up, his face covered in the moonlight, and he seemed to lead the neck to growl, but Chu Huan did not hear the sound.

But the bell hung on a big tree in his doorway rang, and it seemed that something was being pushed.

After he stayed, the bell was hung one day while he was away. Chu Huan thought that the child was naughty. Usually there was a little breeze. The small bell jingled loudly. It sounded good. He didn't care.

At this moment, the bell quaked at a high frequency, making a trembling trembling sound that seemed to be a series of warnings.

Things at the door suddenly unfolded the web behind him and flew towards Chu Huan. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed over and stopped in front of the black shadow. He reached for it and pressed it to the ground.

Chu Huan's ear moved slightly involuntarily, and he heard "Kara".

Something's neck was broken.

Everything happened between the electro-optical stone fire, Chu Huan was sitting on the bed halfway, his hand pressed on the quilt was pulled on the trigger, his fingers were tight first, then loose again, besides, he showed some kind of Moving calmly like a mountain.

The black figure who had just broken a neck raised his head, it was Nanshan.

Chu Huan casually released the finger on the snatch, and he smelled a rotten smell of blood.

The air is cold and humid.

This cannot be an illusion, and the illusion must be gradual, and it cannot be so real.

Chu Huan stretched out his hand slowly to get a portable flashlight placed on the head of the bed, and Nanshan grabbed his wrist on the way.

The temperature in the palm of Nanshan's palm came. He said: "Don't look, it's dead."

Chu Huan: "What is that?"

Nanshan was silent for a while, and replied: "The beast that broke in, wait a while, I will clean up for you."

When he was finished, he dragged things off the ground and strode out.

Chu Huan put on his clothes and sat half on the bed. Even though he did n’t have the ability to read books with the lights turned off in the middle of the night, his night vision was absolutely not bad. Even if he did n’t turn on the flashlight, he could only see the creatures lying on the ground by a little moonlight.

It was something he had never seen before. He was a humanoid figure, but his face was covered with hair-a boar-like mane of steel needles, with shiny scales on his body, sternum protruding, under his arms Transparent webs such as gliding wings are likely to fly.

When Nanshan dragged it away, his nails hung on the ground, making a metal-like collision sound, showing the hardness.

Chu Huan is not lacking in wild experience, nor has he never been to a zoo, but this animal is completely beyond his cognition.

Unknown animals, unknown plants, and weird children.

Chu Huan's eyes turned to his door-and how did the latch fall off then?

At this time, he heard Nanshan whispering something to someone outside. Then, the sound of water came from the yard. It seemed that someone was washing something. After a long time, Nanshan gently pushed the door in again.

This time, Nanshan did not say anything, but walked in silently and came to Chu Huan's bed.

His hands and face were washed, his body was covered with cold water vapor, and his hair was soaked a little. Standing in front of Chu Huan's bed for a while, he finally suffocated two words: "Sleep."

Having finished speaking, Nanshan sat on the ground against Chu Huan's bed, facing the door.

Nanshan is not bad at speaking, just asking him to organize a wonderful Chinese, which is always a bit beyond his ability.

He had wanted to say to Chu Huan, "Don't be afraid, I'm guarding here." When he spoke to his mouth, he swallowed it back again. Nanshan made a mistake several times in the afternoon. Before this time, he couldn't help but carefully scrutinize. After a while, Kungfu paid attention to the improperness of this sentence.

Yes, although Chu Huan is "fragile", he is not a child. It is not respectful to say "Don't be afraid".

Since he couldn't say it, he had to express it by action.

This awkward thoughtfulness fell into Chu Huan's eyes, making him feel soft.

Chu Huan moved in and patted the hard board: "Come up."

Nanshan did not refuse, turned over and lay up. There were several osmanthus trees near the patriarch ’s house. Nanshan often called tribes to meet and discuss some things. Naturally, a very light and very shallow floral fragrance was stuck on his body, and he got into Chu Huan ’s nostrils. It made him a little bit upset at the time.

For his precarious morality, Chu Huan provoked a topic.

"Hey," he poked Nanshan's shoulder. "Just that big guy, can you eat meat?"

Nanshan: "..."

He thought about it for a long time and responded: "No, the skin is too thick."

Faced with Chu Huan's fearless spirit of eating goods, Nanshan remembered Chu Huan's silence when he was on the medicine. He felt that he was just worried, so he gave Chu Huan his sincere appreciation without hesitation. : "You are a fierce mammoth."

This time, he learned to express in Chinese.

Chu Huan was even more indigested: "Yu-let's say 'brave', okay? I thank you, and there is no need for mammoths, nor am I so fierce to that extent, in fact, 'handsome guy' is enough. "

In the language of the Liyi people, there is actually no difference between "ferocious" and "courageous". Both are commendatory words. It can be seen that although this nation is friendly and enthusiastic, it has its own wild aesthetic.

So Nanshan asked very puzzledly: "Difference between fierceness and bravery?"

Chu Huan thought for a while: "... 'Brave' sounds more handsome."

This sentence contains a complex synesthesia, which is beyond the scope of Nanshan's understanding, but this time, he did not do much entanglement, but just turned over and faced with Chu Huan, said to him: "Winter is coming soon This year, we crossed the river for the last time and went there to sell things. Every time I took someone to take care of me. There is something wrong with this race. I ca n’t walk away. Can you do it for me once? "

This request was abruptly raised, perhaps to support him, or perhaps to protect him. Chu Huan thought about it—Nanshan, as the patriarch, should have his own consideration. He is an outsider, and he is as good as possible without causing trouble to others. After that, I agreed happily: "Okay, I'll take a look to see if there are any small musical instruments sold, and bring you back."

He promised, Nanshan was relieved, and he was in a mood to chat with him: "Send me again? Why don't you give me anything I give you?"

"The things you gave are too expensive. I will give you some gadgets." Chu Huan thought of the big gemstone, and he still felt terrified. "If your stone is emerald, it will be worth the salary of my life." Well, if it ’s outside, I just accept it and it ’s corruption and bribery. I have to be punished. "

Nanshan did not understand what is "corruption and bribery", nor did he understand what is "punishment", he explained at a glance: "Then we are different from you, we send everything the same."

The Liyi people seem to be living in a paradise, there is no concept of wealth, Chu Huan just wanted to organize the language to explain to him, he heard Nanshan added: "For example, you are my friend, you come from a distance, I will ask you to drink A jar of wine, if you need it, my life is yours. What you say is 'expensive' and 'inexpensive', it makes no difference to me. "