What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

Jingmo stayed on the mountain for three consecutive days, during which he also observed that because of the backward technology, the people here are the real sunrise and sunset, and because of poverty, there are not many people who even light candles at night. Shrouded in darkness, the entire mountain and field became very quiet. If Jingmo hadn't experienced the end of the world, he would have felt fear in this silent night.

On the third day of Jingmo’s stay on the mountain, he almost bumped into the young people who entered the mountain. The three of them came together, and they looked less than 20 years old. Perhaps it was because of the frequent work that these people had healthy wheat-colored skin. , who is also very thin, carrying a straw basket, talking and laughing.

Jing Mo hid behind a tree and happened to overhear a few words.

This surprised Jingmo. The accents of these people were similar to the ancient Cantonese spoken in the south. Because Jingmo was from the south, he understood it somewhat.

Jing Mo couldn't help but be lucky. This is also the reason why he didn't dare to go down the mountain rashly. Let alone his strange appearance, if he can't even speak, he will definitely be arrested by the villagers as a stranger.

Since he could understand the words here, Jing Mo went down the mountain that night.

He sneaked into a house at night, stole two sets of clothes hanging in the yard, left a gold necklace in exchange, and left the village before the barking of the dog woke up the owner.

When I put on the clothes, I felt much shorter.

This is a vertical brown, which is convenient for rural people to work. At that time, Jingmo only made a rough comparison, but didn't think too much about this issue.

Now the wrist and ankle are short, but fortunately it fits elsewhere.

At this time and the scene, Jing Mo couldn't be picky.

Two days later, Jing Mo had breakfast, packed up his things and was about to go down the mountain, but he was hit by a rabbit not long after he went out.

This silly rabbit bumped into his foot, the impact was so strong that he fainted on the spot.

Jing Mo was immediately happy.

I have heard many stories about waiting for a rabbit, but this is the first time I have encountered a rabbit who is making pottery.

Just as Jing Mo lifted the rabbit up by its ears, there was a rustling sound in front of it.

A young man about 20 years old, with a fair face, a tall body, and a gray-and-white vertical brown dress came out with a bow in his hand.

With this glance, Jing Mo was shocked by those eyes.

A pair of beautiful almond eyes, round and bright, especially a red mole under the corner of the eye, is the finishing touch.

Nan Xing suddenly saw a stranger, and immediately became vigilant: "Who are you?"

Seeing him secretly bowing, Jing Mo smiled: "Who are you?"

Nan Xing was silent, he took a quick look at this person, although he was dressed the same, but this person had short hair, Daqing people follow the parents who respect the body, hair and skin, everyone has long hair, this person does not know where he came from The person who came here was so perverse, Nan Xing was wary in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face: "You are not from Nanhe Village, I have never seen you before."

Jing Mo didn't seem to notice his nervousness, and explained: "I'm really not, I'm living here, my name is Jing Mo, what about you?"

I don't know if this is true or not, the man does carry a burden on his body.

Nan Xing didn't answer, but said, "I hit the rabbit in your hand."

Jing Mo had guessed it when the young man came out with the bow, and the rabbit's leg was still bleeding. If he hadn't been injured, how could he have knocked his foot and fainted, but Jing Mo didn't easily hand the rabbit back to him. He: "Who can prove it? The rabbit is in my hands."

"You are shameless." Nan Xing gritted his teeth in anger.

"It's okay to give you the rabbit. I want to go down the mountain. Can you lead the way?"

Nan Xing glanced at this man again, the man was tall and legs long, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, he had a fierce look on his face when he was not talking, and he didn't know who he was, but no matter what, he was not something he could compete with with small arms and legs, And he only went up the mountain by himself today.

This person said he was going down the mountain, but what was his plan?If a wolf is lured into the house, the villagers can crucify him with a single spittle.

But the rabbit, Nan Xing reluctantly glanced at the seven or eight catty rabbit in Jingmo's hand, turned around and left without saying a word.

Jing Mo: "..." Are you leaving now?

"Hey, kid, what are you going?"

Nan Xing didn't answer, just strode away.

Jing Mo stepped up to catch up and said, "Don't go, I just teased you, I don't want your rabbit, I will give it back to you."

Nan Xing stopped and turned around suspiciously: "Really?"

Jing Mo tore off the rattan around the tree, quickly tied the rabbit's limbs, threw the rabbit to Nan Xing at a distance of three to five meters, and asked again: "My name is Jing Mo, what's your name?"

Nan Xing took the rabbit steadily and put it in his arms. Hearing this sentence again, he only raised his eyes to look at Jingmo, and then ran away.

"..." This posture really didn't look like Jing Mo robbed him of his rations, but robbed him.

Jing Mo was amused, so he didn't chase after him, but followed his footsteps down the mountain from a distance.

Nan Xing ran to the mountain pass in one breath, holding the bow and arrow and the rabbit in one hand, and holding the big rock in the other, panting.

While taking a breath, he still didn't forget to look back, only to be relieved when he saw that the man really didn't catch up.

He rested for a while, and then checked the rabbit when he was out of breath.

He learned how to shoot the arrow from Uncle Orion. It took him a few years to learn the essence. This time the arrow was very good. It only hurt the rabbit’s leg. When he got home, he asked Uncle to peel off the rabbit’s skin and give it to Grandpa. Make a pair of shoes.

He put the rabbit into the basket and covered it with wild vegetables. When he picked up the basket, he thought of that strange man, looked back at the way he came from, pursed his lips, thought of something, and then went down the mountain.

......

From the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it is a different scenery. The mountain is shady and cool, but when you go out of the mountain pass, the summer wind is wrapped in hot air and blows Jingmo's face.

At this moment, the young man was nowhere to be seen. Jing Mo had only been to the village once in the dark two days ago. He still remembered the way, so he headed steadily towards the village by himself.

The closer to the village, the more villagers there are.

Seeing the short-haired, but imposing Jingmo, many people stopped their pestles and waited and watched in the field.

Jingmo walked along the main road and gradually entered the village.

Xu Shi smelled a strange smell, and five or six dogs gathered together and barked at Jingmo.

The voice got louder, and the old man who stayed at home was quarreled. A half-white man with half-white hair squinted his cloudy eyes, and stood in front of the courtyard gate and stared at Jing Mo.

Jing Mo clasped his fists and bowed to salute amidst the barking of dogs: "Old man, my name is Jing Mo. I want to see the village chief for something. Can you show me the way?"

When the old man heard that he was looking for the village head, although he didn't speak, he drove the dogs away.

Although the loyal dog was reprimanded by its master, it still bared its teeth at Jingmo. It wasn't that Jingmo was fierce. After all, after more than ten years of fighting in the end of the world, the murderous aura on his body could not be eliminated even if he had traveled through time and space.

The old man asked: "What do you want to do with the village chief?"

Jing Mo said: "I want to rent a house."

The old man stared at Jing Mo silently for a while, Jing Mo was not afraid of his gaze, and Ling Ran looked at each other, and then the old man said: "Come with me."

Walk along the path again.

Jing Mo looked around. Although it was ancient times, most of the houses were made of mud walls and earth tiles, but the environment was acceptable, not the mess that can be seen everywhere. It was summer at this time, and there was no peculiar smell in the air.

What's more, jujube trees and persimmon trees were planted in the yard.

The two walked for a while, and the houses gradually became denser, and they met more people. Men, women, young and old gathered together to talk.

An old woman asked, "Who is this? Where are you leading him, sir?"

The old man said: "I don't know what's wrong with him. He wants to rent a house in the village."

"..." Jingmo didn't know what was wrong.

"Oh." The old woman said again: "You don't look like a good person."

Not to mention Jingmo, even the elderly feel speechless.

Jing Mo coughed, and vividly explained what it means to be "as long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed".

The old man was afraid that his words and deeds would offend Jing Mo, so he didn't say any more to the old woman, and led Jing Mo away quickly.

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, after going around for two sections, I finally arrived in front of a big house.

The old man knocked on the door: "A Peng, are you at home?"

Immediately afterwards, footsteps came from the yard: "Wait a minute."

The wooden door opened, revealing a plain face: "Uncle, why are you here?"

"I'm looking for Ah Peng, is he there?"

"Yes, come in quickly."

The old man stepped over the threshold and entered.

Jing Mo followed closely behind.

The middle-aged woman noticed Jing Mo, glanced at the clothes on his body, and looked at Jing Mo several times, thinking that she had misunderstood, her eyes were suspicious: "Uncle, who is this?"

The old man explained: "His name is Jing Mo, he is a foreigner, he said he wants to rent a house in the village, you ask Ah Peng to come out and take him to have a look."

"Okay, uncle, please sit down first."

The woman went into one of the rooms again and came out after a while.

Behind her was a man, about 40 years old, smoking dry tobacco.

"Uncle."

Seeing him coming out, the old man stood up: "Take him to have a look, I'll go back first."

Jing Mo cupped his hands to thank him: "Thank you, old man."

The old man waved his hands and walked away with his hands behind his back.

After sending the old man away, the village chief looked at Jing Mo with probing and suspicious eyes like his wife's.

Jing Mo only thought that he was guarding against a foreigner, but he never thought that the clothes on his body were found in the middle of the night, and he only thought that he left a gold necklace in exchange for others.

The village chief took a puff of dry tobacco, and in the smog, he said in an unclear tone: "The night before yesterday, my house lost two sets of clothes. At first, I didn't understand why the thief didn't steal other things. He only took two sets of old clothes. Until today I saw you ..."

After living for nearly thirty years, Jing Mo realized for the first time what public execution is.

Rarely, he even showed an embarrassing expression: "Hey, village chief, I..."

The village head put down the dry cigarette and waved his hand: "Your chain is more than enough to buy new ones, let alone two sets of old clothes. And if you are willing to keep the chain as a thank you gift, you will know that you are not a petty person. Arrived at Nanhe Village?"

"Thanks to the village chief, I lost my parents since I was a child, and I was doing business with others, but this time I was unlucky. No, people also suffered, they injured their heads, I had no choice but to shave my hair and apply medicine, stop and go all the way, and escape here."

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Cough... nothing else about the language, just made it up.

Also modified the time.