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There were at least twenty tourists who came here because of their reputation. As soon as they arrived, the whole mountain seemed to be lively. Although they missed many interesting parts, the She people were warm and hospitable, and these tourists were all kept to continue watching. The rest of the Heshen Festival was spent chatting with each other and taking photos amidst the lively She Opera.

Xu Kang and the others arrived quite late, but the team of the She tribe who congratulated God had made up the blessing paper once, so that there were still scattered pieces of red paper on the ground. They picked up some one after another, and curiously went to the ancient and simple building in front of them. The temple looked around.

After all, they came with academic tasks. They were not just busy taking photos like other tourists. They wanted to learn more about the mountain gods of the She ethnic group and collect materials. They were not satisfied with picking up blessing papers.

Xu Kang chatted with a kind-faced aunt who could speak Mandarin, and soon got down to business, "Can we go into the temple and have a look? We are graduate students and want to write a thesis on the ancient gods of the She people. We want to know more about it." Learn about."

His smile was polite and gentle, and it was obvious that he was no longer troubled by the gloom. Infected by his calmness, the others slowly regained their former composure and focused on their thesis, "Yes, auntie, we are really graduate students. For academic research, can you let us enter the temple and take some photos?"

The aunt looked embarrassed and explained to them, "You are not allowed to take pictures in the temple, and you are outsiders and do not believe in mountain gods, so you cannot enter the temple."

Xu Kang asked, "Can we believe it now?"

He added, "It's okay to give money. We can give money and just go in and walk around. Auntie, can you help me?"

The aunt couldn't make the decision in this matter, so she called over the two old men who were the leaders of the team. Only then did Xu Kang and the others know that these two old men had both been Moros of the She tribe when they were young, and they were very popular in the tribe. prestige.

Xu Kang quickly handed over the cigarette and repeated his request. The two old men could speak Mandarin, but their faces were serious and they did not accept his cigarette.

The old man said firmly, "No, you can't enter the temple if you don't believe in the mountain god, and you absolutely can't take pictures in the temple."

The She tribe's lack of knowledge made Xu Kang and the others a little unhappy. The short-haired girl muttered a few words in a low voice, thinking that they were just pretending to be an ancient building and a temple, pretending to be gods and ghosts.

The group of them looked unhappy after not achieving their goal. Apparently they felt that today's trip might have been in vain and they were worried about their homework.

Just as Xu Kang was about to leave, the two old men stopped them again and pointed to their pockets, "Did you pick up the lucky papers?"

He was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, wouldn't he even be allowed to pick up the blessing paper?His tone became even worse, "I can return it to you."

Not just a few pieces of paper.

The old man shook his head and gave them a meaningful look. "The blessing paper is the protection given by the mountain god to his people, but people with bad morals cannot touch it. If you soil the things belonging to the mountain god, the mountain god will punish you."

The mountain wind suddenly picked up, carrying snow particles and blew past their faces, like a knife blade striking them. Xu Kang and others froze instantly, unable to move their legs.

He Shen's team went down the mountain one after another until evening. The two leading old men discussed some matters with Zhu Yu before leaving. Before leaving, they remembered something and asked, "Did you save that girl in the temple? It seems to me that People from out of town come here to play, do you want me to help carry them down the mountain and send them back?"

Zhu Yu was startled. He had not thought of this. Perhaps he had ignored it on purpose. He was still in a daze when the old man mentioned it in this way. His first reaction was to refuse, "No need."

The old man looked surprised, as if he didn't understand why Zhu Yu refused. Since the girl was a stranger, she must go home. It was better to go home early than late.

Zhu Yu didn't explain, and couldn't explain it. He just shook his head and said no.

The old man then gave up.

As soon as the congratulatory team left, the temple suddenly became deserted, and no one could even hear a human voice. Zhao Yutang and Jianan each held a roasted sweet potato. When they saw Zhu Yu, he had already changed out of the too cumbersome clothes he wore during the day. , but he is still wearing a velvet robe. He does not seem to have any particularly modern clothes.

"Eat?"

Zhao Yutang handed the roasted sweet potato forward. Zhu Yu was about to refuse, but he saw her take a clean spoon, scoop out a piece of sweet flesh, and raised her hand to feed it to his lips.She didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with such a move, "It's very sweet."

The tips of Zhu Yu's ears were burning, and he lowered his head to eat. From the corner of his eye, he saw Canaan looking at them in surprise. He didn't know why he was so surprised, and there was still soot on his face.

Zhao Yutang fed Zhu Yu two more bites and suddenly said, "I heard from your tribe today that the weather is good enough to go down the mountain tomorrow. I want to go to the town."

Before Zhu Yu could say anything, Canaan was already shouting, "Sister, are you leaving? Do you have money to buy a ticket?"

The question that Zhu Yu had not dared to think about all night was asked by Canaan. He licked the sweet taste on his lips, his long eyelashes drooped, and his quiet expression looked a bit obscure.

"I'm not leaving," Zhao Yutang said, "My luggage is at the B&B in town, go get it back."

She looked at Zhu Yu again, raised her face and smiled, "If Moro doesn't mind, I want to stay here for a while."

Canaan immediately responded, "Moluo will definitely not mind!"

Zhu Yu did not nod directly as he hoped. He was silent for a while and asked, "When do you plan to leave?"

Even if you don't leave now, how long can you stay?

You have to leave sooner or later.

Zhao Yutang looked into his eyes and said, "The end of February."

She will start school at the end of February, so she can't leave.

Zhu Yu pursed his lips, turned his head and stopped talking.

The atmosphere between the two was a bit strange. Canaan hesitated several times, feeling that now was not the time for a child like him to interrupt, so he hid back in his room knowingly.

"Zhu Yu," Zhao Yutang said softly after a long time, "don't you want me to leave?"

Zhu Yu remained silent.

Zhao Yutang stared at him for a while, then suddenly reached out and pinched his chin, causing him to turn his head. However, Zhu Yu was deliberately angry and refused to raise his head, just staring at the ground with his eyes lowered.

He felt a little sour in his heart, feeling that the two of them were not the same person at all. He was Moro from the She tribe and could not live without this small town, but her world was vast and the sky was high.

Zhao Yutang sighed vaguely. She wanted to stop forcing him, but she couldn't bear to see him struggling with himself. She organized her words and said, "I——"

The conversation was suddenly interrupted by Zhu Yu. He lowered his eyelashes, as if he didn't dare to look at her, and said quickly, "There's still half a month until you leave. Can we have a relationship for half a month?"

Zhao Yutang was stunned.

Her self-introduction and confession were all blocked by this sentence, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

He actually only wanted to fall in love with her for half a month?