Weird fairy

Chapter 219

Li Huowang slowly leaned on crutches, pulling Bai Lingmiao, who was blindfolded, to walk. He was not walking fast, after all, the broken leg hadn't grown back yet.

Fortunately, the ox cart wasn't fast either. The ox cart sacrificed its speed and added more gravity, which happened to be about the same speed as Li Huowang's now.

"Is this the Women's Mountain?" Li Huowang, who squinted his eyes, covered his forehead with his hands and looked at the hills in the distance.

After seeing those mountains, Li Huowang knew why this place is called Qingqiu, because there is no tree on these mountains, and they are also covered by green grass.

However, this may also have something to do with the relatively short mountains here. There are no towering mountains here. These mountains covered by grasslands are all contiguous mountains.

"Brother Li, if you look sideways like this, don't those mountains look like half a woman's face lying down?" Sun Baolu excitedly pointed there.

Li Huowang looked at it carefully for a long time, but finally shook his head. He didn't see how much those abstract hills look like women.These short mountains are very strange, not too many and not too few, just a group of abrupt, and the mountains are not connected to each other.

"This year is the year of the moon. According to the teachings of our ancestors, our family should camp and graze a hundred miles ahead. I will meet them soon!"

Li Huowang didn't care what the excited Sun Baolu said, he cared more about the supplies, since he had come to Qingqiu for such a long time and so many people, if he had nothing to eat, he would have to eat the cows pulling the cart.

"In Women's Mountain, is there really a market where you can buy food? If you can't buy food, you will only have to drink northwest wind."

"Yes, there is no mistake. People who graze within a few hundred miles nearby will go there to exchange things if they want to buy or sell. I came here once when I was seven years old."

After Sun Baolu's explanation, Li Huowang knew that in the sparsely populated Qingqiu, these nomadic Qingqiu people would choose some places to trade for the sake of material circulation.

Over time, these places will form a fixed gathering place.Officials in Qingqiu also collect taxes from these places.

When Li Huowang saw through his excellent eyesight that there were black spots the size of ants moving at the foot of the mountain, he knew what the other party said was right, and there were really people there.

"Let's go, let's all put on our gauze hats so as not to attract other people's attention."

After Li Huowang finished speaking, he also put on a bamboo hat. His current appearance, his face was red and white, was not much better than others.

The bullock cart gradually approached Women's Mountain, and when it followed a small road, it came to the inside surrounded by short mountains.In an instant, it suddenly became clear.

A large crowd of tents gathered in front of Li Huowang and others.

The sounds of horseshoes, people roaring, and donkeys braying were endless, and Li Huowang even had the illusion that he was going to the market.

In this bustling market, many Qingqiu people dressed completely differently from Houshu people were busy with their own affairs in it.

When there are more animals, there will be more excrement. The unique smell of animals penetrates into the noses of others, making everyone frown.

I don’t know if it’s because of the long hours of sunshine, but the biggest difference between Qingqiu people and Houshu people from the previous Siqi people is that their faces are very red, and there are heavy spots on the faces of men, women and children.

Qingqiu people are generally shorter than Li Huowang and others, but they are different no matter how you look at them.

Each of them is wearing a variety of rough-looking leather clothes, and the women's braids and the men's waists are tied with some broken bones that have been ground into a circle.

In addition to bones and leather, the rest of the things that can be woven with straw are basically made of straw. Straw sandals, straw hats and even straw baskets are sold.

Li Huowang's group obviously attracted the attention of the Qingqiu people. Facing the strangers, everyone looked at the convoy with vigilant and indifferent eyes.

"Touch!" On the chopping board above and below the grass stall next to it, a machete was raised high and then slashed down hard, chopping a hideous hairless dog's head in half.

"Well..." Mantou, with his tail hanging down and his ears drooping, hurriedly and timidly got under the bullock cart.

"Are you really from Qingqiu? Why do you feel that you look different from them?" Li Huowang looked at Sun Baolu next to him through the black gauze.

"Because...my mother is from other places." Sun Baolu looked a little gloomy when he said this, but soon his eyes lit up instantly, and he hurriedly ran forward through the crowd.

Running around in the crowd, in the end he was so excited that he hugged an old Qingqiu man and said something.

When he got closer, Li Huowang realized that he couldn't understand what they were saying.

"Other places can communicate with each other, but this place actually has its own language." Li Huowang was a little speechless, which undoubtedly caused a lot of trouble for the next journey in Qingqiu.

After exchanging pleasantries with that person, Sun Baolu came back to Li Huowang and said with some excitement: "Senior brother Li, you can't be wrong, that person is my clan, and my family members are not far ahead."

"Okay, no matter how far it is, we have to walk step by step. You can help us buy some food first. There is not enough food on the way." Li Huowang said, looking at the lively markets around him.

Now the language of the Qingqiu people is different from theirs, so we have to rely on Sun Baolu, who knows Qingqiu dialect, to negotiate.

Sun Baolu nodded, agreed wholeheartedly, and was about to turn around and sneak into the lively crowd.

But Li Huowang stopped him. "Wait a minute, is there a place to eat in this place? Others are also hungry, let's take a rest first."

Soon everyone came to a noodle shop, and there were strips of green noodles hanging in the grass shed, as if they had walked into a forest.

I heard from Sun Baolu that a group of people eat a pot, and if they want to eat noodles, they cook it by themselves, and take as much as they eat.Mian Xunzi went to the shop owner to collect the money according to the share.

This is a very Qingqiu way of eating, although no one else has seen it, but it does not prevent them from eating deliciously. The noodle has the aroma of grass and is paired with spicy mutton dumplings, which is very appetizing.

The noodle restaurant was very lively, and there were many people eating noodles. Fortunately, the noodles blocked it, and the people nearby couldn't see Li Huowang and the others taking off their bamboo hats.

"Where's the steamed bun?" Li Huowang, who was full of wine and food, suddenly found that his dog had disappeared.

When he turned his head to look for it, he saw the steamed bun walking from under the noodle forest with something in its mouth.

It spit out the things in its mouth to Li Huowang's feet, squatted down, stuck out its tongue and wagged its tail, begging Li Huowang for a reward.

"What is this?" Li Huowang asked in surprise, looking at a white bone at his feet.

The others didn't know each other, but the local Sun Baolu obviously knew it. He hurriedly explained: "Senior brother Li, this is a horse bone. People in Qingqiu must also eat horse meat when raising horses. It tastes very good."

(End of this chapter)