After the retired boss enters the infinite stream

"Isn't Teacher Qin afraid? One is in the cave, is there a light or something?"

"I'm afraid, but I'm afraid. It's impossible not to leave. At least I can find a way out by walking. If I stop and don't move forward, I will never find an exit."

Zhang Mei stopped and looked at the winding Wulong River at the foot of the mountain, "Actually, that is not the Lord of the Land, but the River God worshiped by our village."

Jun Yuan suddenly realized: "Let me just say, it doesn't look like the Lord of the Land at all. It turns out to be the God of the River. Now, why is the God of the River enshrined in the cave?"

Zhang Meidao: "The source of the Wulong River is inside this mountain, and the cave is the closest place to the Wulong River. We regard the cave as a mountain temple, but in recent years, there have been several major earthquakes, and the original The stone statue of the river god opened a big crack in the ground, and the stone statue of the river god fell into the deep ditch. Our road to sacrifice was cut off. It has been a long time since we took this road. Everyone went around the other side of Wushan to sacrifice. Worship another stone statue of the river god."

Jun Yuan asked: "So it's like this, those stone statues in the cave were also placed by the people in your village?"

"Well, before, every household would put their own river god statue in the cave. Only unclean people would not have a river god statue." Zhang Mei said in a serious tone.

"An unclean person? What is unclean?"

Zhang Mei paused, and said word by word: "People who disrespect the river god."

At this time, her voice changed completely, it was sharp, rough and harsh.

Jun Yuan looked down and saw Zhang Mei's shadow, crooked, black tentacles stretched out towards Jun Yuan.

The long and curled eyelashes covered the emotion in his eyes, he stepped on the shadow heavily, and even crushed it.

Seeing Jun Yuan's stupid behavior, Zhang Mei showed a mocking expression.

The next moment, the disembodied shadow turned into a strange black monster, screaming in pain.

The sharp voice pierced through the mountain, and Zhang Mei's figure shook suddenly.

She suddenly turned around and stared at Jun Yuan with a pair of resentful eyes.

"What's wrong?" Jun Yuan looked innocent.

Zhang Mei stared at him fixedly, the woman's eyes were big and round, as if they would pop out of the frame the next moment.

If it was an ordinary person, they would have been shocked by this scene long ago.

But Jun Yuan tilted his head, "Your eyes are uncomfortable?"

Zhang Mei: "..."

"Your eyes are uncomfortable, then let's go down the mountain quickly, by the way..." Jun Yuan found a wooden stick on the ground, "You use it to support, I have injuries on my body, so I won't help you."

Zhang Mei didn't take the wooden stick in his hand, but continued to walk in front with a blank expression.

Jun Yuan waited for her to turn around, put away his smiling face, and hit the weeds on the roadside with the stick in his hand.

Wushan Village is not big, and you can see the village through a bamboo forest.

Jun Yuan was walking in the bamboo forest, looking at the green bamboos tied with red silk, and the roots did not fall off. When the wind blew, there was a shallow rustling sound in the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest full of red silk adds a bit of brilliance to the greenery.

"What's the point of tying a piece of red cloth to the bamboo?" Jun Yuan asked curiously.

Zhang Mei didn't seem to remember what happened just now, she always answered Jun Yuan's questions.

"This bamboo forest has a spirit. Whenever a child is born, people in the village will tie a red cloth on the bamboo, implying that the child will grow up healthy and strong like bamboo in the future."

"Oh, so that's the case." Jun Yuan looked thoughtfully at the bamboo forest fluttering in the wind, and scratched his chin.

Zhang Mei glanced at Jun Yuan, "Let's go, it's getting dark, I have to arrange a place for you as soon as possible."

Jun Yuan said to himself: "I think people in your village like to say the words "it's getting dark."

Zhang Mei smiled, "What's so strange about this? The traffic here is not developed, and we don't even have electricity. When it gets dark, we can't see anything. Naturally, we need to arrange a place for you before dark."

After Zhang Mei finished speaking, she continued to move forward.

When Jun Yuan was about to leave, he glanced at the bamboo forest covered with red silk, a burst of red light flashed, he seemed to see a red umbrella floating by in a trance, and when he took a closer look, he seemed to be blinded by himself, where in the bamboo forest? And red paper umbrellas.

By the time the two of them reached the stockade, it was already getting dark.

Zhang Mei found an old lady who lived alone. She said that she was a witch in the village, and anyone who was sick would come to see her.

The weather-beaten old man looked fierce on his face, but when he lifted Jun Yuan's clothes to check his wounds, his movements were extremely gentle.

This disgusting and kind-hearted old woman was still muttering, "Young people, don't take advantage of your youth to hurt your body at will. If it hurts your foundation, you will feel better when you get old."

She lifted Jun Yuan's clothes and saw the bandaged cloth strips, "Has Ze helped him bandage?"

Zhang Mei said: "Yes, it was A Ze who bandaged it. Grandma Zhang's sword is not old, her eyes are still so good!"

"This kid, Aze, learned all his skills from me. I can't see it. Don't praise me as an old woman. I'm getting old."

Zhang Mei smiled and said nothing.

After sitting for a while, I greeted Mrs. Zhang and went to other things.

Mrs. Zhang was too far away to see the person in a blur just now, but now she looks closer.

Hey!

This doll is so handsome.

Granny Zhang looked happy in her heart, and she said softly: "Baby, how old are you, have you married a wife?"

Jun Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I'm married."

Zhang Po thought it was a pity, and then changed the subject, "How did you get hurt? It looks like the wound was cut with a sharp weapon."

Jun Yuan said what he said to Zhang Mei, and repeated it to Zhang Po.

It made the old woman feel distressed all the time, "Poor child, you have a heart, just because of your small appearance, you are the one who is bullied..."

While Jun Yuan was talking to Granny Zhang, the men who patrolled the mountain before also returned to the village one after another.

Jun Yuan was sitting on a small stool outside Mrs. Zhang's house, propped her chin, and looked outside.

At this time, a figure stopped in front of Jun Yuan.

Jun Yuan looked up, it was the young man named Aze from before.

The young man wiped the sweat from his brow, staring at Jun Yuan, "Let's go."

Jun Yuan looked up at him, "Where are you going?"

"my home."

The young man unloaded the things on his back, took out a bunch of grass and put it in the wooden box at the door of Mrs. Zhang, "Grandma, I put the herbs in the wooden box outside, and you have time to dry them tomorrow."

Zhang Po did not come out, but answered in the room.

"Azee, I'm sorry to trouble you."

After delivering the things, the young man walked forward dully.

After walking for a while, he stopped and saw that Jun Yuan was still standing still, his eyebrows were knit together.

"Aren't you going?"

Jun Yuan smiled and said, "Let's go."

He caught up with the young man, and the two walked away one after the other.

Jun Yuan stared at the figure in front of him, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a narrow wasp waist. The most attractive thing was the hips, which could not be concealed by loose clothes.

Maybe it was because Jun Yuan's eyes were too hot, the young man stopped, and Jun Yuan bumped into the young man's back without paying attention.

The back is wide and warm, giving people a sense of peace.

Jun Yuan touched his nose with a embarrassed expression.

"Excuse me."

"Look at the road!"

This time the young man spoke a bit heavily.

Jun Yuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the young man who ran away angrily, he was puzzled for a moment.

"What's wrong with me, why am I still angry?"

Jun Yuan was full of doubts, he didn't figure it out, he shrugged and strolled behind the young man.

"Hi, Zhang Ze." Jun Yuan shouted.

The young man's ears turned red, and he said, "My name is not Zhang Ze."

Jun Yuan: "Then what's your name, tell me, lest I yell."

The young man pursed his lips, "Wu Ze."

Jun Yuan was a little surprised, "Your surname is Wu, why not Zhang?"

Wu Ze said: "Many people in our village have the surname Wu, only Village Chief Zhang and his family are foreigners and they only moved here 20 years ago."

Jun Yuan pondered for a while, then chatted with Wu Ze, and arrived at Wu Ze's house after a while.

Wu Ze's home is a small two-story house in the lower reaches of the stockade, near the Wulong River.

The house doesn't look big, with all internal organs inside, and the floor is clean and tidy, but all the sharp places are tightly wrapped with cloth strips, which looks very similar to Wu Ze's tightly covered attire.

"Hey, why don't you see your parents?" Jun Yuan asked.

Wu Ze put down his back basket and froze, he said softly: "A few years ago, they didn't come back after fishing on the river."

"Feel sorry."

"It's okay, it's over." Wu Ze said, "I'll cook for you, is there any taboo?"

"It's all right."

Jun Yuan is not good at cooking, he almost tore down the kitchen just to make a meal, but he is good at cooking in the dark, his teammates know it well.

Once the captain was allowed to go to the kitchen, a group of people directly submitted their leave slips and ran away in no time.

Jun Yuan found a bench and sat in front of the window, looking at the Wulong River outside. The river was turbid and swift, and occasionally a piece of driftwood on the water surface would be swept away.

The majestic and majestic river, with high mountains and mountains on the left and right sides, looks like a landscape painting, which is refreshing.

The Wulong River has spirits, which have been worshiped by people with incense and fire for thousands of years after tens of thousands of years, and a spirit was born, named the River God.

It just so happened that "Supreme" also chose the river god of Wulongjiang. What's so good about this river god made Supreme choose this place.

Jun Yuan thought about it, and glanced at Wu Ze from the corner of his eye. The kitchen of Wu Ze's house is open. When he looked up, he could see Wu Ze busy in the kitchen. He was as serious about cooking as he was doing things. He was eye-catching and beautiful. The kitchen was his. battlefield.

Gradually, the scent coming out of the kitchen attracted Jun Yuan's nose and eyes.

He no longer looked at Wulongjiang, but concentrated on Wu Ze who was cooking.

Jun Yuan was distracted looking at the scenery, and Wu Ze, who was cooking, was also distracted, and he occasionally glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

When the wind blows from the river bank, it blows the broken hair on Jun Yuan's forehead, his golden eyes are dazzled, just sitting there is like a rich and colorful ancient painting.

It was getting dark, and the sky was full of stars.

"Let's eat." Wu Ze served the last dish, washed his hands and ate.

There are not many dishes, three dishes and one soup, served with plump rice, it seems that people's appetite is greatly increased.

Jun Yuan has been hungry for a whole day, and his stomach has been protesting for a long time, besides, he lost a lot of blood today, and if he doesn't replenish it, he may affect the trouble he finds those guys tomorrow.

Seeing Jun Yuan push the cabbage aside, Wu Ze frowned, and directly picked up another chopstick for him, "You have to eat the vegetables, too."

Jun Yuan curled his lips, obviously not wanting to eat, but Wu Ze stared at him, he just had to eat and swallow.

For some reason, the food cooked by Wu Ze always has a familiar feeling.

The author has something to say:

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In the last chapter, there was a rich woman feeding landmines. It was so pleasantly surprised. She went around in circles and posted them fiercely!

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