"Well, we left at night, in the same direction as Wushuang and the others, but this last holy object is not that easy to obtain. I'm afraid Nalan will run into some trouble, and the descendants of Sanbeile are also starting to take action."

"You bald donkey, since you don't want the Yehe tribe to guard the holy mountain in the next life, why bother to assist him?"

"You are such a bully, you are used to wandering around in the clouds and wild cranes. How do you know that Taizu's edict must not be violated? The fifteenth generation of guardians of the holy mountain must be handed over to Ye He's descendants!")

It was already 4 o'clock in the middle of the night when we returned to the village at the foot of the mountain. After the carnival, many people had gone home to sleep, but there were still many folk artists and folklorists on the other side of the river chatting around the unextinguished bonfire at the ferry.

This year, it seems that all the beautiful girls in the small town on the other side of the Songhua River have not come in vain. There are only some foreign-looking, round-shouldered and round-waisted people, listlessly accompanying their parents, but have not found a suitable place to stay with their husband's family. No one knows it at all.

The earth-shattering scene that just happened in the Yilhuri Mountains.

Although the two of us were exhausted, we managed to escape and got the little brocade box in the hands of the infant corpse. We were so excited that we randomly found some Manchu snacks at the ferry to pad our stomachs. The names of Manchu snacks are all very unique, like

Cixi's steamed buns, Nurha red golden meat, and even Saqima are all from the Manchu people.

But after taking a bite of food, I looked at the few "flower-like" leftover women next to me, all staring at me like wolves and tigers, and I felt a little scared. This is the folk custom here, whether it is the young people in the village

The man was an unmarried girl from the town opposite. She hadn't found anyone to sleep with for a long time in the middle of the night. She must have not found a match this year.

Sure enough, a woman and her tall and burly daughter walked over to me with a smile. I grinned at them awkwardly, and Meihui said sarcastically: "Look, brother, you are always popular with women wherever you go.

, no, here comes the door, talk to them quickly, maybe I can make you a wife."

Most of the people living nearby are Manchus, and every household relies on the Songhua River and the Ilhuli Mountains to live a life of fishing and hunting. They must not be as good as us in renting a house. The woman said a lot of Manchu to me. Although I couldn't understand it, I saw it.

This expression should be inquiring about my personal situation.

Meihui didn't have a translator for me, so she made her own decision and replied with a few words, which I couldn't understand. But seeing the woman and the girl leave angrily, I knew that this girl must have taken me as her own again and would not let anyone else care about her.

At this time, the secretary and others came back from the mountain. They were all looking very miserable. Seeing that Meihui and I were still at the ferry, he asked me to go home with him and rest.

He said to Meihui: "You girl, it's almost dawn, and you still let your man hang out here? Aren't you afraid that you will find one of our Manchu girls to divorce you tomorrow?"

I think people in the mountains are just more diligent than us city people, and even the chickens in the mountains are the same. It’s only half past four, and it’s not even bright yet, and each one has already begun to croak. Tong Jiefang didn’t want to do anything along the way.

He was too talkative. I think he was exhausted. The other elders and followers were the same. They just walked down the aisle with their heads downcast. However, I secretly counted the number of people, and there were quite a few of them. It seemed that the ice ghost had indeed blocked the man-bear.

It's really lucky that even one person lost his life.

When I got home, I saw that the mother and daughter of the Gao family had already fallen asleep in the east room. Dabao was squatting alone in front of the stove in the basement of the outer room and was making cakes, which are the big corn flour pancakes that we Northeastern country people often eat.
Chapter completed!