I felt a little itchy and wanted to see what Huihui girl looked like. When I heard the little eyes say so well, I was a little moved, so I followed behind the little eyes and walked out of the yard.

There were many people on the street. It seemed that after the yellow wind, people in the whole county walked out of their homes and enjoyed the fresh air. Our eyes looked around and looked at every woman who walked by in love. However, after seeing it, they were very disappointed. The women were wearing black robes and could not show any figure. Moreover, their faces were covered with veils, some were green, some were black, and some were white. It was impossible to see whether they had a high nose bridge or a collapsed nose bridge, big eyes or small eyes.

We were all disappointed.

I also feel very strange, why do some women have green veils, and some are black and white?

We wandered on the street like two homeless dogs. We walked half of the county town, but we still couldn't see a woman's face clearly. I saw a woman walking into a small room made of reed mats, and after a while, she came out again, and then walked into another woman.

I asked, "What is that for?"

Little eyes said, "That was a bath."

I said, "How can I take a bath in such a small place?"

Xiaoying said: "It is extremely dry and water-deficient here. What people say about taking a bath is not to take off all and jump into the bathhouse naked, but to hold a handful of water in your hands and wet your eyes and mouth, even if you take a bath. After taking a shower, they will walk into the mosque to perform a ceremony."

I had an idea and said, "They want to wet their mouths and eyes, and they can just see what their face looks like."

Little eyes said, "Okay, let's go and have a look."

We quietly walked around the small room where the reed mats were weaved, found a small stick, and reached into the gap in the reed mats. Before we could take a look, we heard a loud roar coming from behind, but we couldn't understand what he was calling.

After the man's shout, three people immediately appeared behind him, one tall, big, black and strong, with dense beards on their faces. They saw us peeking behind the reed mats, and without saying a word, they rushed towards us.

I was so scared that I dodged back a few steps, but my little eyes didn't dodge. He lowered his body, swept his legs, and threw himself in front of the person who was just shouting fell down.

The second man saw that the little eyes were met and turned over. After a moment of hesitation, he ran out like a spirit cat, jumped up and found the second person's face and punched him. The second man staggered back a few steps and fell down.

The third and fourth ones dared not come forward again. They shouted, and more than a dozen people ran from afar, their eyes trembling, and they wanted to fight again. I said, "Go away quickly, if you are entangled, you can't get rid of it."

My little eyes and I turned around and ran away. The people behind us were chasing all the way, and they shouted while chasing. Later, dozens of people were chasing us.

We had nowhere to escape, so we escaped into an alley. The alley was winding, narrow and long, like a chicken intestine. The footsteps of chasing people rang out at the entrance of the alley. We saw the gate of a family next to us opened, and we rushed in.

After running in, I found that this was an abandoned yard, covered with years of weeds, and the house made of yellow mud had collapsed. A wild dog was looking for food in the yard. Suddenly, he saw us and was frightened to escape like an arrow.

There is a radish cellar in front of the collapsed house. Every household in the northwest has a radish cellar, which is used to store radish. The northwest is bitter and cold. In the long winter, people's vegetables are only carrots and white radish stored in autumn. Whoever has more radish stored in the cellar is a rich man.

We hid in the carrot cellar and covered the weeds at the entrance. We heard footsteps running through the yard gate, knocking on our eardrums like drumsticks. The footsteps were getting farther and farther away. We were about to get up when we suddenly heard footsteps coming back. They were searching from all directions, and some people kicked the lumps of soil on the ground with their feet.

The sky gradually became darker, and the radish cellar had completely fallen into darkness. I felt an insect crawling on my neck. Its legs and feet were squirming on my neck. I didn't dare to move, for fear of annoying it. Fortunately, it crawled and felt no interest, so it left again.

It was already late at night, and the search outside the radish cellar gradually faded away. My little eyes and I saw that there was no danger, so we poked our heads and heads out and returned to the yard where the camel caravan lived in fear.

In the yard, everyone was waiting for us.

When the bald man saw us, he became furious, but he did not lose his temper at me, but just looked at his little eyes. His voice was thunderous and angry, like a lion's roar; his little eyes blinked, like a chicken pecking at rice.

The bald man asked, "Where have you gone?"

Little eyes blinked and said, "I just went out for a walk."

The bald head turned around the little eyes, pulled the spider web on the clothes of the little eyes, and shouted: "Just just stroll around? Just stroll around where the spider web came from? Have you done something stealing?"

Little eyes said: "No."

I also quickly said, "No."

The bald man asked his little eyes to explain where he went today. The bald man insisted that he just went out for a walk, and I also insisted that he just went out for a walk. I peeked at the woman washing her face, and was almost beaten up by others, and hid in the carrot cellar. I could never say such a messy thing, so we wouldn't just say it.

Seeing that the bald man could no longer ask what the situation was, he called two people to watch and asked us to take the initiative to replace them tonight.

We walked out of the door and climbed to the small pavilion in the corner of the yard. Standing on the pavilion, we could see all the movements inside and outside the yard.

The lights in yc County gradually went out, and the lights in the yard also went out. The moonlight passed through the clouds, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. This night was very quiet, and this night was very peaceful.

I remembered the various colors of veils I saw in the county town during the day, and asked Xiaoying: "Why are the colors of those women's veils different? What's the point?"

Little eyes said: "The unmarried woman wears a green veil; the married woman wears a black veil; and the woman with grandchildren wears a white veil."

So that's the case.

In order to pass the boring time, I asked Xiaoyan again: "Who did you learn your martial arts skills? Do people who learn martial arts love to fight?"

Xiaoying said that his hometown is in HB Cangzhou, where boys have been practicing martial arts since childhood. When he was seven years old, he followed his father to Zhangjiakou and never left since then. The second year after he arrived in Zhangjiakou, his father sent him to the escort agency. Many escorts in the escort agency are like him. Since he came to the escort agency, he has started practicing the most basic martial arts skills. After practicing his husband successfully, he has worked as an escort in the escort agency to make money to support his family. His master is bald.

Oh, no wonder the bald man scolded Xiaoying, never mercilessly. It turned out that Xiaoying was his apprentice.

Xiaoying continued, when people who have just learned kung fu look at others, they all have a murderous aura in their eyes. If they disagree, they want to fight with others. But over time, this murderous aura will be smoothed out. When they look at others, their eyes are kind.

Xiaoying asked me, "You don't know how to do it?"

I said, "I won't."

Xiaoying said: "How can people who walk around the world have no kung fu? With kung fu, you have a talisman and you are not afraid of going anywhere."

I said, "I didn't teach me before, but now I need to learn it, I'm afraid it's too late."

Xiaoying said, "It's not too late, it's not too late to practice any age. I've seen a person who only practiced qigong at the age of 60, and now he's even pretty. The ordinary guy is not his opponent. If you don't practice boxing, you'll be in vain. No matter how beautiful your routine is, you'll still have to have real skills."

I asked, "What is true kung fu?"

Xiaoying said: "Real Kung Fu is just two words, one is fast and the other is accurate. When you fight with someone, you must act quickly. Before he takes action, his fists and feet have already risen. The other is accurate, and you can fight wherever you want. As for all kinds of martial arts routines, they are useless and cannot be used when fighting. When fighting, it is not as mentioned in the storytelling. Fighting for hundreds of rounds is often just one or two moves, and it is necessary to take effect, and you have to lie down the opponent."

I said, "Quick, easy to understand, quick action; but accurate, it may not be necessary, the other party is moving."

Xiaoying said: "If you want to be accurate, you must be mentally stable, not panic, not timid, not impatient. Once you are afraid or nervous, you will definitely not be able to beat the other party, and your fists and feet will not be implemented. You must judge the other party's next move, stare at his eyes, and you can see his intentions, and then you will respond again, and you will definitely hit each other accurately."

We talked for a while before we fell asleep.

At dawn, I had just fallen asleep in a daze when I suddenly heard the storm outside the window. I knew that the leopard had gotten up and went out, and I wanted to get up, but I was so tired that I simply lay down and didn't get up.

When the storm is shaking, the horse will definitely take action, so the leopard and the bald man set up a warning.

After I woke up, it was already noon and it was still raining in the sky. I heard that at dawn, there was indeed a sound of horses coming to test it, but when I saw the yard was tightly guarded, I retreated.

I saw Xiaoyan in the yard, wearing strong outfits, fighting spirit, eager to try, and was very upset that I didn't fight well in the morning. Xiaoyan Kung Fu is very good, I like fighting very much. I think if the little eyes are so good, then his master's bald kung Fu is better, but I don't know how it is compared with the leopard.

There was heavy rain in the sky, and I couldn't travel. I was idle, so I wanted to see who is better at leopard or bald. I asked Xiaoyan: "Who is better than your master or leopard?"

Xiaoying said, "That must be my master."

I asked, "How do you know?"

Xiaoying said, "My master is the second in command of the escort agency, so of course he is amazing."

I said, "I think the leopard is still awesome."

Xiaoying said, "My master is amazing."

I said, "Leopard is amazing."

When the little man saw us quarreling with a thick neck, he ran over and asked us what we were quarreling. We told the reason, and the little man said, "That's not simple, just let them compare."

I asked, "Where to compare?"

The little guy said: "There is a wheat threshing farm at the entrance of the village. The terrain is open, and that is the best place."

I said, "It rained so heavily, and the threshing farms have become swamp pools. How can I compare?"

The little man said, "You are still a family member of the farm. The porcelain of the wheat threshing farm is as solid as a stone. What's the point of raining?"

I said, "Then take me to see it."

The little man said, "Let's go."

The little man walked in front, and my little eyes and I followed behind, and we walked out of the courtyard. We walked along the path and walked to the center of the village. There was a school in the center of the village. The teacher was reading the Tang poem "Sitting in the Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow" to the students. This poem is very famous and I also learned it in a private school when I was a child.

The teacher is an old man with an old voice. He said to the students: "Everyone reads with me. Every day... the mountains are far away, and the sky is cold and the house is poor."

A lot of crisp and messy voices were recited together: "Day day and day...the mountains are far away, and the sky is cold and the house is poor."

The old gentleman said, "You are wrong. No matter how many times I go, you only have one pass."

"Every day...the mountains are far away, and the sky is cold and the house is poor."

"The mountains are far away in the evening, and the houses are poor in the cold weather."

We laughed loudly when we heard it.

The little man said, "This old man has been on a long day, but I haven't heard who he wants to live on."

I said: "This is a very famous poem in the Tang Dynasty. It describes a scene that a person passed by a farmhouse on a snowy night. He saw. It is like a landscape painting. The mountains are far away at dusk, which means it is dark, and the mountains in the distance look even more distant."

The little man said, "Daigou, you are still a scholar. You are really a spicy carrot. You can see if you eat it."

Xiaoying said, "Don't underestimate Daidog. Daidog's belly is deeply literary. If the old bastard had sold Daidog, Daidog would be the eldest master now."

The little man said in surprise: "Are you sold by the old scum?"

I nodded.

The little man said: "The old bastard is the most hateful. When will you find these old bastards be cut into pieces?"

I said, "I am destined to walk around the world in my life. I admire all the people in the world, but I hate the old bastards. One day, I will return to my hometown, and these old bastards will find them and cut them alive."

Both the little man and the little eyes said: "The old drows do something about having no children and grandchildren, just like picking and cutting."

I asked in surprise: "Do you know how to pick and cut?"

Xiaoying said, "Of course I know. On the way, whenever you walk into a larger city, you can see Caisheng cutting. Those children are so pitiful. Their parents would never have thought that their children were tortured like this and were still searching everywhere."

The little man said, "The first time I took the dart, when I arrived in Yinchuan, I saw a legless doll begging on the roadside, holding a woman's legs, tears flowing down, and I didn't say a word. The woman was so scared that she screamed and surrounded many people to see. People ordered her to let go, and the legless baby just cried, not saying a word. Later, two men came, and took the legless baby's fingers and carried him away. More than a month later, I came back and passed by Yinchuan again.
To be continued...