At noon the next day, the group came to Jiuding Mountain.

Ren Baqian got off the carriage and ordered the guards to find Luo Wengjiao, while looking up at the mountains ahead. The peaks were stacked together, and I don’t know how big it was, but it looked extremely vast. The tall trees and the lush primeval forest filled the front with a wilderness.

The nine highest peaks in the distance are as if they are reaching the sky. I think this is the origin of the name Jiuding Mountain.

The pleasant sound of birds singing came from the forest, and from time to time, several birds were seen flying from the forest.

"Teacher? What are we doing here?" Shi Gan asked not far from Ren Baqian and the other students got off their mounts behind to move their bodies.

Tonglan stood on the back of the horned cow and looked into the distance, her clothes were blown by the wind and floating like a fairy.

Unfortunately, he is a short-legged person.

"You will know soon." Ren Baqian turned his head and said.

History records in later generations: In the 71st year of the Great Yao calendar, Ren Baqian, a great pioneer, scientist and educator, went to Jiuding Mountain with twenty-four idle disciples, and successfully developed well salt, which solved the problem of the difficulty of eating salt among the people of Da Yao...

The picture in Ren Baqian's heart should be like this.

However, in order to prevent being slapped in the face, Ren Baqian felt that he should not say too much.

Soon Luowengjiao was found. Just a few hundred meters away, a wooden stake was erected with a thickness of one meter and a height of one meter and five meters. At the top of the wooden stake was a curved corner of two feet long, one end thick and the other end was thin, and the whole was brown, with a red pattern of rings on it, which divided the Luowengjiao into segments.

"This corner is a good thing." Shi Hu picked up the corner and stroked it.

"What do you mean?" Ren Baqian asked curiously.

"Luoweng's horn is eight years older than a ring, and there are sixteen rings on this corner, which means that this Luoweng has lived to be at least 100 years old." Shi Hu said.

Ren Baqian nodded, just like the tree will have annual rings.

Ren Baqian was surprised by the fact that Shi Hu was able to get more than one hundred numbers so quickly. Shi Hu was very talented in mathematics.

Then Shi Hu put the end into his mouth and blew it hard.

The sound is not as thick as a cow's horns, very sharp, like a bird's singing, an eagle's singing, and a long singing sound, soaring into the sky.

Ren Baqian covered his ears. The sound of this thing was indeed quite big, especially the sound was sharp, and it was drilled into his head.

After the trumpet was blown, a long time later, a long howling sound came from a distance, which was the sound made by a man.

"It means that they are going down the mountain to pick up their friends." Shi Hu told Ren Baqiandao.

"What if the enemy came?" Ren Baqian asked curiously.

"The enemy will blow another tone. There are special skills in blowing this. Foreigners don't know how to blow it. The ancient people will not do things like the enemy pretending to be friends." Shi Hu explained.

Ren Baqian always felt that people's hearts were unpredictable, just like the one who never got tired of deceiving, anything could happen.

However, this seems to happen to the ancient tribe rarely.

It may be related to most people being more thoughtless.

Of course, this is just a joke. In fact, the ancient tribe has its own set of etiquette and code of conduct, which everyone has to abide by for many years.

The ancient clan has a relatively simple personality, so there are few people who violate it.

This is also related to the fact that the ancient tribe lived in the mountains before and survived. If they lost their reputation, other villages around them would be rejected. When encountering some difficulties, the villages did not even have any helpers, and gradually disappeared into history.

Over time, some rules become iron rules and everyone must abide by them.

This is true even after going down the mountain.

After waiting for more than half an hour, a long howl came from the forest ahead. This time the distance was too close, about a few hundred meters.

"This is to confirm the identity of the visitor." Shi Hu explained.

Then he also let out a long roar.

Another quarter of an hour later, the sound of grass and trees shaking began to come from the forest, and then two figures gradually emerged from it.

"Are you His Majesty's men?" one of them shouted.

The two looked thirty or forty years old, wearing animal skin shorts, covered in bronze muscles, and a string of animal teeth necklaces around their necks, and a longbow behind them.

"This is Lord Ren, the head of Zizhu Academy and his disciples. He is a guard in the fourth-grade palace, and this is a token." Shi Hu showed a token in his hand.

The two walked out of the forest and did not look at Shi Hu's token, but instead looked around the crowd.

"He is not my ancient tribe?" One of the big men pointed at Ren Baqian and asked.

"Mr. Ren is the husband chosen by His Majesty, the head of Zizhu Academy. You are not far from Lancheng, so you must have heard of it." Shi Hu replied.

"Oh, it's him!" the man scratched his head. "I heard from them that I didn't believe it before."

Then he looked at Ren Baqian again and shook his head: "I'm too thin."

Obviously I wondered why His Majesty chose such a weak chicken as his husband.

In fact, Ren Baqian is 1.75 meters tall and weighs almost 180 kilograms. In the past few months, he practices martial arts and is beaten every day, and his body has also become full of solid muscles.

It can be considered a relatively strong man on earth.

But in the eyes of these ancient people, they are still too thin, like women, and they are completely inconsistent with their aesthetic views of men.

At least half wider, it is normal in the eyes of these men who can run on their arms.

"I have seen a girl named Nagu in your village before." Ren Baqian thought about it for a long time before recalling the girl's name. "I said at that time that I was coming to visit."

"What about this?" The big man continued to scratch his head.

"What are your purpose here?" Another big man looked around and asked. There were more than 70 people in the group, except Ren Baqian, the others were all ancient tribes, and they were wearing leather armor and carrying long swords.

Those who can carry such long swords are either rich or officials.

Ordinary people can already use short swords as family heirlooms.

But he didn't look much afraid. Just like the ancient tribesmen who Ren Baqian met on the road to Damo Mountain before, he was not afraid of the government. He couldn't even see much respect, just like seeing people from another village.

Most people in the mountains are like this.

After all, decades ago, the old emperor also walked out of the mountains.

Only when you are exposed to more external knowledge in the city will you be somewhat respectful.

"I heard that you have a black water pool here, and I want to go and see it." Ren Baqiandao.

"What do you think of that poison pool..." The big man muttered, and then said to everyone: "Then you follow me, but you can't bring that thing."

He pointed to the carriageway.

"Just throw it at the foot of the mountain." Ren Baqian said indifferently.

Then the man led everyone to the side and explained: "The road just now was convenient to get down, and it is easier to walk up the mountain to walk another one."

After walking a few hundred meters away, the man crawled into the forest and asked Baqian to carry things like radio stations, solar panels, etc., and just leave two people here to watch.

Then he began to walk into the forest with deep and shallow feet. When the students behind entered the forest, they immediately jumped up and down like a group of monkeys.

Even though they were all born and raised in Lancheng, they had an instinctive closeness to the forest.

Tonglan stepped on the trunk and climbed up the branch, then staged a horse mother Taishan for Ren Baqian.

"Come and chase me!" Tonglan rushed directly to another tree, turned her head and smiled at the students behind her.

He jumped forward, and supported the branch under him with one hand. He rolled continuously in the air and fell to another tree. Then he jumped again, and he still grimaced at Ren Baqian who was walking deep and shallow below.

Ren Baqian looked up at her making faces, picked up the camera hanging around her neck, and then watched her get closer to the big tree, and salt watched her stick directly on the trunk...

"Dong!"

The trunk that was about to be hugged by the two people trembled, shaking off a leaf, and two unlucky snakes fell from the trunk.

"Um!" Tonglan patted the tree trunk and fell on another branch, covering her nose with one hand, her eyes full of tears, and she couldn't bear it.

She is a genius, how can she cry?

Ren Baqian put down the camera with satisfaction and took pictures of dark history again.

After walking about a hundred meters in the forest, a small path began to appear ahead. I don’t know if it was stepped on by people or beast paths.

From time to time, there were sounds of small animals being alarmed and fleeing in the grass next to them, which always attracted a few students to chase them. After a while, Du Laoliu came back with an animal like a deer. His big eyes contained water light, which made him look pitiful.

Tonglan immediately jumped out of the tree: "So cute!"

"It's quite cute." Ren Baqian nodded: "I'll eat it tonight."

"Okay, okay!" Lin Qiaole, who was originally sleepwalking, saliva was almost over when she heard about eating.

The group walked for more than two hours and walked out of the woods before they saw a circle of wooden fences in the distance and an open wooden door.

And inside the wooden fence, you can also see two tall corner buildings.

In front of everyone, there was a not-so-wide stream, and the clear and transparent stream water made everyone feel a little cool.

Many students excitedly ran over to wash their faces and drink water when they saw the stream. They had just walked in the forest for so long, especially jumping up and down like monkeys for a long time, and were all thirsty.

"Ah!" Before they could pass by happily, they saw a student shaking his hands, biting a fish bigger than his fingers on his fingers.

"The fish biting the finger tastes good, but it's too small." The ancient man who led the way looked at the little fish in the student's hand and smiled.

"It tastes good?" Ren Baqian touched his chin. He had never eaten much fish in Dayao.

"Is it too much? Is it easy to catch?" Ren Baqian asked.

"A lot. If you catch it, put your fingers into the stream, and they will not let go if they bite it. When the harvest is not good, the children in the village will also come here to catch the finger-biting fish."

Ren Baqian looked at the students around him and felt that he would soon be able to taste this finger-biting fish called a good taste.
Chapter completed!