Chapter 371: Mucheng Village
Panda was not someone who came out of Qi Zhijun's military camp, but was trained by Qi Xue.
Therefore, he was not familiar with Qi Zhijun. He was used to being out in the wild and was not afraid of Qi Zhijun. It was good enough for him to salute him .
Panda kept talking to He Shu all night, which annoyed Qi Zhijun so much that he changed rooms with Panda and let him sleep with He Shu.
This pleased the panda, and he and He Shu laughed and joked for half the night.
The most frequently asked questions are what food and entertainment are popular in the city, and what good movies are available now?
He also told He Shu what interesting things were happening on his side.
For example, he had caught some rare and bizarre animals, as well as some rare natural wonders of mountains and rivers.
In fact, the panda is still a young man. Less than 30 years old, he spends all day wandering around in the wild woods. The skin on his hands and face is as rough as old tree bark.
Only his eyes, sparkling and pure, reminded others that he was still young.
He Shu felt that people like Panda had a really hard life.
They go to the most dangerous places and often stay in the wild for several months. Sometimes there is no one around them and they hide and ambush like animals.
Therefore, when there are no tasks, pandas become very lively and talkative because they are really lonely.
I don't know what time they talked until He Shu was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyelids, so he shut up.
But before He Shu fell asleep, the panda had already fallen asleep.
Pulling the quilt over the panda, He Shu closed his eyes with peace of mind. Many people in this world live for others, while others want to die for their own affairs.
There is no way to compare, you can only look at the height of your own heart.
At dawn, He Shu opened his eyes and saw the panda already dressed and sitting beside the bed.
"Brother Panda, you woke up so early?"
The panda looked at He Shu strangely, then grinned and said, "I'm used to it. We sleep for a short time, usually no more than four hours."
"Aren't you sleepy?"
"I'm sleepy. I'll catch up on my sleep if I have the chance. An hour or half an hour is enough."
He Shu asked in surprise, "Sleeping so sporadically, isn't it uncomfortable?"
"Oh, let me tell you, we have a trick. You can ask your aunt when you get back and you'll know. Hehe."
This really aroused He Shu's curiosity. He knew that these people often tracked cross-border fugitives, and sometimes if they delayed for a while, the other party would run across the border.
Therefore, the time for rest during action is absolutely limited, but people are not made of iron . How can they act without sufficient energy and physical strength?
Now He Shu knew that they slept sporadically, but He Shu couldn't understand, can you just lie down and fall asleep? Can you fall asleep immediately after saying you want to?
"So what do you eat when you go into the mountains and don't have any supplies, Brother Panda?"
"Eat this." I don't know where the panda took out from his sleeve, but it was a black chocolate-like strip.
He Shu took it in front of him and saw the words printed on it: Chicken flavored nutrition bar.
"Can I open it and taste it?"
The panda laughed: "It's time for breakfast. If you eat this, you won't be able to eat breakfast."
He Shu looked at the small strip that was only as long as his little finger and felt a little skeptical. He had eaten compressed biscuits before, but they were not so exaggerated.
"Then you can eat it. I have some beef flavor. Do you want some?"
"No, this is it."
He Shu pinched it and found it was soft inside, feeling like... soil.
He tore a small hole in it and smelled it, and it really smelled like chicken.
I poured a little bit of something like flour into my palm.
"Brother Panda, do you want to eat it plain or with water?"
"When we are in the wild, we just tear it open and pour it into our mouths, then drink a few sips of water to wash it down."
Hearing this, He Shu also tilted his head back and poured it into his mouth. Once it was all in his mouth, he could feel the powder covering his entire mouth, making it dry and uncomfortable.
"Don't talk. You might choke if you talk. Come and drink some water, but don't drink too much."
He Shu took the mineral water and took a sip to wash down some of the powder in his mouth.
But he felt that there was still some in his mouth, so he drank two more sips of water before swallowing it all, and pursed his lips: "Brother Panda, it smells good, but why does it taste tasteless?"
"Hey, this thing has all the nutrients it needs, it smells good, and it can keep you full. You can't ask for it to taste good, can you?"
He Shu thought about it and it made sense. Convenience food should be as convenient as possible, and this thing was already well made.
After taking two or three sips of water, my stomach really felt full.
When Qi Zhijun came over, He Shu felt that he couldn't eat breakfast at all.
He wanted to drink some water, but Panda said that drinking too much water would make him bloated, unless he didn't want to eat lunch.
Hearing this, He Shu could only give up. Looking at his uncle and Panda feasting on the table, he felt that he had had a lonely morning.
I didn’t enjoy the process of eating, but felt the result of a bloated stomach…
After the three of them had packed up, they changed into thick mountaineering clothes and boots, and went into the mountain with their tools and the saber's ashes.
Panda has been to this route before, and Qi Zhijun has also been there, so it was very smooth.
But climbing over mountains and crossing rivers was very hard for He Shu. He didn't have enough physical strength and wasted a lot of time.
They could have arrived before sunset, but because He Shu was slow, they didn't enter the village until after eight o'clock in the evening.
In this way, the uncle pulled for a while, the panda dragged for a while, and then the two of them carried him up.
He Shu hasn't done any exercise since his last injury, and his physical strength has declined significantly.
But he never let go of Ma Dao's ashes and always insisted on carrying them himself.
The mountain village was pitch black after eight o'clock, and a bonfire was lit because of the arrival of He Shu and his friends.
Panda had already sent someone to notify them, and the people in the village knew that they were here to deliver Ma Dao's ashes.
He Shu felt limp all over, his calves were cramping and hurting, but when he saw the blind old lady, he grabbed the panda's hand and stood up.
Then he took out the urn wrapped in red cloth from his backpack and handed it to the old lady.
The old lady has been blind for many years. Her eyeballs have shrunk and her eyes are sunken, which looks a bit scary at night.
The light from the campfire kept changing between light and dark on her old, wrinkled face.
Although her eyes could no longer shed tears, He Shu could still feel the sadness from this old lady.
The patriarch of this village is a middle-aged man about the same age as my uncle.
He spoke a few words to the old lady and asked two young Lisu girls to help her back to the bamboo house.
Ma Dao is just the name he gave himself when he was outside. If his name in the clan is translated into Chinese, it should be Kai, Shulong.
This was what He Shu translated based on what the clan leader said. He didn't know if it was correct. He Shu could only communicate barely but couldn't really understand the meaning.
Among such a primitive ethnic group, their language and customs all follow ancient methods, which are very different from the language that He Shuxue learned.
