Li Huowang slowly leaned on the crutches and pulled Bai Lingmiao, who was blindfolded. He didn't walk fast, after all, the broken leg had not yet grown.

Fortunately, the ox cart is not fast. When the ox cart sacrifices its speed, it increases the weight-bearing force, which is exactly the same as Li Huowang's current speed.

"Is this the Women's Mountain?" Li Huowang, who was squinting his eyes, covered his forehead with his hands and looked at the hills in the distance.

After seeing those mountains, Li Huowang knew why this place was called Qingqiu, because there was no tree on these mountains and was also covered with green grass.

However, this may be related to the shorter mountains here. There are no towering mountains here. These mountains covered by grass are all contiguous mountains.

"Senior Brother Li, look at it like this. Do those mountains look like half of the woman's face lying down?" Sun Baolu pointed at the other side excitedly.

After looking carefully for a long time, Li Huowang finally shook his head. He didn't see how abstract hills looked like women. These short mountains were very strange, not too many or too many. They were just a group of abrupt groups, and the mountains were not connected.

"This year is the year of the moon. According to the ancestral teachings, our family should camp and grazing a hundred miles ahead. It won't take long before I can meet them!"

Li Huowang didn't care what Sun Baolu said, he cared more about supplies. He had been in Qingqiu for so long and there were so many people, and he had no food to eat, but he had to eat the ox that pulled a cart.

"In Women's Mountain, is there really a market where you can buy food? If you can't buy food, you will only drink the northwest wind."

"Yes, I can't make a mistake. People who grazed within a few hundred miles nearby would go there to exchange if they wanted to buy and sell things. I came here once when I was seven years old."

After Sun Baolu's explanation, Li Huowang knew that in Qingqiu, where the land is vast and sparsely populated, these nomadic Qingqiu people would choose some places to trade for material circulation.

Over time, these places will form a fixed gathering place. People on the official side of Qingqiu also charge taxes from these places.

When Li Huowang saw through excellent vision that there were black dots as big as an ant at the foot of the mountain, he knew that the other party was right and there was really someone there.

"Let's go, we'll wear the veil hats so that we won't attract the attention of others."

After Li Huowang said that, he also brought a hat. His face was red and white, but it was no better than others.

The ox cart gradually approached the Women's Mountain, and when he followed a small path to the inside surrounded by the low mountains, he suddenly realized his clarity in front of him.

A large area of ​​crowded tents appeared in front of Li Huowang and others.

The sound of horse hooves, people roars, and donkeys roars endlessly. Li Huowang even had the illusion that he was in the market.

In this lively market, many Qingqiu people dressed completely differently from those of the Later Shu people were busy with their own affairs.

There are more animals, so there are more feces. The unique smell of animals penetrates into other people's noses, making everyone frown.

I don’t know if it is because of the long-term sunshine. The biggest difference between the Qingqiu people and the former Siqi people and the Shu people in the Shu people is that their faces are very red, and there are heavy face spots on their faces, regardless of men, women, age and age.

The Qingqiu people are generally shorter than those of Li Huowang and others, but they look different no matter how you look at it.

Each of them was wearing various rough-looking leather jackets, women's braids and men's waists were tied with some round bones.

Here, except for bones and skin, the rest of the remaining ones that can be used for straw are basically sold with straw, straw sandals, straw hats and even straw baskets.

Li Huowang's group obviously attracted the attention of the people in Qingqiu. Facing the outsiders, everyone looked at the convoy with vigilance and indifferent eyes.

"Touch!" A machete was raised high on the chopping board of the grass stall next to it, and then chopped it down hard, cutting a hairless hideous dog head in half.

"Um..." Mantou drooped his tail and his ears, and hurriedly got under the ox cart timidly.

"Are you really a native of Qingqiu? Why do you feel different from them?" Li Huowang's gaze looked at Sun Baolu next to him through the black gauze.

"Because...my mother is from another place." Sun Baolu said this and looked a little dim, but his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly passed through the crowd and ran forward.

Running around in the crowd, he finally got excited and hugged an old-looking Qingqiu man and said something.

When they got closer, Li Huowang realized that he could not understand what they said.

"You can communicate with each other in other places, but this broken place has its own language." Li Huowang was speechless, which undoubtedly caused a lot of trouble for the next journey in Qingqiu.

After greeting the man, Sun Baolu came to Li Huowang again and said with some excitement: "Senior Brother Li, you can't make a mistake. That person is my tribe, and my family is not far ahead."

"Okay, no matter how far you are, you have to walk over step by step. You can buy some food for us first. There is not enough food on the road." Li Huowang said as he looked at the lively market around.

Now the language of the Qingqiu people is not in line with theirs. In this regard, we have to rely on Sun Baolu, who knows Qingqiu dialect, to negotiate.

Sun Baolu nodded, agreed and was about to turn around and get into the lively crowd.

But Li Huowang stopped him. "Wait a little longer. Is there a place to eat here? Others are hungry, so take a rest first."

Soon everyone came to a noodle restaurant, with green noodles hanging in the straw shed, as if they were walking into a forest.

I heard from Sun Baolu that a group of people would cook noodles by themselves and take as much as they want to eat. The noodles sauce went to the owner of the shop to collect the money in portions.

Although no one else has seen this method of eating it, it does not prevent them from eating it very fragrant. It has the aroma of grass and is very appetizing with spicy mutton sauce.

The noodle restaurant is very lively and there are many people eating noodles. Fortunately, there is noodle blocking, and people nearby can't see Li Huowang and others taking down their hats.

"Where is the steamed bun?" Li Huowang, who was full of wine and food, suddenly found that the dog himself was missing.

As soon as he turned his head to look for it, he saw the steamed bun walking through the underside of the noodle forest with something in his mouth.

It spits out the things in its mouth to Li Huowang's feet and squats down, sticks out its tongue and wags its tail and asks Li Huowang for rewards.

"What is this?" Li Huowang asked in surprise when he looked at a white bone at his feet.
Chapter completed!