Dr. Xue is also a cultural person and does not use dirty words to curse people.

After walking for half an hour, September was about to go wild, and then he heard Awang say, "It's here."

There is a mountain village at the end of the mountain road, which is not large in size. It is a typical southern village with stilt houses everywhere.

Xue Dongli narrowed his eyes and thoughtful.

The village was closed, and there were still people standing at the door, all wearing southwest ethnic costumes. When they saw everyone, the man whispered: "Where do you come from?"

Awang stepped forward and said, "Come from the East!"

Xue Dongli: "..."

Isn’t this a poem that was equal to the ancient copycats of the Green Forest heroes?

Commonly known as the mountain gate.

When did the 100,000 mountains start this?

The man at the village gate said again: "What is the proof?"

Awang replied: "There is poetry to prove it."

The man at the village gate said, "Give me poems."

"The sun and the moon are coming out in the east, and millions of troops protect me. The whole hall is full of true gentlemen, loyal and courageous, and ministers." Awang's voice was like a bell, and he said.

A c asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

Awang also explained in a low voice: "It's just a slander from the 100,000 mountains of Gu Village. You must match it before you can get in, otherwise it will be the enemy of the village. If you enter rashly, you will need to be poisoned."

The anchors were full of surprise and quickly said to the photographer: "Hurry up, record them all."

The man at the village gate said, "Please!"

Awang stepped forward, and the man at the village gate said again: "Why did you come?"

"Eighteen martial arts are excellent."

"What is proof?"

"There is poetry as evidence."

"Get poems?"

"The steel knife and chain are proficient in the steel chain, and the marksmanship may be like Zilong. The stick is like a sound that carries no different, and a single whip is better than Yuchi Gong."

"Open the mountain gate!" the man seemed satisfied and said loudly.

The gate of the village was slowly opened, and the anchors were already full of excitement, and Xue Dongli was even speechless.

She was sure that there was no such rule for the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and this must have been played by them.

Everyone walked into the village. The locals fell into the village. Several children ran over with some small handicrafts and surrounded them and asked them to buy things.

Awang said: "This is the rule in the village. You can buy some more. And it is very likely that there was a blessing from the Gu Master. It is similar to Guman Tong Gumanli in Siam, which can bring wealth."

Xue Dongli: "..."

Can Gu Master still bless you?

All the children's hands are industrial products, which factory is wholesale?

But the anchors believed it, especially in September, and bought several strings.

These things are very expensive, and the cheapest ones cost 60.

Xue Dongli thought silently that he could buy a lot of this one at 60.

A child came to her, stretched out his little hand, and held a string of red beads in front of her.

"No, thank you." Xue Dongli refused.

The child refused to leave, and Jiuyue said sarcastically: "The child is so pitiful, just buy a bunch of them. I really don't have the sympathy."

Heihe mocked: "Stop talking, look at her dressing and knowing that she has no money. Maybe the children are richer than her."

Seeing her ugly street stall, Awang knew that she had no oil and water on her body, so he winked at the child before the child left.

"I'll take you to dinner first, and then go to see the village chief after dinner." Awang said, "The village chief is the most powerful Gu master in this area."

He brought everyone to a family, which had an old couple and three daughters, one of whom had a relationship with Awang and was very intimate.

"Uncle Bianba, Alan's wife, today there are guests, so a table of home-cooked dishes are here." Awang shouted.

The old couple were very enthusiastic and soon served a full table of dishes.

It looks like there are many styles, but in fact they are all worthless wild vegetables in the mountains, plus some farm meat.

Everyone rarely ate these things and they all had a great time. When they finished the meal and checked out, Yao Yurou opened her eyes wide: "What? This table of dishes costs more than 1,500?"

Awang said: "Don't look at this table, you can't buy spiritual herbs outside. After eating it, you can relieve physical fatigue, nourish yin and kidneys. The elderly eat it.

It can also prolong life. This amount of money is the price of friendship."

Xue Dongli: "..."

He really dared to say that there was no spiritual plant in this meal.

Yao Yurou hesitated a little, and she began to doubt.

Awang whispered: "Did you forget that this is Gu Master's village? Many people inside will use Gu. If you offend them, you may quietly leave something on you.

Yao Yurou's heart was shocked, and Jiuyue was also scared and hurriedly urged: "It's only 1,500 yuan. Just give it to them."

Xue Dongli is sure that this village is a scam.

It is probably the locals who made things to fool tourists from other places.

But no one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten, and no one is blamed for others.

"Awang." The back couldn't wait to say, "I'm finished the meal, can you take us to see the Gu master?"

"Of course, I have already agreed with the village chief, you guys come with me." Awang brought everyone to the largest stilt house in the village and knocked on the door.

A strange smell came towards her, and Xue Dongli raised her eyebrows and looked a little gloomy.

This taste is...

A middle-aged man sat in front of a large urn. The large urn was covered with red blood, and he couldn't see what was inside.

The man's face was full of tattoos and tattooed with strange patterns.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was a goat's skull, and a pair of black eye sockets seemed to be two deep holes, trying to suck the person in.

Under the goat skull was a little boy, who looked a little like the village chief, and seemed to be his son.

Yao Yurou asked: "Can you take a picture?"

Awang said: "I have already agreed with the village chief that I can take pictures, but I can't take pictures of the village chief's face."

Yao Yurou nodded to the photographer, and the photographer pointed the camera at the big urn.

The village chief opened his eyes slightly and asked, "Why are you here?"

Yao Yujuru said: "We heard that witchcraft is not only used to poison, but also to make people have good luck or become successful?"

The village chief looked like a laity and said, "That's true. Outsiders think that witchcraft is just a sinister and cruel poisoning technique. This is a misunderstanding. There are many things that witchcraft can do."

Yao Yurou hesitated for a moment. He was actually a little afraid of witchcraft. But for the sake of click-through rate, she took the initiative.

"Then..." she asked weakly, "Village Chief, can you get my latest short video to like more than one million?"

The village chief laughed and said, "What's the difficulty?"

He paused and said, "But there is no free lunch in the world. You have to pay whatever you want."
Chapter completed!