Chapter 582 (1/2)

When the two women came out of the water and breathed the same fresh air, Xiao Chen asked sang to climb up first.

After sang went up and pulled Mo Xiaowan up, Xiao Chen climbed up by himself.

In fact, now he doesn't know where he is. Those mobile phones have been flooded and are useless at all.

When the three of Xiao Chen were sitting on the grass, Xiao Chen took out those clothes from his backpack and found that there was water. After all, he had just swam for so long.

Xiao Chen knew that he had to dry his clothes again. Otherwise, he would get sick easily.

Xiao Chen and the two girls went under the tree. After he found the branches to burn, they asked the two girls to dry the water on their bodies, including their hair.

While hanging his clothes aside, Xiao Chen knew that although he didn't know where he was, he felt that he should not be far from the Jiuli Valley cemetery.

It took almost two hours. When the clothes were almost dry, Mo Xiaowan said, ”Xiao Chen, it seems that something has been staring at me.”

Xiao Chen looked at it. To his surprise, it was a monkey. Many monkeys looked at it in the tree, just staring at sang and Mo Xiaowan's chest.

”It's monkeys. They look at whether you are of the same kind?”

”It's a group of colored monkeys.” Mo Xiaowan said.

After Xiao Chen brought the skirt for Mo Xiaowan and sang to put on, Xiao Chen was really comfortable in dry clothes.

Xiao Chen didn't bother to pay attention to these monkeys and was ready to leave here with two women.

When he took the two women's hands and went out, he suddenly heard all kinds of cries. Soon, Xiao Chen saw the people in Jiuli valley.

They should be people of Jiuli nationality. These people are considered to be Miao people. However, they do not recognize the identity of Miao people, but always maintain the identity of Jiuli nationality. Their words will be similar to the dialect of Miao language at that time.

Some of these people were holding shotguns and some were holding sharp knives. When they looked at Xiao Chen, sang told them in Miao language to call out the head of Jiuli nationality.

Xiao Chen was afraid that these people would hurt sang and Mo Xiaowan's safety. He protected the two women behind him and watched these nine Li people with vigilance.

Looking at them makes Xiao Chen feel that these people still belong to the very primitive kind.

”Xiao Chen, they asked us to follow them.”

”Then go.”

Xiao Chen is really not afraid of them.

Even when they were holding shotguns, Xiao Chen was sure to take them, as long as they dared to do it first.

In Xiao Chen, the three followed the Jiuli people to a place like Miao stronghold. At a glance, all of them were stilted buildings.

Soon, Xiao Chen saw the leader of the Jiuli nationality that night again.

That night, Sang's master kept talking to each other.

The head of the Jiuli nationality, Mao rang, is the 982nd generation of the Jiuli nationality. It has been passed on here for tens of thousands of years. However, the people of this nationality are indeed getting fewer and fewer, because they do not intermarry with outsiders, even the Miao people.

So, to Xiao Chen's feeling, these people are still a little strange. They look especially like those non mainstream.

Mao rang was very surprised when he looked at Xiao Chen. He thought they had already died and couldn't get out.

Unexpectedly, these three people came out alive.

Sang chatted with each other for a few minutes. Mao changed his look and began to ask Xiao Chen to let him go where they lived.

In fact, the Diaojiaolou where Mao rang lives is the most luxurious house here. It looks much better than the Diaojiaolou over there in Yang Jiazhai.

However, there is no electricity here. After all, they hide in the forest in Western Hunan. There is no electricity and water at all. They don't care about war or the world outside.