He stood on the shore and looked at the mountains in front of him for a while, then put away the escape pod and put on raincoats again for himself and Lightning.
There is no road for vehicles on this side of the mountain, only sections of bluestone slabs winding through the mountains.
Occasionally there will be a section of road damaged by an earthquake, where the stone slabs have rolled down the mountain.
He Xiaobei didn't care whether to walk or drive, but the official base in Kyoto and the private base in T City were both here, so he had to pretend.
Take out the backpack again and hang up the tent.
On both sides are still the pink axe, the staff of life and the pink desert eagle.
Although Lightning is now used to wearing shoes, he still doesn't like rainy days, so he can only squat on his backpack and look around.
The mountains here are obviously much more lush than those in other places, and there is more green vegetation, which means that people here live better than those in other places.
As we walked up the steps little by little, it was already getting dark and it was time to find a place to set up camp.
The mountains here are relatively steep, and it is indeed a bit difficult to find a place to stay.
He Xiaobei walked for a long time before he saw a pavilion connected to a corridor in the distance.
The pavilion is not big, only about a dozen square meters, with an ancient style and a corridor that is about twenty meters long.
The wisdom of the ancient people was amazing. Even with such a big earthquake, the pavilion and corridor were not damaged at all.
At this time, there were many people sitting in the corridor and pavilion, and several bonfires were scattered around.
He Xiaobei took a quick look and saw thirteen people in total.
And from her observation, these people should not be in the same group.
Sitting next to the largest fire in the pavilion was a burly man who looked to be in his early thirties.
On the other side of him were five young men who were relatively younger than him. They were not as strong as him, but they had tight muscles all over their bodies.
The man seemed to have just finished eating and was picking his teeth with a twig. He looked at the others with interest.
Next to the fire in the middle were four men and one woman, one of whom was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had rosy complexions.
The other three were also dressed neatly, but their attire and alert expressions made it clear at a glance that they were bodyguards.
The delicate woman was in her early twenties. She finished the noodles in the bowl in small bites and took out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe her mouth.
The man next to her was about thirty years old, with his hair combed back neatly, and he looked particularly showy in a bright red suit.
He put his arm around the woman's slender waist and jokingly looked at the fire at the outermost edge of the corridor:
"You said you are a Taoist priest? Then can you tell fortunes? Come, tell me when my baby can give birth to a child."
There was a man and a woman sitting by the fire on the outermost side of the veranda.
The man was probably under 40 years old and about 175cm tall.
The hair on his head looked like it had been gnawed by a dog. He lowered his head and said nothing. The firelight made his face look golden.
The woman looked to be about thirty years old, with slightly long cheeks.
She has almond-shaped eyes, a big nose, and slightly thick lips. She is not really good-looking, but for some reason she gives people a feeling of being very gentle.
Her hair was tied on top of her head with a very straight branch, and she was holding a dirty whisk in her hand.
After hearing the man's question, she looked at him calmly, then raised her hand and touched her chin:
"My fellow Daoist, there are three things I don't count: first, I don't count myself; second, I don't count those whose lives have ended; and third, I don't count the gender of the fetus."
The man was stunned after hearing this:
"What do you mean? Are you saying my baby is pregnant or that I'm going to die?"
The men in the pavilion burst into laughter after hearing this:
"Brother, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? You must be dying."
After the young man next to the burly man finished speaking, everyone continued laughing.
The showy man's face gradually darkened after hearing this, but it is better to be restrained when you are out.
So he just gave the woman a vicious look and then looked away.
He Xiaobei observed the group of people for a while, and finally took the axe off his backpack.
He turned the axe handle with one hand, making some noise, and walked towards the corridor.
The people inside heard the noise and looked in her direction.
When he saw that she was alone with her cat, his vigilance gradually subsided.
Walking to the outermost part of the corridor, she stopped, took off the hood of her raincoat and shook her hair.
She made no effort to conceal herself, and when she took off her hat, everyone in the pavilion and on the veranda looked at her.
Then he glanced at the woman holding the whisk covertly.
After all, He Xiaobei's outfit is really, how can I put it.
A pink axe in his hand, a shining crown on his head, and four large gem rings on his hands.
Too many rings can sometimes be a nuisance, so she took off a few and kept wearing her four favorite ones.
Her hair was still the same as her princess style, having been trimmed not long ago, but her outfit even looked a little weird in the rainy night.
He Xiaobei noticed their gazes, but didn't care. Instead, he smiled and asked:
"I'm passing by here. Can I stay here for the night? I see there's room here. I'll just stay on the outermost side."
The first person to react was the woman holding the whisk. She looked at He Xiaobei eagerly.
As if smelling the scent of a kindred spirit, he said in a condescending tone:
"No problem, little girl. Just rest here. My name is Nonsense."
Then she paused, pointed at the man beside the fire and said:
"This is my apprentice Badao. What's your name?"
He Xiaobei laughed immediately after hearing this. Is it so joyful?
She loved this kind of happy atmosphere the most, so she spoke with a deep breath:
"Hello, Taoist Hu, my name is Fairy Floating on the Water."
Hu Shuo became even happier when he heard this, and the muscles on his face were almost squeezed together by her.
The group of people next to them were completely clueless, their heads shifting back and forth between He Xiaobei and Hu Shuo, their eyes filled with shock.
Did they run into a bunch of lunatics today?
He Xiaobei looked around at the others and finally realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. She turned her stiff neck back to Hu Shuo.
The woman was wearing a blue and white striped suit, but it was so dirty that she didn't notice it at first.
Moreover, the words on the chest of the clothes were so dirty that it was impossible to tell what they said, only the two words "hospital" were visible.
The corners of He Xiaobei's mouth twitched, and then she turned her head to Badao.
After careful inspection, she realized that the man was wearing a white coat.
The clothes were also very dirty, and the words on the chest were completely blurred.
She turned her head back silently and sighed.
It's okay as long as you are not embarrassed. It's others who are embarrassed.
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