Chapter 33: The blue river is clear and shallow, a few times from each other 2

After it was dark, Migalo secretly came to the bamboo building, put his fingers on his lips and whistled.

On a hot summer night, the sound of cicadas is like a shower. No one will deliberately care about such a whistle. He waited patiently for a while and put down a rope ladder on the bamboo building. Looking up, the person who put the rope ladder did not poke his head out.

Are you shy? Thinking so, my heart was as sweet as honey, and I hurried to climb upstairs. As long as there are people born by the Blue River under the Blue Mountains, there is no one who is not good at climbing rope ladders. It took much time for Micah to climb up a five-person-high bamboo building.

Although there are more than a dozen stockades under the Blue Mountain, there is a common custom that unmarried girls must live in bamboo buildings. Such a bamboo building is usually built on a high cliff. The girl can't come down before getting married. What she does every day is to weave and embroider in the building. If a young man comes downstairs to sing with her, she has to respond. The two sing to determine whether the other is their own good person. At night, the young man will come down to the bamboo building and beg the girl. Put down the rope ladder and give it to him. If the girl likes, she will keep him for the night. When they give birth to a child, they can return to the ground together to live a life of men and women.

A few days ago, Megara went into the mountain to look for a rare herb. He accidentally found the bamboo building. Seeing that there were few people under the cliff, he thought that there was an old girl living above him. He planned to bypass it, but he heard a crisp and loud song from upstairs, which almost silenced all the birds all over the mountain.

Because Blue Mountain men choose their wives by listening to songs, every man has practiced the ability to listen and distinguish people for generations. Micah can hear that such a song will never be made by an elderly woman. He can be sure that the girl upstairs is a few years younger than himself. Maybe it's just her parents shut her up too early. Just come.

Out of curiosity, he hid behind the bushes to see if the girl would come out.

After a while, the girl came out. She took a wooden basin in her hand and was pouring water down. Her long hair was twisted into strands. It seemed that she had just got up and washed her hair. The bamboo building was five people tall, but with the eyes of a famous hunter, he still saw that the girl had a beautiful face that was far better than anyone he saw. In addition to the beautiful song, Migala almost immediately decided that he would marry the girl.

The girl poured water and went into the house. She didn't notice that he was nearby at all. He took the opportunity to trot downstairs and sang loudly: "Turn over the high mountain and across the river. I have seen tens of thousands of red flowers. I don't want the cuckoo to open for two seasons, and I don't want the camellia to be resistant to cold and heat. I just ask, on the steep cliff, when the plum will open."

After being quiet for a while upstairs, I listened to the girl sing: "The cuckoo has different colors in the two seasons, and the camellia is beautiful in spring and autumn. Why bother to come to the deep mountains and ask for the plum to be beautiful for a while." It turned out to be a decline in his courtship.

Micahra did not retreat because of this, but continued to sing: "The cuckoo is beautiful but poisonous, and the camellia is beautiful and loves blood. Only the plum is noble and not as red as the turbid world."

The girl seemed to hesitate and didn't make a sound for a long time. When he was about to think that he had succeeded, he heard her sing: "How difficult and dangerous a hundred-foot cliff is. The hero has always known that it is difficult to retreat. Although Lamei is not easy to break, how many lives have been lost under the cliff."

Listening to her sing like this, Megara knew that the girl was just afraid that he didn't have the courage and was not unwilling to be good with him, so he was more energetic. He took a glimpse of Jinghong just now and the determination not to marry, and swore again that he only loved her in this life. As long as she was the only one, she would never break again. His branch. The girl upstairs listened to him sing a bag of cigarettes quietly, and finally said, "Since you say so, go to the forest and peel a tiger skin for me. When will you peel it and when to meet."

This condition may be wither if you talk to other young people, but Megara has been hunting tigers in the mountains with his father and several brothers since he was ten years old. At the age of 15, he killed a young tiger alone, which attracted a lot of praise in the village. Now he is in his early twenties and much taller than in the past. The arrow can nail a thick tree, but it is not difficult to peel a tiger's skin.

"It's a deal. I'm going now!"

God should help him. The next day, Megara found a nest of little tigers, but not long after the tiger cub was born, the hair color was not good, so he thought of making a trap to catch the female tiger. The skin was enough to sew a jacket.

It was quite a waste of time. He successfully killed the female tiger and skinned it. He took it to the bamboo downstairs in blood, shouting loudly to let her put the rope down.

"Did you really hunt a tiger?" The girl asked in surprise.

"That can still be fake! You'll know when you hand over a rope and pull it up. It's still hot. Micahra grinned, ignoring that he was covered with blood.

The girl complained and muttered a few words. Finally, she shouted at him, "Oh, I don't dare to take your tiger skin. You take it back."

Micahlo suddenly panicked and quickly asked, "You asked me to hunt tigers. Why don't you want it now?" So what did you promise me? Don't you count it?

The girl didn't answer. He waited again and shouted a few times, but she still ignored it. Megara felt full of disappointment, and he didn't want the tiger skin. He said with no energy, "If you don't want it, forget it. I'll go."

"Oh!" The upstairs finally made a sound, "Are you still coming?"

As soon as Megara heard this, he immediately smiled and thought that he was shy not talking just now. He quickly replied, "Here, I'm going to roast the tiger meat and send it to you in the evening." The implication is that I will come to have a tryst with her tonight.

The girl is not angry: "Who cares about your tiger meat!" I want to eat rabbit meat.

"Okay, I'll give you a string!"

When I climbed up the building, I found that the bamboo building was much bigger than he thought, and the plank road was built to the waterfall, which was very convenient to get water. The light was on in the small building, and the door was empty, but no one was seen, but the more it was, the more it was tempting. He held back his beating heart and tiptoed the door.

The room is very spacious, with tables, chairs and bed cabinets. Looking at the fire in the middle of the room, I know that the owner of the bamboo building has lived here for more than a year or two. Megara was very strange why such a good girl lived in this place that was difficult for ordinary people to get involved. Did she plan to get married? Didn't you pick up the treasure?

"Hey, why are you fooling at the door? Are you here to show me the door?" A hand shook in front of his eyes, and then he found that the girl was standing behind the door. At this time, she leaned out half of her body and teased him with a smile.

Migalo only felt that his face became more and more beautiful when he got closer. He was playful and generous when he smiled. He really liked it indescribably.

The girl looked at him in a daze and smiled and stretched out her hand: "Where's my rabbit meat?"

The hand used to work is not very delicate and small, but it is also white and slender. When he reached for something slightly taller than her, the wide cuffs slipped slightly to the elbow, revealing a white lotus-like arm, which fascinated him tenderly.

"Eh, what do you think?" The girl finally saw that his eyes were fanatical, his face turned red, and his voice was low. She didn't dare to look at him at the beginning.

Migalo watched her turn to her ears gradually turn red, and her heart was itchy. She untied the three or five rabbits hanging around her waist and threw them on the ground, and hugged the girl who screamed at a loss.