The shuttle bus leaves Spring City.

When I passed by in the morning, there was still a vibrant and harmonious scenery outside the car window.

But when the bus was driving until the afternoon, the cultural landscape along the way was no longer the same as before, making people feel happy.

The shuttle bus was already driving in the mountain road in Qili District.

The bus stopped and stopped along the way, and the passengers were loading and unloading goods.

Logically speaking,

This kind of long-distance bus generally does not attract short-distance passengers in the middle of the journey. But this car is obviously different: as long as someone waves, the bus will stop on the side of the road without hesitation.

The driver and ticket conductor even get off the bus to help.

Let those who want to take a ride get on the bus.

It's like waving and stopping.

And what is particularly surprising is how could the driver and ticket seller enthusiastically go down to help?

According to the market,

Drivers are all people who are arrogant and ignore passengers!

The ticket sellers are mostly women with a big voice and a very irritable temper.

They often yell at passengers.

Why did the driver and ticket seller change their temperament when they got here?

"They dare not yell at the passengers...well, except for outsiders like you."

Namu explained: "The people in the village near this highway have a bad temper...

Didn't you see it? They were all holding their long waist knife around their waists?"

Zhang Xiaoli leaned on Luo Xuan's shoulder and said softly, "It seems that this place is a bit unsafe. If something happens, don't fight with others."

Luo Xuan nodded, indicating that he would not cause trouble.

It is not a long-term solution to keep the women around you worried about themselves.

Not to mention giving her a sense of security, at least she should make Zhang Xiaoli feel more at ease.

"Get up and give up your seat."

The female ticket seller on the shuttle bus looked like she was not old last year, just in her early 20s.

The dark-skinned and not tall female ticket salesman had a dark face.

He shouted at Zhang Xiaoli, "Now there are fellow aquarius who are here to take the bus. Please get up and give him a seat."

Before Zhang Xiaoli could react.

Namu, who was beside him, pouted, "Don't pay attention to him."

The female ticket seller glanced at Namu: "I'm talking about her. People from the mainland gave up their seats. What are you, girl, getting involved in?"

Namu pulled out the dagger she carried with her from her waist, and casually shaved her fingernails.

He whispered, "He is amazing? Why should our guests from the X clan give up their seats? Did we not buy tickets, or what?"

Upon hearing this, the ticket seller looked at Namu with a little fear, and then looked at Luo Xuan.

Maybe she was concerned about Namu's origin and the knife on her hand.

At the same time, he was a little afraid of the extraordinary temperament and looked like Luo Xuan, who was a member of the public.

The female ticket seller hesitated for a moment and turned his head to face the short, dark-skinned man who had just gotten on the bus.

I rumbled a few words in local dialect.

The man then showed a hint of shyness and a honest smile nodded.

Namu pouted and explained to Luo Xuan, "The driver and the ticket seller, they have been running this route for a long time.

So if anyone wants to take a ride along the way, they dare not ignore it. Otherwise, the next time his car passes through this section of the road.

Maybe you will encounter some things like nails, big stones, and even cut down trees on the road.”

"Just now, she saw that you seemed to be from the mainland. So in order to please the man from the water pawn, this ticket seller asked you to get up and give up his seat."

Namu snorted coldly, "The man who is away from his hometown is cheap. The man who is riding a car has his village far away from here.

If they are very close, there is no need for the ticket seller to yell. Maybe he will rush over directly and ask someone to make room for him..."

After hearing this, Luo Xuan suddenly realized!

The people living in this place have very complex ingredients.

Large-scale armed fighting and violent conflicts occurred between different villages and different peasants.

It is very common for earth guns and cannons to bombard them.

The opposition that has been passed down for thousands of years makes them like to wear a knife around their waists as soon as they go out.

First of all, it's for self-defense.

Secondly, it is also the local environment that forces them to do so.

Here are high mountains and dense forests and many gullies.

All kinds of wild beasts and poisonous snakes appear. If you don’t carry a weapon with you, you won’t even be able to go out.

Plus,

The main job of men in this area is to go up the mountain to hunt.

So carrying a musket on your shoulders and a sharp dagger on your waist has become the standard for these mountain people.

No wonder just now,

For passengers who were on the way, each of them had a waist knife on their waists and a short musket on their backs.

No exception.

There was a fierce look on each face, as if he was ready to go to war with others anytime and anywhere...

Too tough!

Luo Xuan estimated that in this area, he would not be able to start arbitrage without saying anything. Even if he had a look of his eyes, he would probably lead to a group fight...

Now is a new era.

With the local commune and effective mediation efforts, there will be no conflict between different villages.

But it does not mean,

Their inertial thinking and habits of doing things for thousands of years have been completely reversed.

The deep-rooted confrontational emotions can only slowly fade.

It is impossible to completely change it overnight.

Fortunately, this time I went out, Namu, who returned home, was by my side.

Otherwise, Luo Xuan would really not be able to protect himself, would he have a conflict with others?

If the ticket seller yelled at him just now, Luo Xuan would not care about her.

Just give a seat.

I stood there on the aisle and I passed by, it was no big deal.

But before that, if it weren't for Namu, the ticket seller would be returned.

Luo Xuan certainly won’t. He spared the ticket seller: Dare to bully Zhang Xiaoli? He could beat the female ticket seller to doubt his life!

A knife on someone's waist can scratch people.

Could it be that my fist would not fuck her?

Isn’t it just that the man has a short musket on his back?

Luo Xuan has definitely had that confidence: if the other party has the ability and pull out the musket with his backhand, even if he wins...

We don't plan to cause trouble.

But if it is a matter and comes to your own head, how can you be afraid of things?

Although there are many passengers in this car, they belong to different villages and different backgrounds.

If you really have a conflict with a few of them, it would be a good idea if the other passengers did not take any injury.

How could he take action to help other people with different soldiers?

The shuttle bus just stopped and stopped, squeaking, and walked along the way.

During this period,

The shuttle bus was halfway, and the "Traveler House" stopped, letting the driver and passengers have dinner and rest a few times.

It took two days and two nights.
To be continued...