Leng Yi moved his arms, went to the big round stone with his upper body bare, observed it, and thought to himself, the most laborious thing about pushing the stone over his shoulder was not the stone itself, but the butter on the stone, which was too slippery.

, most of the effort is spent on overcoming the slippery rocks and preventing them from falling. As long as you overcome this, you should be able to get twice the result with half the effort!

However, without the help of other anti-slip materials, it seems that he can only rely on his strong finger strength, which he has developed through years of practicing rock climbing. When rock climbing, he can hang his entire body in the air just by relying on the strength of his fingers.

On the cliff! As long as there is a little gap that can fit into the tip of his finger, he can send all his strength to his finger.

So, he squatted down and carefully observed the big round stone. Just like before every rock climbing, he must carefully study the gaps in the rock route. No one in the field knew what he was looking at.

What Leng Yi looked at was the shape of the entire rock. This stone was actually only approximately round, not the kind of ball polished by masons. Therefore, there were several shallow pits, which would be impossible for ordinary people to understand.

Borrowing strength, however, is like a ladder to the sky for Leng Yi!

Leng Yi touched various parts of the stone with his hands, and planned in his mind how to fix the large, smooth stone when moving it.

After thinking about it, Leng Yi signaled to the master of ceremonies that it was time to start.

The emcee started shouting loudly with encouraging words, and the place immediately boiled. Leng Yi became the last hope to defend the dignity of their village. Under the stimulation of wine, he let out a wild "hey hey" sound!

Leng Yisheng took a deep breath, squatted down, touched the spot he had just spotted, and picked up the stone with all his strength!

The first time was more difficult than he originally expected. Anyway, as long as he picked up the stone, there was no time limit. Therefore, he was very slow and was not in a hurry to push the stone up his shoulders. Instead, he felt the stone on his body.

It was very important to feel the balance of power and find the balance point of power. After realizing the center of gravity of the stone, he began to exert force and pushed the stone steadily behind his shoulders. The stone fell heavily on the ground behind him!

Everyone cheered. (Just read the novel) However, it could be heard that quite a few people cheered very reluctantly. Among them, Zhuoma and Lamu. Because they saw that Leng Yi had such difficulty holding a stone for the first time, could they?

The hope of surpassing Jamba's sixteen times is really slim.

Leng Yi turned around, immediately squatted down, and began to search for the point of strength he had just discovered. When his breath reached the ninth time and everyone's heart was in their throats, he picked up the stone again and pushed it over his shoulder.

In the first few times, Leng Yi took a long time from picking up the stone to pushing it over his shoulders. After he mastered the trick and accurately touched the stone, the time it took became shorter and shorter. His strong finger strength and arm strength.

Coupled with many years of understanding of rocks, he quickly became as skillful as driving on a familiar road. When he got to the back, he almost picked it up and threw it directly behind his shoulder!

The cheers in the venue began to get louder. When the emcee counted to ten times, people in the venue began to cheer enthusiastically, and when it reached fifteen times, it reached a boil.

When Leng Yi pushed the stone over his shoulder for the seventeenth time, surpassing the sixteenth time of Qiangba, the strongest man in Missang, the scene was already going crazy! Especially Dolma, who was going crazy, hugging La

Mu laughed and jumped.

As for her groom, Jiangcun, and everyone who was welcoming her, they were stunned and looked extremely ugly.

Leng Yi's intention was not over yet. He didn't stop until he pushed past the stone for the twentieth time. The beaming Jiazhen on the other side kept waving to indicate that he could stop.

The master of ceremonies loudly announced that Leng Yi was the final winner, and the venue suddenly became a boiling ocean. Ram hugged Leng Yi and kissed him on the face.

Zhuoma squeezed over, pulled Leng Yi to his table, and looked at Jiangcun who was sitting there in frustration.

Jiangcun stood up, walked out of the table with his head lowered, walked to the guests, and sat next to an old man.

Zhuoma happily sat down with Leng Yi, and the servant immediately replaced it with a gold cup wrapped in gold foil. The leader next to him stood up with a smile and poured him wine himself. He patted his shoulder and said something. Leng Yi listened.

He didn't understand. He looked back at Jiazhen, but Jiazhen just sat there looking at him and laughing, and didn't come to help translate.

Leng Yi could only smile stupidly and keep nodding. Seeing the leader drink the wine, he also drank the wine.

After drinking this glass of wine, everyone in the Changzhong burst into wild cheers.

Later, Zhuoma's relatives and villagers came to toast Leng Yi one by one, with faces full of joy. Leng Yi didn't know why these people were so enthusiastic about him all of a sudden. Of course, he was deeply moved.

After drinking a glass of wine with everyone in the village, he was already spinning and looking at people was like two or three ghosts.

Then, Dolma pulled him to dance Guozhuang with the villagers, going round and round, making him even more dizzy. He wanted to tell Dolma to take a rest, but Dolma couldn't understand what he said, and Jiazhen

He refused to come over to translate, so he had no choice but to continue dancing round after round.

The highland barley wine had so much stamina that Leng Yi couldn't even stand steady when he got to the back. Zhuoma then helped him back to his seat, and someone else came up to offer a toast. Leng Yi drank several large glasses in succession. Finally, he was so drunk that he was

On Dolma's body.

Drowsily, Leng Yi felt like he was being supported by someone, walked forward in a circle, and then placed on a soft quilt full of fragrance.

He fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, he felt a woman hugging him and kissing him. The woman seemed to be Zhuo Qiaoniang, and from her breathing, she felt like the beautiful Zhuoma. Her whole body and delicate body were indescribably sexy. And he

He didn't know when he had become completely naked. He thought about it, but his whole body felt weak. He spoke vaguely, but the woman ignored him and just kept kissing him, touching the body and tall places he knew.

The woman's movements on top of him were clumsy, but full of wild enthusiasm, very proactive, almost anti-customer. Several times, Leng Yi was so confused that he didn't know where he was.

Finally, everything calmed down.

When he tried to open his eyes, he felt that he had a headache that was going to split open. He reached out and gently rubbed his forehead, and fell asleep for a while. Then he slowly opened his eyes.

He found that he was sleeping in a warmly decorated room. From the fragrant pink bedding, he knew that this was a woman's boudoir. Moreover, judging from the furnishings in the carved and painted room, it was Tibetan style. Could it be that this was a village

The boudoir of the leader’s daughter Dolma?

He immediately thought of the romantic night last night, which was like a dream but not a dream. Could the woman with him be Dolma? Thinking of this, he was not only frightened, but he quickly got up, but his body was still shaking.

He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, when he suddenly found scarlet dots on the snow-white sheets on the bed! He couldn't help but stay on the spot.

Finally, he got dressed. At this time, the door opened and two maids came in to help him wash up. Leng Yi didn't ask any questions, and they couldn't understand him anyway.

After washing, Leng Yi followed them out, crossed the courtyard, and came to the living room in the middle. He saw Jiazhen and Ram sitting there, looking at him and laughing.

Leng Yi was embarrassed, walked in with a sneer, and sat down next to Jiazhen.

Jiazhen smiled and whispered: "How did you and Dolma do last night?"

Leng Yi was shocked and said: "Last night..., the person who followed me last night was..., was it Zhuoma?"

"Of course," Jiazhen whispered, "if you beat the strongman Jianba who welcomes the bride, you can spend the night with the bride. This is Missang's rule."

Leng Yi was stunned and thought, why is there such a rule?

Looking at his stunned look, Jiazhen smiled even more happily and said: "You don't know, marriage robbery is popular in the Misang tribe. Ordinary people just take it away if they like it, but of course a wealthy family like the enemy can't force it."

However, there are still rules, so there is such a flexible rule. That is, the person who welcomes the bride must defeat the bride's family before he can take the bride away. If he cannot defeat the bride, the bride can live with the winner of the village.

One night. Of course, the person who is welcoming the bride can hire people from other places to help, but the bride’s family can only hire people from the village. So the person will usually be picked up smoothly. It is rare to have a situation like yours this time.

See you."

Leng Yi said with a bitter face: "But, I am not from this village."

"You are!" Jiazhen said with a smile: "Last night, Dolma said in public that you were the son-in-law of the Ram family, that is, from this village. Ram also kissed you in public, and the leader agreed to it for the sake of face.

Admit that you are. So it was up to you to challenge the strong man who was welcoming the bride. As a result, you defeated the opponent by a big margin. The leader and Dolma were very happy, so naturally they allowed you to spend the night with Dolma according to the rules."

Leng Yi smiled awkwardly and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You people from the Song Dynasty have too many rules and are not happy at all. I told you that if you are hesitant, this matter will definitely become dirty, so it is better not to say it at all."

"But, this is always bad."

"What's wrong? I know what you're worried about. Don't worry. Most of Missang's marriages are commercial marriages that cost money. Dolma and Jiangcun didn't know each other before. Besides, this is Missang's rule. Who knows?

I can’t say anything.”

"..."

Leng Yi was speechless.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and the leader came in with several men and women. Leng Yi hurriedly stood up and handed over his hands. He had just handed over his daughter, so he was a little embarrassed to meet her.

But the headman's face was full of joy, and he motioned for Leng Yi to sit down, while he sat down beside him. The servant brought tea, and the headman invited him. Then Jiazhen translated, and said to Leng Yi: "Thank you very much for supporting our village last night.

Face, my daughter and I are very happy,

Leng Yi was a little embarrassed and smiled.

The leader said again: "I heard Ram and the others just said that you are going to Missang City to do business?"

"Yes, it's just my first time doing business in Missang. I'm not familiar with the place and don't understand the market, so I'm worried about losing money."

The leader nodded and said: "I have these connections in Misang. If you are willing, I can help you do business." (You are welcome to come and your support is my biggest motivation.)
Chapter completed!