I couldn’t help but be surprised if the old man had such a plan.

The people who thought that River Lomen were indeed black, but fortunately I was a person from Lomen, and I would not be pitted by them.

But Zhu Dachang people are still in the dark, it is estimated that they are stealing music, feel that we can use to find the inner cultivation of fire without using the help, but do not know that they have long been the old land to stare.

We both walked forward and came to the front of an oasis.

Lao Lu looked at the oasis and said, "It seems that we have come to the place."

I looked at this oasis and saw that it was filled with huge bottles of trees, and a tree could cover a large area of green thorns under these trees.

The green spikes surrounded the oasis and looked spectacular.

In the center of these green thorns, there is a huge obelisk, surrounded by a circle of small spire houses.

The reason why the house was made into a spire should be to reduce the heated area, but it looked as if it were a person wearing a pointed hat, which was very strange.

We separated from the green spikes and walked over to the spired house.

Just walked away, suddenly came a whimper of shouting, and then we were surrounded by some people wearing clothes that looked similar to that of the Miao people.

They had in their hands a silver machete, which was particularly dazzling, and these people held their cavities round and round us, as if they wanted to turn us around.

When I saw this scene, I was a little embarrassed and asked Lao Lu what to do.

After all, these people are not the same as the people of the gande gandelets, and the people of the submerged gande gande porch will not be false, but these people who do not know whether they are enemies or friends, I dare not rush to do it.

Lao Lu smiled slightly and said to the seedlings, "You stop, we are travelers from far away, not bad people."

My heart is dark, old land this is what kind of fuss hit it, these people obviously seem to be Miao people, and the more this goes down, it is estimated that the longer the time to enter, the first floor of the town is the Ming Dynasty people in the Ming Dynasty, the second floor is already the Song Dynasty, although this water belongs to the second floor, but it should not be lower than the Song Dynasty.

If you speak Mandarin to these former Sung Hmong people, can they understand it?

When I thought so, I suddenly heard these people stop, and came out for the first person with a colorful belt around his waist, and said in the same word in ordinary language: "Since you will use our divine language, then it is certainly not a bad person, you are not coming from heaven to the kingdom?"

What’s going on, I can’t stop there.

It's different from what I thought.

The people here call the common language the divine language, and determine that we came from heaven to the kingdom.

Old Lu smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Can't the three layers of the earth's eyes see through other people's thoughts?"

I suddenly understood that it seemed that my eyes were not skilled enough, mainly because they did not have such a strong consciousness to use it.

Lao Lu saw through the thoughts of others with three layers of ground eyes, so he would say such a round Mandarin.

It seems that in the future, I will also use three layers of ground eyes to feed the enemy, at least not wrong.

Lao Lu nodded, "Yes, we are from heaven to the country, I don't know where this is, what everyone calls it."

The man with the colorful belt said, "My name is Li Jianguo, here is called Oriental Red."

I can't help but listen, Li Jianguo, Oriental Red, where is this?

Lao Lu nodded his head: "Hello, Comrade Jianguo."

Speaking of holding out his hand, Li Jianguo heard two words from comrades, suddenly burst into tears, a flattered look, and grabbed Lao Lu's hand and shook it.

Li Jianguo, who had finished shaking hands with Lao Lu, shook hands with me again, and then very solemnly invited us to the stockade, oh no, in the red village of the East.

Into the Oriental Red Village, I saw a particularly beautiful girl and a little doll full of fairy silver makeup came out to visit me and Lao Lu.

Li Jianguo waved his hand and said, "Don't look at it, go home, don't let the gods who come from heaven make it uncomfortable."

God's hand?How did we become God’s?

Lao Lu was still a kind of indifferent appearance, and said to Li Jianguo: "It's okay, in this place, I am still very touched, and I feel very satisfied when I see my hometown people."

Li Jianguo nodded: “I don’t know what the two gods call comrades?”

The old man gave our name.

As soon as I heard that my name was also Li, Li Jianguo's eyes suddenly lit up, and came over and shook my hand again and said, "I can't imagine that you even have the same surname as me, this is a national name."

The color of respect in his eyes was even stronger than the respect for the old land.

I am a bit confused.

As Li Jianguo came to the lobby under the obelisk, he saw a red in the lobby, a variety of propaganda slogans written in simplified words, these revolutionary slogans were left in the 1950s and 1960s, and in the middle of the lobby, there was a portrait of Chairman Mao, on the edge of Chairman Mao's portrait, and a portrait of a middle-age man was hung.

I think this middle-age man looks like Li Jianguo, and I understand what Li Jianguo said and what he means, and it is estimated that this middle-age man is Li Jianguo's relative.

After Li Jianguo led us into the lobby, he bowed respectfully to the portrait of Chairman Mao and the portrait of the middle-age man.

I also saluted the portrait with the old man.

Li Jianguo saw us like this, full of good looks, and said to us, "Wait a minute, I will go to His Majesty the King."

After a while, a middle-life man dressed in a mountain dress and wearing a nine-colored belt came out, and this middle-of-the-life was the one on the portrait.

Is this the king here?I wondered, shouldn't the imaginary king be wearing a yellow robe and a crown on his head?The king in the middle of the mountain dress is also a little too shabby.

He walked up to us a few steps and held out his hand to shake hands with us.

Look at that kind of excitement, there is a feeling of being known in his hometown.

Holding hands for a long time, he released our hand and turned back to Li Jianguo and said, "Building a nation, take the national instrument out to the two guests to pay the national gift."

Looking at his so solemn appearance, I know that this national device must be priceless.

In particular, the two words of the national ceremony, he said particularly solemn and sacred, thinking that this time it was really right, to see that they had such respect for us, it seems that this time the search for sand sea and wood whales should be easily completed.