The shuttle bus left Spring City.

The places we passed through in the morning were still full of life and harmonious scenery outside the car window.

But when the shuttle bus drove into the afternoon, the cultural landscape along the way no longer had the same pleasant feeling as before.

At this time, the shuttle bus was already traveling on the mountain roads in the rugged area.

The buses stop and go all the way, loading and unloading passengers and loading and unloading goods.

Logically speaking,

This kind of long-distance shuttle bus usually does not pick up short-distance passengers on the way. But this bus is obviously different: as long as someone waves, the shuttle bus will stop at the roadside without hesitation.

Drivers and conductors will even get out of the car to help.

Let those who want a ride board.

It just stopped at the drop of a hat.

What's especially surprising is that the driver and conductor, how could they be so enthusiastic and go down to help?

According to market conditions,

Drivers are all aloof and indifferent to passengers!

As for the conductors, most of them are women with loud voices and bad tempers.

They often yell at passengers.

Why did the driver and conductor actually change their tempers when they got here?

"They don't dare to yell at passengers...well, except for outsiders like you."

Namu explained: “The people in the village near the highway have bad tempers...

Didn’t you see? They all have long knives in 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 get angry with others."

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

Always making the women around you fearful for you is not a long-term solution.

Not only to give her a sense of security, but also to at least make Zhang Xiaoli feel at ease.

"You, get up and give up your seat."

The female conductor on the shuttle looked young, probably in her early 20s.

The female conductor is dark-skinned, not tall, and has a dark face.

He yelled at Zhang Xiaoli, "A compatriot from the Shui tribe is coming to take the bus now. Please get up and give him your seat."

Before Zhang Xiaoli could react.

Namu on the side pouted and said, "Ignore him."

The female conductor glanced at Namu: "I'm talking about her. Someone from the mainland gave up her seat. You girl, why are you messing around?"

Namu took out the dagger she carried from her waist and scratched her fingernails carelessly.

While whispering, "He's a great sailor. Why should we, guests of the x clan, give up our seats to him? Didn't we buy tickets or something?"

When the conductor heard this, he looked at Namu and then Luo Xuan with a little fear.

Maybe she was worried about Namu's background and the sword in her hand.

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

The female conductor hesitated for a moment, then turned to face the short, dark-skinned man standing in the aisle who had just gotten on the bus.

He mumbled a few words in dialect.

Then a hint of shyness appeared on the man's face, and he nodded with a simple smile.

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

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

You might encounter nails, big rocks, or even downed trees on the road."

"Just now, she saw that you seemed to be from the mainland. So, in order to please the sailor, the conductor asked you to get up and give up your seat to him."

Namu snorted coldly, "It's a shame to leave your hometown. That man in the car, his village is also far away from here.

If you are very close, you don’t need to yell at the conductor. Maybe he will rush over directly and ask someone to make room for him..."

After Luo Xuan heard this, he suddenly realized!

The composition of the people living in this place is very complex.

In the past, large-scale armed fights and violent conflicts often occurred between different villages and different soldiers.

Fighting with native guns and cannons is very common.

The antagonistic emotions that have lasted for thousands of years make these people like to carry a knife in their waist when they go out.

First, it was for self-defense.

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

The mountains here are densely forested and there are many ravines.

All kinds of wild beasts and venomous snakes are in and out. If you don't carry a weapon on hand, you can't even go out.

Plus,

The main job of the men in this area is to go hunting in the mountains.

Therefore, carrying a firecracker on the shoulder and a sharp dagger on the waist has become the standard equipment of these mountain people.

No wonder just now,

Passengers who were boarding the train on the way, each had a sword on their waist and a short fire blunderbuss on their back.

Without exception.

There is a fierce look on every face, as if they are ready to fight with others anytime and anywhere...

So tough!

Luo Xuan estimated that in this area, don't start a fight over a disagreement. Even a wrong look would probably lead to a group fight...

It's a new era now.

Thanks to the effective mediation efforts of the local commune, there are no longer many conflicts between different villages.

But it does not mean that

Their thousands of years of inertial thinking and work habits have been completely reversed.

Deep-rooted antagonism can only slowly dissipate.

It is impossible to completely change it overnight.

Fortunately, on this trip, Namu, who had returned home, was with me.

Otherwise, if Luo Xuan really can't protect himself, will he conflict with others?

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

Just give up your seat.

Just stand in the aisle and you'll be gone, no big deal.

But earlier, if it weren't for Namu, the conductor would have been kicked out.

Luo Xuan would definitely not spare the conductor lightly: Dare you bully Zhang Xiaoli? He doubts that he can beat up the female conductor!

The knife in someone else's waist can scratch someone.

Is it possible that I can't beat her with my fists?

Isn't that the man with a short blazing gun on his back?

Luo Xuan definitely has that confidence: if the opponent has the ability to pull out the gun with his backhand, even if he wins...

We don't intend to cause trouble.

But if something happens to you, how can you be afraid of it?

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

If I really had a conflict with a few of them, it would be fine if the other passengers didn't add insult to injury.

How could he take action to help other people who are not the same as him?

The shuttle bus just kept going, squeaking, squeaking, and moving forward.

During this period,

The shuttle bus was halfway down the road, and the "Traveler's Home" stopped to let the driver and passengers eat and rest several times.

It lasted two full days and two nights.
To be continued...