Gu Sibi patted Feng Hongqi on the shoulder and said, "Your concerns are old and you know, what I want is that even if we move away, we must let Minke Sulun and them take a look, our Ori clan has produced a cultivator's son-in-law, while Ze'er is here, you might as well make the wedding more lively, if you don't move away quietly, maybe others will get an inch, what do you say?"

"Yes, it's still the patriarch who thinks it through. Feng Hongqi finally showed a relieved look on his face.

Gu Sibi stroked his beard and said: "You better go and untie Xie Zilin, I see that his heart is difficult to open, and I am afraid that he will do something stupid tomorrow!"

Feng Hongqi hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll go and tell him, if he really loves Qi'er, he should bless her!"

This night is destined to be an unquiet night, some people are happy, and some people are lost.

Early the next morning, drums sounded by the river.

The tents of the Oriya people are planted with red flowers, some of these red flowers are picked temporarily, some are cut out of red paper, the most remarkable thing is that at the door of each tent, there is a strange symbol pasted, this symbol is like a square connected together, no one knows that this symbol is actually just a big red happy word.

The people of the Oriya tribe were all smeared with powder on their faces, and they all wore red and green, and they looked strange.

Ze'er didn't wear makeup, but he wore a brown and black animal skin dress, the people of the Otya tribe regard the animal skin as the most precious thing, and the groom naturally wants to wear it, Ze'er insisted on inserting a red flower on the beast skin hat, and then his whole person looked like an authentic Otya boy.

Someone set up a wooden platform by the river, although the wooden platform is simple, but sprinkled with petal colored paper, the most striking thing is that the screen in the center of the stage is pasted with a big happy word.

Ze'er is a little strange, how to get married by himself, but the people of the Oria tribe are painted with bells and whistles on their faces one by one, he doesn't know, this is the custom of the Oriya people, in order to bring out the dignity and beauty of the newcomer, everyone else is willing to be a foil, but the newcomer still has to wear makeup, but it will not be ugly and bizarre.

The band of the Otya tribe was beyond Ze'er's expectations, all of them were masters of playing, and they could shoot a cheerful rhythm by picking up a wooden basin in their hands, and there was a strong man with a naked upper body carrying something like a drum, and he was particularly energetic, and his face was painted with colorful stripes, and he didn't know who it was for a while.

The bustle by the river attracted some people passing by the surrounding villages to see the bustle, although there are not many mortal villages near Beishan, but there are still a few, because Beishan is a forbidden place, but it makes mortals feel safe.

I heard that the newly moved Erya people held a wedding, and there were people from several villages on the side who came to congratulate them, which made Ze'er a little unexpected, and what Feng Hongqi had been worried about didn't happen, the Minksurun tribe didn't appear, they didn't disturb the wedding, and they didn't send anyone to drive them away.

This wedding Ze'er was arranged according to his own imagination, and his own clothes were dressed according to the Oria wedding, but Feng Yaqi wore red makeup and a red hijab on her head.

The wedding was carried out to the sound of drums, and although it was not lively, it was also orderly.

Ze'er and Feng Yaqi worshipped heaven and earth, and suddenly someone shouted: "The patriarch of the Lisuo tribe and the patriarch of the Aru tribe led the clan to congratulate them!"

When those Oria people heard this, they were a little surprised, the Lisso and Aru are two local mortal tribes, they have lived here for many years, the Oria just came, they don't know much about them, and they haven't gone to say hello yet, but they didn't expect them to take the initiative to come to congratulate them.

Gu Sibi said: "Hongqi, let's go, let's go to meet the two patriarchs!" and instructed the other person: "Arrange seats, prepare more drinks and food, and treat guests well!"

Ze'er and Feng Yaqi sat on the wooden platform, Feng Yaqi covered her head, heard the cry below, and said, "Those guys from Minksuren are afraid that they will hear the news, and they don't dare to come to embarrass us!"

"Not necessarily. ”

Ze'er looked into the distance and said, "If they don't appear, I think they haven't come yet!"

I saw Gu Sibi and a group of people came to the wooden platform, there were seven or eight people in the line, they were dressed differently, except for two young people, they were all older men, the two young people looked a little arrogant, Ze'er felt that they were cultivators, but their cultivation was extremely low, probably not even the third level of the condensation period had passed, Gu Sibi arranged for them to sit down, and beckoned the clansmen to drink.

Ze'er swept his eyes from afar, and found that the two leaders of the group were old men fifty miles away, one of them had a black face like a charcoal pot, and the other had white hair like a white cloth mop, and they didn't know who was the patriarch of the Liso tribe and who was the patriarch of the Aru tribe, but their faces were a little tense, and they seemed to have their own thoughts.

"I think, these two people are not here to congratulate them, they are here to serve a shelf!"

Ze'er couldn't help but guess.

"What's the shelf?" Feng Yaqi asked, while lifting the red hijab, about to secretly search the audience, Ze'er held her hand down and said, "No, you can't remove the hijab now, and if you want to uncover it, I can only reveal it!"

Feng Yaqi snorted and said, "Can't I take a sneak peek?"

"No, no, it's my rule!" Ze'er whispered.

Gu Sibi talked to the two patriarchs who came to congratulate him, and the two of them seemed to be completely absent-minded.

"This groom of yours is a cultivator, what is his name, and which cultivation sect is he from?" the patriarch of the Lisuo clan was the old man with a black face, and he asked first.

Gu Sibi pointed to the stage and said: "The groom's name is Ouyang Jize, as for which sect, I, I haven't asked clearly." ”

The patriarch of the Aru tribe said jealously: "You Guya tribe are really blessed, you have found a big backer, how is his cultivation?" He spoke hoarsely, and his voice was a little ugly.

Gu Sibi didn't know whether his words were a compliment or a mockery, and he only said, "Yes, yes." He didn't know Ze'er's cultivation, but he thought in his heart that it shouldn't be high, if it was high, he would definitely enter the sect to cultivate, at least there should be a master to protect him, and he wouldn't be so alone.

In the countries of the Tianxing Continent, although cultivators and mortals are integrated, there are also differences, some areas of cultivators are not allowed to enter by mortals, and mortal areas, if there are cultivators who take a fancy to them, they will be driven away, so mortal settlements are generally places where there is no aura or where aura is thin.

The relationship between mortals and cultivators is complicated, when Wu Fei met Su Yunmiao, Su Yunmiao once said that there is a kind of circumcision, that is, there are cultivators in the family, in order to prevent the cultivators from forming enemies and relatives in the future, they must adopt a method to remove the spiritual fetters and cut off the memories of their families.

But there are also many places where the opposite is true, not only do not circumcision, but strengthen the maintenance of the soul in order to strengthen the existence and development of the mortal family.

A very small number of cultivators with net worth will prepare a spirit gathering stone for themselves, in case it falls into the hands of the enemy one day, they can also ensure that they will not spit out the secrets in their hearts when searching for souls.