Shen Nishang smiled mildly and continued, "...... My companion found a salt pond in Tianzhu Mountain, and it should be no problem for your original clan to raise snow cattle, the only problem should be this wheat. It is for this reason that the two patriarchs of Wangdui led the branch to migrate here, and the fertile land in the Maquan River basin is the most suitable area for planting. Although the location here is not as private and safe as compared to Tianzhu Mountain, it is still worth taking in terms of the necessities of life of the people of the same clan. ”

Shen Nisheng's words are all in Middle-earth.

Ling Fei and Er Ya both understood, Ling Fei looked sideways at Shen Nisheng, and Elder Gyatso stared at Ling Fei as if warning, his old face was a little calm.

Wangdui was on crutches, his eyelids drooping, and he didn't say a word.

Luo Cai looked at this and that, his eyes turned straight up, and Wangdui's expression couldn't see much depth, but Elder Gatso's expression undoubtedly proved what Shen Nishang said, even if there were no ten, at least eight points.

Luo Cai hooked the corners of his lips, revealing a bit of proud color.

"The second patriarch of Wangdui, my girl can tell me whether she is right, there are no outsiders here, but I give a sentence. Luo Cai smiled and said with a side smile.

No outsiders?

Elder Gatso choked angrily, glared at Luo Cai angrily, and the words "What do you mean that there are no outsiders, you are all outsiders" written all over his face.

Luo Cai has always been thick-skinned, pretending not to see Elder Gatso's expression, and only looked at the old man in Wangdui opposite with a smile, feeling extremely proud.

I didn't understand it at first, but as soon as Shen Nishang said this, the reason was all understood.

It's just that Luo Cai still doesn't understand why Shen Nishang wants to ask these idle things about the Snow Clan.

Even if the reason for the disagreement is found, it is clearly a dead knot.

The main branch of the Snow Clan is obviously a bit brainless, holding on to the clan land originally guided by the ancestors and the high priest and refusing to let go, preferring not to eat the strange barley rake to guard Tianzhu Mountain and refuse to leave half a step.

"The girl is right, my Snow Clan is divided by the cultivation of barley wheat. After a long time, Wangdui slowly raised his eyes, "Three hundred years ago, after the Great War of Middle-earth, the ancestor of my Snow Clan was guided by the ancestors in the Holy Lake with the technique of viewing the lake, and the ancestors guided us to a new clan land, and we came to Tianzhu Mountain, and sure enough, we found a clan land suitable for our Snow Clan's life. The holy lotus seeds, snow salt, and barley wheat are the grace given by the snow god to our people, so that our snow people can continue to inherit for thousands of years, so that our people can live a healthy life. But during those two hundred years, the clan land was affected by the wrath of the snow god from time to time, and even buried our fields in the snow for a few years, and the barley wheat grains of that year were not harvested. The absence of barley wheat will make the tribesmen not have enough to eat, and it will also make the tribesmen's health suffer badly. Later, some people proposed to find another place to migrate, but most of the tribe did not agree. Because this piece of land is the guidance of the ancestors, the Snow Clan has followed the guidance of the ancestors for thousands of years, and the people believe that only here can they get the blessing of the Snow God and the ancestors, once they turn their backs on the guidance of the ancestors, it will definitely bring the disaster of extinction to the Snow Clan. ”

Speaking of this, Wangdui smiled silently, without obvious expression, but for no reason, it made people feel a little inexplicably sad: "Two hundred years have passed, ninety-eight years ago, an unprecedented snow god's anger has affected the clan's land, nearly half of the clan's land has been destroyed, and our clansmen have suffered casualties for the first time because of the snow god's anger." The fields that could be planted were almost all filled in and crushed into a ball, and the original appearance was not visible. The clansmen split into two groups, and for the first time, the Snow Clan quarreled. Some of the people wanted to leave, but the high priest thought that the tribesmen's earlier idea of turning their backs on their ancestors had caused the wrath of the snow god and caused the tribe to suffer such a great calamity......"

Wangdui stopped, his eyes looking at the unknown depths of the cave for a long time.

Elder Gatso's eyes seemed to be red, and he lowered his head, his lips tightly pursed into a line.

"Then you broke down and left?" Luo Cai touched his chin, "No, that Snow God's wrath was ninety-eight years ago, and you left eighty years ago, but something happened in between?"

Wangdui didn't answer, turned around and left on crutches: "Guests, take care of yourself." ”

Elder Gatso glanced at a few people and followed.

Er Ya and Luo Cai glanced at each other, and the two chased to the entrance of the cave, only to see five unusually tall figures slowly descending the mountain.

"How did they go?" Luo Cai turned back strangely, "this is ...... You're not going to deal with us?"

Sai Gelang glanced at Luo Cai with faint disdain.

Everyone said that there are two days left before the New Year, and the New Year is as important to the border tribe as the people of Middle-earth, so they naturally want to take care of affairs among the Hui people.

"It's almost the New Year, and there should be something going on in their clan. Ling Fei also thought of it, and muttered and proposed, "Why don't we go back first?"

The group of five cleaned up and crossed the river back to the opposite bank.

As soon as the people on both sides converged, there was a lot of joy.

After a lively meal, Ouyang Zeming was also seven or eight floors better, and he could go down to the ground on crutches, and everyone entered the newly built wooden house and sat around the fire to talk.

The wooden house was newly built in the past few days, and it was much larger than the two hastily built houses earlier, and could accommodate just a dozen people.

Shen Nishang sat in front of the door, raised her eyes and looked out, the two little girls were boiling water and picking up things outside, Yuchun stood in the door and waited, and Zheng Yu did not follow up, and went back to the cabin alone with the sword.

"Don't worry, she's very interesting. Ouyang Zeming's injured leg was bandaged like a cicada chrysalis, and he couldn't bend it, after sitting down, he straightened the injured leg in a big way, Hua Xun on his side glanced at him with disgust, and made some room for him to come out, Ouyang Zeming smiled, and then asked in a low voice, "You didn't mention it when you ate, it seems that there is a harvest, but you see it?"

Luo Cai looked at Shen Nishang and Ling Fei, neither of them had the intention of speaking, so he opened his mouth and said Yiying.

Luo Cai's eloquence is excellent, and he likes to boast about himself when he speaks, and after hearing Ouyang Zeming and Yuchun's expressions of surprise and sighs, even Hua Xun showed a little surprise.

"What does this second patriarch mean?" Ouyang Zeming only wondered after hearing this, "They left you like this and left, and they didn't say that they would see each other or not? They didn't invite us to be guests or anything during the Chinese New Year, it's too boring! Listening to the meaning in that sentence, it was help, but the clues where this branch was located were not leaked at all, even if we knew why the two branches of them were separated, it would be of no use to us! This person couldn't find anything to say, did he help us or did he want us to help him?" How do I think this old man of the Snow Clan is calculating inside and out!"