And almost at the same time, Jun Wenxin and Xiaobai appeared in front of Matou Mountain with Xiaoxiao. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at this high mountain shaped like a horse's head, Xiao Bai smiled and said: "Legend has it that there is a deep hole on this mountain, and there is a dog god believed by the Miao people living in the hole, and there is a narrow mountain road at the foot of this mountain, which only allows one person to walk. ”

Jun Wenxin glanced at the high mountain in front of him indifferently, didn't say a word, and walked forward silently.

Xiao Bai stood behind, looking at his back, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, turned his head and patted Xiao Xiao who was lying on his shoulder, and smiled: "Then let's go." ”

Xiaoxiao screamed twice, grinned, suddenly jumped off her shoulder, ran forward in three steps and two steps, swished up Jun Wenxin's shoulder, lay down, turned around and waved his paw at Xiaobai.

Xiaobai shook his head slightly and chuckled, and followed.

Walking into the narrow mountain road, twisting and turning, on the hard stone walls on both sides, there are abrupt rocks piercing out from time to time, if you are not careful, you are afraid that you will hit your head.

Looking around the stone wall, there are still water droplets dripping in many places, and most of them converge into a small pool.

Up and down the stone walls, in the dark places, there are also a lot of green stone moss, so that the air is filled with a slightly moist and cold smell.

Jun Wenxin and Xiaobai twisted and turned, and finally turned out of this mountain road that I don't know how many years and years have passed, and saw the light of day again.

On this day, the sun was rising, and it was quite sunny from the hazy weather of the previous days.

As soon as they came out of the gloomy mountain road, under the sun, Jun Wenxin and Xiaobai couldn't help but squint their eyes, feeling the light from the sky, as if it still had a beautiful halo of halo, shining on their bodies.

After a while, when the eyes got used to it, the sound of the bustling in the distance gradually arrived.

The two of them looked forward, only to see that in front of them was cheerful, and in this area surrounded by mountains, there was a fertile, flat and open land, which appeared in front of them.

Houses with a strong Miao flavor rise from the ground, or built on the mountain, or closely connected.

There is also a small clear stream that originates deep in the mountains in front of us, and meanders through this paradise-like land.

Many Miao houses are built on both sides of the stream.

And above the water, from a distance, the Miao people built three bridges, all of them are different, one is a wooden bridge, the most simple, two giant trees tied together, lying on both banks, even if it is a bridge.

As for the other two, they are both stone bridges, but they are also more flavorful.

A large stone is built, rough and solid, swinging on the stream with a low water surface, and then using a heavy stone slab to build up, it is a bridge, which is a simple and practical way to build a bridge here in southern Xinjiang.

But the last stone bridge, which was made of small stones, and there were no piers, it was an arch bridge, and every stone was closely connected, passing through the air and flying over the stream, which seemed to be completely the flavor of the bridge of the Middle Earth, and it was strange that it would appear here.

Jun Wenxin saw these in his eyes, and his heart moved, but he didn't show it on his face.

He and Xiaobai continued to walk forward, and the crowd grew larger and more lively.

Most of the surroundings are Miao native language, and Jun Wenxin only feels like a word in his ears, and he can't understand a word for a long time.

Xiaobai walked beside him, looking around, and many of the Miao people he met around looked at them, because they saw that they were fresh faces, so they looked at them a few more times, but there was no special hostility.

After walking a few steps, she whispered to Jun and asked, "It seems that Southern Xinjiang has been much more peaceful here over the years. ”

Jun was stunned and puzzled, and said, "What's wrong?"

Xiaobai said: "When I came here, ordinary Miao people saw outsiders, all of them were like facing a great enemy, and their eyes were even more vigilant and vigilant, at that time, the five clans fought fiercely and cruelly, and the clans fought from time to time. ”

Jun Wenxin nodded slightly, and looked at it, at this moment they were already walking among the Miao people, this avenue was on the side of the stream, on one side were many houses closely connected by the Miao people, on the other side was the clear river, and there were many green trees on the bank.

At a glance, the Miao houses are mostly built of wood, the style is completely different from the style of the Middle Earth, boxy, unpretentious, and the main entrance of the corner and the edge of the wall are hung with hideous animal bones, the more ferocious beasts are more common, think that this is mostly the Miao customs, in order to show the bravery of the owner of the house.

There are Miao people on both sides of the road to set up stalls to sell, but the things sold are mostly beast skins and raw meat, and after walking a few steps, I saw one or two stalls selling small jewelry and jade and other playthings.

Xiaobai smiled: "The furs here are all high-quality goods, and the price is very cheap, if you want, buy a few pieces here, it is very cost-effective." ”

The corners of Jun Wenxin's mouth twitched, but he didn't say a word, and walked straight forward.

Slowly walk to the side of the riverbank, look down, only to see that the river water is extremely clear, standing on the river bank can also see the rocks under the surface of the stream, and there are countless big and small fish swimming and frolicking in the water.

In the distance, there seemed to be a bird passing by, fluttering its wings and falling above the water, looking around a few times, and then happily folding its wings and swimming gently on the water.

All things in heaven and earth, in this place, are surprisingly harmonious.

Xiaobai walked over slowly, and at some point ran to her shoulder again and poked his head out curiously and looked down at the stream.

"What now?" Jun said lightly.

Xiao Bai pondered for a moment and said, "How can I say that three hundred years have passed, and if the person back then hadn't practiced like ours, most of them would have died, so let's find out where that person was first." ”

Jun Wenxin nodded silently and said, "Where is he?"

Xiao Bai smiled slightly, pointed forward with his hand, and said, "There." ”

Jun Wenxin looked up, and suddenly he was stunned, only to see the place where Xiaobai's finger was, but in the depths of the Miao people's settlement, a stone platform building built on the mountainside, far higher than the ordinary Miao houses.

Jun Wenxin frowned and said in a low voice, "Altar." ”

Xiaobai smiled and said, "Not bad." ”

Jun Wenxin was silent, but he felt a little troublesome in his heart, not because of anything else, but because the altar was in the southern Xinjiang area, which had a special significance.

He had been to Southern Xinjiang many times in previous years, although he had not paid serious attention to the customs of Southern Xinjiang because he was full of worries and was bent on finding the mysterious Black Witch Clan, but he still knew some basic things.

In the border areas of southern Xinjiang, the five ethnic groups of Zhuang, Miao, Tu, Li and Gaoshan are divided into land, or because of different tribes, they also believe in different gods and religions, but among the various ethnic groups, there are places dedicated to sacrificing the ancestors of the gods, that is, altars.

In the eyes of most of the tribal people, most of the time, the words of the sorcerer in the altar are actually no different from the words of the great and mysterious gods.

In the past, when the five clans were at their most fierce, every time there was a war, they had to ask the sorcerer in the altar to explain the situation to the gods, and get the permission of the gods, that is, the great sorcerer himself, so that the tribal patriarch could start a new war.

From this, it can be seen what kind of status the altar and the wizards inside have here in southern Xinjiang!

And these wizards, as far as he knew, rarely met outsiders.

Jun Wenxin was silent for a moment, then turned his head to Xiao Bai and said, "That is the altar of the Miao people, the person you are talking about, is it..."

Xiao Bai smiled faintly and said: "Yes, three hundred years ago, what I saw here was that the great wizard of the Miao clan used the Great Law of Soul Resurrection to save a Miao person who had taken away the soul and three spirits of the mountain spirit. ”

The great wizard of the Miao people...

The corners of Jun Wenxin's mouth twitched again, if the wizard in the altar has a high status among the southern Xinjiang tribes, then as the great wizard with the strongest mana and the highest status among the wizards, and who personally conveys the will of the gods every time, he is simply a god in the eyes of ordinary clansmen.

If anyone dared to offend the Great Wizard, Jun Wenxin had no doubt that all the Miao people in the land in front of him, and even all the Miao people in the entire southern Xinjiang, would rush over and fight with him.

Xiao Bai looked at Jun with interest and smiled, "What, what should we do now?"

Jun Wenxin glanced at her, only to see the rising sun falling on her face, as if refracted with a touch of warmth.

Without saying a word, he turned around and walked slowly towards the altar halfway up the mountain.

Xiaobai smiled and followed.