In front of a cliff in the hinterland of Dawu Mountain, Wang Xi stood lightly in the wind, looking at the small village at the foot of the mountain, and smiling silently. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sunset hangs on the top of the mountain, the sunset shrouds the sky, and in the curling smoke, the small mountain village in the distance looks particularly quiet and beautiful. All this in front of me, like a paradise, is quietly hidden in the depths of the mountains, attracting people's yearning.

"Miss, let's go quickly." Seeing that the mountain diagonally opposite had blocked most of the smiling faces of the sunset, Thirteen Niang couldn't help but urge.

If you don't go down the mountain again, before dark, I am afraid that I and the others will not be able to catch up with the small village at the foot of the mountain.

There is an old saying in this mountain: when you see a house, you cry when you walk. Don't look at this small mountain village not far from the foot of the mountain, but if you really want to walk there, you will have to walk for at least an hour.

"Hmm." Wang Ji nodded lightly, ready to turn around and walk down the mountain. After walking the mountain road for half a month, she naturally knew that if she and the others did not speed up their pace, they would have to stay overnight in the mountains and forests in the wilderness tonight.

"Miss." Wang Ji was just about to take a step, but was stopped by Wu Jing beside him.

"In this small village below, there are people of the Wu Clan, should we avoid it?" Wu Jing knew that Miss's identity was special, and this time they returned to Shuzhong, they needed to be low-key and cautious and act in secret.

If the identity of the young lady is discovered before returning to the holy land, I am afraid that there will be a lot of unexpected troubles at that time. Wu Jing is not afraid of trouble, she is mainly worried that it will disrupt the young lady's arrangement.

"No, you don't." Wang Ji glanced at the people around him who were quite embarrassed, and shook his head. Everyone followed her in the mountains for many days, and they really needed to stop and rest for a few days.

"Aunt Jing, others shouldn't recognize me." Wang Ji gently held her arm and asked as she walked.

"Ordinary people won't, unless ......." Jing Gu shook her head, ordinary clansmen and priests would not be able to sense the power of Miss's bloodline, unless a high priest or elder appeared.

"That's good." Wang Jiqing nodded indifferently and quickened the pace of her steps.

If it was really in such a small mountain village that she chose at random, and her identity was discovered by the people of the Wu clan, it could only mean that this was God's arrangement, and she Wang Jiqing would admit it.

The group hurried and hurried, but it was still after it was dark that they arrived at this small village hidden deep in the mountains.

Wu Jing stopped the young guard who had come forward to knock on the door, and after entrusting the young lady who was already weak to Thirteen Niang, he took a few steps forward and walked to the gate of a family at the entrance of the village.

Through the light of the burning torches, everyone saw that Wu Jing seemed to be banging on the gate in a special order, up and down, left and right.

"Who?" A moment later, the door was opened from within, revealing the face of an emaciated old man.

"Who are you?" The old man who opened the door looked puzzled and opened the crowd outside the door, surprised in his heart.

The knock on the door just now was clearly a common contact technique in his Wu clan, he thought it was the clansmen who came, so he opened the door happily, where did he think of the visitors outside the door, it was clearly a Central Plains dress.

"Brother, we are from a family who went to Jinguan City to visit relatives." Wu Jing made a strange gesture to the old man and continued. "This mountain is deep and dense, and I have been away from home for many years, so I lost my way and wanted to spend some time in the village."

"You just knocked on the door?" The old man who opened the door looked at Wu Jing's gesture, his eyes shrunk, and he was very suspicious.

The way he knocked on the door was correct, and the gestures he made were clearly made by people from the hinterland of the clan, but this accent did not quite resemble that of people in the clan.

"yes." Wu Jing knew that it had been forty years since she left Shuzhong, and her hometown accent had changed early.

She was afraid that the other party would not believe it, so she secretly detained a force of mountains and forests, and used the technique of wishing for only people of the Wu clan.

"Come with me." The old man felt the pure power of the witch spirit, so he let down his guard, turned around and closed the door of his house, and led a group of people towards the village.

By the light of the fire, Wang Ji looked at the situation in the village, and naturally remembered the words and sentences in Tao Yuanming's "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring" in his previous life.

The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields and beautiful ponds and mulberry bamboos. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other.

A quarter of an hour later, when Wang Jiqing and his party followed the old man at the entrance of the village to the ancestral hall in the village, they saw the priest of the Wu clan and a group of male and female villagers of different ages who had received the news from sometime and place.

"My lord, it's a wanderer returning home." The old man who led them into the village bowed respectfully to the priest of the Wu tribe in a black dress, and then silently retreated into the crowd behind him.

My lord? Wang Xi pretended to be curious and glanced at the young witch priest in front of him. It turns out that the ordinary people of the Wu clan call the priests adults.

"What tribe are you from?" The young priest, who had just become a priest and had only been in this small mountain village for less than half a year, asked questions with a cautious face. This is the first time he has encountered outsiders since he arrived here, so he is naturally extremely careful.

All the clansmen of the Wu tribe know that in the hinterland of the Wu tribe, there are nine villages and eighteen tribes, which are guarded outside the holy land in a net. The person who came claimed to be a wanderer who went out, and he was proficient in the art of wishing for you, so he must be a person who came out of the hinterland.

"Oishi Village." Wu Jing looked calm, but did not salute the young priest in front of her.

"Oishi Village?" When the young priest heard this, he stood up in astonishment.

This Dashi Village is not among the nine villages and eighteen tribes of the Wu Clan, but only the minority ethnic groups in the hinterland of the Wu Clan know that if they want to truly enter the Holy Land, they must first enter the Dashi Village, and then they can climb Daba Mountain and enter the Holy Land.

"Are you really from Oishi Village?" The young priest couldn't help but use honorifics.

As far as he knew, the clansmen in Dashi Village had won the trust of the elders of the clan, and each of them had extraordinary skills. And his own master is also the high priest from Dashi Village.

"Yes." Wu Jing just nodded and bowed slightly. Wu Jing, who has been selected as a witch servant since she was a child, naturally has her own pride. Even if she hid her identity at this time, she still treated the young witch priest in front of her as an equal.

She was able to grovel to Wang Ji with a pious face, and that was because she knew that she was the bloodline heir of the Great Witch and the heaven of their witch clan. But she naturally wouldn't be so humble to other clansmen.

"Lord Priest, we want to spend some time here, I wonder if we can?"

"Naturally." The young priest nodded, his heart was overjoyed, if he had the guidance of this senior of the Great Stone Village, his witchcraft would definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and maybe one day in the future, he would have the opportunity to return to the hinterland of the clan and have the hope of ascending to the Holy Land.

Thinking of this, the young priest stepped aside sideways, pointed to the courtyard behind him, and said slowly.

"It's getting late, and if we arrange it now, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient. Please stay in this courtyard with me for the time being. ”

"Thank you, Priest." Wu Jing nodded in greeting, turned around and walked to the master's side.

Wang Ji, who had been watching coldly, watched Wu Jing walk back, but did not speak, but nodded, and Wu Jing helped her, and walked into the small courtyard in front of her in the surprised eyes of all the villagers. (To be continued.) )