After Xiaoliu walked in the jungle for almost twenty days, she arrived at the place where her great-grandmother's Gayi tribe lived, looking at an inconspicuous small valley in the 100,000 mountains, if there were no locals to bring it, it would be really difficult to find. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No wonder this tribe is so mysterious, they have been living in this mountain, and no one can find it.

The houses here are all made of wood and stone, and there are no bricks or tiles in sight. However, the scenery is good, and there is a high wall made of logs around the small valley.

It's really good to choose a place, easy to defend and easy to attack, and it won't let people who accidentally enter notice this place, which is really amazing.

After entering the village, Xiaoliu was taken to the largest wooden village and followed the woman upstairs.

The houses here are not built directly on the ground, but are supported by many large wooden pillars, and the downstairs is empty, but it is not like the stilted buildings of the modern ethnic minorities. Although there are more than a dozen logs supporting it, the log rooms are made of stones like half a room.

I think this is a half-yang basement, half on the ground and half underground, a bit like the garlic cellar made by her family.

After entering the door, Xiao Liu saw an elderly woman sitting on the main seat looking at her. Her left and right hands will be flanked by men and women of all colors, old and young, old and female.

Xiao Liu entered the room and didn't speak, just stood and looked at the people on top.

"Are you Zhao Wan'er?"

Hey! The people spoke words she understood. However, Xiao Liu thought that if she didn't understand, her great-grandfather and great-grandmother wouldn't come together.

It's still to blame the two people before, they didn't speak, she thought she could just understand what she said, and the two of them couldn't speak Jinguo dialect well. Although this person speaks with an accent, a bit like a foreigner speaking Huaxia, she can understand it.

"Yes."

People have asked you to catch her from Jinyang, and they asked what the name was, and she said that they would not let her go? It's obviously impossible, so Xiaoliu is very happy to admit it.

"Alright, let's all disperse, you come with me." As he spoke, the old man stood up from his seat.

When the others heard that their patriarch had dispersed them, they all crossed their hands and folded their chests and bent out.

Xiao Liu knew who the old man was talking about, so he followed without being urged by others.

Walking through the side door and a long aisle, Xiao Liu followed the old man before he walked to a room and stopped.

"Holy King, someone has brought it."

Xiao Liu always thought that the old man was the person with the highest power in this Gay clan, but it turned out that he was not, watching her do the same actions as the previous people, Xiao Liu knew that the one in the room was higher than this person.

At this time, a very beautiful woman came out of the house, and first bowed to the old man outside.

Then he got up and walked to Xiao Liu, and then said, "Miss Zhao, please come with me." ”

This woman's voice sounded more like her Jinguo people than the old man's voice, without a single accent, and her appearance did not change much from the Jinguo people, unlike the people she saw before, who had deep facial features and a Central Plains face.

When the old man saw the woman say this, he bowed to the people in the room again and then withdrew.

Xiaoliu also thought that he could see people after entering the house, but he didn't expect that there was a long aisle inside, the aisle was wide and deep, and every few meters on both sides stood a pair of women with red flowers and colorful clothes, and I saw that they walked a few meters, and the woman standing opposite saluted them.

Along the way, Xiaoliu was given a lot of this ceremony.

Originally, she thought that these mysterious groups would have some incomprehensible paintings and characters painted in the room, but she didn't expect that except for the more than ten women in this corridor, there was no pattern at all, and it was very clean.

"Miss Zhao, the slave girl can only take you here, and the Holy King said that she only saw you." As he spoke, he made a Jinyang salute to Xiao Liu, and then retreated.

Looking at the first few gauzes, Xiao Liu had no choice but to bite the bullet and open them one by one and walk inside.

This house is really big, and she has walked from the front yard of her house to the position of the bamboo forest from the door to now.

As a result, she hadn't reached the location of the Holy King for such a long distance.

Xiao Liu thought to herself as she walked inside, this is a little scary to watch at night, looking at these large pieces of colored yarn hanging on both sides of the roof, she really wants to pull these colored yarns down, it is too obstructive.

What Xiao Liuhe didn't expect was that when she walked through the six colored yarns, another door appeared on the opposite side, and there were two women wearing ribbons on their heads and dressed in red standing outside the door.

When the two women saw Xiaoliu coming, they saluted her, and one pushed open a door and let her in.

Xiaoliu is no matter how frightened she is, she can't back down, after all, she is on someone else's territory, she just thinks, and others will not agree.

Xiao Liu thought that when she entered, she would see a person sitting high on the main seat, looking at her condescendingly.

But when she entered, she saw another woman saluting her and taking her to another room.

When he first saw the person lying on the bed, Xiao Liu was a little dumbfounded.

Isn't this holy king too young, and he is still a child, looking at her no more than ten years old.

"Mother, you step back first, I want to have a conversation with Miss Zhao."

The flower-like woman saluted the woman on the bed, and then bowed to Xiao Liu, and then retreated.

When Xiao Liu heard the little girl call that woman her mother, she thought that the mother here was the same as Jinguo's mother, but when she saw the woman saluting the holy king, she was not sure what this mother meant.

After waiting for a while, the little girl seemed to have seen enough of Xiao Liu, so she smiled at Xiao Liu, "Sister, sit down." As he spoke, he pointed to the side of her bed.

Xiaoliu knew what she meant, and wanted her to sit closer to her, people didn't mind her sitting on the bed, what else could she say, just sit down, she could still be afraid that a child would not succeed.

"Sister, do you remember me?"

The little girl looked at Xiao Liu's face with a familiar face, as if they had known each other for a long time, but Xiao Liu really hadn't seen this little girl once, let alone remembered her.

"How do you know my name is Zhao Wan'er?"

"I went to look for you, but I came back halfway through." He coughed as he spoke.

Xiao Liu knew what she meant by looking at her appearance, if she was a healthy person, she wouldn't lie in bed with a sick face.

"Are you sick?" knew it was nonsense, but Xiao Liu still asked.

"I've been sick for a long time, sister, can you save me?" After speaking, she looked at Xiao Liu with a longing expression, as if her life could only be saved by Xiao Liu.

"Me? I don't know how to heal! ”

I knew that it was better to go to the miracle doctor who called himself Ge Ge, how could she save people, she didn't know anything about medical skills.