Chapter 301: Divine Messenger

The Yi people, known as the Southwest Yi in the Han Dynasty. After the founding www.biquge.info of the People's Republic of China, in order to facilitate the name, it was uniformly called the Yi nationality. As the sixth largest ethnic minority in China, the Yi people are mainly concentrated in the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau in the southwest. There are also a few in the province, and according to modern research, the existing ancient Yi script is extremely similar to the text of Sanxingdui culture, so some scholars believe that the Yi people are the descendants of the founder of Sanxingdui culture.

Due to the deep mountains, the Yi people naturally built a village to live. By the time we arrived at the cottage, it was already dark. The man in charge of the night watchman at the gate shouted, "Who are you?" ”

I looked at Shizu, who nodded and said, "Well, I'm a friend of High Priest Harila. ”

"High Priest of Hallila?" The doorman wondered, "High Priest Harila was gone twenty years ago. ”

The master was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Then is the current high priest the son of the high priest of Harila?" Hamula? ”

"Yes." The doorman asked, "Who are you?" Our cottage has a rule that you are not allowed to enter after dark. ”

Shizu thought for a while and said, "Please inform the High Priest, my name is Zhang Daoqing, and the High Priest of Hamula will meet me." ”

Obviously, this is not what it used to be, and the Yi people are not so hostile to outsiders. Seeing that the master said yes, the doorman said, "Wait a minute. ”

"Master," I said curiously, "The old friend you are looking for is their high priest?" ”

Shi Zu shook his head and said, "No. ”

Five minutes later, the gate slowly opened. The doorman who asked us just now said respectfully, "My name is Hongdu." The High Priest knows that you are coming and wants to see you. ”

Shi Zu nodded and did not speak.

When they came to a stilted building, a middle-aged man in a black robe was waiting early. After seeing the ancestor, he stepped forward and bowed, "Hello Tianshi Zhang." I can't imagine I'll see you again in my lifetime. ”

Shi Zu nodded and said, "Well, I'm here this time to see off my old friend." ”

As soon as Hamula heard the words of the ancestor, his face changed, and then he nodded and said, "Master Zhang, please come to my room to speak." Then he said to Hong Du: "Hong Du, you stay here, don't let anyone in." ”

Hong Du nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, High Priest." ”

As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a faint smell of herbs. It is not surprising that many of the high priests or great shamans of ethnic minorities were also well-versed in the art of medicine. It's just that the herb smell is familiar to me. It always feels like asking somewhere. The next moment, I suddenly realized, is this the taste of the black water that the old man put in the dingli at the beginning? The next moment, I saw a black object in a prominent position. There is actually a piece of Medicine King Ink in this house?

I looked at Shizu with a puzzled expression. Shizu smiled: "This medicine Wang Mo is good, and it can repel mosquitoes when placed in the house." It also keeps the room dry. ”

Hamula invited us to sit down. Then he looked at me and asked, "Young man, do you also recognize Medicine King Mo?" ”

I smiled and said, "I not only recognize it, but I have eaten it." ”

"Oh?" Hamula looked at me curiously, and then said, "This medicine king Mo is extraordinary, if it is illegal, ordinary people will not be able to eat it." Zhang Tianshi is really a great supernatural power. ”

"It's not my credit." The ancestor said: "My disciple is just a few chances. After saying that, the master looked at me and motioned for me to give Hamula everything he had brought.

Hamula said politely: "Zhang Tianshi is polite, now it's different from before, we will send people out to buy some daily necessities once every six months." This is what my father told me before he died. We Yi people can't keep ourselves trapped in the mountains. ”

Shi Zu nodded and said, "Well, it's been so long, and your mission is almost over. It should also be associated with increased contact with the outside world. ”

"Zhang Tianshi" Hamula said: "Since half a year ago, the situation of the divine envoy has not been very good. At that time, the oracle began to say that you would definitely come to see him off. ”

"Really?" Shizu said, "I know, this is what I came for this time. And, of course, find something by the way. These are the things you should have. After speaking, Shi Zu took out a folded piece of paper from his arms. Hand it to Hamula.

Hamula took the paper and said, "What Tianshi Zhang needs, as long as we have it, we will definitely provide it for you." Your kindness to our village will never be forgotten. When Hamula opened it, his face changed greatly, and he looked at his ancestor in disbelief and asked, "Master Zhang, who are you?" ”

Shizu said, "What? Didn't you just say that as long as I want, you will give it? ”

Hamula was visibly agitated and took a few deep breaths. calmed down and said: "Master Zhang, this, I'm afraid God will make him agree." I can't call the shots. ”

Shi Zu affirmed: "He will definitely agree, it's just that you don't agree." ”

"Zhang Tianshi" Hamula said: "For thousands of years, our people have been guarding the divine envoys, and you must know the meaning of the divine envoys to us. You make such a request, and I... If you agree, how can you explain to your clansmen? ”

"Well," said the ancestor, "it's up to you." In fact, as long as you don't say it, who knows? It is a duty and a chain for you that he is alive. Isn't it better if it's gone? ”

Hamula shook his head and said, "Father is right, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would have completely disappeared into this mountain." All right. As long as the angel agrees, I have no opinion. ”

I was confused. I can't help but wonder, what is this oracle? It sounds like this Yi village has been guarding him for thousands of years? What will be able to live for thousands of years? I looked at Shizu, who obviously didn't mean to tell me.

"By the way, we're hungry. Prepare something for us to eat. By the way, I'm going to take a shower too. This old friend of mine is good at everything, but he has a habit of cleanliness. For his sake, I'll give him some face. Shizu said.

I just wanted my ancestor to speak so directly, but I didn't expect Hamula to be completely unconcerned. He just nodded and said, "Well, I've already ordered it to go down." Master Zhang, you have a good rest tonight, and I will take you to see the divine envoy tomorrow. ”

"No, it's us." Shizu corrected.

"What? Are you going to take him to the oracle? Hamula wondered.

"Well, that's what I'm here for." Shizu nodded and said, "Don't worry, he's dying, he won't mind." ”

Hamula smiled bitterly and nodded, "Okay, according to your orders." ”

In the evening, when Shizu came out of the bath, I was stunned. Shizu is too white, right? Moreover, the skin does not look as wrinkled as usual. At this time, it seemed that the master was only sixty years old at most.

Seeing me, the master smiled in surprise and said, "There's no way, I'm a master, I can't look younger than the eldest and second, right?" It's just a pity that I'm old mud. When I get back, I'll have to erase it back. Sleep, I'll have to walk a little more tomorrow, my old friend probably already knows I'm coming, and if I'm late, he'll lose his temper. (To be continued.) )