Miao Jiang.

Jingqi was wearing the costume of a Miao Jiang person, and when he saw the crowd gathered in front of him, he almost didn't think about it. He followed the crowd towards the innermost part of the crowd, and it took him a long time to realize that the reason those people were gathered was simply because of an announcement.

He couldn't understand the Miao language, so he had to ask the man next to him for help, "Brother, what is that writing?" There are many illiterate people in Miao Jiang, and the man is not surprised, and he replied enthusiastically: "This non-sacrificial festival is about to start again, and it is all this year's arrangement." ”

After the man finished speaking, he sighed and patted the shoulder in the mirror, and said, "Those things are again this year, and this sacrificial festival is really getting more and more boring." ”

It has only been seven days since the mirror arrived in Miaojiang, and he has not found anything in these seven days. Hearing the man say this, he instantly came to his senses, "Why is it boring?" ”

After saying that it was impossible for him, as a Miaojiang person, not to know about this annual sacrificial festival, he explained remedially: "Hey, I just came from the countryside to make a living, and no one of us has seen this sacrificial festival like any other. ”

The man really believed his words, and he suddenly showed an expression of reminiscence, and said: "Since the saintess disappeared more than ten years ago, this sacrificial festival in southern Xinjiang has never been better......

Jing Qi guessed that he should know something, and asked, "What's going on?" Then the man shook his head, and then he didn't want to say anything when he asked him again, this attitude ...... He's no stranger.

In fact, from the moment he entered Miaojiang, he tried to ask the locals about the events of the year. Then when he mentioned that he was with the saint more than ten years ago, no matter how much he asked, those people kept silent. It's exactly the same as the man right now.

Jingqi was about to give up asking the man from his mouth, but the man suddenly pulled a hand and whispered to him, "Brother, let me remind you." Don't ask anyone else about the Holy Maiden, or else,"

The man made a motion to wipe his neck, "You're going to be killed!" ”

With a frightened expression, he asked, "What's wrong with the Holy Maiden?" She is the god of our Miao Jiang......"

He was covered by the man, "Shut up!" ”

Kagami opened his eyes wide and nodded under the man's hand. The man quickly let go of him, and finally told him uneasily, "Don't ask again, otherwise no one will save you if you are caught and killed." ”

The man made a stop gesture and said, "Okay, I'm going to blame me for talking today, don't talk nonsense, I'm leaving." Soon, the man disappeared into the crowd. Looking at the crowd that no longer had the man, he felt that the development of things was becoming more and more interesting.

Ten days later, the Miaojiang Sacrifice Festival officially began.

The streets and alleys of Nanjiang Cheng are covered with red silk, and they look jubilant, and even the people in the city are several times more than usual. The streets and alleys are bustling, and this festival of sacrifice begins at nightfall. As soon as the sky darkened, the entire southern Xinjiang city was brightly lit. The city's sacrificial grounds had been cleaned up a few days earlier and renovated.

Kagamiki found a great position on the tall building, and then waited for the festival to begin. At the end of the day, the lights of the sacrificial field dimmed, the torches on both sides were lit, and a man wearing a Miao Jiang dress walked slowly to Taichung. Jingqi listened to him say something, and it wasn't until he heard him say that the sacrificial festival had officially begun.

After that, all kinds of strange dance performances followed, until the hour was approaching, and a girl in costume walked up to the stage. The musicians on both sides played music, and the girl danced slowly with a handful of silverware. As soon as the dance ended, all the people knelt down to worship her, and shouted in unison: "Holy Maiden! "Jingqi thinks this scene is too weird.

A sacrifice ended, and nothing unusual happened. I couldn't find anything in the city of southern Xinjiang, and the next day I entered a remote village. When the people in the southern Xinjiang city mentioned the chaos back then, everyone was in danger, and no one dared to speak.

Kagami suddenly appears in the village and quickly catches the attention of the villagers. Fortunately, these villagers were very enthusiastic, and the elderly elders heard that he had come here by accident, and even took him in.

Unlike Nanjiang City, the houses in this village are all traditional stilted buildings in Miaojiang. At night, while chatting, he inadvertently said to the village chief: "Yesterday, a sacrificial ceremony was held in the city of southern Xinjiang, but I heard that many others were dissatisfied with the sacrificial festival. ”

The identity used by Jing Qi in this village is still a person who made a living from a remote mountain village to Nanjiang City, and the village chief slowly shook his head after hearing his words.

"Hey......" Hearing the village chief sigh, Jing Qi asked suspiciously: "Uncle, why are you sighing?" But what's wrong with the ritual? ”

Hearing this, the village chief Cang Lao's face showed a struggling expression, and after half a ring, he sighed again, and said to the mirror: "More than ten years have passed since this matter, I will tell you about it, but after you hear it, don't go out and talk nonsense!" ”

Again. Jingqi said in his heart. But he nodded to the village chief with great interest on his face, and replied: "Don't worry, uncle, I forgot about this matter after hearing about it." ”

The village chief slowly spoke in a vicissitudes of life: "Do you know who the current saint is?" ”

Jingqi shook his head, and the village chief explained: "The current saint is a young lady of the Lan Ming family, and the Lan Ming family is the family from which the current empress was born. ”

"My Miao Jiang has believed in blood inheritance since ancient times, and since the fall of Nuwa, the Jiayi clan was born, who have the blood of Nuwa and are the descendants of Nuwa. The saint has always been held by the descendants of the Gayi clan, and the old saint died of illness more than ten years ago.

The youngest daughter of the Jiayi clan happened to be chosen to become the new saintess, and then the powerful Lan Ming family rebelled, and the saint and the princess suddenly disappeared from Miaojiang. A few years later, Lan Mingyi, the daughter of the Lan Ming family, took the throne, and the saint was directly replaced by a member of the Lan Ming family. ”

Hearing this past, Jingqi was secretly frightened. He wondered, "What about the Naga people?" ”

"The ...... of the Gayi Family"

The village chief said slowly: "After Lan Mingyi took the throne, the first order he gave was ...... Kill the whole family of the Gayi. ”

After speaking, the village chief closed his eyes. When I say this, it is clear that what happened back then is as if it just happened yesterday. More than ten years have passed since that incident, and there are no descendants of the Jiayi family in the world. The orthodox bloodline of Miao Jiang is gone.

Although he has not experienced it himself, just by listening to this story, he can imagine the tragedy when he found out about it. He thought of the purpose of coming to Miaojiang this time, and asked cautiously, "The holy woman and the princess...... All dead? ”

The village chief suddenly bowed reverently out of the window, and when he sat down again, he replied; "The holy woman had left the southern frontier before that incident. Princess......"

The village chief's voice trembled, "The princess's body has never been found, and no one knows if she is alive or not, let alone where she is. ”