Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Dance of the Qiang Nationality
"What a bonus!"
After walking out of Murong Xianbei's blacksmith shop, Wei Jie glanced at Wang Zhenwei, who was casually doing something, and said with a smile. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Brother Wang, you are such a rare talent!"
"Brother Shubao praised it falsely, and the suppression of evil is just a matter of taking advantage of the trend!" Wang Zhenwei said with a modest smile.
"Murong Xianbei will definitely be involved, and their dynamics will definitely not be hidden from the spies of the Tuoba clan, and Tuoba Xianbei will naturally not stay out of the matter at that time, the situation is already clear!"
"Well, the situation is so good that I expected, and this is all the credit of Brother Wang!" Wei Jie's mood was very good, and the people and things around him became moving.
"It's time to make a good plan now, when the three parties meet, but we can't come up with a decent plan, then it's a joke!"
"Why don't you also help Wei Jie, how to deal with Faqing and Huihui, how to make a plan?"
Wang Zhen snorted evilly, didn't speak again, and seemed to be using his brain again, thinking about dealing with the Maitreya Sect!
Wei Jie smiled, this Wang Zhenevil is placed in the twenty-first century, he must be an out-and-out workaholic, and he will no longer bother at the moment, while thinking about how to deal with the specific matters of the Maitreya Sect in his mind, he walked in the direction of the territory of the Qiang people, although it is a pretense to come out to play, but there is a chance to see the characteristics of a few famous people, and it is good to see it!
The business of the Qiang nationality in Shou County is mainly handicraft products, and the Qiang people make handicrafts with exquisite technology, as large as saddles, stone carvings, wood carvings, lacquerware, carpets, earrings, bracelets, hat flowers, flowers, embroidery, and all kinds of ornaments.
Two days ago, I went to look for Tuoba Fire, and Wei Jie's was already passing here, but at that time, under the guidance of Wang Zhenxi, there was a deliberate avoidance, and it was late at night, Wei Jie's did not notice the characteristics of the Qiang architecture, and when I came here at noon, I felt that the buildings of these streets were very distinctive.
On the several streets in charge of the Qiang nationality, almost all the buildings have a watchtower in front of them, high or short, with four corners, six corners, and octagonal shapes, the high ones are several layers more than ten meters high, and the low ones are also two floors, which look like they are all very strong and very defensive without exception.
"This Qiang people's sense of precaution is strong enough!" Wei Jie, looking at these watchtowers, said with a smile.
"Well, these watchtowers are mainly used to defend against enemies, and they can also store grain and grass!" Wang Zhenwei naturally did not feel unfamiliar with these watchtowers, and briefly introduced.
"Behind the highest octagonal watchtower in front, it should be Yao Xing's base camp!"
Wei Jie's attention had long been noticed by this twenty-meter-high watchtower, and he also guessed that this should be Yao Xing's residence, and immediately walked directly towards this watchtower with Wang Zhenwei.
There are more than a dozen Qiang warriors in the watchtower, after seeing the two guards, they did not stop them, and let them go directly, after the two passed through the watchtower, it was surprisingly not a shop, but an empty hall.
When the two entered, there were only a few people dancing in the hall, and Wei Jie, who was a little surprised, asked, "What kind of dance are they dancing in the middle of the day?" ”
"This is the most popular and most common Salang dance of the Qiang people, and it is a dance that the Qiang people entertain themselves!" Wang Zhen said with a wicked smile.
"There is a famous saying of the Qiang people, Shubao will not feel strange about the scene in front of him after hearing it!"
"This famous saying is: no song is not a clan, no dance is not a group!"
Wei Jiezhi nodded, it seems that this Qiang tribe is a people who love singing and dancing, the two were talking, and the sound of singing and dancing faintly came from the end of the hall, and I saw that there were not many people in the hall who rushed to the back of the hall after hearing it.
The two of them glanced at each other, and followed the men inside.
This scene in front of him couldn't help but make Wei Jie's eyes light up, after this hall turned out to be another hall, a hall bigger than the hall outside, Yan Meng was dancing an unknown dance in the center of the hall, Fei Fei and Xiao Song were also smiling and dancing on Yan Meng's side, and the three of them were surrounded by dozens of Qiang men and women.
"What kind of dance is this? So cheerful! Although he couldn't see that it was good, he could still feel this joyful atmosphere, and asked curiously.
"Nimuna? Shrug! Wang Zhenwei said casually.
"The dance that the Qiang people dance when they welcome the dignitaries.
"What tile?" Wei Jie's eyebrows were raised, indicating that he hadn't heard it clearly at all, and this name was too awkward!
Before Wang Zhenwei could speak again, the smoke in the crowd had already seen them, waving his hand and beckoning the two to join in and dance together, Wang Zhenwei naturally joined the formation and danced well!
Wei Jie spread his hands, showing that he was not interested, and stood straight to the side and watched everyone dance, he was strange that Yan Meng was dancing, Yao Xing was not here!
The movements of this tile dance are not complicated, but the rhythm is brisk, and many people jump up to give people a feeling of relaxation and joy, Wang Zhenwei is jumping at a glance, and Yan Meng's talent is needless to say, after a short period of study, he has been extremely proficient in dancing, Fei Fei is slightly worse, but he can also keep up with the rhythm, but Xiao Song, from beginning to end, is jumping blindly, there is no beauty at all!
Wei Jie's attention was on Yan Meng, and he didn't feel bored, time passed quickly, it felt like it was just a blink of an eye, and everyone danced a tune, Yan Meng wiped the fragrant sweat on his forehead, and walked to Wei Jie's side.
"Why don't you join Shubao?"
"I don't want to spoil everyone's interest, you also saw Komatsu just jumped? Our dancing talent is in the middle of the best, but his face is thicker, I can't compare! Wei Jie, he said with a smile.
"Where's Boss Yao? Why don't you see anyone? Now that the dance has been danced, Yao Xing has not come back yet, Wei Jie couldn't help but ask curiously.
"The guest is here, why is the host's house gone!"
"It was still there before, but then someone came to talk to him secretly and left!" In front of Wei Jie, Yan Meng naturally has nothing to hide, and said without thinking at the moment.
Wei Jie's heart moved, what is more important than accompanying the smoke? Yao Xingke is known as the first flower protector in Shou County!
"When did Boss Yao leave?"
Yan Meng couldn't help but glance at Wei Jie, not understanding why he wanted to ask so clearly, tilted his head and thought for a while before he spoke: "It was probably about half an hour before you came in!" ”
"Half an hour before you come in?" Wei Jie secretly calculated in his heart, this time was not much different from the time when he and Wang Zhenwei left Murong Mad Blacksmith Shop, could there be any connection between this?
This Yao Xing is very likely to be monitoring his and Wang Zhenxi's whereabouts, after he and Wang Zhenwei left the blacksmith shop, the Qiang people should have notified Yao Xing through some secret method, and then Yao Xing left here, but why did he do this?