Wang Qi looked at her haggard daughter, and then at Wu Zhu Pang Gao, she shed tears and said, "Zu'er, Hua'er, my poor daughter." The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly.

On the eastern cliff slope of Xiling Mountain, the men, women and children of the Luming clan were immersed in busyness, hitting stones and hitting stones, cutting trees and cutting trees, and carrying stones and stones, a busy and messy scene. More than a dozen village women gathered under the cliff platform, erected more than a dozen wooden frames, on which dozens of cooking jars were hung, and on the opposite mountainside, another group of village women picked tree pulp, these tender white inner pulps and broth boiled together, which can be regarded as a delicacy in the winter season.

The ancestor took Feng Qi and Hua Qian to the mountain pass, and she looked at the kiln door and stretched out and patted it. He Tumeixiu, who was digging stones outside the kiln gate, saw the master and the ancestor coming to inspect, and hurriedly ran over and said, "Master, don't worry, we will definitely be able to build the kiln door before dinner." ”

The ancestor smiled: "Okay, I believe in you. ”

Hua Qian behind him walked to the side of the ancestor and said, "Master, your eldest lady and Qiao Niang are also there to carry stones." ”

The ancestor looked in the direction of Hua Qian's finger, and saw Tang and Qiao climbing on the mountainside with heavy bamboo baskets on their backs, and the concubine on the side also followed closely with a round stone.

Feng Qi sighed and said: "Since returning from Wolf Tuoling, they have all changed, and they have experienced hardships to know that their relatives are the most valuable, and they are rare." ”

The ancestor sighed and said: "The eldest mother lost her young son, and the whole person has become silent, I want to go and see them." ”

Hua Qian said: "Forget it, what do you say when you go, it can only make you more sad, if you want to go, you have to be old, but the old man has never forgiven the second family of the Tang family." ”

The ancestor took off the animal skin jacket on his body and handed it to Hua Qiandao: "Go, give it to the eldest mother, how can her grass skirt withstand the wind and cold." Although Hua Qian was reluctant, he still ran towards the mountainside.

Tang held the animal skin jacket in both hands, turned his head to look at the ancestor on the mountainside, and silently bowed to the ancestor in thanks. Down put it on

Fur jacket, her tears couldn't help but pour into her eyes.

At the mouth of the cliff cave, Wang Qi looked at the scene that happened in the distance, her heart was completely relieved, and she hurriedly entered the cave, opened a few wooden boxes, and turned out a few heavy animal skin skirts from the boxes and ran out of the cave. And everything was clearly seen by the ancestors on the mountainside.

The ancestor burst out laughing, while the Qiao and Tang clans on the mountainside were crying profusely. The grievances in the world are remembered in the unstoppable temperament, and the inherent kindness and feelings in the bones cannot be added to the boundless hatred and hatred because of the grievances of a moment, which is the weakness of human nature, and not many people can stop the ruthless and hypocritical heart.

The snow field outside the West Cliff Ridge is covered with thick winter snow, and more than a dozen large snow bags are very conspicuous, and wisps of black smoke are emitted from the top of each snow bag, and the black smoke drifts into the sky with the wind. There is a towering tree in the middle of the snow pack, and a few orioles on the branches chirp non-stop, waking up a round of warm sun that has been sleeping for days.

"Come out, come out, it's sunny, it's sunny." With the shouting, dozens of people crawled out of the dozens of snow bags, looking at the blue and clear sky, everyone cheered, and the burst of shouts startled a few orioles on the branches.

Gongsun Xuanyuan took the hand of the female festival and ran up the hill, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance and shouting: "Okay, Gongsun Xuanyuan likes you!" ”

The girl then shouted: "Xuanyuan, Hao'er also likes you." ”

The entourage also followed and shouted: "Great Arixiong, we love you." ”

Dahong, the household secretary, looked up, held the sky in both hands and said: "Thank you for the favor of God, shelter the Xiong clan, and shelter the young patriarch." ”

Gongsun Xuanyuan turned around and shouted, "Lord Dahong, it seems that we are really lost. ”

Da Hong said: "If the weather is clear, you are not afraid of getting lost, the mountain in the distance should be Xiling Mountain." ”

"Ah, we ran to Xiling Mountain, it seems that we are really lost." Young patriarch Gongsun Xuanyuan said with a smile.

Dahong bent down and picked up a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth and said, "Fortunately, the big leader of Liyazi brought us enough meat, otherwise, we would have starved to death in this snowfield." ”

Gongsun Xuanyuan pointed to the snow-capped mountains in the distance and said, "Since we have come to the boundary of Xiling Mountain, why don't we go and have a look." ”

Dahong said: "Young patriarch, Chang Xian is still in a coma, it is better to return to Jishui as soon as possible." ”

Gongsun Xuanyuan said: "This time I came to the West Cliff Tribe, not only did I succeed in my marriage, but I also rescued the high priest, so it was a worthwhile trip." ”

Da Hong said: "Thanks to the great leader of Liyazi who is friendly and abandons his previous suspicions, he has done this great thing, alas, this is the favor of the sky." ”

"Yes, now that the Xiong clan has formed an alliance with the West Cliff tribe, it is really hard-won." Gongsun Xuanyuan turned his head to look at everyone and shouted, "Everyone hurry up and pack up, and we can set off." ”

After everyone cleaned up, Dahong, the household secretary, led the way, Gongsun Xuanyuan picked up the high priest Chang Xian, and everyone turned to the northwest together, leaving only dozens of large snow bags on the snow field, which gradually disappeared into the endless snow field.

Xiling Luming is still busy building kilns, a few days of hard work for the first time to see the shape of the stone kiln, the ancestor returned to the cliff cave after an inspection, but did not see the mother, she walked out of the cliff cave to find a circle and did not find anyone. Just when she was wondering, the female priestess came from the back mountain. The priest looked at the ancestor and shouted, "Master, what are you looking for?" ”

The ancestor turned around and said, "Sacrifice, have you seen my mother?" Sai just shook his head, and there was no squeak.

The ancestor smiled: "I don't know if I went to that house, by the way, have you built the kiln pillar?" ”

The priest shook his head and said, "Ah, master, the kiln pillar was built last night, and the master didn't care about the sacrifice too much. ”

The ancestor said: "What, do you have an opinion?" ”

The priest pursed his lips and said: "Sacrifice that dares, but the clansmen have some complaints." ”

After the sacrifice was finished, he wanted to leave, but was stopped by the ancestor: "The clansmen must have a lot of complaints, right?" Building a kiln nest in the cold winter and snow season is time-consuming and laborious, not to mention, it is simply a crime, but this is also a helpless thing, and the Luming clan can no longer withstand the ordeal. ”

After hearing this, he rubbed his hands and said: "The master doesn't have to care about the thoughts of the clansmen at all, anyway, the Xiling Demon Slaying Banner supports you, and it is normal for the clansmen to be a little reluctant in their hearts." ”

"Hello master?" When the ancestor heard someone asking, he turned around and saw someone coming, and the ancestor hesitated for a moment and stepped forward and asked, "Auntie Erniang, where are you going?" ”

Tang said with a smile: "After the stone is carried over there, we will go to the back mountain to carry the stone." ”

The ancestor stepped forward and pulled the rough hands of the Tang family Qiao, looking at the palms with some pity, for a few days, the eldest lady Qiao Niang was in the cold wind, blowing her cheeks dark and dry, compared to Zeng Qian, it was really like two people, this is forced by the world, and it is also the price of survival, maybe through some hard work to find the inner existence.

The ancestor stroked the rough hand of the eldest lady Qiao Niang and said, "Auntie Qiao Niang take a rest, let's go, let's go to the cliff cave to eat some broth." ”

Hearing this, Tang Qiao hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no need, we still have to carry the stone." ”

The ancestor looked at the two of them: "Aunt Qiao Niang, my mother has gone out to visit the door, she is not in the cliff cave." ”

Qiao Shi pursed his lips at this time, stepped forward and took the hand of the ancestor and said, "Little master, Aunt Qiao Niang has not eaten meat soup for several days. ”

After hearing this, the ancestor said: "Auntie Qiaoniang, don't you call me master in general with the clansmen, the ancestor is also the daughter of Auntie Qiaoniang, don't call me master in the future, just call Zu'er, okay?" ”