Xinjiang people! Could it be that these white-skinned, high-nosed ones are all from the Uyghurs in Xinjiang?

The more I think about it, the more I think it's possible, Ningxia is not far from Xinjiang, and it's not uncommon to see Uyghur people in Xinjiang here. Is it Mongolian? It's all possible!

The first one climbed up to my feet, kissed the thumb of my big mother's toe, and said to me very respectfully: "Master—please!" ”

Before I could take a step, the chief steward walked up to the old man and said sharply: "The master of the village has given an order, don't call him 'master' in the future, but call him 'little brother'." ”

The old man nodded nodding and respectfully called out to me, "Little brother."

The Chinese spoken by the chief steward is mixed with a strong Miao dialect flavor, and we can all understand it, but as soon as this old man spoke, Yu Lina and I were shocked, the dialect he spoke was somewhat similar to the dialect of the estuary area of Shandong - could it be that the old man is from Shandong?

When I walked into the "city", I noticed that what I thought of as a city was not actually a city, it was some strange buildings, columns and rows of blue-gray buildings standing in front of us, not houses.

These strange structures have a very strange appearance, and although it is not clear what they are used for, it is clear at a glance that they are not houses for human habitation.

As I got closer, I could see more clearly, and up closer, the buildings were of different sizes, as if they were arranged in some sort of sexagenary order, and each shape resembled an inverted yurt, and these "bags" were solid, and there was no room for people to live in.

Looking again, I saw that the top of these upside-down yurts was a platform, and there were stone steps on one side that circled upwards - could this be some altar?

I can think of the altar as I was told by the antique Lee before.

It was also on the way back to Shandong from Ningxia, because he was idle, he told me a lot of strange customs of ancient civilizations.

As soon as he talked about history, he was excited, but I was not interested at the time, so I naturally listened to every sentence.

I remember he said about the Yellow Emperor's sacrifice to heaven and earth.

I can't remember the specific details, I vaguely remember that the antique Li said that when the Yellow Emperor defeated Emperor Yan and Chiyou, he set up many altars to worship heaven and earth and the gods, and after the sacrifice was completed, many ancient artifacts were left in the altar.

Antique Li has always had a very strong interest in the civilization of the Yellow River Valley, and when he was young, he also came to Ningxia more than a dozen times, because some remaining stone tablets recorded about the Yellow Emperor's sacrifice to heaven and earth.

The steles were salvaged by several fishermen in the Yellow River, and the text on them is bird seals, an ancient script used in the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River during the Spring and Autumn period.

Because of the mutilation of the stele and the difficulty in translating the bird seal, Antique Li was not very sure whether their decipherment was completely correct, and he was really unwilling to give up halfway, so he single-handedly investigated the matter.

In those years, he read a large number of books on the former Qin Dynasty and inspected many related monuments, and finally almost determined that these legends about the Yellow Emperor's sacrifice to heaven and earth were true. Antique Li pondered, since these things are true, then did the Yellow Emperor really hide those artifacts on the altar? So he continued his investigation.

According to the judgment of antique Li, in the early days of the Yellow Emperor, the so-called land of China was actually divided into three parts: the Dongyi tribe, the Huaxia tribe, and the Miaoman tribe.

To this day, in addition to the most familiar Huaxia tribes, most people still know a little about the Dongyi tribe - mainly because the Dongyi tribe has the god of war.

The Huaxia tribe was also unified later, and in the early days, it was also divided into the emperor tribe and the Yandi tribe.

As for the Miao Man tribe, few people know about it now, but in fact, it was a mysterious tribe at that time. It may seem strange to say that the myths of Fuxi and Nuwa that we are talking about first came from the Miao tribe in the south.

The emperor first annexed Emperor Yan, and then fought against Chiyou, and after several years of war, finally after the battle of the deer, the emperor defeated Chiyou, and the Huaxia tribe also unified the Dongyi tribe.

As for the Miao tribe, antique Li said that they originally lived in Henan and Jiangsu, but because they were oppressed by the Dongyi tribe for a long time, they gradually moved south and moved to the Yangtze River valley.

The birthplace of the Huaxia tribe is in the area of Ningxia and Shaanxi, so the antique Li judged that the altar of the Yellow Emperor's sacrifice to heaven and earth should also be in the area of Ningxia and Shaanxi.

Regarding the investigation process of antique Lee, he talked a lot about it, and I can't remember the detailed process.

All I know is that in the end, Antique Li still found evidence about the Yellow Emperor's altar, which seems to be located in the Yellow River valley in Ningxia.

This was the end of the story of Antique Lee, and I remember asking him at the time, since he knew the general location, and had spent so many years and so much energy, why didn't he find out to the end?

At that time, the antique Li smiled and said nothing, and after I asked several times, he replied: Some history has been dormant for many years, so why bother with it! And once it is made public, it may upend a lot of history......

At the time, I didn't pay much attention to these words, but now that I think about it, maybe Antique Li found something back then, but these discoveries were too shocking, and after weighing them, he decided to give up these investigations and turn his head to study the legend of the river god.

It was because of these things that Antique Li said that I saw these strange buildings in front of me and thought that this might be an altar.

After crossing the arched building that resembled the "city gate", I counted roughly about thirty such altars as far as my eye could see, some large and some small, some relatively intact, some almost collapsed, and I knew at a glance that they had existed for many years.

There are more than 100 adobe houses mixed between the blue-gray altars, which are supposed to be the houses of the villagers. Judging by the number of houses, there are about five or six hundred households in this village.

The old man walked in front of me hunched over and led us into a relatively large adobe house.

This should be a reception room, which is equivalent to the village branch of Laomiao Village.

When I entered the door, I saw six people standing in the room, three men and three women, all of whom were about the same age as me, and all of them were very handsome, so that the word "golden boy and girl" suddenly popped into my mind.

After seeing the old man, the six people knelt down in unison.

The old man introduced me and asked these six people to call me "little brother", and these trivial matters will not be repeated.

I glanced around the hall, and there was a table of eight immortals in the center, eight chairs of eight immortals (two on one side), and seventy-eight small benches around it.

After glancing around, I finally fixed my gaze on the Eight Immortals table and chair in the center.

The tables and chairs are red and black, antique, revealing a sense of history, and at first glance they are not masterpieces of modern people.

The old man respectfully asked us to sit down.

Three men, three women, and six golden boys and girls brought several silver plates, and some fruits were placed on the plates.

It was the first time I had seen some wild fruits from the local mountains, but my eyes were drawn to the silver plates under the fruits.

Antique Li explained to me, but where antiquities, the surface must have a pulp, and metal utensils will also have a layer of metal oxide, with the price of antiques soaring, now many fakes, the most common practice is to make fake pulp.

I have only studied antique appraisal with antique Li for a few days, but I can still see the oxide layer on the surface of these silver plates at a glance, and I know that they are at least more than 1,000 years old.

Could it be that these tables, chairs, and utensils were already there when they discovered this place? I wondered.

At first, it was just me who sat down, and the others just stood respectfully around, how awkward it was! Later, I asked the chief steward, the old man, and Xiaoqing and Xiaobi to sit down a few.

Apparently the old man was sitting with us very nervous, his hands hanging all the time, and he was still looking out the door from time to time.

Could it be that what is he waiting for?

- Finally an answer after a few minutes.

I saw another old man outside the door gesture to the old man sitting beside me, and the sitting old man took a deep breath, and the nervous dark clouds on his face dissolved in an instant.

"Little brother - the big steward, everyone is full, let's start?"

All the people? What to do? I wondered in my heart, but knowing my current identity, it was not suitable for me to ask questions.

The chief steward stood up, and Xiaoqing Xiaobi and a few of them quickly followed suit.

"Little brother, everyone is full, go talk to you!" The archsteward said.

Accost? At that time, my doubts were like a rabbit jumping around, and I really hated myself for not asking these things clearly on the road. Originally, I thought that I was just a symbolic person who came to "collect rent" and didn't need to do anything specifically.

No way! Let's catch the ducks on the shelves! I pretended to be calm and stood up, and followed the old man to the door.

The field outside the door was very wide, almost full of people, I glanced at them, these people were men and women, old and young, some fair-skinned and some with brown faces, at least five hundred people, probably the whole village had come.

At first, everyone's eyes were fixed on the face of the chief steward, I guess I only knew her!

The old man shouted to the crowd in a very strong accent from Shandong: "Everyone, this is our new master, everyone—everyone shouts 'little brother'." ”

Then everyone turned their eyes to my face, knelt down at the same time, and shouted, "Little brother—"

Before leaving, my grandmother instructed that when all the people in the village were complete, she would order the chief steward to send them the "Gu worm projectiles......

"Aya—you put ...... You can send the pill to everyone! ”

I commanded with pretended composure.

The so-called "Gu worm projectile" is a black thing the size of a mung bean grain, listen to the name, look at the shape, I thought it was a pill, grandma told me, this is actually a Gu worm egg, which is used to replace the Gu worm with a lifespan of only one year, if you don't take this worm egg within the specified time, the Gu worm in the human stomach will die, and then sprout.

I don't know how to describe what Grandma said at the time, but the Gu worms that these five villagers consume are somewhat similar to the Cordyceps sinensis endemic to Tibet - they were originally eggs, and after they died, the mycelium in the insects' bodies would sprout, and the original animals would become plants.

According to grandma, if you still don't eat new Gu worm eggs within five days after the autumn equinox, then the dead worms in these people's bodies will sprout, this kind of germ is very domineering, and will occupy the body's nervous system within a few days, and people will slowly become "vegetative".