Last night, the holy woman had already given an order to all the clansmen to obey Chang Xiaoman's dispatch from now on. The mighty caravan had come out of the valley one after another, and all the gypsies stood at the mouth of the valley, stopping and turning back to the Holy Lady Cashura. This is not only the respect for the leader, but also the gratitude for her exchanging her life and soul for the multiplication of her people.

"Drive!" Xiao Man wanted to ask about life again, but when he looked up, he found that Kashura rode a little donkey and turned around and walked into the vast snowy mountains. The valley was full of snowflakes, and a strong wind blew, and the snow on both sides of the valley was immediately blown down to form a hazy snow mist, and soon, Khashua's figure disappeared into the snow mist.

"Huh? Stop, where is your queen going? How do you see that this means like carrying explosives bags to blow up a bunker? Ma Chengfeng stopped a gypsy and asked.

According to legend, Queen Amela built an altar on the top of the snow-capped mountain more than a thousand years ago, and the saints of the Arda tribe in successive generations had to complete this journey alone, sit on the altar, and wait for Queen Amela to take away their souls in exchange for twenty years of peace for the tribe.

Chang Xiaoman bit her lip, her body was trembling, the feelings between her and Khasula were very delicate, for some reason, from the first time I saw her, I felt that she was not bad in nature, she was very similar to her own fate, and Khasula's most trusted friend in the world was Chang Xiaoman. Trust this thing is mutual, it's useless to just rely on a mouth, maybe just a look, or a movement, the other party will understand your mind.

Caravans of ragged gypsies came out of the valley, and as they passed by Chang Xiaoman, they would jump down and stop to salute, full of respect for her.

"Does she have to die?" Chang Xiaoman asked the gypsy.

"This is the duty of the Holy Maiden of Arda!" The gypsy's answer was cold and non-negotiable.

"Cheng Feng? I ......" Xiao Man's eyes were full of reluctance and sympathy, and he looked at Ma Chengfeng with tears in his eyes. The two have already established a relationship, the people in the rivers and lakes are very traditional, the head of the family is always a man, and such an important matter still has to be nodded by their own masters.

Ma Chengfeng lowered his head lonely and said nothing. This is not like Ma Chengfeng's character.

"Cheng Feng !!" Xiao Man kept shaking his sleeves, begging him.

Ma Chengfeng shook his head helplessly, he was not a gypsy, even if Casthura and Xiao Man were sisters, he didn't want to get involved. This has nothing to do with the rivers and lakes, Khajura said, this is her life! Since people are willing to sacrifice themselves for their people, what reason do they have to stop them? Take 10,000 steps back, even if they stop Khashuala, who will be responsible if these gypsies die mysteriously one after another in the future? When the time comes, Khasiura will never thank them.

Ma Chengfeng took a deep breath, didn't say a word, walked behind the horse that Chang Xiaoman was riding, patted its buttocks, the horse neighed, and rushed out towards the caravan with Xiaoman.

Chang Xiaoman reluctantly looked back at Bumeng Snow Mountain, she hoped that Cashura would appear from the snow mist at this time! But it can't be! It's about the reproduction of all the gypsies in the whole of Alda!

Their caravans also drove out of the valley one after another, and everyone had already had enough of staying in the ghost place, and they wished to hurry home.

Three horses walked in a row in the desert, and no one wanted to speak. Maybe Chang Xiaoman will blame himself, but Ma Chengfeng will never allow all the brothers to make any more mistakes because of an outsider.

"Woo ......" Suddenly, Chu Tianyue tightened the reins.

"If I had a way to save Khashura and lift the curse of the Arda people, would you go back?" She spoke suddenly.

"Sister Tianyue, what you said is true?" Chang Xiaoman hurriedly signaled the camel team to stop.

"But I'm not sure, it will take two Amera Eyes to lift the curse, and now we only have one in our hands, and we hope that it is less than thirty percent, are you willing to try?"

Chang Xiaoman bit his lower lip tightly, Ma Chengfeng had actually gathered two Amela Demon Eyes, but he had always refused to admit it, guarding against Chu Tianyue. At this time, she didn't dare to talk more, after all, Chu Tianyue had taught them another lesson yesterday.

"Huh...... I'm a big gambler, as long as I'm sure of it, it's worth betting! Actually, you should have said it earlier? Ma Chengfeng turned the horse's head, and before the words fell, he had already twitched the reins, and was the first to rush out towards the Bumeng Snow Mountain.

Chang Xiaoman was moved to cry bitterly, and hurriedly instructed the camel team brothers to let them take the gypsies all the way back to the oil town first, and when they arrived in the town, they quickly settled these people. Immediately afterwards, she and Chang Xiaoman simply packed some dry food and fresh water, and also followed Ma Chengfeng towards the Bumeng Snow Mountain.

It's early spring, and poplar trees with green buds can be seen in the depths of the desert, but in this isolated and mysterious snow-capped mountain, it is a different scene, although it is not as cold as the Great Khing'an Mountains, but the snowflakes in the sky are still incompatible with this desolate desert.

Inside the pass is a narrow valley with thick snow and strange rocks on the left and right. Leaving a string of footprints of a little donkey in the snow, Ma Chengfeng followed the trail left by Khashula for a long time, and they followed this narrow path until more than one o'clock in the afternoon, and they all climbed halfway up the mountain, and still did not see any trace of Khashula.

"This donkey is pretty fast?" Ma Chengfeng shrugged his shoulders and said.

The three of them looked up, and the top of the Bumeng Snow Mountain was still surrounded by clouds and mist, like a dreamy fairyland.

The elevation of Bumeng Snow Mountain is more than two points, the mountain range stretches for more than 50 kilometers, starting from Kunlun Mountain in the south, which is the tail of the dragon vein of Kunlun Snow Mountain.

"Cheng Feng, is there anything special about the mountain?" Xiao Man asked.

"Daughter-in-law, you are asking the wrong person, right? You seem to have forgotten that there is a professional around us......"

As soon as Chu Tianyue heard his words, her face immediately darkened. Ma Chengfeng hurriedly changed his words: "I mean, Sister Tianyue is a top student majoring in archaeology, and most of the tombs of the kings they excavated are in the deep mountains and rivers, and her ability to see feng shui is many times stronger than mine." ”

Chu Tianyue didn't want to quarrel with him, and said: "Bumeng Snow Mountain is the Kunlun dragon vein, here is the tail of the dragon vein, the dragon qi continues to the end here, the qi is declining and calamity, and the feng shui of this mountain is also called 'Yaoguang Tribulation', which corresponds to the Yaoguang position of the Seven Star Beidou, which is the evil of evil." ”

Obviously, her theory has long gone beyond the scope of archaeology, but a mountain movers, a mountain movers, and the study of feng shui is not comparable to Ma Chengfeng's 28 brushes.

(End of chapter)