Xijiang Qianhu Miao Village is a place that preserves the original ecological and cultural integrity of the Miao people, and is connected by more than ten natural villages built along the mountain, which is the largest Miao inhabited village at present. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

We traveled day and night, and finally arrived at Miao Village at dusk on the fifth day, the village is located in a river valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides, and the mountains are stacked.

Originating from the Baishui River of Lei Gongping, meandering and flowing, passing through the village, the river divides the Xijiang Miao Village into two, the layers of stilted wooden buildings, from both sides of the river according to the mountain, unfold upward, the continuous pieces of red Tongtong board wall, under the sunlight, a brilliant one.

In front of the house and behind the house, the green bamboo is embellished, the top of the village at the foot of the village, the maple leaves are covered, at a glance, on the two wide mountain beams that resemble the horns, the mountain is under the black pressure and densely covered with a layer of Miao family buildings with the same regulation, similar style and consistent color.

When we arrived at the Thousand Miao Village, just in time for the Miao Year, the men and women in the village dressed up to travel, the grandest ceremony is to worship the gods, the old people in the village sit around everything, and sing their epic and grand ancient songs in the ancient Miao language.

Xue Xinrou actually forgot that she still had Gu poison on her body that was about to attack in two days, and squatted beside her with great interest to listen, she was familiar with these ancient sayings, telling us that the ancient songs she sang covered the origin of all things, the flood of heaven and earth, and the history of bitter migration.

In the middle is a priest wearing a hat and a gorgeous costume, and there are various patterns on his clothes, Xue Xinrou is fascinated by the side, telling us that these patterns represent the sun, moon and stars, the rivers and lakes where he has lived, the fertile plains that have been reproduced, and the mountains and mountains that have migrated.

The priest placed a straw mat and a clay water pot in the center of the dam where he was seated, and after blowing the cowhide horn three times, he knelt on the cattail mat, fixed his eyes, recited a mantra with his mouth, and walked around the cattail mat.

A child accompanied by a lamp, and the other Miao people also followed suit, the female was dressed brightly, covered with silver ornaments, the long skirt dragged the ground, the male wore a white collarless suit, blue trousers, his head was wrapped in a black handkerchief, his feet were embroidered shoes, and he was surrounded by a straw mat three times.

The priest holds a banner in his left hand and a horn in his right, and dances in solemn singing music as he walks, dancing in a pious dance and singing the fantasy of sacrificing to ghosts and gods.

"Is this priest able to understand the contents of ancient books?" I asked the woman around me who knew Gu magic.

She shook her head, motioned for us to go with her, bypassing the thousand Miao villages, we arrived at the back mountain, and saw a stilted building built by the mountain and the river, sitting west to east in the shape of a tiger, row upon row, cascading up.

Approaching the stilted building, I feel that this stilted building is a little different from other stilted buildings seen in the Miao Village, the hanging tower is blood-red, and the woman told us that all the wood of this stilted building is blood maple.

In the Miao people, the maple tree is the totem tree of life, and it is a sacred tree that symbolizes the soul of the ancestors, so even the dead maple tree can not be cut down at will, and the only one who can use the maple to build a hanging tower is the supreme high priest in the Miao village.

In the hearts of Miao people, this is no longer an ordinary hanging tower, but a holy building dedicated to the ancestors.

Under the guidance of the woman, we walked into the holy building, and in the light a wrinkled old man sat on the grass ball, plucking the brazier in front of him with fire tongs.

The old man beckoned to Tian Ji and motioned him to go over, Tian Ji hesitated for a moment, walked to the old man's side, and the old man suddenly grabbed Tian Ji's thumb, picked up a piece of red-hot coals from the brazier in front of him, and pressed it on Tian Ji's finger.

The whole movement was too fast, it is estimated that Tian Ji didn't realize it, until the fire coal burned his fingers, he came back to his senses, suddenly pulled off the old man's fingers, just took a step back, and suddenly the whole person was pale and paralyzed to the ground, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

We were taken aback, and were about to rush forward to save the field chicken, but were pulled by the woman, she raised her hand and pointed at the field chicken, and we saw that the field chicken's stamina had a dense layer of small dots raised, and the continuous ups and downs were terrifying.

"Tencel Gu." Although the old man was old, his voice was inexplicably majestic, and he looked at Tian Ji and said three words.

We were stunned, but we didn't expect that this high priest was really not an ordinary person, just by looking at Tian Ji, we knew that he was a Tencel Gu, and the high priest's eyes looked back and forth on the palace lord and Xue Xinrou.

"High Priest, my friend was tricked by Miao Wu, since you know the origin of the Gu poison, please ask the High Priest to save you." I picked up the field chicken and said sincerely.

The high priest didn't pay attention to me at all, and looked coldly at the woman who brought us: "You are a Miao person, and you have Gu things on your body, you are also a Miao Wu, don't you understand the rules of Miao Wu?" ”

The woman timidly buried her head and did not dare to squeak, looking sincerely frightened, and it could be seen that she seemed to be very afraid of the old man in front of the brazier.

"Take them away." After the old man finished speaking, he buried his head in the brazier again.

The woman hesitated, and finally said to Huang Ping: "Let's go, I just want to give it a try, and I didn't have much hope." ”

Huang Ping was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook off the woman's hand, stood in front of the high priest and said with righteousness: "How can you be like this, you are the priest with the highest status among the Miao people, everyone believes in you, and expects you to be auspicious and avoid evil, save the dead and help the wounded, you obviously know that they have been poisoned, but you don't save them when you see death, what kind of high priest are you?" ”

"Are you a Miao?" The High Priest slowly raised his head and stared at Huang Ping coldly.

"I'm a Miao person, but if you don't save you when you die, in my eyes, you don't deserve to be a great wizard at all." Huang Ping said confidently.

"Today is the year of Miao, if it weren't for the sacrifice to the ancestors, I guarantee that you won't be able to get out of Miao Village." The high priest raised a hand, which was wrapped around a colorful snake, and stared at Huang Ping with a cold gaze.

Huang Ping's face was startled, and he couldn't help but take a step back, since the high priest can see the Gu in the field chicken, of course he will also take the Gu, I believe that what the high priest said just now is not alarmist.

Ye Jiuqing pulled Huang Ping back, fearless but respectful: "You are the high priest, these people who are in the Gu are not extremely vicious, they are the Gu who were framed by Miao Wu, and I hope that the high priest can raise his noble hand and save their lives." ”

"I am the high priest of the Miao people, if you want to save it, you will only save the Miao people, you are the descendants of Yan and Huang, you went to the Holy Building without authorization, count your fate, today is the year of Miao and I don't want to kill, I will definitely not save the descendants of Yan and Huang!" The High Priest's voice was cold.

"What kind of logic are you, human life is at stake, what is the difference between the Miao people and the descendants of Yan and Huang?" Huang Ping had a fierce temperament, and he was furious and loudly questioned the high priest.

"It's a shame that you're still a Miao person, and you brought an enemy here, and you shamelessly ask me what the difference is." The high priest raised his voice and glared at Huang Ping.

Xue Xinrou dissuaded Huang Ping, and said to him in a gloomy voice that the Jiuli tribe led by Chiyou was defeated in the Zhuolu region, Chiyou was captured and killed by the Yellow Emperor, and most of the Miao ancestors were forced to start the first great migration.

Eventually, the Sanmiao State was established on the shores of Dongting Lake and Poyang Lake, but as the Sanmiao tribe became stronger and stronger, Yao and Shun repeatedly conquered Sanmiao, and the Miao ancestors were forced to migrate to the southwest and northwest regions again, while the Miao ancestors who migrated to the southwest lived in harmony with the Chu people, which is now the Miao people of Jiangxi.

After the defeat of Jiuli, it was called the people of Limin, not everyone had a surname in ancient times, a tribe often only had a few surnames, but as a tribal alliance, its surname was more considerable, the ancients were good to enumerate the number, to hundreds of people, so it was called this kind of military alliance in the crowd into the people.

"The people of Li Min only later referred to ordinary civilians, but in ancient times, Li Min and the people were actually two different classes, Li Min was a prisoner of defeat, a slave of the people, and could be slaughtered and driven at will, for the people, Li Min actually means untouchables." Xue Xinrou estimated that she was taking care of the high priest, and her voice became smaller and quieter the more she spoke.

"You are also worthy of being a Miao person? Our ancestors were killed and driven away by the descendants of Yan and Huang. The High Priest looked at the woman and Huang Ping with a gloomy face. I believe that the gods would not have agreed with me to save them. ”

The woman and Huang Ping may know what it means to be the people of Limin, this tragic nation, which has been inherited until now, has long been assimilated and integrated, and the memory of thousands of years ago may have been wiped out indifferently.

But in the minds of the priests who are responsible for inheriting history and culture, it is a memory that can never be erased, because no one can better understand the past of the ancestors of Jiuli than the priests, and just like the old man in front of us, he still engraves the memory of that humiliation, always reminding himself that he is the descendant of Jiuli, what a strong and proud race this is, even if they have not forgotten the humiliation after a thousand years, they seem to be waiting for something, waiting to wash away the tragic history that is unbearable to look back.

"Kaboa-roy!" I said to the high priest suddenly, very calmly.

"You, what did you say?!" The old man was startled and stood up from the sketch.

"The temple of the ancestral god guarded by Chiyou." I walked forward calmly, fiddled in the brazier a few times, found a piece of extinguished coals, and put my tongs on the ground to write, and said to the high priest without raising my head.

"You, how do you know the language of the priests, also, and, how do you know that, that place?!" The High Priest looked at me in shock.

"You have to save them." As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly took the high priest's hand.

He was still holding the colorful snake in his hand, when I touched the high priest's hand, the snake suddenly became restless, and twisted its body frantically, for fear of touching me, the high priest was stunned and looked at the snake that lost control in his hand, it was a Gu made by him, the Gu poison would not resist the master, but only in one case would it lose control.

I remember that in the stone cave, Miao Wu, who was burned to death by me, said that there are only two kinds of people who can make Gu poison fearful, the high priest let out a low cry, and the snake actually bit him back, as soon as the high priest let go, Gu poison immediately fled and disappeared into the holy building.

"You, who the hell are you......" The high priest was halfway through his sentence when he was suddenly stunned, and he looked down just in time to see what I was writing on the ground.

Three-eyed unicorn!

I let go of the high priest's hand, threw away the tongs in my hand, and looked at him with a look of contemplation, and my voice was far thicker than his.

"I am the god you believe in!"