A few months ago, he didn't believe in numerology Feng Shui. The words of the three thousand are tightly organized and leaky, even if it is a story compiled on the fly, the structure is too grandiose. What's more, Miao Min has always respected the ancestors of Jiuli, and they will not joke with their ancestors.

If all this is true, they are really standing on a big mountain with a hollow belly at the moment. According to Sanqian, all these arrangements and ten years of construction are just to change the feng shui pattern of the Heishui River area, so what is the purpose of the formation of the array? If it is related to the national fortunes of Shu, it is even more impossible, less than thirty years after Zhuge Liang's death, Shu has been annexed.

"I really don't know the superfluous, those are all secrets in the clan, and the next thing I want to tell you is some of the follow-up events." Sanqian said.

Since the period of the Great Witch of Yaoshuang, the inheritance of each generation of clan patriarchs has been in the hands of the direct descendants of Yaoshuang. For many years, the descendants of the Frost would only pass on the position to the descendants of the daughter's body, and if there was only one boy in the present generation, the position of the patriarch would be temporarily replaced by the woman with the highest rank in the clan, until the Frost's line had a female offspring, and then the position would be returned to the throne.

Therefore, the rulers of the Black Miao Dynasty were all women, and this is still the case until modern times. In the days when she left Miao Jiang and followed Zhuge Liang to Chengdu, no one knew what she had experienced, and what agreement she finally reached with the supreme and demonic Prime Minister of Shu Han. Three thousand clansmen have guarded this black water of Wushan for generations, and the secrets hidden in the Heishui River and Wushan are only known to the descendants of the frost that have been passed down from generation to generation, and the patriarchs of each generation will know.

What the tribesmen only know is that more than 1,000 years ago, a large number of Han Dynasty craftsmen went deep into the Miao Land of southern Xinjiang, and they needed to protect this place for generations

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"Then Tong Jia Muqiu should naturally be a descendant of Frost?" The hereditary inheritance of Hei Miao is different from the change of dynasties in the Central Plains in ancient times, only females are passed on, and the kinship between the front and back is the mother and daughter, or the grandmother and granddaughter.

San Qian nodded tacitly, "Actually, Tong Jia Muqiu had six apprentices before his death. ”

Heishuihe is well known that Tong Jia Muqiu only has five apprentices, namely two clan witches and three high priests in the clan, but this sixth apprentice is beyond Zhu Beichen's expectations.

The downward slope of the mountain road gradually widened, and for a while, Zhu Beichen listened to such a large number of stories, holding his painful head and completely messy, and beat his head vigorously, looking more and more confused.

Forty years ago, Tong Jia Muqiu had a secret disciple. It stands to reason that the most talented of the six should actually be this unknown disciple, and the one who is most likely to step into the clan witch gate first is this person. In the clan, only Tong Jia Muqiu and the other five knew about her existence.

On the eve of the annual festival, she used the excuse of going to Wushan to practice, thinking that she had deceived Tong Jia Muqiu and went deep into the peaks of Wushan. What people didn't suspect was that what she was asking for was the secret hidden in the belly of Wushan Mountain thousands of years ago. She searched in Wushan for a whole month, and finally entered the belly of Wushan Mountain through a top-secret hidden entrance on a thunderstorm night.

Zhu Beichen had goosebumps all over his body, what was in the belly of the mountain that was hollowed out thousands of years ago, how small is a woman's power, what would it be like to be under the huge wall space full of mysterious crises, this woman is so bold.

"And then?" He was anxious to know what Tong Jia Muqiu's sixth apprentice saw in the mountain, and how to arrange it in the belly of the mountain in order to change the landform pattern and lead to feng shui changes. Naturally, there should be a feng shui pattern evolution and arrangement in the first volume of the Yin Fu Sutra, but unfortunately that volume is a golden text, and I still can't understand it.

"She's crazy!" Sanqian had a sad face, and the tone of his voice could even make Zhu Beichen feel a little lonely.

What the! Lose your marbles! In Zhu Beichen's shocked gaze, there was even a hidden curiosity, what would make a woman crazy in the belly of the mountain under his feet. According to Sanqian, this woman is the most likely to step into the level of the clan witch first, so it stands to reason that she should have been at the level of the high priest when she entered the mountain. She possessed extraordinary abilities, and it was a miracle that she was able to explore the entrance to the belly of Wushan Mountain in a month's time.

But, she's crazy.

Wushan is inextricably linked with each generation of Heishui River owners, and the opening of the entrance to Wushan will alarm the contemporary Heimiao patriarchs.

What she didn't know was that after Tong Jia Muqiu inherited the throne in her early years, she had already placed a ban around Wushan, and she would know if someone trespassed on the forbidden land of Wushan.

Three days later, when she reappeared, she was in a coma on the banks of the Blackwater River. It took a whole year before he woke up, and when he woke up, his consciousness disappeared and he went crazy.

The first time Tong Jia Muqiu was angry in her life was forty years ago, so she sent someone to Wushan Mountain, let her fend for herself, and vowed that she would never see this disciple again and never see each other again for the rest of her life.

In fact, as Tong Jia Muqiu said, until he was dying ten years ago, he had never seen this apprentice again.

But this disciple had a feeling in the dark, and on the night of Tong Jia Muqiu's death, he actually came to his senses. She was grateful for Tong Jia Muqiu's kindness for many years, and escaped back to Miao Village overnight, but she didn't dare to step into the bamboo building.

In front of an unmanned bluestone road, facing the location of Tong Jiamu Qiuzhulou, he knelt for a whole night.

The clansmen, who were immersed in grief that night, faintly saw a figure kneeling in the shadows until the next day.

"The witches in the clan are all from the same school, and the level of the demon clan is above my grandfather, even if it is a sacrifice ceremony, we may not be the opponent of the ram Yu." After the foreshadowing of the big paragraph, it was only after the three thousand that the matter was revealed.

The disciple of Tong Jia Muqiu's secret transmission must have extraordinary abilities, if she is sober, I am afraid that it is not just the level of the clan witch now.

Hongliang thought more and more far-reaching, after all, decades have passed, Tong Jia Muqiu has also passed away, and the past has gradually been forgotten by the clan. Only by finding that woman, as long as she is willing to teach in person, in a short period of time, Sanqian and Zhu Beichen will have the hope of showing their hands and feet after the ceremony.

"The most important thing is that our family still has something to do with her." San Qian always seemed reluctant to mention Tong Jia Muqiu's apprentice, and Zhu Beichen blamed the reason on her disdain caused by her exile.

The story of Hongliang, the relay of the three thousand, ends here. While talking, the bumpy and steep mountain road has passed most of the way, and after Wushan, there are still endless peaks of mountains thousands of meters apart.