There are many barren mountains in Liangzhou, and there are many wild rituals in barren mountains.

Hanjiazhai is just a small village in Woniuling, the villagers are only four or five hundred people, among the three mountains and nine mountains, there are few small villages like Hanjiazhai.

Jingle Bell ......

This is the bell on the neck of the pack horse, the pack horse is a unique horse breed in Liangzhou, although the head is short, but the limbs are thick, it is not a problem to cross the mountains and mountains, so the merchants use the pack horse to form a horse team, walking between the three mountains and nine mountains.

The so-called relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, although the barren mountain can not be cultivated, but the mountain is prolific and valuable, as well as mountain mushrooms, fungus, pecans and other mountain goods, these mountain goods are simple and easy to obtain for the people in the village, but the merchants regard them as treasures.

Every month, the merchants would let pack horses carry grain and salt, and then walk between the three mountains and nine mountains, only need to walk up three or five villages, and the grain on the back of the pack horses will become equal weight of medicinal herbs and mountain goods.

The mountain goods are just small heads, and the real big heads are medicinal herbs!

There is no money in the mountains, all of them are bartered, and there is no fixed price between the merchants and the village, a bag of grain can be exchanged for a hundred-year-old ginseng, and after the horse team comes out of the mountain, this old ginseng can be exchanged for a hundred bags of grain!

"The horse team is coming! the horse team is coming!"

Hearing the bell of the pack horses, the people in the stockade rushed to tell each other, the women carried baskets on their backs, which were filled with dried medicinal herbs, and the men pushed wheelbarrows, carrying the hides made of nitrate and some mountain goods.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze! There's plenty of food, everyone can get it, you come one by one!"

The leader of the horse team seemed to be accustomed to the swarming villagers, and he took two helpers with him, and soon arranged the villagers in an orderly manner.

The horse team that came this time had twenty pack horses, and the scale was not very large, and it was estimated that the goods would be changed after walking through two stockades.

Even so, for the leader of the horse team, the trip was still very profitable, because he did not come to the mountains for the purpose of trading at all.

"Hehe, this son, Hanjiazhai has arrived, look ......"

The two helpers were still busy trading with the villagers, but the leader of the horse team came to the rear and looked at a boy in a green shirt with a flattering expression.

This green-shirted boy has a face like a crown of jade, carries a long sword, and obviously follows the horse team all the way, but his body is still clean and dusty, not like a mortal! .

"Is this Hanjiazhai?

"In the entire Woniu Ridge, only this one village is called Hanjiazhai, it won't be wrong!" replied the leader of the horse team, patting his chest.

The boy in the green shirt nodded, took out a fist-sized piece of gold from his arms, and gently threw it to the leader of the horse team.

"Thank you for the reward!" the head of the horse team bowed down with a smile and saluted, and left with the gold in his hand.

This is Hanjiazhai? It doesn't look special, Zhang Shuo muttered in his heart.

Thinking of the old beggar's instructions, although Zhang Shuo muttered in his heart, he still raised his feet and walked into the village.

Between the three mountains and nine mountains, it is difficult to count the large and small villages, each village is a small family, and the most respected person in the clan is called the clan elder, who is in charge of all the affairs of the village.

The patriarch of Hanjiazhai is called Han Xun, a thin old man, and when Zhang Shuo found him, he was taking his little grandson to feed the chickens.

"You are the old man of the Korean nationality!" found someone, Zhang Shuo did not delay, and asked directly.

Hearing Zhang Shuo's inquiry, the old man turned around suspiciously, as if he saw Zhang Shuo dressed extraordinarily, so he replied with a smile, "Yes, it's the old man, I don't know what the son commands?"

"This ......" Zhang Shuo carefully recalled the words of the old beggar and said slowly, "I'm here to find Ziyu Niangniang." ”

Hearing Zhang Shuo shout out the four words Ziyu Niangniang, the old man Han, who was originally smiling, immediately became serious.

"Childe is a man from the mountains?" asked Old Man Han.

"It's not. Zhang Shuo shook his head.

"Then what are you looking for Purple Jade Niang?" the old man asked.

"Someone asked me to bring a message to Ziyu Niangniang. Seeing the seriousness on this old man's face, Zhang Shuo decided to tell the truth.

When Old Man Han heard Zhang Shuo's answer, he was silent for a while, and then slowly said to Zhang Shuo, "This son, come with me." ”

Liangzhou has many barren mountains, barren mountains and many wild rituals, each village of the three mountains and nine mountains has its own mountain god and earth, from hundreds of years ago, Hanjiazhai began to worship the purple jade Niangniang, from generation to generation, the incense continues!

The so-called relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, for the various villages in the mountain, the mountain god is the sky!

With the mountain god, the poisonous insects and beasts dare not approach the village, and with the mountain god, the people in the village can accurately find those precious medicinal materials from the mountain!

For hundreds of years, with the blessing of the mountain gods, the natural disasters and wars outside the mountain have no impact on the people in the mountains.

"This son, the old man can only wait for you to come here, as for whether you can see Niangniang, it depends on Niangniang's meaning. ”

Old man Han led Zhang Shuo to a cave, this cave was very large and bright, there was a rock crack at the top of the cave, and clear water gushed out from the rock peak, and converged into a winding stream along the slope of the cave.

Zhang Shuo saw that on the side of the stream, there was a boulder more than two meters high, and a shrine was enshrined on the boulder, and a statue of a god carved from wood was enshrined in the shrine.

Old man Han led Zhang Shuo to the cave and left, leaving only Zhang Shuo and the shrine on the boulder in the cave.

"Who are you?"

Just as Zhang Shuo was curiously observing the shrine, a woman's voice suddenly came from the cave, and the woman's voice sounded dignified and atmospheric, with a sense of superiority.

"The junior Zhang Shuo, on the order of Mushan's predecessors, sent a message to Ziyu Niangniang. ”

Hearing this voice, Zhang Shuo immediately guessed the identity of the woman, so he hurriedly saluted and shouted respectfully.

Mushan is the name of an old beggar, and Zhang Shuo didn't expect that the name of the old beggar, who looks sloppy, sounds so heroic.

Before coming, the old beggar told Zhang Shuoqian that he must be respectful when he sees people, and he must not be rude, so that the old beggar can tell him so, in Zhang Shuo's opinion, this purple jade lady must be a great person.

"Oh, Makiyama, what did he tell you to bring?"

Hearing this, Zhang Shuo only felt a flower in front of him, and suddenly a woman wearing a white veil appeared in front of him, the woman's face was as dignified and majestic as a statue, so that Zhang Shuo couldn't help but lower his head.

"Hui Niangniang, senior, he asked me to talk to you...... The time has come!"