Under the moon and stars, the two rode horses and galloped all the way.

Xu Mochen unfolded his divine sense, swept around, and did not find the so-called abnormality, he didn't understand how Shu Wuyin said about the plague god.

However, every time Shu Wuyin came to a fork in the road, he jumped down to take a closer look, but it seemed to be the same.

She was wearing a strong suit, and her figure was even more slender and graceful when she looked back, carrying a bow and arrows, and she looked like a chivalrous woman.

It's a pity that this is the realm of cultivating immortals, and Gu Wu is also destined to have no future.

After coming and going, the two of them had already left the surrounding area of the capital, and they were very far away.

Shu Wuyin suddenly stopped her horse, and she pointed ahead: "Where should it be, I feel very strong." ”

Xu Mochen saw that there was a fire in front of him, and it seemed that it was a village, and some ceremony was being held.

"It's the Dongzhuang tribe," Shu Wuyin explained, "I've read Master's travelogue, which records that in the northeastern part of the capital, there are such ethnic groups, not many of them, who have lived in the area of the Red River basin for generations.

Look at the firelight, it should be a bonfire, and now it's just the New Year, and they are holding the Ant Kidnapping Festival. ”

"Ant Kidnapping?" Xu Mochen heard about it for the first time.

"It's the name of the Eastern Zhuang clan for frogs," Shu Wuyin smiled back, "Their clan thinks that it is the god of frogs who is in charge of the wind and rain, so they have always had a tradition of worshipping them." ”

Xu Mochen is novel: "Frogs can also become gods." ”

But it's not impossible, after all, this world can cultivate immortals.

Perhaps in ancient times, the people of this clan met the immortal cultivators who transformed into frogs, and left an immortal relationship between the two, so that to this day, this tradition is still preserved.

This is the case with the interdependence between the human race and the immortal cultivators.

The frog's words belong to the demon beast world, turn around and ask Tang Derun, maybe he knows something.

"I've calculated, today should be the last day of the Ant Kidnapping Festival, and there will be many rituals," Shu Wuyin slowly rode his horse forward, "One of them is to catch the plague god." ”

Of course, this is just a wish of the Terrans, and they don't have the ability to really catch the plague god.

Xu Mochen was puzzled: "Then what kind of plague god are you talking about, and you still came here?" ”

"According to my analysis," Shu Wuyin smiled, "this plague god is not strong, and the reason why he came here is because of the awe of the people, which is also the source of his strength." ”

That is, He needs the power of faith.

Xu Mochen was silent, the relationship between the human race and the immortal cultivators was really indescribable.

Coming to the vicinity of the entrance of the village, Shu Wuyin jumped off the horse and tied the horse: "Go first and take a look." ”

At the entrance, there were several villagers with weapons guarding them, and when they saw the two of them, they were muttering.

They are not from the Daqian tribe and do not understand the language.

Shu Wuyin stepped forward frankly, and he was able to talk to them.

After a while, several people came inside, and one of them was wearing the clothes of the Great Qian.

"The two of them are Daqian, how could they come here," the man said in a pure Daqian, "In the next week, Cheng, they are merchants who come and go here." ”

It turned out to be a businessman, Xu Mochen smiled: "Passing by here, I saw a fire, so I stopped by." ”

Zhou Cheng also smiled: "That's fate, this is the residence of the Dongzhuang clan, and now their Ant Kidnapping Festival is being held, and the two of them can participate together." ”

Saying that, he looked at the two, not like brother and sister, nor like husband and wife, the clothes were luxurious, and he couldn't guess the head.

Xu Mochen didn't care, but Shu Wuyin nodded: "Then let's take a look." ”

Zhou Cheng turned around and led the way, and by the way, Xu Mochen looked all the way over, this custom is very special.

In the middle of the village, there is a bonfire, and many villagers are dancing in a circle around the bonfire, wearing strange masks on their faces.

"It has also been inherited for thousands of years," Zhou Cheng explained, "It is said that when the Eastern Zhuang people migrated over, they happened to encounter a major drought for many years and almost wiped out.

Later, with the blessing of the frog god, out of the water, the wind and rain were smooth, and the family has been reproduced to this day. ”

This can be regarded as a relatively good fate between immortal cultivators and human races.

It is estimated that such a relatively closed place can form such a stable relationship.

"Then this frog god," Xu Mochen was curious, "can you still see it now?" ”

"That's an ancient legend," Zhou Cheng laughed when he heard it, "Just like the great Qianfolk, there are also many stories of fairies descending to earth, but they are just stories, and they can't be too true." ”

Xu Mochen was noncommittal, thinking that most of them should not be stories.

Mortals have memories of contact with immortal cultivators.

It's just that it was treated as a legend.

Shu Wuyin's gaze kept sweeping around, and she was carefully checking the plague god.

When Xu Mochen passed by the villagers' houses, his divine sense continued to sweep in, and sure enough, he found that there were also people in the village who had the plague.

Shu Wuyin's judgment was correct, the plague god did come here.

"In the village, there is something difficult to do." Xu Mochen asked in a low voice.

"Childe," Zhou Cheng's smile stiffened slightly, "It's not a secret, there have been many villagers who have suddenly become ill recently, and this disease is more or less present in many villages along the road from the capital."

I guess it's a plague, but it's not just in time for the ritual of catching the plague god, so I hope it can ward off evil. ”

"I have a matter, I don't know if Brother Zhou can help," Xu Mochen thought and took out a jade pendant, "Actually, I don't hide it from Brother Zhou, I tracked it all the way because of this disease."

At dawn tomorrow, can Brother Zhou take this jade pendant and return along the road, if he meets officers and soldiers, he can show it to the person who takes the lead, and they will come to help. ”

"It turned out to be a nobleman," Zhou Cheng was taken aback, "The adult is a ...... in the capital."

"Embroidered clothes," Xu Mochen smiled, "This matter needs to be dealt with urgently, otherwise there will be more and more patients, and it will get out of control." ”

Zhou Cheng nodded: "Understood, I'll leave this matter to you."

However, my lord, the customs of the Dongzhuang people are different from those of the Daqian, so please pay attention. ”

"Naturally," Xu Mochen nodded, "So when the time comes, Brother Zhou will need to mediate." ”

Zhou Cheng is a businessman, and he is considered to be the lowest in the ancient Shinong industrial and commercial ranks.

I didn't expect to be able to help the government.

If you leave a relationship of fate, you can act well in the future, and if you integrate government and business, of course, the benefits will be more.

After getting the task, Zhou Cheng had to discuss with the village chief and patriarch.

This plague catching ritual is to be carried out, which is the sustenance of faith.

But if you are really sick, you still need to be treated in time.

At this point, Zhou Cheng from Daqian has a higher vision than the aborigines.

But to convince them, you need an additional reason.

Xu Mochen breathed a sigh of relief, Tang Derun got the news, and he would definitely inform Zhao Lingbo of them.

There are many large and small villages along the way, which are not dealt with in time, and if they spread, it may be the result of the destruction of the entire village.

Immortal cultivators who do such things are guilty of unforgivable!

He had just arranged it, only to feel the sleeves of his shirt pulling, and when he looked back, Shu Wuyin pointed to the deep mountains behind the village: "If I don't feel wrong, I should hide in there."

There is some power of faith in this village, and the plague god is ready to feast. ”