The Deer Festival, from early in the morning, began to be noisy on the street, and what interested Yan Qingli was that there was even a lion dance team.

Yan Qingli was called up by Wan Yan Gu very early, and changed into the traditional clothes of the Beirong clan together. So Yan Qingli's house soon became lively. Yan Qingli simply cooked some noodles for everyone, decorated with green onions, sesame oil floating, and the fragrance was so pervasive that Li Yan hurriedly opened his sleepy eyes.

After everyone feasted for a while, they went to the site of the Deer Festival, which was the square at the time of the last expedition. At this time, the square has been decorated in the most traditional style of Beirong. And the Beirong people who are wearing all kinds of animal skin clothes around, and there are many people wearing Central Plains costumes to watch the play.

The totem of the Beirong people is the deer, and it is the deer that gives life to the Beirong people before the cattle and sheep graze. Therefore, the Beirong people are proud to hunt deer, so there is a deer festival, and the leader is called the deer head.

Yan Qingli looked at the grand scene that he had never seen before, and there was a primitive and wild beauty.

With dozens of wild young descendants of the Beirong tribe playing drums and music, the Deer Festival officially began.

The music of the Beijung people is very simple and stylish, and its unique instruments include the deerskin drum, the deer bone flute, and a deer head fiddle similar to the horse head fiddle.

Yan Qingli listened to the traditional music of the Beirong tribe while watching the enthusiastic performance of the young people in the field, Yan Qingli couldn't help but think of Inner Mongolia in his previous life, maybe the Naadam Conference that he learned from books was also like this, of course, he had not seen it, so he could only guess.

"Look, the patriarch is here!!" A young man of the Beirong tribe shouted!

Yan Qingli and the others cast their eyes, only to see a sturdy middle-aged man, holding a walking stick of human height, the upper part of which was carved into the shape of a deer's head.

It is the Patriarch of Wanyan Eagle!

And at this time, he was wearing a whole piece of freshly peeled off deer skin connected to the deer's head, Wanyan Eagle had a deer head on his head, and his body was stained with blood from the deer head and the deer skin, at this time he was more like a primitive barbarian, which was also the original appearance of the Beirong tribe, although it was not Ru Mao drinking blood, but it was also very barbaric.

This couldn't help but remind Yan Qingli of a record in a history book he had read.

Beirong tribe, more than 200,000 people, in the first year of Changning south to attack the imperial border city of Youzhou, only three days to break the city, after the Confucian general Jiang Shuwei to break it with the art of war, all killed, only 1,000 people remained. Later, they were called the sin clan and guarded the Great Wall in the north.

Although the Beirong tribe has declined today, the 200,000 Beirong army broke through Youzhou City on three days, which shows the courage and ferocity of the Beirong tribe. You must know that at that time, the main defender of Youzhou City was one of the founding generals of the Changning Empire.

Yan Qingli looked at Wan Yan Ying on the stage, and there was some yearning in her heart, but she shook her head with a smile.

In the field, Wan Yan Ying's rich voice was worn.

"The competition is not only a coming-of-age ceremony for the young people of my Beirong tribe, but also a competition for the young people in the tribe. This deer head reward can be described as unprecedented, and it is very likely that there will be no one in the future, this is a treasure of the upper grade, an ancient seal. It is unknown where he came from, and his role is unknown, but he is indeed an authentic treasure of the highest grade! ”

Wan Yan Ying's words made the audience in an uproar, and there were not a few treasures on the ground steps, even in the entire northern realm, but after Wan Yan Ying's words, everyone completely gave up.

Yan Qingli was also slightly stunned, the top grade of the ground steps is indeed a good treasure, but after hearing Yan Ying's introduction later, he was even more interested.

According to his own experience, this treasure of unknown origin must have some secrets, and these secrets will definitely have great opportunities behind them.

However, this kind of treasure often carries great cause and effect, if the person does not have a strong life, then he will be affected by the cause and effect of the treasure, and he will be injured at least and die at worst.

Yan Qingli shook his head, his little neck crooked, I don't want this thing.

But as soon as he made this decision, Yan Qingli's eyes suddenly became blurred and became hollow, yes, after many days, Yan Qingli entered that dream.

Let's call it Yan Qingli's daydreaming behavior.

It's a familiar monster again, a familiar departure, a familiar escape, but Yan Qingli's left arm is fine, and just when he was about to be caught up by the monster, an ancient seal suddenly appeared in front of him, suppressing the monster and helping Yan Qingli escape.

In this way, Yan Qingli's eyes gradually cleared, and he recovered from the realm of daydreaming.

With a sharp pain in his right hand, Yan Qingli was finally fully awake, he hurriedly raised his right arm to take a look, and his face changed dramatically in an instant, as ugly as eating a defense.

Because there are two big words written on his right arm: "Stupid*"

"I'm wiping it, my right hand is scolding me, why are you scolding me, is it because I can't lift the knife or can't control you, believe it or not, I also cut you?!"

Combined with the "daydreaming realm" just now and the handwriting on his right arm, Yan Qingli understood that there must be some unknown existence in his body, and he was using a dream and handwriting to remind me what to do next.

"System? System Dad? Yan Qingli shouted quietly in his heart, but the handwriting on his arm did not change, it was still the word "stupid*".

Yan Qingli looked disappointed, not only did she not find the "system father" who could hang up on her, but she was scolded for being "stupid*" by the guy who didn't know where she came from. And this guy seems to know what's going on in his mind.

Yan Qingli instantly felt that his privacy had been violated, thinking about all kinds of crookedness and narcissism in the past, Yan Qingli was a little embarrassed, lost, and socially dead.

In this way, Yan Qingli could understand the meaning of that existence and wanted to take down this ancient seal by himself.

In fact, Yan Qingli's heart refused, because that thing scolded him for being "stupid*", but then he thought about it, what if that thing was really his own system. So he didn't dare to provoke, and obediently did what he said.

Next, Wan Yan Ying announced several other treasures that were slightly inferior to the ancient seals, which were also very attractive boutiques.

There are flying swords in the middle of the Xuan Rank, bone knives in the lower grades of the Xuan Rank, and various treasures in the Yellow Rank.

……

Qin Mu was anxious, yes, anxious.

Originally, a group of five people walked well, but when they passed through the Beirong Clan Square, the man with a wooden knife on his waist disappeared.

Qin Mu was anxious not because he cared about this man, but because he was afraid that he would fail because of this man. What if this man is a mole?

However, at this time, the man with the wooden knife pinned to his waist had already walked slowly and leisurely to Yan Qingli's approach.

He was holding a dog's tail grass that he didn't know where to pick it from, and with his hands crossed behind his head, he came behind Yan Qingli.

"Xiange, why did you come here?" As he spoke, he patted Yan Qingli.

Yan Qingli turned his head, but found a middle-aged man he didn't know, and there was some curiosity in his eyes.

"What did you say, Your Excellency? What song? Do we know each other? ”

The middle-aged man looked at Yan Qingli in front of him, and his heart instantly understood, so he said haha.

"I said, little brother, why are you here?"

"The deer hunt hasn't started yet, so watch the show here for a while." Although Yan Qingli was full of question marks, he still answered politely.

"Hello little brother, my name is Xin, trustworthy Xin, you can call me Xinye." The middle-aged man introduced himself in a respectful manner.

Yan Qingli's face twitched, and he was a little speechless at this middle-aged man, why is this thing so pretending, it can pretend to be better than me.

"In Xia Yan Qingli, you can call me Yan Ye." Although Yan Qingli is young, he is not to be outdone.

The latter snorted and laughed, and Xin Ye spat out the dog's tail grass from the corner of his mouth.

"How old are you kid, and you dare to call yourself a master, your hair hasn't grown yet, right?!" Xin Ye was not angry, but a little curious, but he was looking at this young man in his heart.

Although he was missing an arm, his body was straight, his body was strong and powerful, his face was delicate, and he had a slight bookish air.