Suddenly, a group of outsiders came to the stockade.

And it is said that he is still a descendant of the former grandfather.

This news spread ten times to hundreds, and it immediately caused a huge sensation in the red deer village.

When the group, led by Sigu and Tog, made their way to the ancestral house in the middle of the stockade, the road was almost crowded with figures.

Everybody.

They all looked at them with curiosity.

Many of them have never been out of Shalong Mountain in their lives, let alone so many Han people.

However, with Sigu and Torg there, they only dared to watch silently, and no one dared to argue.

"That's it."

A moment later.

A bamboo building, which is significantly higher than other chicken coop rooms, appeared in front of everyone.

Because meeting Grandpa is a big deal.

Chen Yulou only brought Partridge Whistle and Red Girl.

The three of them are all old rivers and lakes.

Naturally, it will not be rude.

But the moment they crossed the threshold and saw the statue of Wuhou on the shrine, the three of them were still shocked in their hearts.

I saw that on the shrine, Wuhou was in the middle, and on both sides were tablets dedicated to the ancestor of the Wa people, Simola, and Li Dingguo, the king of the Han Dynasty.

The statue of Wuhou is carved vividly.

Dressed in gossip clothes, holding a goose feather fan, a lupine scarf, and a fairy wind bone.

It was as if sitting on a high platform, quietly watching into the distance.

Moreover, what amazed the three of them the most was that even after more than a thousand years, there was still incense in the ancestral house.

"Marquis Wu made an oath with the barbarian king back then, and we and the seven clans will return to obedience and pass the southwest border of Yongzhen in Shu Han."

"It's been 1,700 years in the blink of an eye."

"The Wa tribes have always adhered to this agreement and will never betray it."

Sigujuda carefully removed a wooden painting from the shrine.

It can be seen that the wood paintings are extremely ancient.

The painting uses cyan paint to record the covenant.

With just a few strokes, there is a feeling of transporting everyone through time and space, bringing them back to a thousand years ago.

"Ladies and gentlemen...... Yi! ”

In his previous life, Chen Yulou had heard about it.

Originally, I always thought there was an apocryphal color, but I didn't expect that there was no processing ingredient at all.

You know, this is not a year, ten years, or a hundred years, but a full seventeen or eight hundred years.

The vicissitudes of life, the change of dynasties.

In the mountains and dense forests that no one remembers, these Wa tribes are still guarding that covenant.

Thousands of years through the ages, after twenty-three dynasties, I am afraid that only Prime Minister Wuhou can do this.

But.

What he admires even more are these people.

You will know it all the way through the stockade.

The life of the red deer village is not good, and it is still living in the era of slash-and-burn farming.

Most of the time, he hunts in the mountains and forests.

If you want to exchange the little skin that you have saved with great difficulty for grain or salt, you have to pass through the vast mountains until you reach the Tusifu City of the Longchuan River Dao Clan hundreds of miles away.

But even so, they held fast to their faith.

That's all.

Nine out of nine in the world, no, it can even be said that no one can do it.

Listening to Xigu Qiuda talk about the events of the year.

Chen Yulou clasped his hands into fists and bowed deeply to the statue of Wuhou in the shrine.

"Where, Where, ......"

Sigu Qiuda waved his hand again and again.

But at this moment, in his cloudy eyes, it was difficult to hide his pride.

It seems that for generations, thousands of years of perseverance have finally responded.

The partridge whistle standing on the side, seeing this scene, subconsciously thought of their Zagrama clan in his mind.

Again, more than a thousand years.

In order to break the curse of ghosts, the ancestors of the past generations have gone forward and succeeded each other until today.

It's just that they are for the life and death of the clan, but the Wa tribes are just because of an agreement.

Partridge Whistle's heart was full of emotion.

Thinking about it, he felt that if Zagrama was replaced by the Wa, they would not be able to do it anyway.

The red girl also had a twinkle in her eyes.

She is not as long-term as Chen Yulou thinks, and she does not have the same heavy responsibilities as a partridge whistle.

Just listened to what Sigu said.

She just thought about the rivers and lakes.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes flaunts the word sincerity.

It's just that people's hearts are unpredictable, even worse than ghosts, and the interests of father and son will kill each other, where is there any sincerity and kindness?

Those people outside, when they mention these tribes, are always full of disdain, and they will be called barbarians in their words.

But......

than to them.

These so-called barbarian people in Red Deer Village don't know how much they are better than them?

"By the way, Dana, although I can speak some Chinese, I can't recognize many words."

"There is a copy in the ancestral house, the letter sent back by the ancestors who followed the King of Han to the south, can you ...... Help us see? ”

Sigutyuda spoke to them again of many things.

It's been a long time.

After he brought the wooden painting back to the shrine, he suddenly remembered something and whispered to Chen Yulou.

King Han going south?

Hearing this, Chen Yulou's eyes couldn't help but look to the side of the shrine.

He didn't know much about Li Dingguo.

I only know that he is the golden beam of the small court of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

With the remnants of the army, he resisted the Qing Dynasty for many years, but unfortunately in the end he was still alone, and after his death, his life's hard work was in vain.

"Good!"

can make all the tribes of the Wa tribe regard him as a figure of almost the same level as Wuhou and Ah Gong.

I don't think it's a general.

Besides, it is not difficult to just read the letter. 、

Chen Yulou did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately agreed.

"Thank you Dana."

Dana is the Wa people's name for the younger generation.

Chen Yulou's bearing was dusty, and everyone who came faintly took him as the leader.

How could Sigu and Torgue not see it?

"That's a big deal." Chen Yulou pushed the door and saw the mountain, "I don't know where the letter is now?" ”

"At the Holy Land of the Clan, Long Moye."

Seeing that he would be wrong, Xigu shook his head and stretched out his hand to point to the depths of the stockade outside the ancestral house.

"Long Moye?"

Hear this obscure name.

Not only was the red girl with Partridge Whistle full of doubts, but Chen Yulou was also confused.

However, it is a holy place.

In his opinion, it should be an important place in the red deer village.

"I'll take you there."

Although Sigu is quite old, his legs and feet are not convenient.

But his personality is still the same as when he was young, he is resolute and resolute, without delay at all, and he will take a few people away immediately.

Get out of the ancestral house.

I saw the shopkeeper come out.

Kunlun, who had been waiting outside, couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

But before he could catch up, he felt the shopkeeper shake his head at him, signaling them to wait.

On the contrary, it is the patriarch Tog, who is worthy of being the person who has been in charge of the red deer village for many years.

For the sophistication of human affairs, it is obvious that he knows more than Xigu, who is immersed in witchcraft such as divination and exorcism.

"Ulo."

He beckoned to Ulo, who was hanging his sword with a bow on his back.

The latter immediately stepped forward.

"How can we let our guests wait outside since ancient times?"

"Xigu and I, if we want to go to Long Moye, you will take our two old guys and entertain the guests who come from afar, do you hear?"

Torgue admonished earnestly.

He could see very clearly that most of the people in the group were young men in their twenties.

And Ulo is the most outstanding of the younger generation in the village.

If you let those old guys entertain you, it might be uncomfortable.

"Yes, Patriarch."

Ulo immediately agreed.

Although I was wary of outsiders before.

But now, seeing that the patriarch and Moba have already brought people into the clan land and Long Moye, where will he care.

After watching the group leave.

With a smile on his face, he walked towards Kunlun.

Among so many people, he admired this big man the most.

All the tribes and tribes under the Shalong Mountain, he has dealt with almost all of them.

But I have never seen such a warrior in a village.

Just standing there.

It gives people a strong sense of oppression.

The other side.

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Chen Yulou and the three of them, following Tog and Xigu, walked all the way through the village, but the direction was getting more and more deviated.

All the way to the dense forest in the back mountain.

As soon as I entered it.

He sensed an inexplicable gloom, as well as ...... An astonishing breath of death.

And.

The deeper you go, the more eerie it becomes.

The Red Girl didn't know much about it.

But the partridge whistle was obviously aware of it, and a pair of eyes narrowed slightly, sweeping around from time to time like a knife.

"It's here!"

Not much.

Sigu and Togue, who had been leading the way, suddenly stopped.

He gestured to the three of them.

Chen Yulou and the others subconsciously looked around.

It's a deserted wasteland.

The big trees that can only be hugged by a few people can be seen everywhere, with knotted roots and canopy like clouds, covering the moonlight overhead.

Plus it's dark at night.

The wasteland was as dark as ink, and a few people only felt that the surrounding area was shrouded in demonic fog, unknown birds and insects chirping, and the sound of gurgling water came from the depths of the forest.

I don't know why.

The moment you step into this place.

Chen Yulou has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He suddenly thought of the ancient raccoon stele, which was almost identical to the ancient beaver except for the ruins and the ruined stone stele.

The red girl is also an old man who is accustomed to walking the rivers and lakes and fighting everywhere.

This will not be noticed.

The left hand secretly withdrew into his sleeve and held a sword in his sleeve, which was a little relieved.

The same goes for Partridge Whistle.

Since the last time I met that old turtle on the Nanpan River.

Even when he was sleeping, his two twenty-ring mirror boxes never left him.

At this moment, Yu Guang looked at the two backs not far away, and his backhand was gently pressed on his waist, until the sense of familiarity came in the palm of his hand, and the solemnity in his eyes faded a little.

It's Chen Yulou.

There wasn't much change in his expression.

Whoop -

Suddenly.

A puff of fire burst into flames.

The firelight dispelled the darkness of the surrounding demonic fog, and several people looked through the firelight.

Only then did I realize that there was no desolation here as I imagined.

Between two large trees in the distance.

There is a bamboo building standing impressively.

It is somewhat similar to the style of the previous ancestral house.

But......

When the three of them looked around the forest, their faces changed.

I saw those ancient trees hanging down, as if they were full of fruit, and on the branches hung ...... Head after head!

Some of them have long since been dried and even turned into white bones.

Some were still bloody, and the strong smell of blood wafted away in the wind.

Looking at the appearance of those heads, it is clear that they are all Yiren from the nearby village.

"Long Mo Ye ......"

"This is the place where the Wa people hunt their heads and worship the gods!"

Look at the shaking heads.

Chen Yulou only felt a shock in his heart, and then suddenly understood.

He said, why is it so depressed as soon as you enter here?

There was also a lingering dead aura in the demon mist.

Now, he has finally come to his senses, and the Wa tribe is the last tribe in the land of southern Yunnan to insist on headhunting and worshipping gods.

For more than 2,000 years.

The Wa people will hold headhunting ceremonies every time they sacrifice to the gods or before spring planting.

It is to hunt people from other tribes, take back the human heads, send them to Long Moye, and sacrifice to the god of ceres, Simola, the legendary god who controls the harvest of grains.

"Headhunter?"

He didn't make a big sound.

Only the three of them could hear it.

Partridge Whistle's face changed slightly.

As the leader of this generation of mountain movers, he has seen more dead people in his life than mountain people may have eaten more salt.

But even he had never heard of such a bloody sacrifice.

"Shh

Seeing that the two of them still want to ask.

Chen Yulou made a gesture of silence.

Sigu and Torg, who had lit the brazier in front of them, had already turned around.

There was no change in the faces of the two of them, and they seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time.

Come to think of it, as the patriarch of the red deer village and Moba, one leads the clan, and the other masters the witchcraft of communicating with the gods.

Perhaps, headhunters are their orders, how can they be uncomfortable?

"Three Dana, come with me."

Wait to follow them into the bamboo building.

Chen Yulou found that there were obvious traces of human life in this place.

Then look at the knotted straw ropes, white bones and wooden paintings all over the ground.

He reacted immediately.

The bamboo building is the residence of Mobasigu.

It's just that......

How could he, an old man of sixty or seventy, live in such a dark and hot flash, crowded valley all year round?

However, these thoughts, he only dared to slander a few words, and would never reveal them between his faces.

Sigu familiarly lit the oil lamp on the table.

By the light of the fire, he carefully took out a letter from the cupboard.

The letter was yellowed, raw, and not in a more recent style.

"Dana, this is the letter from the ancestors sent back by the King of Han back then, look at ......"

Sigu seemed to hold it very dear to it, and said softly.

"Okay."

Chen Yulou did not delay.

He took the letter and opened it.

The ink words suddenly jumped on the paper.

After a casual glance, he had a rough idea of the content of the letter.

It was a man named Sangre, and before he died, he asked his Han comrades in the army to write it.

said that although he died, he also kept the agreement with Ah Gong with blood, and even defended the dignity of Malu Village with his life.

Let the people in the village not mourn.

He took the first step to meet Ah Gong and the ancestors of the past generations.

It's just that......

Listening to Chen Yulou read the letter word by word.

The two old men, Sigu and Tog, had already burst into tears.

The Wa people have no written heritage.

Hundreds of years have passed, and there are very few people in the red deer village who still know Chinese.

As a result, the contents of the epistle gradually became unknown.

It wasn't until today that the two of them finally learned what was written in the book.

At that time, the king of Han recruited warriors in various departments in southern Yunnan and followed him south to the west.

A total of seventeen people went to the red deer village, but unfortunately, everyone died, but only one letter was sent back.

Holding the letter, Chen Yulou felt heavy and really didn't know how to comfort him.

"This is the glory of my red deer village."

"Thank you, Dana, so that I can know what is written in this letter before I am buried in the earth."

Sigu put the epistle away again.

Now that a matter of heart has finally fallen, he has calmed down a lot.

Torgue didn't speak Chinese, but judging by his look, it was exactly what he thought.

"You're welcome......

Chen Yulou shook his head.

When he was hesitating how to ask about Shalong Mountain.

Sigu's cloudy eyes, but they seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and look at the three people.

"If you have anything, you have a great favor to my red deer village, no matter what kind of conditions are proposed, I Xigu will promise you."

"This ......"

Broken minds.

Chen Yulou did not hesitate.

Before entering the village outside the Snake River, in fact, I also wanted to ask the mountain people here about the things about Shalong Mountain.

"Siguqiuda, I wonder if you know where the Worm Valley is located?"

See him ask.

Partridge Whistle and Red Maiden also looked at each other intently.

Waiting for Sigu's answer.

It's just that......

Hear the word worm valley.

Xigu's face changed suddenly, and his tone was a little anxious.

"You're going to Worm Valley?!"

"It's a forbidden area for the living, a place forsaken by ghosts and gods."

(End of chapter)

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