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The old man of the Miao nationality before was indeed true, along the way, although Meng Zhi saw all kinds of Miao people, but without exception, they were extremely friendly to themselves, if it were not for the difference in service, Meng Zhi thought that he was still in the Central Plains now.

Now Mengjiao came to the Miao people alone, the so-called local customs, although there is an inn here, but it is built at the junction of the Han people and the Miao people hundreds of kilometers away from Bai Miao, and it is also a trade between the Han and Miao peoples, and the merchants are endless, so the inn is a lot, but the Meng Foot is in the pole hole where there are many Bai Miao people at the moment, this place is the core residence of the Bai Miao people for generations, and the merchants are all living in the local Miao family, and the Meng Foot is no exception, and this place is also extremely enthusiastic about the Han people.

"Guest of the Central Plains, I wonder when you will leave?" The person who spoke was none other than Adam, a man from the Miao family who Meng Wei had borrowed.

Meng Zhi was stunned for a moment, and said, "Could it be that I am disturbing you?" If so...... said this, he took out ten taels with him: "So, is it enough?"

Adamu held his hands on his chest and bowed, "Do you look down on us Miao people? We will not succumb to the guests from the Central Plains for this money!"

Hearing this, Meng Wei hurriedly put away the silver taels and said apologetically: "I have no such intention! It's just that I thought I was going to drive me out with those words before!"

Adam said with a smile: "No, it's just that in two days it will be the Huashan Festival of my Miao people, if the guests are not in a hurry to leave, they can stay and spend the festival with my Miao people, maybe you can find a favorite Miao woman!"

Meng Nao was stunned for a moment, and said, "I'm too young now, right? Besides, I don't know anything about the Huashan Festival!"

Adam shook his head and said: "At this time of year, many men from the Central Plains will come to participate in the festival, in order to be able to marry a Miao girl!" Then he said: "The Huashan Festival, also known as "jumping field", "jumping flowers", "playing with Huashan", or "stepping on Huashan", is the traditional festival of our Miao people, which originates from the courtship activities of young men and women, and will be held around this time of year. Both black and white seedlings will come to participate, and the number of people often reaches tens of thousands, and the scale is grand and jubilant. ”

Meng Wei was puzzled: "Black Miao will also come to participate?"

Adam nodded and said, "That's right! During the Huashan Festival, Miao men and women met and understood each other by singing and dancing together. The Miao people help the old and the young from all directions, dressed in colorful Miao costumes, and the flower mountain field is crowded with people, and the crowd is boiling. When the "Flower Pole Head" toasts and blesses the people who come to participate in the festival, it is announced that the "Flower Mountain Festival" has begun. Suddenly, the gongs and drums on the Huashan field rang out in unison, so it was not lively. People dance around the flower poles to the beat of musical instruments such as reeds, suona, and huqin. some dance kick-to-foot dances and three-step dances; Some hit reed sheng racks; Some dance the lion dance. Those who dance well in the lion dance are eligible to climb to the top of the flower pole and take down two bottles of good wine and a pig's head as prizes. During the Huashan Festival, horse races, martial arts performances, and bullfighting competitions are also held, and the winners are dressed in red and hung with colors. It's very honorable, and you will get a certain bonus. ”

Meng Zhi said: "I didn't expect it to be so grand, almost catching up with the Spring Festival of my Han nationality!"

Adamu nodded excitedly and said, "That's true! In previous years, it was already so grand, and this year I am afraid that it will far exceed the specifications of previous years!"

Meng Zhi wondered, "Why is this?"

Adam said: "This year, the high priest announced that the descendants of my Miao Nuwa god will also participate, although she is young, she is enough to meet the joy of the people! This is the first time in my life to see the descendants of the god Nuwa, I am already so excited, so wouldn't the other Miao people be better than me?"

At this time, Meng Wei's heart was full of suspicions, the black and white Miao saw that the contradiction was so deep, but the Huashan Festival the day after tomorrow was so grand, and Nuwa's descendants would participate, could it be that the high priest didn't guard against the Hei Miao people taking the opportunity to make trouble? or even robbing Nuwa's descendants? It seems that only the day after tomorrow is when the mystery is revealed.

said that on the other side, Murong Ziying and the four of them had returned to the faction, Yun Tianhe went to the forbidden land to visit Xuanxiao, but Murong Ziying came to Qionghua Palace alone to see Shu Yao. Su Yao listened to Murong Ziying's narration and asked in a very disappointed tone, "As you said, Su Xin refused to come back?"

Murong Ziying took out the box that Su Xin handed over to him, handed it to Shu Yao with both hands, and said, "Uncle Shi instructed that if the head of the family wants to ask, open this box and you can know." ”

Shu Yao glanced at the box, only to see that the workmanship on it was extremely fine, and said suspiciously: "Oh? Let's just do what she said, let's see what it means......" said and opened the box, only to see that there was nothing in the box, Su Yao was feeling strange, and suddenly heard a familiar voice from the box: "Senior sister, it's me." ”

Su Yao heard that it was Su Xin's voice, and just wanted to ask, only to hear Su Xin say again: "Senior sister, I made this 'Tibetan sound box' myself, how about it, it's very good, right?" Then there was a faint laughter, and Su Yao's complexion turned cold, and her face showed a slight anger. As if seeing her expression, Su Xin explained softly: "Senior sister, don't be angry first, I know that I left Kunlun Mountain in a fit of anger because I had a dispute with other disciples over a trivial matter, which made you very embarrassed......

Su Yao listened to her talk about the past, but she was silent, and heard Su Xin say again: "On the mountain, you are the best person for me, maybe because we have similar temperaments, the same competitiveness, the same refusal to admit defeat...... I don't care about anything else, but when I think of living up to my senior sister's expectations over the years, I don't dare to come back even more when I think of discarding what I have learned from cultivating immortals...... After I went down the mountain, I followed an old man who learned to make a mechanism, he was a descendant of the 'Yanshi' lineage, and he was very knowledgeable...... Later, I traveled all over the world, only to find that the world is more vast than I imagined, even if I don't cultivate the immortal path, I can still travel in the universe and ride the wind, in the endless world, people are so small, many things that were originally valued have become less important......"

Su Yao's face changed, her phoenix eyes widened, and she seemed to be very dissatisfied with Su Xin's words, so she only heard Su Xin continue: "So, I think it is more suitable for me to drink and walk the rivers and lakes every day...... It's better not to see each other than to see each other, but I hope that Su Xin will always be the rampaging little sister in your mind...... Senior sister, take care ......" After saying this, the box "squeaked" and closed again.

Shu Yao closed her eyes slightly, was silent for a moment, and asked Ziying: "When you saw Su Xin, she was really as she said just now, she was willing to fall, not only wasted what she had learned, but also drunk and injured herself?"

Murong Ziying heard that the tone of the head was wrong, and hesitated: "Head, this is ......"

Shu Yao said sharply: "Answer truthfully!"

Murong Ziying sighed and said slowly, "Yes...... Uncle Shi, she does have a drinking business-" Before she finished speaking, she saw Su Yao's grim expression and shouted angrily: "That's enough! I will tell the disciples in charge of the directory to remove the name of the soul. ”

Murong Ziying was taken aback: "Master, what do you mean...... You want to expel Uncle Shi from the door wall?!"

Su Yao has an indifferent temperament, and her popularity in the Qionghua faction has never been very good, and the only one she has a good relationship with is her sister Su Xin. Ten years ago, Su Xin said goodbye without saying goodbye, and the most sentimental and regretful was Su Yao, so she also repeatedly asked her disciples to go down the mountain to find Su Xin's whereabouts, and she didn't expect to really see Su Xin today, but she was officially expelled from the sect, which is really incomprehensible.

Shu Yao paused heavily, and said solemnly: "Yes! This faction is at the time of employing people, but she behaves like this, and her words and deeds are misbehaving, and she practices the techniques of the left way of the side door, insulting the reputation of my Qionghua faction, what is the use of me keeping her?" Seeing Ziying's surprised face, her heart suddenly annoyed, and she waved her hand vigorously and said: "I have made up my mind, don't say more!"

Seeing Murong Ziying withdraw from the hall, Su Yao looked at the empty Qionghua Palace, holding the Tibetan sound box tightly in her hand, making a creaking sound, and then sighed gloomily: "Su Xin, I didn't expect that even you are like this, the world has changed, and it is cold...... The seats are full of clothes, and no one is a bosom friend. It's a pity that the demon world is coming, but there is no one around me who can trust it, the sky, why treat me like this Qionghua ......" (to be continued.) )