Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 100

Chapter 100 Red Deer Wa Village Demon Basi Gu

"this…"

“Brother Chen, Bamoap once said that the natives here are extremely hostile to outsiders, is that true?”

 Hear this.

Partridge Whistle, who was riding on horseback, could not help but frown slightly and said hesitantly.

 “Brother Dao, don't worry.”

“Just to get in touch, it's best if you can enter the village. If you can't, it's okay. The mountains here are continuous, so you can find a valley to set up camp.”

Chen Yulou smiled and said casually.

 Then he waved the guy away.

 See him so calm.

Partridge Whistle didn't have much to say, he just raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the guy disappeared.

Looking across the dense forest.

You can still vaguely see a winding and vast river, and the sound of rushing water echoes around.

 Except for him, everyone else was also worried.

After passing the ancient city of Nanjian, they encountered many villages along the way. However, they saw outsiders passing by from a distance. The gates were either closed, or they were holding spears and looking menacing.

The cave dweller Miao village in Laoxiong Ridge.

 There has been trade with foreign countries for generations.

 So guarded against outsiders.

This place is so remote that the natives are not civilized. They even live in the era of slash and burn farming.

 Are there any exceptions?

 But it was the shopkeeper who said it, and it was not easy for them to refute it.

The group could only sit on horseback and watch from a distance, waiting in silence. Only the horses beneath them sneezed a few times, or neighed a few times as they walked back and forth.

 Their thoughts.

How could Chen Yulou not understand?

 He also saw what happened along the way.

 It's just that this place is really not the same as other places.

 The descendants of the ancient Di Qiang people, the Wa people.

These two keywords alone were enough for him to take the risk.

Thousands of years ago, Prime Minister Zhuge pacified the Southern Barbarians and made an agreement with the Wa people. The Wa people will always be the gatekeepers of the country for the Han people for generations.

 More than two hundred years ago.

There was also Li Dingguo, a famous general of the Southern Ming Dynasty, who swore an alliance with the various tribes and raised troops south to the west, stirring up chaos in the world.

This Wa village has been settled here for generations, and it is very likely that they still remember the agreement to guard the gate and the oath made by the King of Han.

This is what Chen Yulou is betting on.

certainly.

It's okay even if the mountain people don't want them to enter the village.

This trip to Zhelong Mountain was originally intended to steal the tomb of King Xian. Too much talk would make many mistakes.

 Waiting for a moment.

The guy left and came back.

However, unlike the anxiety before, his face at this moment was full of surprise.

“Shopkeeper, we have contacted that brother just now. We heard that our Han people came from afar, so we specially invited the clan leader, saying that as long as he showed his identity, he could enter the village.”

"Can?!"

 As soon as I heard this.

　　The eyes of the thieves, who were still in shock and uncertainty, suddenly lit up.

There are rolling mountains here, and it's almost getting dark.

If you really want to camp in the mountains, the dangers can be imagined.

 But entering the village is different.

Perhaps there will be something warm to eat.

"Yes, when I came back, I saw a group of people coming out of the village from a distance, and two old men, who seemed to have a high status, rushing towards the river."

The guy responded quickly.

“Okay, everyone, come with me to pay my respects first.”

Hearing this, Chen Yulou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

 He knew that he had made the right bet.

Those two old men are most likely the patriarchs and village masters of the clan.

 The fact that they came out of the stronghold to welcome us already explains everything.

Immediately slapped the horse on its back and rushed to the river. Others did not dare to delay and chased after him one after another.

Waiting through the dense forest.

 From a distance, you can see a big river running across the mountains.

 Meandering and winding, shaped like a giant white python.

 “Snake River…”

Chen Yulou stood by the water. Before he even got close, he could feel a wave of cold water vapor rushing towards his face, sweeping away the heat of the rush.

 The Snake River was formed by the convergence of streams after the ice and snow on Zhelong Mountain melted.

 Flowing among the mountains and forests.

 Finally joins the Lancang River.

 On the other side of the Snake River, one can indeed vaguely see an old village.

At first glance, it is either a stilt-style bamboo building or a two-story chicken coop house made of grass and trees.

 See these two obvious characteristics.

Chen Yulou was even more convinced that this place must be a Wa village.

Out of nearly a hundred ethnic groups in southern Yunnan, only the Wa people live in this unique cage house.

The mountains and forests are full of poisons, snakes, insects, rats and ants are everywhere. In addition, it is rainy in the mountains. People live in the upper floors of the chicken coops and raise some chickens and ducks at the bottom, which can perfectly adapt to this environment and landscape.

 At this moment.

 The tree-lined path with a canopy of trees like clouds.

Two gray-haired old men, one on the left and one on the right, were coming with wooden sticks.

 Except them.

 There are also many young people.

 Each of them is strong and strong, with a short sword hanging on his waist and a bamboo bow on his back.

 See the situation.

Chen Yulou did not dare to entrust him, so he jumped off the horse and handed the dragon colt to the hands of the waiter on the side.

The same was true for Partridge Post and others, and they dismounted one after another.

Stand behind him.

 Two groups of people face each other across the river.

soon.

A man with an unruly expression, like a beast, came out of the crowd and shouted something at the group of people.

 They also learned a few simple words of various languages ​​from Bamo when they came.

 But at this moment, it feels like listening to a book from heaven.

 Chen Yulou didn't understand either.

But I can roughly understand what he means.

　　I immediately clasped my fists and said loudly.

"Chen Yulou in western Hunan passed by the treasure land today and came here to pay his respects. I hope to get permission to spend the night in the stronghold."

 “Are they really Han Chinese?!”

 His voice is not loud.

But it just happened to be heard clearly by everyone on the river bank.

A group of young people were confused and confused after hearing this.

 But the eyes of the old man standing at the front suddenly lit up, and he murmured in a low voice. The trembling beard on his lower jaw had already exposed his thoughts.

 “Xigu, are you sure?”

“Since the King of Han and his uncle left, no Han people have come here for hundreds of years.”

 The old man next to him also looked extremely excited.

I heard a report from the villagers in the village before, saying that a group of Han people came from the other side of the Snake River.

They were amazed.

 Otherwise, I wouldn't have come out to investigate in person.

 The King of Han in his mouth was Li Dingguo.

As for the uncle, it was Wu Shangxian who went deep into southern Yunnan more than a hundred years ago and discovered silver mines, and was revered as the mine owner.

 The two men have a high status among the Wa people and are deeply popular among the people.

 In various Wa tribes, the saying "Yao Lao Li and Xi Lao Wu" has been circulating for many years.

only…

 Since two people passed away.

The ties between the Wa people and the Han people were severed, and there was almost no contact between them.

Malu Village is located deep under Zhelong Mountain, and across the snowy peaks, it is the territory of a foreign nation and a foreign country.

The remoteness here can be imagined.

Except for these descendants of the ancient Diqiang, ancient Baipu, Baiyue or Sanmiao, who have lived here for generations, there is no human habitation within hundreds of miles, and it is no different from the wilderness.

 When they were children, they had heard stories from the older generation about the king of Han going south to the west and the mine owners moving mountains to get silver.

 There are even more ancient rumors about Prime Minister Dingnan.

But.

 They are now the oldest old people in the village.

 Half of the body's bones were buried in the ground.

 I have never seen any Han people coming and going in my life.

 What's more, those young people?

 “It sounds like the accent.”

Xigu, the old man with a wooden stick, is the oldest, nearly seventy years old.

 Maybe it would be nothing in later generations, but these days, it is extremely rare in the Wa village.

Moreover, he has a high status in Maluzhai.

 It is Moba.

 That is, the Wa village wizard.

 The legendary person who communicates with the spirit Meji and the great ghost.

 It can exorcise ghosts, marry people, comfort people, chant sutras, and perform divination.

 In addition, he also has the responsibility of the herbal medicine in the village.

They are also the inheritors of their own culture.

Today's Wa people do not have writing yet, and all important events in the tribe are recorded by drawings or straw ropes.

Xigu was in charge of this matter.

As for the old man next to him, he is the clan leader of Maluzhai of this generation, named Saiso Toge.

However, most of the mountain people call him the patriarch, or Togeqiuda.

 Among the Wa people, Qiuda is equivalent to Apu of the Yi people.

　　 are all respectful titles for elderly people. Just like Xigu, people don't call him by his first name, but call him Xigu Qiuda, or Moba Qiuda.

“Xi Gu, it's up to you, we old guys don't even know how to speak Chinese anymore…”

Tog shook his head, looking slightly lonely.

 Hundreds of years.

With the passing of those ancestors who followed the Han king south to quell the Western Rebellion, the only person in Malu Village who can still understand Chinese is Xigu next to him.

"do not think too much."

“It would be a good thing if a descendant of King Han really comes here.”

 Sigu patted him on the shoulder.

 The two of them grew up together.

Among this generation, only these two old guys are still alive.

"yes…"

Tog nodded.

There was a hint of expectation in those cloudy eyes.

Malu Village still enshrines the statue of Grandpa Zhuge and the tablet of the King of Han.

If he is really a descendant of King Han, how much more is it a good thing?

 They will have no regrets in this life.

 “Uluo, don't be so hostile, help me over.”

Xigu glanced at the figure holding a sword and a bow in front of him, shook his head and smiled.

Wuluo is the most outstanding one among the younger generation in the village.

  Responsible for hunting and guarding.

"Can…"

Uro subconsciously wanted to say something.

But facing the old man's calm eyes, he swallowed back the words he spoke. He stepped forward to support him carefully and nodded.

 “Yes, Xigu Qiuda.”

but.

 He did not dare to let down his vigilance to those on the river bank.

Uluo has been hunting in the mountains all year round, fighting with wild beasts to his death, and has the keenest sense of danger.

Those people were dozens of steps away.

 But the aura on his body and the evil look in his eyes cannot deceive others.

 In his eyes, those people were more dangerous than the wild beasts in the mountains.

Another point.

 He did not dare to say it in front of Xigu Qiuda.

Over the years, Maluzhai and Mengla Village, which is dozens of miles away, have become feuds with each other and have fought countless times overtly and covertly.

 In case these people are invited from Mengla Village.

 Once you enter the stronghold, it is like inviting a wolf into the house.

 As the leader of the hunting team, he was responsible for the lives of 237 men, women, and children in the village.

so.

 While supporting Xigu Qiuda.

Uro looked back at the people outside him calmly.

Those are all good players in the hunting team.

No matter the swordsmanship or archery skills, they are not inferior to him.

 As long as there was a one in ten thousand chance, he would not dare to completely relax his heartstrings.

 The eyes of several people were communicating silently in the air.

By the time Uro turned around, they had already secretly held down the long knives at their waists. Each of them had a slightly arched figure, and their eyes under the red cloth on their foreheads showed strong murderous intent.

 “The shopkeeper is here.”

Watched from a distance as Uluo helped the old man walk to the river.

 The shopkeeper seemed a little distracted.

Hong girl couldn't help but remind her in a low voice.

Of course Chen Yulou saw it.

 But he was not wandering, but was worried.

The Wa Village here seems to have been isolated from the outside world for too long.

The Wa language taught by Bamo at that time was very different from what they spoke.

　　Words that cannot be spoken in common.

 You can't communicate with gestures all the time.

The guys I met before were just talking and gesticulating, and it took a while before they could barely understand.

 “I am Moba from the village, and my name is Xigu.”

“Are you...really Han Chinese?”

Chen Yulou was still thinking about whether to make a gesture.

Suddenly.

　　A strange yet strangely familiar voice sounded in my ears.

etc…

 It's not just him.

Partridge Xing, Hua Ling, Red Girl and others behind them also suddenly raised their heads, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.

 Although the old man's words had a strong accent.

　　It sounds vague, but it is definitely Chinese.

"yes!"

“Old man… Qiuda, we are from western Hunan.”

Chen Yulou could not hide his surprise.

On this road, except for people like Bamo who sailed all year round or did business in the ancient dock city.

 People from other tribes encountered.

　　Hardly all of them speak Chinese.

This was the first time they heard Chinese after disembarking from the ancient city of Nanjian.

 For a moment, I actually had a rare feeling of having a local accent.

 “Xiangxi…”

 This place name has never been heard of in ancient times.

However, he has confirmed one thing.

 Those are the people from the other side of the Snake River. They are indeed Han people.

"Qiuda can know the middle of Shu. There is only one province between Xiangxi and Shuzhong, and the two places are only a few hundred miles apart."

 Seeing the old man on the other side looking a little confused and unfamiliar.

 Obviously I don't know where Xiangxi is.

 Chen Yulou's mind was moved.

 Immediately mentioned the name of Shu.

If his guess is correct and the Wa village here still remembers the oath they made with the Prime Minister to guard the country forever, then... they must know about Shuzhong.

 Sure enough.

  It was almost the moment when the word Shuzhong appeared.

A ray of light suddenly burst out from Xigu's old eyes.

 The hands holding the wooden stick began to tremble a little because of the emotion.

 "Sichuan...Sichuan."

 “That's Grandpa's old capital.”

 Xigu's eyes were filled with mist, and he kept mumbling.

“Yes, Qiuda, we passed through the Prime Minister's old capital when we came here.”

Chen Yulou's mood was also turbulent.

 Who can imagine it.

 More than a thousand years have passed.

These Wa people, who no longer even know how to speak Chinese, actually still remember the agreement they made with Prime Minister Zhuge.

 “Okay, okay…”

Sigurian said a few good words.

 I took a long breath and felt that my long-cherished wish was finally coming true today.

 Passed by Grandpa's old capital.

Then these people can be regarded as descendants of Grandpa.

 “Uluo, hurry up, build a bridge and invite them into the camp.”

Sigu could not hold back the excitement in his heart, he patted Uluo's arm hard and said loudly.

 “Qiuda, this…”

Uro didn't even understand what was going on.

 The words that came out of Xiguqiuda's mouth felt extremely strange to him.

 But now, Qiuda actually let himself lay the bridge.

 Snake River is the last barrier of the village.

 Once a bridge was built, he was not sure that he would be able to block those people through the draft.

 “Go as quickly as you are told.”

“They have no contact with the boys in Mengla Village, don't worry.”

　　　The ancient Western mind is so clear.

How could he not see through Uro's thoughts?

 “Yes, Qiuda.”

Seeing that his thoughts were revealed, Wu Luo couldn't help but blush.

Sigu Qiuda is the devil in the village, he knows everything.

 Since he has already confirmed it.

Then these people must have nothing to do with Mengla Village.

Thinking of this, Uluo didn't dare to hesitate anymore and quickly called on everyone to build the pontoon bridge.

 A group of young people moved very quickly.

It only took less than a moment for a wooden bridge large enough to accommodate two horses to cross the Snake River.

 See the situation.

 Chen Yulou and his party did not hesitate at all and quickly crossed the bridge.

Chatted a few words briefly.

Xiku then took them and walked towards the stronghold.

“It has been a full one hundred and ninety-six years, and no Han people have come here again. Let's go, I will take you to the ancestral home to meet grandpa.”

Chapter 100, hehe, small achievement

 (End of this chapter)

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