When Feng Miaoqing saw Xiao Yunfan walking out of the valley, he said coldly, "Haven Lu has hidden them?" Xiao Yunfan nodded, and then slowly said, "Lu knows that you hate them, but even if you execute them all, the second master of the Feng family may not be able to survive." Feng Miaoqing lowered his head and tears fell from his cheeks.

After a while, she walked to Xiao Yunfan and said slowly, "Hiss Lu and the little girl are so life-saving, please accept my beg." As she said that, she knelt down on both knees and wanted to give a big gift. Xiao Yunfan quickly helped her up and said solemnly, "This is not allowed." Then she sighed and continued, "The Feng family is suffering from this disaster, and Sichuan may not be able to go back. What are the plans for the unknown girl next?"

Feng Miaoqing looked tearful and lowered her head and was silent for a moment, "I...I don't know..." Xiao Yunfan reached out and handed her a handkerchief and said softly: "If the girl believes it, she can make a fool of herself." Feng Miaoqing raised her head, stared at him with a pair of wonderful eyes and sobbed, "Lu...Mr. Lu, let's talk."

Xiao Yunfan said: "The court has now decided to refute the Feng family's rebellion as an ironclad case. It may not be easy to overturn the case. If the girl believes it, she can escort the girl to an old friend. I wonder if the girl thinks it is right?" Feng Miaoqing said: "Let's make the decision. Before I can't go there, I want to pay homage to a friend, and I hope the teacher will agree."

Xiao Yunfan asked, "Dare you ask where the girl's friend's soul is?" Feng Miaoqing bit his lips and said quietly, "He... his name is Xiao Yunfan, buried in Huashan." Hearing this, Xiao Yunfan's chest tightened, and he was moved and said in his heart: "It's rare that she cares about me." Feng Miaoqing saw his strange expression and said in surprise: "Sir, what's wrong with you? Do you know him?"

Xiao Yunfan said in a stern voice: "No, no, this hero Xiao is very much admired, but unfortunately I always have a close relationship with him. Since the girl is going, I will accompany her." The two got on the carriage.

Xiao Yunfan shouted loudly: "Helping!", and whipped the horse's buttocks. The horse was in pain, spread its four hooves, and ran towards the distance.

Along the way, the two of them didn't say much. When the Xiaoyue rose, the carriage stopped by a river bank. Xiao Yunfan walked to the carriage window and said, "Miss Feng, the road is bumpy, I wonder if you are getting better now?"

Feng Miaoqing lifted the curtain and said, "Mr. Lu, I'm much better. Where is this?" Xiao Yunfan said, "As shown on the map, we have arrived in Gong County." Feng Miaoqing jumped out of the carriage. Xiao Yunfan untied the reins of the horse, stroked the horse's hair with one hand, and whispered a few words to the horse, and the horse took a step and went to find food with his companions. Feng Miaoqing said, "What did you say to them?"

Xiao Yunfan smiled and said, "I said we don't bring much rations, so let them go to eat by themselves." Feng Miaoqing opened his eyes wide and asked, "Do you understand Horse Yu?" Xiao Yunfan shook his head and said, "I naturally don't understand Horse Yu, but horses are spiritual animals, and they mostly understand what people say."

In the blue sky, stars were shining with glimmer, as if countless pairs of bright eyes, overlooking the earth. A beside a bonfire, the two sat on the ground. Feng Miaoqing stretched out his hands to stroke his temples, raised his head, and suddenly said in the sky: "When I was a child, my grandfather told me that when a person died, he would turn into stars in the sky. He is no longer here, but he doesn't know which of the stars in the sky is him?"

Xiao Yunfan said, "Of course, it is the brightest Wenqu star." Feng Miaoqing was both happy and sad when he heard him praise his grandfather. He suddenly turned his face and looked at Xiao Yunfan in a daze and said, "Mr. Lu, how good is I call you Brother Lu?" Xiao Yunfan smiled and said, "Miss. You can call me anything, but don't call me Mr. Lu, Daxia Lu. It's really awkward to call me." As he said that, he scratched his head.

Feng Miaoqing smiled slightly and said, "Okay, Brother Lu. I don't call you Mr. Lu. Don't call me with a girl with a short girl. Since I call you Big Brother, you can call me Sister Qing?" Xiao Yunfan said, "Okay."

The moonlight scattered in the river like broken silver. Suddenly, a rumbling drum sound came from the cliff opposite first, and then a huge "兰" appeared on the hillside, surrounded by flames, ten feet long and wide. Under the night, it looked quite spectacular.

Seeing this, Xiao Yunfan couldn't help but say wonderingly: "My sister, look!" Feng Miaoqing said: "It looks like the word "六." Xiao Yunfan asked: "You said that the name "六" is Nianbo.

What does it mean?"

Feng Miaoqing grabbed a small stone and threw it into the river, saying, "The word "六" means "六" and "六" means "六" and "六" refer to the people of the tribe. Both men and women of the tribe can sing and dance, and have lived on the mountains in western Sichuan for generations.

According to legend, their ancestors were from the Yan Emperor lineage, which is the descendant of the Shennong clan. Sixteen years ago, the imperial court sent troops to attack the homes of the people of the dynasty. At that time, they were celebrating, men, women, young and old, gathering together. But they did not expect that disaster would fall from the sky, and were captured by the Ming soldiers and slaughtered all... "

Although Feng Miaoqing had only a few words, Xiao Yunfan was shocked and said, "Isn't this method of the court the same as a robber?" Feng Miaoqing said, "Are all under the world the king's land? Are there any king's ministers in the shore? The Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin said, "How can others sleep peacefully on the side of the bed? The emperors of ancient times all had the ambition to unify the world, and today's emperors are no exception.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, we have surrendered the people of the dynasty and implemented the "change of land and return to the current". It is a pity that corrupt officials and cruel officials all earned their own pockets and imposed heavy taxes on the dynasty, which triggered a civil rebellion. During the Longqing period, the court sent troops to quell the rebellion. At that time, the people of the dynasty were brave and good at fighting, and the court failed to conquer several times of conquest.

It was not until Zhang Juzheng, the prime minister of this dynasty, joined forces with local gentry and wealthy families and sent general Liu Xian to eliminate the tribe in one fell swoop. It was not bad to say that robbers were killed. Those who steal hooks were killed; those who steal the country were the princes."

After hearing this, Xiao Yunfan sighed: "What a 'that the hook is killed; a lord is the princes.'. After all, it was just for the word "fame and fortune" and he looked at the huge word "大" and pondered: "The word "大" appears here. Doesn't all the people in the past die and still have bones and blood in the world?" Feng Miaoqing praised: "Brother Lu's guess is very likely."

Xiao Yunfan was originally interested in the word "六", but if he had been put in the past, his people would have already flown across the river. Now that he had to give up his thoughts when he was concerned about Feng Miaoqing. Feng Miaoqing was smart and saw that Xiao Yunfan wanted to speak but stopped, he had already guessed seven or eight.

At that moment, she smiled and said, "Brother Lu, my little sister is very interested in the word "六". I wonder if you would like to accompany me to find out?" Xiao Yunfan said, "Okay. Let's go and have a look."

So the two of them walked slowly along a stone bridge not far away to the other side. The open space on the shore was filled with huge rocks, and the sound of drums came from the depths of the stone forest.

The two of them were getting closer and closer to the drum sound. Suddenly, Feng Miaoqing pulled Xiao Yunfan's sleeve and pointed to the torch in his hand.

Xiao Yunfan immediately woke up and threw the torch in his hand to the ground. Then he pulled her hand up and continued moving forward. Feng Miaoqing couldn't help but burn her cheeks. He wanted to shrink his hand, but Xiao Yunfan's hand grabbed the ground tightly, without any intention of letting go. Feng Miaoqing had to lower his head, bit his lip, and follow him.

In the darkness, her heart was like a deer hitting, and her ears became hot. Xiao Yunfan naturally wouldn't see it, but her palms were cold and smooth, but he could feel it. He thought: Her hands were so cold. Could it be because of fear? Thinking of this, a hint of apology came from the heart.

The two hid behind a rock, held their breath and looked forward. They saw a blazing bonfire in the middle of an empty stone plaza. To the north was a high platform. In a stone wall cave behind the platform, four giant statues of beast-headed and ferocious faces stood proudly, five feet high. Eight flagpoles were erected on the ground on the east and west sides, and eight bronze drums were set on each side. Braziers supported by twelve iron frames.

Accompanied by the deafening drum sounds, five strong men with strange masks, holding torches in their hands, dancing barefoot around the outside of the bonfire. On the platform not far away, a man wearing a shaman robe, pheasant feathers on his head and thick powder on his face also danced with the drum beats.

In his thin palm was a bell-covered cow bone bulb. When the drum sounded, he patted the bulb and then recited the tribute loudly. Suddenly, he jumped up, raised a sheep bone staff beside him, pointed towards the bonfire, and a blue smoke rose up. The fire on the fire suddenly rose several feet high, swaying left and right, like an elf.

At this time, dozens of men and women surrounding the outer circle, led by a hunchbacked old man, knelt down together, folded their hands together, and prayed to the bright bonfire. As the flames continued to change, the man on the platform rotated his body, and his sleeves robe roared. Suddenly, he put his staff on his body.

When I was inserted on the stage, my head kept shaking, my body trembled, and I was talking about something.

Suddenly, a white mist rose under his feet. His people sat cross-legged in the air. Everyone present was shocked when they saw this scene. They all knew that he was possessed by a god, crawling on the ground one by one, bowing to the ground.

The old priest said to everyone in the air: "I am the God of Fire Zhurong, what are you asking for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hunchbacked old man stood up and waved his hands to the tribe members behind him. The men in gorgeous clothes put the three animals, fruits, wine, delicacies, silk and other items prepared in advance in red lacquered wooden plates, held them high above their heads, and placed them respectfully under the platform.

Just after the gifts were presented, a man with a golden ring on his right ear and a broad man striding to the hunchbacked old man. Seeing that the man was so familiar, Xiao Yunfan suddenly remembered what he saw in the Wuhou Temple that day. He felt like he was the one who had seen it. He moved his heart and whispered: "It turned out to be him, Sunda."

Feng Miaoqing said, "Brother Lu, do you know this person?" Xiao Yunfan nodded and said, "I thought he was Miao people now only know that he is a sage." Feng Miaoqing's eyes fell on the old priest again. Seeing his body floating in the air, he was extremely surprised, so he asked, "Brother, how did you say that old priest do you do when you sit in the air?" Xiao Yunfan shook his head and said, "I can't see the clue for a while."

After a while, eight young men carried four black cloth cages on shoulder poles and walked towards Sunda. Sunda pulled off the cloth covering the cage and grinned. Xiao Yunfan saw it clearly. The cage was filled with children, curled up, crying.

Sunda said to the hunchbacked old man in the local language of the hunchman: "Class leader, this is the sacrifice we have prepared for the gods this year." The old man glanced at the cage, nodded, and smiled and said, "It's done well, Sunda, let's offer them all!"

Feng Miaoqing saw that the cage was full of children, and his face showed a look of fear, and a feeling of pity arose in his heart. He gently pulled Xiao Yunfan's sleeve and said, "Brother, I heard that the Tumans in the southern border would sacrifice living people. It seems that they are going to attack these children. Think about it quickly." Xiao Yunfan clenched his fists, his eyes were full of anger, and he said coldly: "My sister, stay here and don't move, I'll go and meet them now."

Sunda pulled out his waist knife and waved it lightly. He cut off the ropes on the bamboo cage, grabbed a little boy's bun and lifted it up. The child screamed in pain, burst into tears, and kicked his hands and feet in the air. Sunda smiled and said to his subordinates: "Everyone should do it quickly and get these little kids ready, otherwise Lord Vulcan will be angry and we will not be able to afford to be guilty."

The priest with feathers on his head said in a slogan: "The people of the sect, my child, I have heard your prayers clearly. I understand the hatred in your heart, the pain of losing your loved ones, and the bitterness of leaving your home. It is the Han people, the greedy Han people, who have taken away everything you have. If you want to take back what you have lost, you must let every Han person in this world die..."

At this time, Sanda and others removed the children's clothes, tied their hands and feet together, put them in two huge copper plates, and then held them up one by one, one by the other by the two burly strong men, and presented them to the priest. The priest waved to the five men dancing in front of the bonfire and gestured. The five people could understand and, as agreed in advance, prepare sharp knives, silver plates, wine bowls and other items, and raise their hands above their heads.

The priest waved his sleeves and his whole body was shot out like a projectile. His feet were walking in the air, and his posture was extremely elegant. Any light skills and erectile abilities required to use force. The priest was no exception. Before his feet fell to the ground, his black staff had already pierced out from the slantingly. He paused on the ground and brought out a spark. He jumped up again with force.

When he was about to float to the bonfire, he pressed the black staff down with one hand, and with a clang, stone chips flew and fires splashed. The black staff as thick as an iron nail was wedged into the ground by him with internal force. In the midst of the lightning, his people took advantage of the momentum and stood on the top of the black staff like a big bird. A big man raised his sharp knife to open a child's intestine and belly, but he felt a numbness on the back of his head. He turned around and saw that there was no one in sight, and he couldn't help but curse.

When he was about to raise the knife again, he was hit in the back of his head. He turned around and looked into the field. Seeing everyone lying on the ground, he looked at his companion again, and his companion shook his hand quickly. He was puzzled and stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!