"The Yi tribe?" Zhou Qiyan's interest was piqued. "What kind of tribe is the Yi tribe? Are they all made up of immortals?"
"No, no, they are people who communicate with the gods. The clan chief is good at praying, asking the gods to protect them and bless the villagers at the foot of the mountain with a peaceful life and good weather."
"So it was a lie," Zhou Qi said with amusement. "You actually believed them? If they were that powerful, why don't they come out and protect the people in different places?"
The old man smiled and said, "The people are protected by the Heavenly Emperor. They have been in Lianshan for generations, protecting us. We are confident that many people come here every year because of our reputation. The Yi people are very generous and it is common for them to accept and treat patients."
"Can it still save lives?"
"nature."
Zhou Qiyan had another idea.
Zhang Yu chimed in, "Isn't that perfect? Let's go take a look. Maybe we can even cure Fufu's mental disability so he can be self-reliant."
Bai Zhi nodded in agreement.
Sisi looked at Zhou Qiyan, "Are you going?"
"go!"
He wanted to see just how amazing it was.
Bai Zhi stayed behind to take care of Fu Fu, and the three of them went up the mountain. There was only one path leading directly to the top of the mountain, surrounded by lush weeds, and birdsong could be heard from time to time.
When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, the fog grew thicker and thicker, so thick that they couldn't tell which way was which. Sisi had to push the fog aside to see the shape of the road.
"Is it really safe for us to walk like this?" Zhang Yu was a little scared, and he felt a chill down his spine.
Just as Zhou Qiyan was about to speak, he suddenly noticed a faint signboard in the distance that read "Yicun".
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