"They dare!"
Amo only shows her most tender and gentle side in front of Achen.
She has always been a sacred woman of the Miao people, possessing her own pride and integrity.
If Qingmiao dares to touch Achen in the slightest, she will punish her severely.
"Achen, you are the future Miao King. The Qingmiao are targeting you. Do they want to rebel?"
Hearing this, Achen laughed, "Qingmiao won't recognize me dressed like this now."
Sure enough, half an hour later---
"The Black Miao are here! The Black Miao are here!"
Before Ah Chen and Ah Mo even reached the entrance to the village, someone shouted, and within a few minutes—
In the fields, hundreds of young seedling nurses who were nearby angrily surrounded them.
The Miao swords in their hands shone brightly under the blazing sun.
They were all fierce-looking.
Worried that Amo might be accidentally injured, Achen drew his Miao sword and stepped forward first, shouting with overwhelming momentum:
“Black Miao branch, Mu Achen of Black Crow Village, any of you who dare to touch me, I will kill them.”
When Achen announced his name, the Miao men in the Qingmiao branch village were stunned.
"Black Crow Village?"
"Mu Achen?"
"Isn't that the name of the future Miao King?"
The Miao men of Qingmiao Balang Ancient Village looked at each other in bewilderment.
Although they all participated in the drum-stepping festival, they couldn't get into the large square in Quedong Village, so the distance was too far and they couldn't see very clearly.
But among the Miao people, who would dare to impersonate Mu Achen of the Black Miao? That would be punishable by being burned alive.
"Quickly, go and inform the village chief so that he and the others can come and identify it."
Soon, the village chief arrived with two or three hundred strong Miao people.
One glance, just one glance.
The village chief, who was over fifty years old, recognized Achen.
Moreover, when he saw that the Miao girl next to Achen was a saintess, he was so frightened that he quickly stopped the Miao people from putting away their Miao knives.
"Achen, Holy Maiden."
The chieftain placed his hand on his left chest.
Upon seeing this, the Miao people of Balanggu Village also hurriedly offered gifts.
It is true that the Green Miao and Black Miao are irreconcilable enemies, but Achen of Black Crow Village is no longer just a Black Miao, but the future Miao King of their Miao family.
The green seedlings hate the black seedlings, but they cannot disrespect Ah Chen.
Unexpectedly, the girl from the Red Miao branch beside Ah Chen was actually a saintess.
"Hurry back and inform the village that our future Miao King, Achen, and the Holy Maiden have arrived. The whole village should come out to welcome them."
"Please wait a moment, Chief."
Amo came out and said, "Achen and I have more important things to do today. Find two horses and ride them back to the Ji Niao Ancient Village of the Short Skirt Miao branch."
"Holy Maiden, we, the young men of Qingmiao, did not know it was you and Achen who had arrived, so just now—"
"Chief, you're too kind. Ah Chen and I will come back again. Don't delay our business."
Even if the chieftain wanted to persuade her to stay, the Holy Maiden had already brought up important matters, and naturally, they couldn't delay.
So he told the Miao man beside him to quickly fetch the best horse in the village, then stepped forward and looked Achen up and down, asking, "Achen, is your injury any better? You really scared everyone the other day!"
"Brother Chen."
"Brother Achen, Sister Saintess."
Several younger brothers and sisters ran out and surrounded Ah Chen and Ah Mo.
Ah Chen, holding Ah Mo's hand, smiled at everyone and said, "It was just a false alarm, everything's fine now."
The Miao people who had been so aggressive just moments before also gathered around, smiling and looking at Achen. The girls, on the other hand, surrounded Amo in layers.
The Miao people's feelings are simple, honest, and warm.
But only Mu Achen, dressed in Black Miao attire, could create this atmosphere in the Green Miao village today. If it were any other Black Miao, they would probably have already started fighting.
"Ah Chen, Holy Maiden—"
"Where are Ah Chen and the Holy Maiden?"
Where is Ah Chen?
Before long, hundreds of Miao people poured out from the village entrance.
An elderly woman in her sixties, supported by two burly Miao men, jogged over.
Ah Chen remembered this old woman; she had examined him the day he woke up from his coma.
I just didn't expect it to be from the Qingmiao branch.
Seeing the old woman running so fast, Ah Chen quickly stepped forward, helped her up, and said with a smile, "Slow down, slow down, Grandma, don't fall!"
"Achen, Holy Maiden!"
The old women first pressed their right hands tightly against their left chests.
After giving the gift, the old woman gave Ah Chen a full-body checkup.
"Miao'er, once you feel better, you should rest properly. Why are you doing all this to yourself? It's such a long way, are you trying to kill yourself?"
This atmosphere.
These concerned eyes brought a lump to Achen's throat.
Before Ah Chen could speak, the old woman grabbed him with one hand and the Holy Maiden with the other, and led them into Balang Ancient Village.
“Achen is our Miao people’s future Miao King, not a guest. The Holy Maiden is one of our own, so there’s no need for the welcoming wine.”
As soon as the old woman finished speaking, the village chief immediately instructed the women to hurry up and make sure to take good care of Ah Chen and the Holy Maiden.
Upon seeing this, Ah Chen glanced at Ah Mo, and the two exchanged a smile, knowing that they wouldn't be able to leave tonight.
“Ah Chen, Grandma knows why you went to the Ji Niao Ancient Village of the Short Skirt Miao, but it’s too late to go there today. Rest for the night and sit with Grandma for a while. Tomorrow, Grandma will have Ah Quan bring some people to accompany you.”
"Okay, Ah Chen and Ah Mo will listen to Grandma."
Now that things have come to this point, if Achen were to leave now, he would truly be letting down the Miao people of Qingmiao Balang Ancient Village.
The old woman's friend, A-Quan, came to A-Chen's side and hugged him, saying, "A-Chen, we have already notified Balong Ancient Village. A-Hu and the others will be so happy to know you're here. They will definitely come over as soon as possible."
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