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A gentle morning breeze caresses the Miao village, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers and the scent of the fields.
At the entrance of Balang Ancient Village, the Miao people packed things for Achen and the Holy Maiden and placed them on the horse's back.
The old woman held Ah Chen's hand, repeatedly telling him to be careful, and also instructing the Holy Maiden to take good care of Ah Chen and her own little family.
"Grandma, don't worry, I will come back again."
"real?"
Ah Chen nodded, "I'll come as soon as I finish what I'm doing. By then, things will have changed here, and Grandma wants to see it for herself."
"Okay, okay, Grandma is waiting for you."
Ah Chen and Ah Mo rode away on their horses.
Ah Hu and Ah Quan personally led their twelve blue wolves to accompany and protect them along the way, along with seven or eight seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls in the group.
These girls are the most powerful young grass demons of the Qingmiao branch; Grandma sent them here.
The purpose is self-evident: they are worried that there might be some poisonous creatures that shouldn't be there in these deep mountains and forests that might get close to Achen.
Although the Holy Maiden was also by Achen's side, how could she possibly handle such a trivial matter herself?
A group of twenty-two people, on twenty-two horses, with Achen and Amo at the center, traversed the deep forest, where all poisonous insects and snakes fled in terror.
Along the way, every time Achen crossed a mountain, he would stop at the summit to look out, and then, with Amo's help, draw simple maps of the Miao people and their routes.
Two hours later, Ah Chen and his group were about to leave the Qingmiao territory. On the other side of the peaks, there was a dark mass, as if a large-scale battle was waiting for them.
"Ah Chen, look!"
Ah Hu walked over and pointed in the northeast direction.
Amo said, "Although I can't see clearly, that location is the entrance to the short-skirted Miao branch. They should be waiting for Achen."
How did they know I was coming today?
Ah Quan spoke up and said, "It was a message delivered overnight by the old woman from our village."
Delivered overnight?
The secret arts of the Grass Witch?
Ah Chen didn't know much about the most profound and mysterious secret techniques among the Miao grass ghosts, because he was a man and couldn't learn them, so naturally he didn't bother to find out.
But they knew about the secret arts of the Grass Demon Sister and Grass Demon Granny.
Just like the seven or eight girls around him, they are all top-notch esoteric practitioners of the Qingmiao branch.
Amo walked over and said, "Although our location is only three or four kilometers away from the border of the Short Skirt Miao branch, there is a canyon below, so we have to go down the mountain and cross the suspension bridge."
Looking at the canyon to the left, Achen said, "Amo, this river meets another river two kilometers down below. Does one side lead to Quedong Village and the other to Balong Ancient Village?"
"That's right, this is the main confluence. Both rivers are deep, but the scenery around the riverbanks is beautiful."
Even twenty years later, this area of Miao territory remained unpolluted.
Ah Chen and his companions followed the steep mountain path down to the bottom of the canyon river.
As he crossed the suspension bridge, Ah Chen looked up and gazed at the hundred-meter-high cliff, listening to the roar of the river and the chirping of insects and birds all around him. He couldn't help but sigh:
"This is the boundary between the Miao and the Short Skirt Miao branches. The sky, clouds, and canyons merge into one, creating a breathtaking panorama!"
Mist rises slowly from the canyon, resembling a fairyland amidst a sea of clouds.
Amo seemed to sense a seasonal feeling deep within Achen's heart. She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and turned to Achen, saying:
"The river at the foot of the mountains north of Quedongzhai and Heiwuzhai eventually connects with this one."
Even from a height of more than ten meters, Amo and the others could clearly see the fish happily feeding among the water plants in the clear river.
“I know there are many Miao villages built along the mountainside around this river, but I’ve forgotten the location north of Que Dong Village and Hei Wu Village.”
"You've forgotten?"
Amo was clearly surprised that Achen had forgotten about this, so she said, "When you built your new house on the mountaintop, you didn't think about this river?"
Ah Chen shook his head.
Now, even Amo was a little confused.
You should know that the location of Guolin is excellent, especially the location of Achen's stilted house, which is practically the eastern lifeline of this river.
Otherwise, how could there be a continuous source of water gushing out from behind Ah Chen's house on such a high peak?
Could it be that our relationship was ordained by fate?
Amo Dai's eyebrows relaxed and tightened as she said, "These places are so beautiful. The ancient Miao villages are all along the way, and some of the Miao people live along the river. I'm afraid that the government will develop these places recklessly in the future, and those unscrupulous developers will destroy the oldest scenery of the Miao people."
"Amo, do you think they have that kind of opportunity?"
"Although we Miao people have our own customs and are protected by the government, we can never win against the government."
"Who wants to fight them?"
"What do you want to do? Could it be—"
Amo seemed to have thought of something, but she wasn't sure.
But Ah Chen smiled and nodded, "Actually, I had this idea from the beginning, but everyone's economic conditions are not good these days, so I have to wait, at least another ten years."
2005?
"It's roughly around this time, but it might be earlier, but we still have time."
At this point, Ah Chen turned to look at Yang Ahu and Ah Quan, who were looking on in surprise, and said, "Whether our Miao people can achieve their future glory and those enchanting fairyland scenes can be realized and successfully drawn depends on our generation of Miao people."
"Therefore, we must strive to cultivate batches of students from various fields for the Miao people within seven or eight years, so that they can fully display their talents and push the fairyland depicted by our Miao people to the world's peak."
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