Just as expected!
Mu Achen and his group had just climbed the longest slope when they saw a huge crowd of people on the side of the Starry Sky Fruit Forest, near the mountain.
There are probably over a thousand people.
You can tell from their Miao clothing that there are not only white Miao, long-skirt Miao, and short-skirt Miao, but also magpie Miao and crooked-comb Miao girls and boys who come here to play.
After all, deep in the mountains, it's all seedlings!
Of the twelve branches of the Miao people, except for the Purple Miao who have always lived deep in the mountains, at least one-fifth of the Miao people in the other eleven branches live deep in the mountains for a long time and do not go out.
In Miao villages deep in the mountains, there are dedicated Miao people who are responsible for going out to purchase the necessary supplies.
Mu Achen and his Black Miao branch naturally included Miao people who lived deep in the mountains year-round and never ventured out.
Of course, the Miao people living deep in the mountains are also very xenophobic.
Before the New Year, the Han people wouldn't have been able to get into the orchard if Mu Achen hadn't made arrangements.
Just now, the appearance of two imported SUVs immediately attracted the attention of the Miao people who were playing at the intersection.
In an instant, hundreds of Miao people, each with a fierce and menacing expression, rushed forward, blocking the front of the vehicle and shouting at the people inside: "Get out of the car!"
The Miao people from the three branches probably never imagined that the person driving was their future Miao King.
After all, they recognized Mu Achen's car, even though the license plate was different.
These two big, imposing metal vehicles are certainly imposing, but their license plates...
One is 黔AA1994, and the other is 黔AA1996.
This is clearly not right!
"Stop right there, or I'll flip you over!" The Miao man who spoke had already drawn his Miao sword.
The Miao men who surrounded them were ready to attack at any moment.
"Amo, what do you think they'll do if I don't go down?" Achen asked, tilting his head.
"Stop messing around, lower the window, or they really will hit you."
"Alright! Here's the car, I'm going to go have some fun."
As soon as Mu Achen got out of the car, the Miao men, who had been so aggressive, were all stunned when they saw him.
"Ah Chen?"
Before the Miao men could even put away their Miao knives, they discovered that the Miao woman who got out of the passenger seat was actually the Holy Maiden Amo. They all held their breath.
"Saintess".
A hundred Miao men around him all presented gifts.
Mu Achen stepped forward, put his arm around Miao Lang, who had been the first to draw his Miao knife and try to overturn his carriage, and said, "Remember these two carriage numbers. Don't try to overturn my carriage so easily in the future."
"Ah Chen, we didn't know it was you!"
The Miao man grinned, and the other men around him all laughed too.
With that smile, all traces of his previous fierce and menacing demeanor vanished.
After Amo and Aqin drove away, Bai Miao's brother said, "Achen, why didn't you tell us you were coming? We thought you wouldn't be here for a few more days!"
"Ah Chen, how are you feeling?"
"Brother Chen, you changed your car! This one is even more imposing and better!"
Hundreds of Miao men surrounded Achen, bombarding him with questions.
Ah Chen opened his arms wide. "Look, do I look seriously injured at all? But don't ask me why I recovered so quickly. The key is that my wife at home took good care of me."
Woman?
The Miao men didn't dare to respond to Achen's words, and the expressions on their faces were quite interesting.
But it was Ah Chen who said this. If any other Miao people dared to call the Holy Maiden a woman, they would rip out a mouthful of dog teeth and kick them into the deep mountains to feed the insects.
Even if their Miao holy maiden has changed from a young girl to a Miao woman, she is still a holy maiden.
The word "wife" can only be used by Ah Chen.
"Alright, you guys have fun. I'll go check out what shows are on."
Ah Chen patted the young man on the shoulder, then turned and walked towards the nearest venue.
But before he got close, he could hear the lively commotion, with the sounds of gongs, drums, and firecrackers rising and falling incessantly.
The entire Huashan area was filled with jubilation.
The program that Mu Achen is seeing now is one of the major activities at the Flower Mountain Festival: climbing the flower pole.
To climb the flower pole, a flower pole needs to be erected in the center of the site.
The flower pole was made from a straight cedar tree.
Ah Chen estimated the height of the flower pole; it shouldn't be less than ten zhang.
The bark of the trunk has been scraped off, and the branches have been pruned, leaving only the verdant crown, which is then buried in the center of the flower field.
As the distance closed, Mu Achen also saw colorful flowers and flags hanging from the vines about half a zhang above the top of the pole.
Below the colorful flags were prizes for the pole-climbing winners, including a lusheng (a reed pipe instrument), a pig's head, and ten jin (5 kg) of rice wine.
At this moment, several Miao men are competing in a pole-climbing contest, while countless Miao people outside are cheering.
The scene was incredibly lively.
It was also thrilling!
Because the Miao men are all barefoot, with red ribbons tied around their waists, they nimbly climb the flower poles.
This activity is exciting, but it also carries risks.
The key point is that, in order to increase the difficulty of climbing the pole, lard was also applied to the surface of the flower pole.
Furthermore, it is necessary to distinguish between climbing forwards and climbing backwards.
Climbing forward means climbing upwards with your head up, while climbing backwards means climbing downwards with your head down.
Regardless of the rules on how to climb, the prizes will be hung on flower poles at a certain height. Participants can climb up to retrieve the prizes and win them.
Mu Achen wanted to play, but he couldn't outclimb the ladder compared to the princes. After all, he had been injured repeatedly, and although his hand had healed, it would take time for its strength to return to its original level.
But he was quite happy with the prizes.
Just then, Amo returned, accompanied by Ashi of the Bai Miao tribe and Axiong of the Long Skirt Miao tribe, who were known as the Eight Jackals.
"I knew you'd be here. You look so excited, do you want to go play?"
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