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(Two days ago)
Qin Feng entering western Hunan --
Led by the old woman and two younger women, he carried his niece over mountains and valleys, finally arriving at their destination.
Fengluan Ancient Village.
This is an ancient village with a history of over a thousand years.
The buildings are all made of stone foundations, earthen walls, and wooden houses.
It is the oldest, most primitive, and only ancient Miao village in the area without brick houses or roads.
It is surrounded by water on three sides and backed by mountains.
According to statistics, Fengluan Ancient Village has more than 900 households and is composed of more than a dozen villages connected together, with a Miao population of over 5,000.
Its scale is comparable to that of Quedongzhai in eastern Guizhou.
Because it is pristine, every plant and tree here has never been damaged.
This huge ancient Miao village, hidden in the mountains, is remarkably well-preserved.
Importantly, a hidden ancient city lies three kilometers away in the mountains on the side of the ancient village.
This is the ancient city of Fengluan, which will become famous both at home and abroad ten years later.
However, the Miao villages are now too poor.
Within the ancient village.
The houses are still wooden stilted buildings, built almost along the lake and river.
It's very old and worn out!
Of all the buildings in the village, the best one is the ancient building in the best location on Fengluan Mountain at the back.
This ancient building is magnificent and very well maintained.
For hundreds of years, even if there has been the slightest damage, the most skilled craftsmen in the entire village, or even the core Miao people of western Hunan, will put down whatever they are doing to come and repair it.
because--
This is the most sacred Miao King Pavilion in western Hunan.
For thousands of years, every generation of the Miao people in western Hunan has longed for the birth of a new Miao king, but alas—
For dozens of generations!
The Miao King never appeared, but a holy maiden did.
But the saintess must not live in the center; she can only live in the ancient building on the side.
Just like now, after the previous Holy Maiden of Xiangxi fell, the current Spirit Maiden Mi A'ling can only live nearby.
So when people in western Hunan learned that the Miao king they had been longing for had appeared in eastern Guizhou, they were incredibly excited.
Even if the future Miao King has not yet truly ascended to the throne, he will still be the Miao King of western Hunan.
now--
The sun was shining brightly, and the air was crisp and refreshing.
A hundred warhorses galloped from the east along the narrow mountain path, their Miao swords at their waists, heading towards the ancient Fengluan village with imposing spirit.
"The Miao army? It's the Miao army!"
"Why has Miao Jun shown up? Why are they in such a hurry? Has something big happened?!"
In the fields, the Miao people working in the fields stopped what they were doing when they saw the Miao army galloping by on horseback, holding battle flags.
Fifteen minutes later--
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Thunderclaps resounded in the ancient village of Fengluan.
Eight war drums sounded, conveying an important message.
The war drums sounded, and the heavens and earth trembled.
Miao people from all directions quickly returned home, changed into their finest clothes, and gathered at the Lusheng field in Fengluan Ancient Village and along the river.
Because the message conveyed in the drumbeats was—
Yes, it is a message from the future Miao King.
The future Miao King!
Although they didn't know what kind of information it was, anything related to the future Miao King was a matter of utmost importance for the Miao people of western Hunan.
As the war drums sounded, the entire Fengluan Ancient Village erupted in excitement.
Meanwhile, in a nearby area, the officials from the local government who had just come to inspect the terrain all had drastic changes in expression.
Because they will never forget September three years ago.
The cannons roared, and a chaotic battle ensued involving tens of thousands of people.
The fierce battle between the two villages was filled with sparks and whistling bullets, causing thick smoke to blanket the area.
At the time, weapons and explosives were used. Although they were homemade, the public security officers who arrived at the scene were all stunned and thought that ten battalions were fighting.
That scale--
That scene--
It's terrifying to even think about.
And isn't the Miao people among them?
Therefore, how could these government officials who came to the Miao village not be afraid when they suddenly heard the sound of Miao war drums and witnessed the Miao people gathering at the fastest speed?
soon--
Lusheng Field at Fengluan Ancient Village.
Miao spirit maiden Mi A'ling led her personal guards in full regalia, and several elders from Xiangxi gathered in her direction.
The strong and healthy Miao people and all the young women in the village stood in battle formation in the middle of the field.
"Ah Ling, Miao Jun has already picked up the old witch who is returning from Shanghai. She should arrive in about half an incense stick's time."
“A-Ling, the letter from the future Miao King is of utmost importance. You are the Spirit Maiden, and you will lead the Miao people to welcome him.”
"After a thousand years, my Miao region has finally received a letter from the future Miao King! Ah Chen, my Xiangxi region has waited too long."
The elders couldn't contain their excitement.
Mi A-Ling nodded in agreement. She was completely stunned when she received the secret message from the old woman who went to Shanghai yesterday.
because--
The old woman made it very clear in the message that there were two letters, both of which were handed to her by Ah Chen himself, and one of them was for her alone.
For unmarried Miao people, sending letters individually is a way of conveying affection! Besides, Ah Chen is already married, how could he—
Or has the Holy Maiden already told Achen about that matter?
That's impossible. That matter not only involved their Xiangxi region, but also Yunnan. Tang Amo would never have mentioned it.
But if I didn't say anything, and Ah Chen publicly shared the letter with me, even if there was nothing wrong, it would still be misunderstood, wouldn't that be a matter of life and death?
Mi A-Ling wasn't afraid of death; she was afraid of bringing shame upon A-Chen.
Never mind, maybe I misunderstood.
Soon, half an incense stick's time had passed in the blink of an eye.
boom!
Ten thousand Miao people gathered at Fengluan Ancient Village. When a hundred Miao soldiers received the old woman who had returned from Shanghai and escorted her into the village—
Another war drum sounded in the ancient village.
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