After this little incident--
Ah Chen and his group officially embarked on their journey to Balong Ancient Village.
This time, due to the unique terrain, the grass ghost girls had to set off first to ensure safety along the way, and no insects were allowed to come out and block the road.
And leading the group were several elderly women from Luoxia Village.
As for the old lady who hugged Ah Chen earlier, she was the oldest one.
She is Ah Ming's grandmother, and she is nearly seventy years old.
The Grass Demon Granny, who holds the highest rank in the Green Seedlings system, usually lives in a thatched hut in the mountains behind Luoxia Village, spending her days with insects.
Of course, she would occasionally stay in Balong Ancient Village for a while, because she also had a house there.
This old witch would not have shown herself unless the future Miao King and the current Holy Maiden of the Miao people had come.
The road from Luoxia Village to Balong Ancient Village is only seventeen or eighteen kilometers long, but it is very rugged.
Because Luoxia Village only has a road leading to Balang Ancient Village, which is less than a meter wide, and there is no mountain road leading directly to Balong Ancient Village, only a waterway.
If Achen and his group were to detour through Balang Ancient Village, they would have to travel at least 30 kilometers further, which would be equivalent to a "U" shape.
This time, if it weren't for the incident in Luoxia Village that forced Ah Chen to come here, he really wouldn't have wanted to enter Balong Ancient Village from here.
But it was this trip that gave him a clearer understanding of the terrain of the Miao village behind Balong Ancient Village.
Because once he starts the plan for Balong Ancient Village, Luoxia Village will be included.
He simply didn't want to deal with Qingyu County.
After all, in a few years, the decision to abolish Rongjiang County and establish it as a city will be finalized, and Qingyu and Tianfeng will be under the jurisdiction of different municipal units.
So, along the way, Achen kept thinking about whether he should come up with a way to get Tianfeng the land in the Luoxia Village canyon that belongs to Qingyu a few years in advance, which is the land that is pushed ten kilometers to the west.
In this way, a natural barrier was formed in the mouths of those in the government office a few years later.
but--
This is something the Miao people can't interfere with.
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.
Let's think about Balong Ancient Village first. The Qingmiao's big plan can be launched now, but the customs in Balong Ancient Village are different from those of other branches.
Especially after that document came out, many things could no longer be treated with the same ideas and concepts as before.
Moreover--
The most important thing in Balong Ancient Village is different from that in other Miao villages.
"Achen, what are you thinking about? You haven't said a word the whole way."
Along the way, the young men who were guarding Achen noticed that he was always frowning. They thought something was wrong, but they didn't dare to ask.
In the end, it was Amo who asked the question.
Ah Chen looked around at the dense forest, glanced at the long line, and then said to Ah Mo, "I'm trying to find a way for Qingmiao to make a living."
Dasheng Road?
The young men and women living nearby perked up their ears upon hearing this.
Yang Ahu was right next to Achen. As the leader of the Eight Jackals, he was naturally Achen's personal bodyguard.
Upon hearing this, he immediately held his breath and stared at Ah Chen, eager to know what the path to survival was on their side, as this matter was extremely important.
The whole village is eagerly anticipating this!
If they didn't distrust Ah Chen, they wouldn't have been so quiet once that document arrived.
Now, the musket has been preserved, but many things have been restricted.
But Yang Ahu and the others waited for a long time and Achen didn't continue, which made everyone feel very uncomfortable.
One of the young men quietly nudged Yang Ahu in the back, and after Yang Ahu turned away, he gestured with his eyes for Yang Ahu to quickly ask what kind of way out it was.
Yang Ahu actually asked, because he wanted to know more than anyone else, but unexpectedly—
Ah Chen ignored him completely and instead asked Ah Mo, "I've never been on this road before. How long will it take us to get to Balong Ancient Village?"
"Almost there, almost there. It'll be about three or four kilometers from here. Anyway, once we're out of this forest, we'll be able to see our ancient village."
Yang Ahu quickly replied that he just wanted to make Achen happy and comfortable, and then have him stay in their ancient village for a year or two or so.
To his surprise, Ah Chen immediately retorted, "I was asking my wife, not you. You're asking me something I don't understand."
Forehead--
flutter--
When Yang Ahu's face turned red with anger, the young men of the Qingmiao tribe couldn't help but laugh.
"Ah Chen, you've come all this way, don't keep arguing with me. Give me some face, I have people all around you here."
"What's wrong? What do you want with your men? Do you intend to use them to control the emperor and command the other lords?!"
To hold the emperor hostage and use him to command the feudal lords?
cough cough--
Yang Ahu was really choked this time!
Only Ah Chen could say such things; if it were anyone else, it would be considered blasphemous.
In the Miao people, the emperor that Achen speaks of is the Miao king.
Who dares to use the Miao king to command other branches?
Is this as simple as courting death?
"Yang Ahu, do you even know how to speak? If you can't speak, then shut up." The Miao men next to him immediately started to criticize Yang Ahu.
We have no choice but to confront them!
You should know that when Ah Chen said "they," he really included all of them, the young seedlings.
It's all Yang Ahu's fault. He managed to make a perfectly good sentence sound so rotten.
Amo glanced at the young seedlings, a perfectly normal glance, but her look, which was neither smiling nor angry, sent chills down the spines of the young seedlings.
Because they never knew when the saint would get angry.
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