Chapter 560 Meeting Six Alans
It took more than half an hour to drive to the gate of the Alanweng tribe.
There was someone guarding the place, and the car was stopped by a roadblock.
Bai Yangfan took a look and felt that it was impossible for the car to drive into the road behind, so he simply got out.
The first one to come down was Huang Weixuan, the second was Zhuang Liya, the third was Lu Jingheng, and the fourth was Bai Yangfan.
The three people in front came down, but the people guarding the roadblock didn't react much.
When they saw Bai Yangfan coming down, everyone took a deep breath and a hissing sound was heard all around, as if they had eaten chili peppers.
The man who was originally going to embarrass the driver was suddenly stunned. He did not embarrass him anymore. He just remembered his license plate number and waved him away.
The driver, who was so scared that he shrank his neck and dared not say a word, saw that no one was bothering him and let him go, so he turned around and left quickly.
If he didn't waste even a moment, he was afraid that the people of the Alanwong tribe would regret their decision and arrest him.
Bai Yangfan didn't know why these people were so surprised to see her. She was surprised for a moment, and then greeted them politely.
She put her hands together and bowed, and the other three followed suit.
The person opposite quickly put his hands together and bowed to return the greeting.
Bai Yangfan: "Hello! We are from China. Can we meet your old Alan?"
"Yes! This way, please, miss."
The person who returned the gift was a woman wearing a flowery headscarf and a colorful robe that was very distinctive of the local area.
Bai Yangfan was very surprised. He had prepared a lot of words to persuade the people of the Alanwong tribe, but he didn't expect that they were of no use at all.
He turned around and looked at Lu Jingheng, asking in his eyes: What do you mean?
Lu Jingheng gave her a reassuring look: I don’t know, just follow them.
Zhuang Liya was also puzzled. She approached Bai Yangfan, hugged her arm, and whispered to her, "Eighteen! Why are the people of the Alanweng tribe so strange? From the looks of their faces, they acted like they'd seen a ghost when they saw you. What's with that reaction?"
"Who should I ask if you ask me?" Bai Yangfan looked up at the back of the woman leading the way. "How would I know what's going on with them? But since we're here, we might as well make the best of it. Once we see Old Alan, we can hand Vasukoa over to her and that's it."
The person leading the way in front heard them chattering, but unfortunately he didn't understand what they were saying.
After walking a long and winding way with a few people, we finally arrived at the residential area of the Alanwong tribe.
I have to say that there are really a lot of people in the Alanweng tribe, and this residential area is even bigger than Huang Bairen’s home.
There are houses built on several hilltops, all of them are stilt houses. Looking at these buildings, one feels like he has returned to the southwest of China.
It seemed that someone would rush out from the stilt house soon, light a bonfire, dance, and sing and dance to welcome the guests coming from afar.
In his previous life, Bai Yangfan had visited the southwest and witnessed the kind of singing and dancing that involved shaking hair, splashing water, and drinking ox-horn wine in a scenic area. They lived in these stilt houses, which were very unique.
"Wow! So beautiful!" Zhuang Liya couldn't help but admire the spectacular stilt houses built next to each other.
Lu Jingheng also praised: "It's really nice, it feels like I've arrived at a Bai people's village."
Huang Weixuan laughed and said, "You are just country bumpkins. Stilt houses are the most common type of building here. They are not only found in China, but also in Elephant Country."
His act of spoiling the mood made Bai Yangfan suddenly feel that he was overthinking.
Zhuang Liya turned around and glared at him fiercely: "You are the one who talks the most nonsense. If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."
Huang Weixuan was stunned by the woman's scolding. He looked at the woman in surprise, not knowing what he had said wrong.
Stilt houses are very common in the Elephant Country. He is not wrong. Why would a woman be so mean to him?
Zhuang Liya: “······” I’m angry with you because you ruined the good mood of me and my son Eighteen.
After walking for a while, we finally got close to the stilt houses.
Looking closely, I found a particularly tall building in the middle.
Although it is also a stilt house, it is four stories high and there is a plaque hanging on the top floor.
The three words "Alanong" are written on it in the local official language.
You don't need to look to know that this should be the main building of the Alanwong tribe.
It should also be the place where the leaders of the Alanong tribe of all generations gathered.
The guide brought them in. There were people guarding the door, and it looked very strict.
Bai Yangfan, Lu Jingheng, Zhuang Liya, and Huang Weixuan were all people who had seen the world. Even though there were quite a few guards, with a long row of at least fifty or sixty people standing on both sides, they did not show the slightest fear.
On the contrary, when the guards saw Bai Yangfan, they all looked as if they had seen a ghost.
The "hissing" sound continued to be heard.
Although they felt strange in their hearts, they did not show it on the surface. They followed the leader with their heads held high, their eyes looking straight ahead, and walked in with a dignified manner.
When we arrived at the main building lobby, we saw six women sitting inside. They were wearing similar clothes and headdresses, and they looked quite high-end.
He should be the leader of the tribe.
The chairs are arranged from high to low.
Sitting in the highest position was an old woman who was almost a hundred years old. Her hands and face were covered with age spots, her hair was snow-white, her back was hunched, and her eyes were cloudy, which fully showed that she was not young.
In turn, there were two old ladies in their eighties and nineties. They also had age spots and snow-white hair, but their backs were not hunched and their eyes were clear. The two old ladies looked almost identical and looked like twins.
The next person was about seventy years old. He sat upright and looked at people with a look full of doubt and scrutiny.
The man next to her was in his fifties or sixties, with his black hair combed meticulously. He stared at Bai Yangfan intently, as if studying something.
The youngest one was probably in his forties. When he saw them come in, he stood up enthusiastically, arranged seats for them, and arranged for someone to serve them tea.
After dismissing everyone, he asked enthusiastically, "I heard you are here to look for Old Alan from our Alanweng tribe? All our old Alans are here. Which one are you looking for?"
Lu Jingheng glanced at the old Alans, calmly put down the tea bowl in his hand, and whispered to his wife: "We can't get Vasukoya out under their noses. We have to think of a way."
Bai Yangfan nodded: "I know. Let's tell them the news that Vasukoa is not dead first, and test their reaction first."
"good!"
Since his wife had made arrangements, Lu Jingheng no longer worried about it and just waited to see the results.
"We don't know which old Alan Commander Wasukoya is looking for."
When these words were spoken, all the old Alans, no, to be exact, all the Alans were shocked, especially the old Alan who was in his fifties or sixties.
The scrutinizing gaze suddenly turned fierce. "What nonsense are you talking about? Commander Wasukoya is dead. Why are you using his name to deceive us? Tell me! What exactly do you want to do in our Alanwong tribe?"
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