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Chapter 301 Origin
"I am the officer here." Cheng Zi stood up, surprised that this mysterious maiden could speak fluent Chinese.

And judging from the voice, this woman is not very old at all.Then her identity seemed even more strange.

"I don't know your lord's name, can you tell me?" the witch said.

"My surname is Cheng and my name is Feng, and my courtesy name is Changde."

"Master Cheng, can I have a private talk with you adults?"

"Well..." Madman Cheng said, "Yes."

"Sir, what if she wants to use the opportunity of private negotiations to assassinate you..." one of Madman Cheng's subordinates said worriedly.

"The other party is obviously a little girl. If she is even afraid of her, wouldn't our mountain camp become a joke of others?" Cheng Crazy said.

The witch nodded, then turned around and told several Atayal people who were protecting her in the native language to let them go back temporarily.These tribesmen were a little restless at first, but they still respectfully obeyed the instructions of the gods conveyed by the witch.

Afterwards, the witch negotiated with Madman Cheng and several military officers separately. Obviously, the witch didn't want too many people to know her identity.

"Witch, right? I listen to your words, you should be a Han." Crazy Cheng asked the doubts in his heart.

"Master Cheng guessed right, I am indeed Han." The witch took off her mask.

"No way..." The pupils of several mountain battalion officers, including Madman Cheng, dilated as the masks were slowly lifted off.

Appearing in front of them was an ethereal and delicate beauty with waist-length hair tied up with a white ribbon.Without the clay paint and tattoos like the Atayal people, plain makeup is already amazing.And at first glance, it looks like a Han woman.

"Why is the maiden who helps the natives of Yizhou communicate with the gods turned out to be a woman from the Han family? It's so unbelievable!" Madman Cheng and the others were at a loss.

"It's a long story. I was originally the daughter of a businessman in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. When I was three or four years old, my father was killed by pirates and my family fell into ruin. Naturally, I became an orphan. Later, I was trafficked to Yi Luckily, I was adopted by the previous generation of Atayal witches, who taught me knowledge about astronomy, medicine, farming and mulberry. A few months ago, the previous generation of witches passed away. Communicate." The young witch said.

"You mentioned that there was a previous generation of witches who were proficient in astronomy, medicine, farming and mulberry. This is not something that ordinary aborigines can grow up to. Could it be that she is also a Han Chinese?"

"Yes." The young witch nodded of course.

Crazy Cheng and several officers looked at each other, as if some big secret had happened.The witches respected by the natives of Yizhou turned out to be Han Chinese.The Han people seem to have exported culture and technology to the periphery of Daming through a magical way.

"Then the previous generation, the previous generation of witches, were also Han Chinese?"

"Yes. This is the rule set by the first generation of witches." The young witch said.

"It's unbelievable. I would like to take the liberty to ask, the origin of the first generation of witches... Don't get me wrong, we are just very curious." Crazy Cheng couldn't help asking.

"The matter may have to start from the end of the Song Dynasty..." The eyes of the young witch were a little confused, as if she was recalling the stories of her predecessors.

It turned out that when the Southern Song Dynasty fell, the Yuan army captured Lin'an, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty. The remnants of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lu Xiufu, Wen Tianxiang, Zhang Shijie and others supported the little emperor and made the final resistance in Fujian and Guangdong.During the war, a branch of Zhao's royal family drifted to Yizhou, and encountered shipwrecks one after another. After arriving in Yizhou, most of them died due to conflicts with the natives and disaccustomed to the environment.The remaining little princess and the few surviving maids discovered that the local aborigines believed in some kind of god, so they pretended to be the spokesperson of the gods in the world, and relied on their own knowledge to make the aborigines respect them. ...

However, the existence of witches also allowed part of the knowledge and technology of Song Dynasty to be passed here. After the medical skills miraculously saved some tribesmen, the aborigines became more convinced that witches could communicate with gods.

"In this way, the experience of the little princess and others at that time can be described as a legend." Madman Cheng and the others listened to the young witch's words, and they were stunned for a while, almost listening to the storytelling storytellers.

"I don't know if there are any descendants of the little princess?"

"No. Because the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, the little princess shed tears every day, and soon died of depression." The young witch said.

"It's embarrassing." Crazy Cheng sighed heavily.

After the rest of the officers listened, they suddenly seemed lost.

"In fact, the aborigines have their own way of life. I don't want their peaceful life to be broken. That's why I took the initiative to contact you this time, hoping that you can reconcile." The young witch said, "Especially when I saw the blood on the corpses of the clansmen. The wound, knowing that you have a very terrible weapon, makes my judgment more certain. Although you killed the son of the patriarch, I know that if they continue to fight you, the entire tribe may be wiped out..."

"Did we kill the son of their patriarch?" Crazy Cheng seemed to grasp the point, and asked the other officers, "Did we do this?"

"It seems that when we were chasing Zheng Zhihu, our soldiers did accidentally kill some indigenous people during the fierce battle... Some people also reported it, but we didn't pay much attention to it, so we didn't tell you." Several officers said shamefully.

"No wonder I said why the Atayal people suddenly joined forces with Zheng Zhihu to punish us. It turned out that they killed the son of their patriarch. This incident has become bigger. The fault is indeed on our side. I will not shirk this point. What kind of things did the Atayal people propose? Conditions, can we reconcile with us?" Cheng Maniac said.

"The chief of the tribe said that as long as you hand over the murderer of his son and never invade their forests, they are willing to let you go." The young witch said.

"Well...the latter one can be done, but I can't do the first one. Our soldiers killed his son by mistake in the battle with Zheng Zhihu's troops, and it was not intentional. I can't fight bravely against them Be punished for your behavior, otherwise it will chill the hearts of the soldiers." Cheng Crazy said.

The young witch Liu frowned, as if she was in a dilemma.

"Sir, I have a compromise. We can hand over the captured pirates, gag their mouths, let them wear our clothes, call them murderers, and execute them on the spot. Isn't the matter solved?" An officer suggested.

"You are ruthless enough, how can you be so unethical." Madman Cheng's eyes turned ruthless, "Let's do it like this."

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