Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 100: Red Deer Wa Village Demon Basi Gu

"This……"

"Brother Chen, Bamoap once said that the natives here are extremely hostile to outsiders, is that true?"

Hear this.

Partridge Whistle, who was riding on horseback, could not help but frown slightly and said hesitantly.

"Brother Dao, don't worry."

"Just to get in touch, it's best if you can enter the village. If you can't, it's okay. The mountains here are rolling, so you can find a valley to set up camp."

Chen Yulou smiled and said casually.

Then he waved the guy away.

See him so calm.

Partridge Whistle didn't say much, he just raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the man disappeared.

Looking across the dense forest.

You can still vaguely see a winding and vast river, and the sound of rushing water echoes around.

Except for him, everyone else was also worried.

After passing the ancient city of Nanjian, they encountered many villages along the way. However, they saw outsiders passing by from a distance. The gates were either closed, or they were holding spears and looking menacing.

The cave dweller Miao village in Laoxiong Ridge.

There has been trade with foreign countries for generations.

Still so defensive towards outsiders.

This place is so remote that the natives are not civilized. They even live in the era of slash and burn farming.

Can there be exceptions?

But the shopkeeper's words were what they said, and it was not easy for them to refute them.

The group of people could only sit on their horses and watch from a distance, waiting in silence. Only the horses beneath them sneezed a few times, or neighed a few times as they walked back and forth.

their thoughts.

How could Chen Yulou not understand?

He also saw what happened along the way.

However, this place is really not the same as other places.

Descendants of the ancient Di Qiang people, the Wa people.

These two keywords alone were enough for him to take the risk.

Thousands of years ago, Prime Minister Zhuge pacified the Southern Barbarians and made an agreement with the Wa people. The Wa people would always be the gatekeepers of the country for the Han people for generations.

More than two hundred years ago.

There was also Li Dingguo, a famous general in the Southern Ming Dynasty, who swore an alliance with various tribes and raised troops to march south to the west, stirring up chaos in the world.

This Wa village has been settled here for generations, and it is very likely that they still remember the agreement to guard the gate and the oath made by the King of Han.

This is what Chen Yulou is betting on.

of course.

Even if the mountain people don't want them to enter the village, it's okay.

This trip to Zhelong Mountain was originally intended to steal the tomb of King Xian. Too much talk would lead to mistakes.

Waited for a while.

The guy left and came back.

However, unlike the anxiety before, his face at this moment was full of surprise.

"Shopkeeper, we have been in contact with that brother just now. We heard that the Han people came from afar, so we specially invited the clan leader, saying that as long as he showed his identity, he could enter the village."

"Can?!"

Upon hearing this.

The eyes of the thieves who were still in shock and doubt suddenly lit up.

There are rolling mountains here, and it's about to get dark.

If you really want to camp in the mountains, the dangers can be imagined.

But entering the village is different.

Maybe you can even have a warm meal.

"Yes, when I came back, I saw a group of people coming out of the village from a distance, and two old people, who seemed to have a high status, rushing towards the river."

The guy responded quickly.

"Okay, everyone, come with me to pay my respects first."

Hearing this, Chen Yulou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that he made the right bet.

Those two old men were most likely the patriarchs and village masters of the clan.

The fact that they came out of the stronghold to welcome him already explained everything.

He immediately slapped the horse on its back and rushed towards the river. Others did not dare to delay and chased after him.

Waiting to cross the jungle.

From a distance, you can see a big river running across the mountains.

It is winding and winding, shaped like a giant white python.

"Snake River..."

Chen Yulou stood by the water. Before he even got close, he could feel a stream of cold water vapor blowing into his face, sweeping away the heat of the journey.

The Snake River is formed by the convergence of streams after the ice and snow in Zhelong Mountain melted.

Flowing between mountains and forests.

Eventually it merges with the Lancang River.

On the other side of the Snake River, one can indeed vaguely see an old village.

At first glance, it is either a stilt-style bamboo building or a two-story chicken coop house made of grass and trees.

See these two obvious characteristics.

Chen Yulou was even more convinced that this place must be a Wa village.

Among the hundreds of ethnic groups in southern Yunnan, only the Wa people live in this unique cage house.

The mountains and forests are full of poisons, snakes, insects, rats and ants are everywhere. In addition, it is rainy in the mountains. People live in the upper floors of the chicken coops and raise some chickens and ducks below, which can perfectly adapt to this environment and landscape.

And this moment.

A tree-lined path with a canopy of trees like clouds.

Two gray-haired old men, one on the left and one on the right, were coming with wooden sticks.

Except them.

There are also many young people.

All of them are strong and strong, with short swords hanging on their waists and bamboo bows on their backs.

See this.

Chen Yulou did not dare to entrust him, so he jumped off the horse and handed the dragon colt to the hands of the waiter on the side.

The same was true for Partridge Whistle and others, and they dismounted one after another.

Stand behind him.

The two groups of people faced each other across the river.

soon.

A man with an unruly expression, like a ferocious beast, emerged from the crowd and shouted something at the group of people.

When they came, they also learned a few simple words of various ethnic languages ​​from Bamo.

But at this moment, I feel like listening to a book from heaven.

Chen Yulou didn't understand either.

But I can roughly understand what he means.

He immediately clasped his fists and said loudly.

"Chen Yulou in western Hunan passed by the treasure land today and came here to pay his respects. I hope to get permission to spend the night in the stronghold."

"Really Han Chinese?!"

He is not loud.

But it happened to be able to be heard clearly by everyone on the river bank.

A group of young people were confused and confused after hearing this.

But the eyes of an old man standing at the front suddenly lit up, and he murmured in a low voice. The trembling beard on his chin had already exposed his thoughts.

"Xi Gu, are you sure?"

"Since the King of Han and his uncle left, no Han people have come here for hundreds of years."

The old man next to him also looked extremely excited.

I heard a report from the villagers in the village before, saying that a group of Han people came from the other side of the Snake River.

They were amazed.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come out to investigate in person.

And the King of Han in his mouth was Li Dingguo.

As for the uncle, it was Wu Shangxian who went deep into southern Yunnan more than a hundred years ago, discovered a silver mine, and was revered as the owner of the mine.

The two have high status among the Wa people and are deeply popular among the people.

In various Wa tribes, the saying "Yao Lao Li and Xi Lao Wu" has been circulating for many years.

only……

Since two people passed away.

The contact between the Wa people and the Han people was severed, and there was almost no contact between them.

Maluzhai is located deep under Zhelong Mountain, and over the snowy peaks, it is the territory of a foreign nation and a foreign country.

You can imagine how remote this place is.

Except for them, the descendants of ancient Diqiang, ancient Baipu, Baiyue or Sanmiao, who have lived here for generations, there is no human habitation within hundreds of miles, and it is no different from the wilderness.

When they were children, they had heard stories from the older generation about the king of Han going south to the west and the mine owners moving mountains to get silver.

There are even more ancient rumors about Prime Minister Dingnan.

but.

They are now the oldest old people in the village.

Half of his body bones were buried in the ground.

I have never seen any Han people coming and going in my life.

What's more, those young people?

"The accent sounds similar."

Xigu, the old man with a wooden stick, is the oldest, nearly seventy years old.

It may not be a big deal in future generations, but these days, it is extremely rare in the Wa village.

Moreover, he has a high status in Malu Village.

It's Moba.

That is, the Wa village wizard.

According to legend, he is the person who communicates with the spirit Meji and the great ghost.

It can exorcise ghosts, arrange marriages, and comfort people, as well as chant sutras and divination.

In addition, he also has the responsibility of the herbal medicine in the village.

He is also the inheritor of his own culture.

Today's Wa people do not have writing yet, and all important events in the tribe are recorded by drawings or straw ropes.

Xigu took charge of this matter.

As for the old man next to him, he is the clan leader of this generation's Maluzhai, named Saisuo Toge.

However, most of the mountain people call him the clan leader, or Togeqiuda.

Among the Wa people, Qiuda is equivalent to Apu of the Yi people.

They are all respectful titles for elderly people. Just like Xigu, people don't call him by his first name, but call him Xigu Qiuda, or Moba Qiuda.

"Xigu, it's up to you, we old guys don't even know how to speak Chinese anymore..."

Tog shook his head, looking slightly lonely.

for hundreds of years.

With the passing of those ancestors who followed the Han king south to quell the Western Rebellion, the only person in Malu Village who can still understand Chinese is Xi Gu next to him.

"do not think too much."

"It would be a good thing if a descendant of King Han really comes here."

Xigu patted him on the shoulder.

The two of them grew up together.

Now among this generation, only these two old guys are still alive.

"Yes……"

Tog nodded.

There was a hint of expectation in those cloudy eyes.

Maluzhai still enshrines the statue of Grandpa Zhuge and the tablet of the King of Han.

If he is really a descendant of King Han, what's more than a good thing?

They will have no regrets in this life.

"Wuluo, don't be so hostile, help me over."

Xigu glanced at the figure holding a sword and a bow in front of him, shook his head and smiled.

Wuluo is the most outstanding one among the younger generation in the village.

Responsible for hunting and guarding.

"Can……"

Uro subconsciously wanted to say something.

But facing the old man's calm eyes, he swallowed the words on his lips again, stepped forward to support him carefully, and nodded.

"Yes, Sigu Qiuda."

but.

But he didn't dare to let down his guard against the people on the river bank.

Wuluo hunts in the mountains all year round and fights with wild beasts, and he has the keenest sense of danger.

Although the group of people were dozens of steps away.

But the aura on his body and the evil look in his eyes cannot deceive anyone.

In his eyes, those people were more dangerous than the beasts in the mountains.

Another point.

In front of Xiguqiuda, he did not dare to say it.

Over the years, Maluzhai and Mengla Village, which is dozens of miles away, have become feuds with each other and have fought countless times overtly and covertly.

In case these people are invited from Mengla Village.

Once you enter the stronghold, it is like inviting a wolf into the house.

As the leader of the hunting team, he was responsible for the lives of 237 men, women, and children in the village.

and so.

While supporting Xigu Qiuda.

Uro looked back at the people outside him calmly.

Those few are all good players in the hunting team.

No matter the swordsmanship or archery skills, they are not inferior to him.

Even if there was only one chance in ten thousand, he would not dare to completely relax his heartstrings.

The eyes of several people were communicating silently in the air.

By the time Uro turned around, they had already secretly held down the long knives at their waists. Their figures were slightly bowed, and their eyes under the red cloth on their foreheads showed strong murderous intent.

"The shopkeeper is here."

Watching from a distance, Uro helped the old man walk to the river.

The shopkeeper seemed a little distracted.

The red girl couldn't help but remind her in a low voice.

Of course Chen Yulou saw it.

But he was not wandering, but worried.

The Wa Village here seems to have been isolated from the outside world for too long.

The Wa language taught by Bamo that day was very different from what they spoke.

Words that cannot be shared by words.

You can't communicate with gestures all the time.

The few guys I had contacted before were just talking and gesticulating, and it took a while for them to barely understand.

"I am Moba from the village, my name is Xigu."

"Are you...really Han?"

Chen Yulou was still thinking about whether to make a gesture.

Suddenly.

A strange yet strangely familiar voice sounded in his ears.

and many more……

It's not just him.

Behind them, Partridge Whistle, Hua Ling, Red Girl and others also raised their heads suddenly, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.

Although the old man's words had a strong accent.

It sounds vague, but it is definitely Chinese.

"Yes!"

"Old man... Qiuda, we come from western Hunan."

Chen Yulou could not hide his surprise.

Along the way, except for people like Bamo who sailed all year round or did business in the ancient dock city.

People from other tribes I met.

Almost none of them speak Chinese.

This was the first time they heard Chinese speaking after disembarking from the ancient city of Nanjian.

For a moment, there was a rare feeling of local accent.

"Xiangxi..."

This place name has never been heard of in ancient times.

However, he has confirmed one thing.

Those are the people from across the Snake River. They are indeed Han Chinese.

"Qiuda can know that in central Shu, Xiangxi and central Shu are separated by just one province, and the two places are only a few hundred miles apart."

I saw a bit of confusion and strangeness on the face of the old man on the other side.

Obviously I don’t know where Xiangxi is.

Chen Yulou was moved.

He immediately mentioned the name of Shu.

If his guess is correct and the Wa village here still remembers the oath they made with the Prime Minister to forever guard the country, then... they must know about Shuzhong.

really.

Almost the moment the word Shuzhong appeared.

A ray of light suddenly burst out from Xigu's old eyes.

The hands holding the wooden stick began to tremble a little because of the emotion.

"Sichuan...Sichuan."

"That's Grandpa's old capital."

Water mist appeared in Xigu's eyes, and he kept mumbling.

"Yes, Qiuda, we passed through the Prime Minister's old capital when we came here."

Chen Yulou's mood was also turbulent.

Who could have imagined.

More than a thousand years have passed.

These Wa people who no longer even know how to speak Chinese actually still remember the agreement they made with Prime Minister Zhuge.

"Good good..."

Sigurian said a few good words.

I took a long breath and felt that my long-cherished wish was finally coming true today.

Passing by Grandpa’s old capital.

Then these people can be regarded as descendants of Grandpa.

"Uluo, hurry up, build a bridge and invite them into the camp."

Xigu couldn't hold back his excitement, he patted Uluo's arm hard and said loudly.

"Qiuda, this..."

Uro didn't even understand what was going on.

The words that came out of Xiguqiuda's mouth felt extremely strange to him.

But now, Qiuda actually let himself lay the bridge.

The Snake River is the last barrier to the village.

Once the bridge was built, he had no confidence that he would be able to block those people with the draft.

"Go as quickly as you are told."

"They have no contact with those brats in Mengla Village, don't worry."

Xi Gu’s mind is so clear.

How could he not see through Uro's thoughts.

"Yes, Qiuda."

Seeing that his thoughts were revealed, Wu Luo couldn't help but blush.

Xigu Qiuda is the devil in the village, he knows everything.

Since he has already confirmed it.

Then these people must have nothing to do with Mengla Village.

Thinking of this, Uro didn't dare to hesitate anymore and quickly called everyone to build the pontoon bridge.

A group of young people moved very quickly.

In less than a moment, a wooden bridge large enough to accommodate two horses crossed the Snake River.

See this.

Chen Yulou and his party quickly crossed the bridge without any hesitation.

We chatted briefly.

Xigu then took them and walked towards the village.

"It has been a full one hundred and ninety-six years, and no Han people have come here again. Let's go, I will take you to the ancestral home to meet grandpa."

　Chapter 100, hehe, small achievement

　　

　

(End of this chapter)