Tomb Bride: A Millennium Immortal Jade Face Beauty

"Well, we left at night, and Wushuang and the others went in two directions, but this last sacred object is not so easy to get. I'm afraid Nalan will encounter some troubles, and the descendants of Sanbeile have also started to take action."

"You bald donkey, since you don't want the Yehe clan to guard the holy mountain in the next life, why bother to assist him?"

"You are used to loitering in clouds and wild cranes like a bull-nosed person, but you don't know that Taizu's oracle must not be violated? The No. 15 guardian of the holy mountain must be handed over to Ye He's descendants!")

It was already 4 o'clock in the middle of the night when we returned to the village at the foot of the mountain.After the carnival, many people have gone home to sleep, but there are still many folk artists and folklorists on the other side of the river chatting around the unextinguished bonfire at the ferry.This year, the beautiful girls in the small town on the other side of the Songhua River seem to have come here in vain. Only some foreign-looking people with big arms and round waists are left.Everyone was completely unaware of the earth-shattering scene that just happened in Yilhuli Mountain.

Although the two of us were exhausted, we escaped by chance and got the small brocade box in the hands of the baby corpse. We were so excited that we found some Manchu specialties to pad our stomachs at the ferry.The names of Manchu-style snacks are very distinctive, such as Cixi’s small Wotou, Nurhachi’s golden meat, and even Saqima are from Manchu.

But after taking a bite, I looked at the "flowers and jade" leftover women next to me, all staring at me like wolves and tigers, and I felt a little hairy.The folk customs here are like this, whether it is a young man in the village or an unmarried girl in the opposite town, who has not found someone to sleep in the middle of the night for a long time, it must be someone who has not found a marriage this year.

Sure enough, a woman walked towards me with her tall and burly daughter smiling.I grinned at them in embarrassment, and Meihui sarcastically said to me: "Look at it, brother, you are full of women wherever you go, no, you have come to your door, hurry up and talk to them, maybe you can get married Ann is married."

Most of the people in the vicinity are Manchurians, and every family relies on the Songhua River and Yilhuli Mountain to live a life of fishing and hunting. Their thinking is definitely not as good as ours. The woman said a lot of Manchu to me. Although I couldn’t understand it, I saw This expression should be asking about my personal situation.

Meihui didn't have me to translate, so she made up her own mind and returned a few words, I couldn't understand, but seeing the woman and girl leaving in a huff, I knew that this girl must have taken me as her own again, and no one else should worry about her.

At this time the secretary and the others just came back from the mountain, each one in a state of embarrassment, seeing that Meihui and I were still at the ferry, they told me to hurry home with him to rest.

He said to Meihui: "You girl, it's almost dawn, and you still let your man hang around here? Are you afraid that we will find a Manchu girl to leave you tomorrow?"

I think the people in the mountains are more industrious than the people in the city, even the chickens in the mountains are the same. It is only 04:30, and the sky is not bright yet, and one of them has already started to croak.Along the way, Tong Jiefang didn't want to talk too much, I think he was exhausted, and the other elders and followers were the same, just walking with their heads depressed, dejected.However, I secretly counted the number of people, and there were quite a few of them. It seems that the ice ghost did block the man-bear, and one person was lost, which is really lucky.

When I got home, I saw that the Gao family's mother and daughter had already fallen asleep in the east room.Dabao was squatting foolishly in front of the underground stove in the outhouse, and was pasting pastry, which is the big corn flour pancake that we rural people in Northeast China often eat.As soon as I opened the door, I smelled the aroma. I smacked my mouth a few times, and finally I couldn't hold back and tasted one.