Save the Bachelor of Heaven

Xiang Nan soon inquired and learned that Chen Yulou indeed had a plan to rob the Pingshan Ancient Tomb.

It turns out that Chen Yulou has great ambitions and is unwilling to just be the leader of the Xiling bandits. He secretly supports many warlord forces and plans to compete in the world.

The amount of money spent on competing in the world is more than tens of millions. Even if he is the leader of Xiling Pirates, he can't support it. In recent years, funds have been slightly tight.

In addition, he also cherished false fame. In this year of chaos, he took in refugees and opened a porridge factory to win people's hearts. As a result, the cost will be even greater.

So he wanted to find a big tomb and make a fortune.

It happened that he received news that there was a large tomb of a general from the Yuan Dynasty deep in Pingshan Mountain, Laoxiong Ridge, Mengdong River, Xiangxi, with rich burials and countless treasures.

If it can be taken down, it will be enough to solve the urgent need. Therefore, he is gathering brothers recently, renovating equipment, gathering information, and waiting for opportunities.

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After Xiang Nan confirmed the news, he took Hua Ling and the old foreigner to Pingshan first.

"There are many poisonous insects and ferocious beasts in Pingshan. Don't be careless and be careful." He warned repeatedly on the way.

Although the sachets and pills he made are very effective in preventing insects and detoxifying. But Taoist Banshan believes that everything is interdependent and there is no eternal strong or winner, so you have to be careful in everything.

"Don't worry, senior brother." Hua Ling and the old foreigner both said.

Wearing raincoats and carrying luggage, the three of them meandered through the mountains and ridges, first arriving at a Miao village called Jinfeng Village.

This village is located among strange peaks and green valleys, and the scenery is as beautiful as in a landscape painting.

There are about a hundred households in the village. Because the local climate is full of miasma, and the mountains have poisonous weeds and sand vipers, the locals, regardless of whether they are foreigners or Chinese, all live side by side on the same floor and climb up the stairs, which is called "pole railing".

All residential buildings are built against the mountains, facing north and south. In order to avoid venomous snakes and insects, the bottoms of the duplex wooden buildings are made of nine pillars, with cross-beams running through them, making the towers suspended. This kind of building is also called " Diaojiaolou".

After Xiang Nan, Hua Ling, and the old foreigner entered the village, they were immediately surrounded by the local people.

"Where are you from? Get out, get out, we don't welcome outsiders here."

"What are you doing, dare to break into our Jinfeng Village?"

"Outsiders get out, outsiders get out!"

Seeing how ferocious these villagers were, Hua Ling and the old foreigner couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The old foreigner even touched the dagger on his waist. If a fight breaks out over a disagreement, he will draw his dagger and kill one to earn enough, and kill two to earn one.

"Fellow folks, please don't get me wrong. We are Zhalou Mohists who walk in the mountains. We are not evil people." Xiang Nan said hurriedly, and then started to praise Zhalou Mohist's carpentry.

It turns out that most people in Xiangxi live in stilt houses. This type of wooden house is bound to deteriorate over time and require repairs. The repairman is called the Zhalou Mo Master.

In western Hunan, this kind of occupation is very common, so it is not easy to cause misunderstandings.

And "Zankou" is a "promotional slogan" said to customers in the old society when doing business and craftsmanship. It is specially used to show off one's own skills. It is also a kind of formula to worship God and make good fortune. Some people sing it. There are also those that are read out.

Partridge Shao began to travel around the world at the age of thirteen. He is well-informed, smart and proficient in all walks of life. Xiang Nan is also an expert in craftsmanship. He has learned carpentry, carving, embroidery, tailoring and other trades in the world of "Sword Rain".

Therefore, when a carpenter's opening ceremony was celebrated, all the villagers cheered loudly and said, "What a great ink master and craftsman, he sang so well." All the mountain people watching by now liked it. his.

After it opened, Xiang Nan's craftsmanship also made the people in the village thumb up. Taishan is not piled up, and cowhide is not blown. Sure enough, there are two brushes.

…

After being busy until noon, the three of them borrowed a meal from a group of civilians.

"Hey, Dad, why do you have to offer a black bird to your stilted house downstairs?" Xiang Nan put down the bowl and bowed.

There is a black bird totem under the stilts of every house in the village. They are all made of black wood and look very old in appearance. Neither the old foreigner nor Hua Ling cared.

Just because the Xiangxi area was influenced by the Wu-Chu culture in ancient times, ancient rock paintings and ancient totems of Xuanniao can be seen everywhere. Although they are mysterious and weird, there is nothing worth pursuing.

Seeing that he was being polite, his friend's father explained, "The black bird is actually the phoenix! Most people in the mountains of western Hunan believe in the black bird. There is an ancient lock on the border town in western Hunan called Phoenix, and the mountains are shaped like a phoenix spreading its wings.

The natives in western Hunan all believe that this thing can keep their homes safe. Like this old piece of wood with a black bird carved on it, it is the most common thing among us. Every local family has it left by their ancestors, and most of the people who come here from outside have followed the local customs. "

"Thanks for the advice." Xiang Nan nodded.

At this moment, a high-pitched rooster crows suddenly.

Xiang Nan looked around and saw that the big rooster was twice as big as an ordinary rooster. It had colorful feathers and a high crest, and was majestic and majestic. Its demeanor was even more arrogant and untamed.

Its rooster's comb is big and red. When the chicken's head moves, the bright red meat comb trembles wildly, as if it is holding a ball of burning flames. The feathers on the whole body are divided into five colors, and the beak and claws of the chicken are sharp and sharp. They all glow with golden light under the noon sun.

When Xiang Nan saw this, he immediately walked over.

But I saw a man brandishing a machete and rushing towards the chicken, "Good beast, if you run away again, I'll kill you!"

"Stop!" Xiang Nan saw the pretense and immediately rushed forward.

"What are you doing? What does it have to do with you if I kill my chickens?" The man said displeased when he saw this.

"This chicken is destined to me." Xiang Nan explained, "You set a price. I bought this chicken."

The man was stunned for a moment, then turned around and shouted, "Dad, someone wants to buy our chickens."

"Who, who wants to buy my chickens?" A man came out of the house. He was a lot older, about fifty or sixty years old. Seeing Xiang Nan, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"It's me, I want to buy this chicken." Xiang Nan said.

"Not for sale." The old man waved his hand.

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Fifty ocean. You can buy hundreds of chickens."

"Fifty?! Not for sale." The old man still said.

"One hundred oceans." Xiang Nan said again.

"One hundred?!" The old man swallowed, but still shook his head, "If you don't sell it, I can't sell it."

"Two hundred." Xiang Nan said again.

"Oh, I'm doing it for your own good. This chicken is not a chicken, but a monster. Haven't you young people heard that a dog doesn't last eight years and a chicken doesn't last six years?" The old man waved his hand and said, "If I take this rooster, If I give it to you, it will really bring you into trouble. How can you do this easily if you don't have any evil virtue?"

It turns out that people in ancient times were superstitious and believed that poultry and livestock were spiritual. If they were in contact with people for a long time, they would understand human nature. Sooner or later, they would become spirits and monsters, and they would do some evil things that would endanger and harm the world.

That’s why there is a saying that “a dog does not live for eight years and a chicken does not live for six years.”