Hearing Sikong Han's question, Bei Mingxiu nodded slightly: "Of course."

Seeing that Bei Mingxiu's expression remained unchanged, Sikong Han's eyes flashed with surprise and he said fiercely: "Then do you swear?"

Beiming Xiuxian said: "Of course, I swear I will not interfere with your Tianlong Festival. If there is anything you need me to do, I can also help."

Si Konghan was stunned for a moment, and a hint of disappointment seemed to flash across his face. Then he laughed loudly, patted Bei Mingxiu on the back and said, "You are interesting, kid. Okay, go in. I just remember your words. If you dare to act recklessly,

I will tear you apart with my hands."

Bei Mingxiu felt pain in his back when he patted him, and said calmly: "Please don't worry."

Then, under the eyes of everyone, he walked straight into Fengyun Village, turned around and said, "Excuse me, sir, is there a place to live in the village?"

Sikong Han impatiently pointed in a direction and said, "Big brother has arranged a place for you outsiders who are looking for trouble. There are still rooms. You can choose one of your own. If anything happens, we won't care."

Bei Mingxiu cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."

He walked calmly in the direction pointed by Sikong Han and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

The place was quiet.

Everyone present was first attracted by Bei Mingxiu's appearance, and secondly, they were shocked by his decisive act of giving in. They were speechless for a moment.

After a long while, Yuan Xue whispered: "Senior sister, he is not powerful at all."

Si Xiang smiled faintly, pointed at Si Konghan who was smiling beside him and said, "Isn't it great that the Second Village Master can easily put him into Maple Cloud Village in a happy mood?"

Yuan Xue argued: "But he is clearly a coward."

Si Xiang rubbed her head and said fondly: "A man can bend and stretch, and he can be cowardly so naturally. This is his ability."

Yuan Xue always felt that this statement made no sense, but it seemed to make some sense. After a while, she still couldn't understand the logic of her senior sister, but in the end she could only give up the argument and just made a face to Bei Mingxiu silently in her heart.

…

From Sikong Han's behavior at the entrance of the village just now, Beiming Xiu could clearly feel that Fengyun Village did not seem to welcome outsiders like them, and the reason... seemed to be because of the Tianlong Festival?

He first went to look in the direction that Sikong Han pointed to him, and sure enough he found a larger house, but the accommodation environment was really not flattering, perhaps only a little higher than the stable.

If he hadn't slept in a messier environment, he might have had a big argument with the people in Maple Cloud Village.

He quickly found an empty room, pushed open the creaking wooden door, and carved a mark on the door, which was considered a choice.

Before leaving this temporary inn, he carefully asked the middle-aged aunt in the kitchen, and then he found out that this place was indeed not very friendly to outsiders like them.

Clear soup and plain water are their food. If you want something else, you can find a way to get it yourself.

And they don't accept cashier's checks, they even accept them

I despise money even more.

Bei Mingxiu sighed helplessly, thinking to himself, how could there be a bank for them to exchange money in such a remote place.

After a moment of confusion, he walked out of the hotel and planned to find someone to ask about the situation.

Judging from the situation in Fengyun Village, they must be holding some grand event, probably the so-called Tianlong Festival.

He had never heard of such a festival in the world before, and it should be a unique activity of Fengyun Village.

Do as the Romans do, at least he has to figure out what this activity is all about.

Bei Mingxiu looked around and found a beggar sunbathing.

His clothes were ragged, his hair was unkempt, and his body was lean. It was obvious that he rarely had a full meal, but his expression was very relaxed and comfortable.

In Fengyun Village, beggars are already a rare position. Perhaps he is the only beggar in the entire Fengyun Village.

And he was the first beggar he had ever seen who could still enjoy himself so much.

He walked up and said, "Hello."

The beggar looked up at Bei Mingxiu and said, "Hello."

Bei Mingxiu said: "Excuse me, what exactly is the Tianlong Festival?"

The beggar looked away and continued to enjoy the sunshine while saying, "Are we familiar with each other?"

Bei Mingxiu said: "It's our first time meeting."

After saying this, he put a piece of silver into the beggar's hand.

The beggar weighed the money in his hand, stretched out with satisfaction, a sly look flashed in his eyes, played with the money in his hand, and said with a smile: "Now that we are familiar with each other, what do you want to know?"

Bei Mingxiu smiled and said: "The Tianlong Festival in your village."

…

Bei Mingxiu reluctantly discovered a fact.

This beggar who loves and enjoys life is a talkative man.

Although he said almost everything Bei Mingxiu wanted to know, he would always add a little bit of his feelings about those things, and then go further and further, and it would take a long time before he would get back to the right path.

But fortunately, at least he figured out the information about Tianlong Festival.

It turns out that hundreds of years ago, there was no Fengyun Village here, only Tianhuang Valley and the nearby desolation. But one year, a giant dragon spitting flames poked its head out from the mountains, and the earth shook.

A spring emerged from the desolation.

Soon after, the ancestors of the Sikong family led some people to flee from the Central Plains. They relied on this clear spring to make a living, and later developed the current Maple Cloud Village.

In order to commemorate the original dragon that created the only water source here, Fengyun Village holds the Tianlong Festival every year.

In Bei Mingxiu's opinion, the credibility of this legend is relatively high. After all, he has never seen a dragon, but he has seen the dragon bloodline. The power that bursts out from the bloodline cannot be resisted by ordinary practitioners.

And among the beggar's emotions, he also sorted out some useful information.

Such as now

The three brothers of the Sikong family who are the head of Fengyun Village.

The leader of Dazhai is Sikong Jing, the leader of Second Village is Sikong Han, and the leader of Third Village is Sikong Ming.

The person who stopped him at the door just now was Sikong Han, the leader of the second village.

Although in the beggar's words, Sikong Han, the leader of the second village, might be a reckless man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, but he knew that the truth was more than that.

Even if he is a reckless man, he is also a reckless man with advanced cultivation.

It is impossible for an ordinary reckless man to beat a fifth-level practitioner into a cabbage in the ground with one palm.

Moreover, even the gods and humans can't see through his cultivation.

Unless... his spiritual power only circulates in his own meridians and has never communicated with heaven and earth.

It is not connected to heaven and earth, and it is difficult for heaven and man to communicate with each other.

This is the only explanation Bei Mingxiu can think of.

Although this kind of skill is strange, there are all kinds of strange things in the world, and it is not unusual for it to actually exist in the world.

Looking at the simple scenery in Fengyun Village, he felt more and more that he couldn't understand this strange place.

At this moment, he heard a rough shout.

Sikong Han walked up behind him and pressed his shoulders: "Remember what you said."

Bei Mingxiu calmly turned his head and nodded: "Of course, if you need my help in any way, I will definitely help you."

Sikong Han said: "In that case, let's go with me."

Bei Mingxiu asked: "What are you going to do?"

Sikong Han grinned and said, "Let's have a fight."

Bei Mingxiu smiled bitterly and said: "Second Village Master, I am no match for you."

"I heard that little girl said that you were very good at fighting in the Central Plains. I didn't believe you because of your weak appearance. But what the little girl said was so serious that I became interested." Sikong Han stared at Bei Ming.

Xiu said firmly, "Your name is... Zhou Han, right? If you were still a man, you would have a fight with me."

Bei Mingxiu looked helplessly at the bearded man in front of him.

Sikong Han's eyes clearly lit up with excitement.

That was the burning fighting spirit after finally meeting an opponent—or a potential opponent.

He finally determined that the second leader of Fengyun Village was a complete martial arts idiot, and whether he accepted or refused, Sikong Han would not let him go.

So he nodded in agreement.

On the one hand, he wanted to use this time to agree to the invitation to fight and establish a good relationship with Sikong Han, which might be of great help to what he would do next.

On the other hand, he also wanted to test Sikong Han's strength and find out whether the skills he practiced could really create a world of its own in his body as he had guessed.

It's just that the little girl who betrayed him must be found later and taught a lesson.
Chapter completed!