Seeing Hua Nu kneeling on the ground crying and begging, Huang Rong hurried forward and pulled her up forcefully.
Hua Nu stopped crying, but still stared at Guo Mo, waiting for his answer.
To be honest, Guo Mo is not very willing to take care of such things. After all, there is no way to tell who is right and who is wrong in such a battle between small tribes. It is just a battle of interests.
However, now that he has encountered it, the key is that looking at this posture, Huang Rong cannot ignore it.
"Girl Huanu, if this 'Elder Stone' you mentioned is really captured and is still alive, then we can help you rescue him."
"I just don't know where to save him now, and who will be on the other side?"
Guo Mo couldn't blindly agree to the other party, he had to understand the situation.
"They are people from the 'Luo Ghost Country'. Among the people who have been chasing us in the past two years, the leader is called An Deng. This man is the most vicious. I heard that he likes to eat people's hearts. He is also the ghost master of a tribe."
This "Luo Ghost Kingdom" can be traced back to the Three Kingdoms period. At that time, the ancestor Ji Huo cut roads to transport grain during Zhuge Liang's southern expedition, and was named the King of Luodian by the Shu Han Dynasty.
Since then, its people have multiplied in the Guizhou area and have been passed down for a total of eighty-five generations. In this regard, it can be called the longest in Chinese history.
During the reign of Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty, this dynasty developed into a larger independent political power in the southwest region, called the "Luo Family Ghost Kingdom".
At that time, the tribes in the southwest generally believed in the theory of witches and ghosts. Taking the tribe as a unit, families with less than 200 families had small ghost masters, while larger tribes had big ghost masters.
The An'an mentioned by Hua Nu is also one of the relatively large ghost masters. He is very powerful and is very good at using poison. It is said that his tribe also enshrines a mysterious person.
It’s just that no one has ever seen it, or in other words, everyone who has seen it is no longer in this world.
Guo Mo fell into deep thought. If it was just an ordinary vendetta, he wouldn't really care. It all depended on his skills. Guo Mo was confident that not many people could keep him.
But this involves a country, the Luo Ghost Country, which he knows has developed particularly rapidly since the Southern Song Dynasty. When it was at its strongest, its power expanded thousands of miles eastward, covering the western Hunan region.
Moreover, this person's surname is "An", and this is the largest chieftain family in Shuixi.
"A century-old dynasty, a thousand-year chieftain", in this three-acre land, provoking the chieftain is no joke.
"Girl Hua Nu, where will this place be now?"
"Brother Guo, they captured Elder Shi and must have taken him to Dafang, which is more than two hundred miles away from here." Hua Nu replied hurriedly.
"Rong'er, since we have met, let's help Miss Hua Nu. Although Dafang is not on our way to Dali, we won't be delayed for long."
Naturally, Huang Rong would not refuse, so the three of them simply cleaned up. The flower slave took out a soft whip from nowhere, which should be her weapon.
Huang Rong and Hua Nu rode a horse together. After passing through a relatively large market, they bought another horse for Hua Nu.
This Luo ghost country also produces horses. There were long-term conflicts between the Southern Song Dynasty and the northern peoples, so this place became an important horse supply place.
Hua Nu led the way, and we entered Dafang in the afternoon of the next day.
On the way, Huang Rong occasionally asked Hua Nu how to remove the poison from her body. The answer given by Hua Nu was "no solution". Even the person who poisoned the poison had no antidote.
Now she just wants to rescue Elder Shi, the only old man who escaped from the tribe, and then hide in a quiet place and die slowly.
Seeing this, Huang Rong had no choice but to agree to help her fulfill this wish.
When we got to Dafang, the security was a little tight, as if we were arresting someone.
Hua Nu came forward and helped Guo Mo and Huang Rong find two sets of barbarian costumes that suited them. They dressed neatly and followed behind Hua Nu.
If anyone is asked for questioning on the road, the flower slave will always answer the question.
In this way, the three of them successfully entered the hinterland of the Dafang barbarian tribe.
Guo Mo couldn't believe it, it all happened so smoothly.
When it was getting dark, I didn't find any inn or anything like that, so I looked for a family in the village.
In this household, they only saw an old woman in her fifties, speaking a language that Guo Mo and the others could not understand at all.
Fortunately, Hua Nu could communicate with her skillfully, and the three of them stayed at grandma's house for one night.
At nightfall, Hua Nu suddenly came to see Guo Mo and Huang Rong.
"Brother Guo, Sister Huang, grandma said just now that she saw An Teng brought someone back from outside yesterday and didn't go out all day today."
"Moreover, after the settlement came back, the village began to enforce martial law. I think Elder Shi must have been taken back by them and is now being held here somewhere. I think..."
Hua Nu wanted to say something, but he hesitated.
"Do you want us to explore An Dong's village tonight? It would be best if we can find Elder Shi overnight and rescue him?" Guo Mo added for her.
"Yes, Brother Guo, I know it will be dangerous, but if we go there during the day, it will be even more difficult."
"Brother Mo, let's go there tonight. If we measure his small tribe, is it still a dragon's pond and a tiger's den?"
Seeing Huang Rong say this, Guo Mo no longer objected.
Probably just after the scheduled watch, Guo Mo and the others finished cleaning up and gently opened the door and came out.
In the early winter of southern Xinjiang, the nights were still dry and cold. People who had worked hard all day rested early, and the surroundings were quiet.
There is no moon, but there is a bit of wind, blowing the wooden and bamboo buildings of each house, occasionally making a "creak" sound.
Hua Nu seemed to know the terrain here very well. He bent down and led the way, with Huang Rong in the middle and Guo Mo at the rear.
All the way to the southeast, the terrain gets higher and higher, and you are actually heading towards a hill.
Guo Mo took two steps and came behind Hua Nu.
"Girl Huanu, have you been here before?"
The light was a little dark, but Guo Mo still stared into Hua Nu's eyes.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Brother Guo, Elder Shi brought us here once two years ago. At that time we wanted to have a good talk with An Dun and seek his asylum, but we didn't expect that he was a
A wicked person who is jealous of money."
As Hua Nu spoke, he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to eat this Andu alive.
The three of them continued walking inside and gradually encountered barbarian soldiers patrolling the night in twos and threes.
The three of them cleverly bypassed the barbarians and arrived at a cottage-like place.
Hua Nu took the lead in jumping over the wall and jumped in. Guo Mo and Huang Rong also followed in succession.
The front half of this village is dark and quiet, but the sound of guessing and playing orders can be heard from the back village. Someone must be drinking.
The three of them sneaked into the back village quietly.
Sure enough, a hall was brightly lit, and there were at least thirty or fifty people present, changing glasses.
There is a man sitting in the middle. He looks to be in his forties. He has a bald head without a hat and sparse hairline. On one left and one on the right, two barbarian women are pouring wine and serving dishes for him.
On the platform, there were three elders sitting on each side. They seemed to be people of high status in the tribe.
The rest of the people were yelling and shouting, but they all spoke in barbaric language, and Guo Mo and Huang Rong didn't understand what they meant.
The hiding place of the three people was only about three feet away from the hall. It was dark and the room was bright, so they could really see it.
"Brother Guo, the person in the center is An Dong." Hua Nu said in a low voice.
As the saying goes: To know what is on the inside, only listen to what is behind the scenes.
The problem is that even if Guo Mo can listen to what they say, he still can't understand it.
Just leave him alone and find a way to grab his tongue and ask.
The hall was in a mess, and those who came in and out were all barbaric soldiers delivering wine and food.
Guo Mo didn't ask them for anything, so he probably couldn't find anything valuable.
We waited until such a barbarian came out of the hall. He probably drank too much and was looking for a place to relax.
Guo Mo signaled Huang Rong and Hua Nu to wait for him in a deserted corner, and then followed the drunken barbarian behind.
I saw this person leave the hall, go to the corner on the right, and solve it on the spot.
As soon as he pulled up his pants, Guo Mo appeared behind him.
He stretched out two fingers and lightly poked him in the back, "Don't move -". This man was very obedient and immediately became as motionless as a wood or clay sculpture.
Guo Mo took advantage of the situation and tapped his "dumb point", picked up his neck and collar, and took him away like a chicken.
Guo Mo carried this person to the hiding place of Huang Rong and Hua Nu, and threw him to the ground.
"Hua Nu, ask him if Elder Shi was taken here and where he was imprisoned?"
Huang Rong cooperated with Hua Slave and patted his "dumb hole" open. At the same time, the "Ziwei Soft Sword" pressed on his neck, and the cold light shone. This man suddenly woke up from the wine and did not dare to make any noise.
There was not much time, so after asking questions, Huang Rong sealed his "sleeping hole" again and threw it into a corner to cool down.
"Brother Guo, Sister Huang, and Elder Shi were indeed taken here, but unfortunately they were imprisoned in the 'Ten Thousand Bones'."
When Hua Nu said the three words "ten thousand bones wither", his body trembled obviously.
"Sister Huanu, where is this 'Ten Bones Withered' place?" Huang Rong asked from the side.
"This 'Ten Thousand Bones' is located in the back hill of the village. It is a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides and has only one exit."
"The valley is not big. It is a place used by the clan to detain important prisoners. However, there are no guards there and there are poisonous insects everywhere, mostly all kinds of poisonous snakes."
"Over the past hundreds of years, I don't know how many people have died inside. Therefore, there is a popular saying in the clan, 'It is better to be cut with a thousand knives than to die with ten thousand bones'."
Guo Mo glanced at Hua Nu slightly, feeling that something was not quite right.
"Brother Mo, now that we know the place, let's go directly to rescue people? Those poisonous snakes may be dangerous to others, but they have no effect on Brother Mo."
Huang Rong said with a smile, but the flower slave next to her didn't understand what she meant.
Since I know that the person is not here, there is no need to get entangled here.
The three of them left the village from the original road and followed the path on the left to the back mountain.
Just after entering the back mountain pass, there is a fence where a group of barbarian soldiers are stationed.
The three of them bypassed the fence, climbed over the stone slab next to it, and walked for more than a mile, when they saw a dead valley ahead.
Nature is truly miraculous. Guo Mo has never seen such terrain.
It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and almost all of them are steep cliffs, at least twenty or thirty feet high.
The unique aspect is that it is the road into the mountain, which is the entrance to the valley.
The entrance is very narrow, only about two feet wide, and there is no one guarding it.
But a stone wall more than three feet high was built, with a stone door in the middle and a large elephant trunk lock installed on it.
There were several large blood-red characters written on the stone wall, but it was a pity that Guo Mo didn't recognize them.
After the flower slave translated it for him, he realized that these words were "ten thousand bones withered".
"Brother Guo, how do we get in?"
Seeing the stone wall more than three feet high, not to mention Hua Nu, even Huang Rong had a hard time getting over it.
As for the big elephant-trunk lock on the stone door, the lock's nose was made of fine iron, as thick as a duck's egg. Huang Rong was afraid that if she cut it with a sword, it would blunt her "soft sword of crape myrtle."
Before Guo Mo could think of a way to get in, he suddenly heard the sound of gongs, and countless barbarian soldiers poured out from three sides.
Suddenly, the lamps, torches, and pitch pines shone like daylight.
"Hahaha, Miss, since everyone has come to my tribe, why don't you say hello?"
"After all, I can be considered your distant cousin. It's unethical for you, a younger sister, to do this!"