After the three of them had lunch, they went to a car dealership and rented a car that was overbearing and difficult to walk on mountain roads, so they could only go hard-core off-road.
After renting the car, Xiao Chong drove, Zhang Fan sat in the passenger seat, and the four of them set off to Dongxing Village together.
The natural scenery in Pinghuang County is very beautiful. The villages are all in the original ancient village style. The stacked mountains and lush trees are full of beauty. Coupled with the fresh air, it gives people a relaxed and happy feeling.
After walking for two hours according to the navigation guide, the four of them saw a stone tablet with three characters "Dongxing Village" written on it.
Next to these three Chinese characters, there are several Latin alphabet characters, which Zhang Fan did not recognize.
"This seems to be the writing of the Zhuang people." At this moment, Xiao Ning said, "We have similar writing on our coins."
The Zhuang people are one of the few ethnic groups with written language.
"What does this text mean?" Xiao Chong asked.
"I don't know either." Xiao Ning shook her head, "I only know a little bit about the culture of ethnic minorities."
"I see that these words are next to the three Chinese characters for Dongxing Village. They are similar in size to the Chinese characters for Dongxing Village. Do these Latin characters also mean Dongxing Village?" Zhang Fan suddenly said.
"That's possible." Xiao Chong answered.
Xiao Ning and Duan Linlin looked at each other and nodded slightly.
"Let's not discuss these useless things here. Let's go to the village first and then talk about it." Zhang Fan suggested.
"Okay!" Xiao Chong nodded, then stepped on the accelerator, crossed the speed bump at the entrance of the village, and entered the village.
The road in the village is still very flat. It is not a dirt road, nor a cement road, nor an asphalt road, but a bluestone road made of gravel. The quality of this stone is similar to the quality of the rocks on both sides of Zhang Fan and the others along the way.
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Large machines cannot enter here at all. This flat road should have been paved by local villagers. There are very neat wooden houses on both sides of the road. When the car enters the village, it attracts many people to watch. These people are all wearing blue bottoms.
Clothing embroidered with colorful patterns.
"This is the costume of the Zhuang people." Xiao Ning said again.
"So, the whole village is a Zhuang people." Xiao Chong looked around while driving the car.
"Not necessarily." Xiao Ning shook her head slightly.
"Oh?" Lin Qingling raised her eyebrows, "Are there other races?"
Xiao Ning nodded heavily, then rolled down the window and pointed at a building halfway up the mountain and said, "Have you seen that building halfway up the mountain?"
Hearing Xiao Ning's words, Zhang Fan and others couldn't help but look in the direction Xiao Ning pointed.
"There are obvious differences between those villages and these villages." Xiao Ning said.
The three of them looked at it carefully, and Duan Linlin said: "There are some differences..."
"I feel that halfway up the mountain is a gathering place for the Miao people." Xiao Ning said.
"Why do you have such a judgment?" Duan Linlin asked immediately.
"When I was traveling before, I met a Zhuang person, and I asked him about their ethnic culture.
This is what he told me. The Yunnan-Guizhou region is a gathering place for ethnic minorities. The Miao and Zhuang people in the Guizhou region have the largest populations.
The Zhuang ethnic group is the most populous ethnic group besides the Han ethnic group. In ancient times, the greater the population, the greater the power.
A powerful race will naturally choose the best geographical location to live in. Your area is full of mountains. If you live close to a mountain, the foot of the mountain is the best location, followed by halfway up the mountain, and finally the top of the mountain.
The Zhuang people are powerful and usually live in the best location at the foot of the mountain, while the Miao people live halfway up the mountain, and smaller ethnic groups live at the top of the mountain," Xiao Ning explained.
"If we divide it according to the number of people, this situation may indeed occur." Xiao Chong continued, "However, the Miao people have a skill that the Zhuang people do not have - the art of witchcraft, and this witchcraft has large-scale destructive power.
With their abilities, if the Miao really want to deal with the Zhuang, it shouldn’t be difficult.”
"Then since they are so powerful, they shouldn't hide in the depths of this mountain, they should get out of the mountain." Xiao Ning said.
"They must have walked out of the mountains back then, but the Taoist practitioners and medical experts outside have the ability to compete with them. They should have returned in defeat." Zhang Fan said, "Now there is no such thing as a good position or a bad position.
Because you can find water and food anywhere. If the people halfway up the mountain are really Miao people, it should be just a habit."
"That should be the case." Xiao Ning nodded.
At this time, the car had arrived at the center of the village, at the entrance of the village committee.
A tall, middle-aged man with a mustache on his upper lip stopped in front of Zhang Fan's car.
Xiao Chong had no choice but to stop the car and roll down the window.
"Visitors from afar, what business do you have in our village?" asked the man with a mustache.
Xiao Chong glanced at Zhang Fan subconsciously, and Zhang Fan said bluntly: "Show him your police officer ID directly and tell him that we are here to investigate the series of murders in their village."
"Okay." Xiao Chong nodded.
Afterwards, Zhang Fan and Xiao Chong got out of the car together.
"I'm a police officer, and I'm here to investigate the murder case in your village." As he said this, Xiao Chong took out his police officer ID card.
After carefully looking at Xiao Chong's police officer ID card, the man with the mustache looked at Xiao Chong and said with an enthusiastic smile: "It turns out he is a comrade from the police. I'm sorry to hear that."
The mustached man held the hands of Xiao Chong and Zhang Fan.
"Please come in, please, I just made tea." Then, the man with the mustache said very enthusiastically.
At this time, Duan Linlin and Xiao Ning, who were sitting in the back row, also got out of the car.
Hearing the sound, the man with the mustache immediately turned away and cast his gaze in the direction of Duan Linlin and Xiao Ning.
"It turns out there are two female police comrades." The man with the mustache still looked enthusiastic, "Please come to the house and invite us to have tea together."
The three of them quickly entered the village committee. The decoration of the village committee was not luxurious. Apart from a few wooden chairs, a table and a tea set, there was nothing else. However, the whole environment gave people a pleasant atmosphere.
A very comfortable feeling.
When the man with the mustache was pouring tea for Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan was the first to ask: "Before we come, there should be a wave of police investigating this case, right?"
"Yes, the police left the day before yesterday, but they found nothing." The man with the mustache sighed helplessly.
"By the way, I am the village chief and party secretary of this village, and also the clan leader of our village, Luo Jie." The man with a mustache said, "Now the family members of the deceased come to me every day and ask me to find the murderer who killed their family.
, the police can’t find it, where should I look for it?”