Kunlun is majestic, with thousands of miles of green mountains stretching overlapping peaks, snow-capped mountains at the top, and frost all over the sky. No one can return. In ancient times, it was rumored that there were slaves collecting herbs from foreign countries. There is a poem that goes: The Kunlun family lives in Haizhou, and barbarians will come to visit Han Dynasty; words
When Qin Ji died, the waves first passed through Yulinzhou; the golden ring was about to fall off and he had his ears pierced; his bun was long and rolled up without covering his head; his skin was as black as lacquer, and he took off his kapok fur when he walked.
The Kunlun Herb Collecting Slaves is a tragic song full of bitterness, but it has been written into several legends. The Kunlun Slaves are a thing of the past, but there are still dozens of families living at the foot of the remote Kunlun Mountains who collect herbs for a living. Legend has it that they are
Descendants of the ancient Kunlun slaves.
This is called Molle Village. The village is located in a hidden mountain valley at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. There is only one path in and out of the village. There is a large medicinal garden outside the village. People often say that there is no need for medicinal gardens.
Weeding, because it is impossible for weeds to survive in the medicinal garden, unless they have medicinal properties, then they become medicinal herbs. The herbs here are usually rarely taken care of, allowing them to grow in a natural environment, and the medicinal properties will be
It will be stronger. The villagers use these herbs to exchange their needs with people outside. They can exchange for some daily necessities every once in a while, and live an ordinary and comfortable life.
The villagers of Mole are all black, but they are not the pure black of Africans. Their skin color is lighter, and their hair is not naturally curly. After a long period of multiplication, the number of people in the village has reached three digits, and everyone
They are all surnamed Moller. The folk customs here are simple and very few outsiders know its exact location. The villagers have their own beliefs. Tomorrow is a good day to worship the dog god once a year. Every household in the village is preparing.
Today, two special guests came to the village. Two backpackers, an old man and a young man, came to the village entrance after a long journey. They did not enter the village directly, but stopped in front of the medicine garden.
One old man and one young man were Wang Chao and Xu Qing. Crossing the border was a piece of cake for them. Lao Hanba found a shortcut less traveled by and led everyone to abandon their donkeys and go all the way over the mountains and ridges to cross the border. When they arrived at the border of China, Solo also changed
He returned to his original name Luo Suo, Yang Jin returned to his Chinese name Luo Ling, and even Master Jinghui took out an ID card. Her name made Xiao Xu a little surprised. Huang Pu Huijing, it turned out that Huang Pu Huijing
The Pu sisters all take their mother's surname.
Xu Qing arranged for the Luo family and his mother-in-law to stay temporarily at Tianlin Villa in Jiangcheng. He also gave the phone numbers of his masters Wang Tiangang and Huang Pulan, and specifically asked his mother-in-law to keep it a secret for the time being and not to leak the news about the loss of inner strength.
Everyone was worried that they would go back after finishing some things. After saying goodbye to the three of them, they followed Wang Chao through mountains and rivers to get here.
Wang Chao pointed at the entrance of the village opposite and whispered: "Master, senior once brought me here. He is regarded as a god in the village. Senior's whereabouts are erratic, but the people inside must have a way to contact him.
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Xu Qing glanced at the medicinal garden at the entrance of the village and said with a smile: "I bet your senior is still researching herbal medicine. Now that we are all here, let's go into the village and find someone to contact him."
Wang Chao shook his head and said: "No need, someone from the village will come out to take us in." Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of rapid footsteps at the entrance of the village, and a group of black people with big muscles and round waists ran out, there were about twenty people, each one.
The person's right arm is tied with a hemp rope as thick as an arm. They all have black heads and black faces. You can't see the expressions on their faces, but you can see hostility in their eyes.
Xu Qing stretched out his hand and touched his nose and said: "The custom here is really special. You even bring a rope with you when you pick someone up. It seems that they want to treat us to eat rice dumplings!"
Wang Chao smiled awkwardly and said: "Senior left me a token, just take it out and show it to them." As he spoke, he put his hand into his chest and made a cracking sound.
Hearing the sound, Xu Qing tilted his head and scanned it with his clairvoyant eyes, and found that Wang Chao had poked two fingers into the flesh under his ribs and pinched out a curved claw.
The claws were more than three inches long, and the surface was covered with bright red blood. There was no trace of pain on the old Hanba's face. He took the claws out of his chest and put it into his mouth and took a bite. When he took it out again, all the blood on the surface was gone.
The claw teeth are as crystal white as mutton-fat white jade, and it is unknown what animal left them.
Wang Chao held his claws and raised them high above his head, and walked towards the black people with his head held high. The black men standing at the front raised their heads at the same time, their big black and white eyes stared at the claws, and their thick lips began to tremble slightly.
, seemed to be muttering something.
Suddenly, two black men opened their mouths and let out a trembling cry. They knelt on the ground and bowed to the oncoming king's nest. The black men next to them immediately knelt down and bowed on their foreheads.
, the tense atmosphere a moment ago suddenly changed completely.
Wang Chao put down the claws in his hands and asked loudly: "Is there any of you who can speak Chinese? Stand up and speak."
A muscular black man stood up, lowered his head and said, "Dear messenger, I can speak Chinese."
Wang Chao nodded and said with a smile: "Very good, what's your name? Raise your head and speak."
The black man raised his head and whispered: "The villain's name is Moloch. He just offended the divine messenger. Please forgive him." While speaking, he bent his knees and knelt down again.
Wang Chao raised his hand, frowned and asked: "No need to kneel down, I ask you, is the old village chief Mo Ye still there?"
Moro felt his upper body being lifted up by an invisible force. He couldn't kneel down halfway. He quickly stood up straight and replied respectfully: "The old village chief is still here. He hasn't been seen walking around for more than ten years."
Already."
Wang Chao nodded and said: "You all get up and take us to see Mo Ye. We haven't been here for many years and the appearance here has not changed at all."
Moro turned his head and whispered something to the black man kneeling on the ground. Everyone stood up. They hid their arms holding the rope behind their backs as if they had some tacit understanding, lowering their heads and not daring to use it.
Looking at the king's nest, Lao Hanba has now become the envoy of the gods, and he is so awesome.
Wang Chao turned around and glided to Xu Qing, bowed and said with a smile: "Master, we can enter the village now."
Xu Qing nodded and smiled: "You have hidden this token deeply enough. I will give you one as well. It feels better if you hide it in the flesh."
Wang Chao's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Master, I will keep the things you give me properly. I wonder what you are going to give me?" He knew that the master kept many rare treasures, so he must be able to give them away.
Something must be extraordinary.
Xu Qing smiled lightly and said, "If it's hidden inside the meat, I'll give you a big gift. I'll go back to Jiangcheng and carve a jade lion weighing a hundred pounds for you. How about it? Isn't it interesting?"
Wang Chao's expression froze for a moment, but he soon understood. A faint smile appeared on his face, and he bowed in front to draw attention.