Chapter 719 Can't you think of the ancient village of Bazaar?
Cross the wooden bridge!
Wisps of music suddenly came, and Fang Ming and others pricked up their ears to listen.
"I heard the sound of the flute and the suona," Zhang Wei said.
"There seems to be local reed instruments and drums. Could it be that someone died?" Lulu said curiously.
"This is not a dead person, but a wedding."
Fang Ming shook his head. Many people have a misunderstanding about the suona. They think that the suona is only used during funerals. But in fact, it has been a tradition since ancient times that suona is used for weddings and funerals, but the tunes played are different.
"Getting married? Could it be my brother..."
An anxious look appeared on Ling Chuchu's face, and she was about to go in the direction where the music was coming from, but Fang Ming held Ling Chuchu back. According to his understanding of the Miao people, the Miao people have a complicated marriage process.
It will be over so soon, there is no need to be in such a hurry.
The sound of music came from the top, and Fang Ming understood why there were no other people in the village. These people were all going to attend the wedding.
Walking along the uphill stone path, the music became clearer and clearer. At the back, Fang Ming stopped and looked forward. Ling Chuchu and others also looked forward with surprised expressions.
There was a wedding team in front of them. The strange thing was that there were no white horses in this wedding team. Instead, there were two red sedans. A dozen men were carrying these two sedans. The person at the front was playing the suona and the flute.
The band, followed by some women, were walking towards Fang Ming in a mighty manner.
"With two sedans, could it be that two girls are getting married?"
Zhao Li looked curious, but when Fang Ming saw the two sedans, his expression became a little serious, and he shouted in a low voice: "Close your eyes, no matter what you hear or touch, don't open your eyes."
, don’t look back, just keep walking forward, don’t open your eyes until I tell you to.”
Fang Ming's expression was serious. Ling Chuchu knew that there must be a reason for Fang Ming to say that, so he nodded and said to Zhang Wei and others behind him, "Listen to Fang Ming."
"Oh, okay."
"Definitely listen."
Zhang Wei and others closed their eyes as instructed by Fang Ming and walked forward, but they walked very slowly and took small steps. This is a common problem among people. After closing their eyes, even if they are clearly
Knowing that there is a wide avenue ahead, I dare not take a big step.
Ling Chuchu didn't know why Fang Ming asked them to close their eyes, but she trusted Fang Ming 100%. After closing her eyes at this moment, she suddenly felt a little cold all over after walking a few steps, as if she had walked into an ice cellar.
, that cold air hit my face.
After a while, her body suddenly trembled, because she felt that the music was getting closer and closer, and at the same time, someone seemed to tap her shoulder.
"Little girl, you are tired from walking. Would you like to sit in a sedan chair?"
Ling Chuchu almost turned around and opened her eyes, but at the last moment, she thought of Fang Ming's explanation, so she calmed down and continued walking forward.
"Sister, why are you here?"
Suddenly, her brother's voice also sounded in her ears. Ling Chuchu's eyelashes fluttered a few times and she was about to open her eyes. But at this moment, another voice came into her ears.
"Remember what I said."
It was Fang Ming's voice. This voice made Ling Chuchu close her eyelids just as she was about to raise them. She simply ignored the sounds in her ears and the constant pats on her back and continued walking towards the other side.
It wasn't until...all the sounds and movements disappeared that Fang Ming's voice came to Ling Chuchu's ears.
"You can open your eyes now."
Hearing Fang Ming's words, Ling Chuchu couldn't wait to open her eyes, but then her mouth opened slightly, obviously shocked by the scene in front of her.
The wedding team is still there, as are the two sedans, but the people carrying the sedans and playing the suona have all changed, turning into expressionless paper figures.
"This...could it be that these people we just saw are paper figures?"
Zhao Li's voice behind him was trembling, and paper figures were carrying the sedan. This unbelievable thing actually happened.
"No, Lulu is missing."
Tiantian suddenly shouted in surprise. Ling Chuchu and others turned around and realized that there was one less person in the team, and Lulu's figure disappeared.
"Don't worry, she has nothing to do. I just asked her to do something. She will meet us then."
Fang Ming opened his mouth to explain, but his eyes fell behind the paper figures. Behind the paper figures welcoming procession, there was a middle-aged man with his hair tied up, slowly walking towards them.
"We are guests from afar. The ghost master asked me to welcome you."
The man's face had many pits and looked a bit ferocious, but Fang Ming responded with a smile and replied: "Why bother."
The middle-aged man took a deep look at Fang Ming, said nothing, turned around and led the way, while Ling Chuchu whispered in Fang Ming's ear curiously: "What is a ghost master?"
"Ghost masters are equivalent to priests. Because Shengmiao believes in ghosts and gods very much, ghost masters have a very high status. All Shengmiao men have to ask ghost masters to come to their homes to have their hair shaved when they reach adulthood. If we Han people
If so, he is the local Mr. Yin-Yang. Of course, in terms of status, he is far superior to Mr. Yin-Yang."
Fang Ming briefly explained that among the Han people, Mr. Yin Yang's status was not very noble, but in the Miao village, the ghost master was second only to the village master. The village master was the most powerful person in the village, and the ghost master was the most powerful person in the village.
The teacher is the most respected person in the village.
"Brother Fang, how did the ghost master know that we were coming, and did he know our identities?" Zhang Wei asked curiously.
"Of course I know. Maybe the spider lying in the grass on the roadside at this moment is the ghost master's eyes."
Fang Ming smiled. I'm afraid that the ghost master already knew from the moment they stepped into the village. Going from the group of snakes to the paper man carrying the sedan behind was just a test.
"Really or not, I'm getting goosebumps no matter what." Zhang Wei subconsciously rubbed his hands on his arms while his eyes looked around.
"Fang Ming, are we going to follow him like this?" Ling Chuchu also asked a little worried.
"You've come here, how can you still go back? All we can say is that the soldiers will come to block the water and the earth will cover it up."
Fang Ming was very casual and was the first to follow the man. Seeing this, Ling Chuchu and others could only follow him.
Like the lower half of the stream, the doors of all the wooden houses here were also open, and there was also no one there. After turning left and right for almost half a mile, a temple appeared in front of Fang Ming and others.
before.
In front of this temple, there were dozens of Miao people standing there, wearing red and flowers, wearing their own ethnic costumes, and they were singing a song that only they could understand.
"It's Avi. Avi is in this temple."
Ling Chuchu was a little excited because in the photo she received, her brother was taken at the entrance of this temple.
"Don't worry."
Fang Ming stopped Ling Chuchu who was about to run towards the temple, and walked towards the temple slowly with a smile. After seeing Fang Ming and others, these Miao people all looked here, and many of them had eyes full of
Not good.
"Why do I feel like they look at us like we are enemies?"
Zhang Wei muttered, and the others nodded in agreement. Even if we are not hospitable, there is no need for this expression, as if we are their father-killing enemies.
Just when these Miao people looked at Fang Ming and others with hatred, the man who led the way said a few words in Miao language. Although these Miao people still had some dissatisfied expressions, they finally backed away and gave
Fang Ming and others made way for them.
"The ghost master is waiting for you inside."
The man looked back at Fang Ming, but he did not step in. Fang Ming had a contented expression on his face, not caring about the unkind looks from the Miao people, and was the first to enter the temple.
This is the ancestral temple of Basha Village. As soon as he entered, Fang Ming's first sight fell on a figure in the front. It was an old man with braids on his head. The old man was also going to
His eyes fell on Fang Ming.
When their eyes met, Fang Ming frowned. The old man's eyes were like a pool of deep water, giving him an unfathomable feeling.
The Eighteen Villages of Miaojiang, even if this Basha Village is one of the eighteen villages, Fang Ming does not believe that a ghost master can reach the level of a heaven-level powerhouse. If this is the case, then the strength of the Eighteen Villages of Miaojiang
Isn't it even more terrifying than the Fang family?
"A disciple of Supreme Butian, the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the Fang family, I never thought that Mr. Fang would come to a small place like my Basha Ancient Village."
The ghost master directly told Fang Ming's origin as soon as he opened his mouth. This made Fang Ming even more afraid of this old man. He came here temporarily, and he was recognized by this old man. He could only
Let me make it clear that the so-called seedlings that do not communicate with the outside world are simply false.
At least, this ghost master knows a lot about things in the cultivation world, otherwise he would not have recognized him so quickly.
"Since you know my origin, you probably also know the purpose of my visit this time."
A thought flashed through Fang Ming's mind at this moment. The other party knew his identity, so did he deliberately use Ling Wei as bait to lure him to this village?
"Of course I know. Don't worry, Mr. Fang. You still have a few friends who haven't come in. I'll explain them all when they come in."
After speaking, the ghost master lowered his head and took the incense to worship the spiritual tablet on the ancestral temple a few times, and Ling Chuchu and the others also stepped into the threshold of the temple.
"Fang Ming, where is my brother?"
As soon as Ling Chuchu came in, she searched the ancestral temple, but there was no one in the entire ancestral temple except the ghost master.
"Miss Ling, don't worry. Your brother is fine. What's more, he will be the next leader of our Basha Ancient Village. No one will harm him."
"What?"
Hearing the ghost master's words, Ling Chuchu looked at the old man with a frightened expression. She was frightened by the content of the old man's words. Her brother became the leader of Basha Village, and she couldn't even imagine that he was a Miao member of Basha Village.