At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Sang had already asked the kitchen to prepare dinner, which included cakes, rice, bacon, cured fish, dried fish, and some other wild vegetables.
Xiao Chen, Sang, Mo Xiaowan, and Master Miao sat there eating together.
Many of the Miao people in the Miao village spoke the local dialect, that is, the Miao language, which Xiao Chen would definitely not understand. However, when Sang followed him, Sang happened to be able to translate, so there was no need to call anyone else.
"You must pay attention to safety when you go there. These people from the witchcraft and Gu sect are not only powerful in witchcraft and Gu, but they are also ruthless. If they know that you are going to investigate them, they will attack you."
"Master, I understand."
Originally, Master Miao wanted to give Xiao Chen some jewelry to wear. This jewelry was actually used to cast poison, but Xiao Chen didn't want to cast a poison.
After Xiao Chen and Mo Xiaowan, Sang came down from the mountain, went to the bicycle, pushed the bicycle out, and then Xiao Chen took the two women back to the town by bicycle.
"Xiao Chen, are we going to that Miao village tonight?"
"We'll go tonight."
When we returned to the town, it was about ten kilometers from the town to the Xitang Miao Village. It would be very fast if we drove or rode a motorcycle.
Cycling is different now.
After Xiao Chen returned the bicycle, he went to the motorcycle shop and bought a motorcycle to ride.
In rural areas such as Miao and Xinjiang, there is no doubt that motorcycles are much more useful than cars.
After filling up this ordinary domestic motorcycle at the simple gas station, even if Sang didn't know the Xitang Miao Village, Xiao Chen could still find the approximate direction with his mobile phone navigation.
"Sister Sang, do you know that Xitang Miao village?"
"know."
Jiulimen is nearby, and she met him nearby.
In fact, she knew all the nearby Miao villages.
In that case, now Sang leads the way.
At first, it was a rural road and gradually turned into a dirt road. However, after more than an hour, Xiao Chen finally arrived at this Miao village.
Many people say that the real Miao villages have not yet been developed, and those that have been developed are actually fake.
Maybe the Miao people are still those Miao people, but they are indeed different from the real Miao village.
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This Miao village has not yet been developed into a tourist attraction, and everything still looks very backward.
Nowadays, except for some lights, the Xitang Miao Village is completely quiet.
In addition to the stilted buildings built along the mountain, there is a large pond at the entrance of the village and many banana trees.
"Xiao Chen, Xitang Miao Village is here. These Miao Villagers belong to the Black Miao people."
The Miao people are divided into green Miao, black Miao, white Miao, red Miao, etc. The distinction lies in their surnames, clothing and services, etc.
In ancient times, the Miao people were divided into mature Miao people and raw Miao people. In fact, they were divided into many types.
The Miao people here are black Miao people, and the main services are mainly black.
In the past, Sang also came here with Master.
"Sister Sang, let's go find their clan leader first!"
If he were a Han and suddenly broke in here, he would probably be beaten to death, because he might be regarded as a thief by those people, like stealing children or other things.
There is no doubt that it would be very suspicious for a stranger to enter here.
But it was different when Sang came with me.
Xiao Chen also knew that even if there was a village head like this, he might not be as accurate as the chief of the Miao village.
Xiao Chen first parked the motorcycle below, then took Mo Xiaowan's hand and followed Sang to the stilted building on the mountain.
I don't know why, but Mo Xiaowan always feels scared here.
I couldn't help but get closer to Ye Chen.
Before we even went up, we heard a lot of barking dogs.
After a while, someone came out, and Xiao Chen saw a few young black Miao people.
"Who are you and how did you get in here?" a man said.
Under the flashlight, they could clearly see that Xiao Chen and Mo Xiaowan were not from here, nor did they look like Miao people.
"I want to find your clan leader." Sang spoke in Miao language.
Those young people knew that they were different from Sang people and were Miao people just like them.
After taking the three people in and waiting inside the stilted building, Xiao Chen discovered that the stilted building was densely packed, all connected together, and made of stone and wood.
The news often talks about where the Miao village is.
The main reason why the buildings were burned was because these stilted buildings were all connected together and were mainly made of wood. Once they were ignited, they might all be connected together, especially when the wind was strong, and they would soon burn to pieces.
After taking Xiao Chen and the others to the top of the Diaojiaolou, where the leader of the Hei Miao people lived.
This patriarch’s surname is Long, and he is called Patriarch Long. For hundreds of years, his ancestors have moved here to live here, and then passed down from generation to generation, this Patriarch Long is the manager of the family here.
In fact, when they heard that Sang was from Jiuli Gate, they knew that these three people must have come because someone was killed and poisoned in the Miao Village.
"Miss Jiang, the patriarch is inside."
It's still early now, but since there is no electricity here, there are no entertainment activities at night. It must be other than holding some torch festivals on special holidays. At other times, they have dinner early and then rest.
If you go to bed too late and there is no light, it is really inconvenient.
After a while, Xiao Chen saw an old man wearing black local clothes coming out. The old man's eyes looked a little gloomy.
"Are you from Jiulimen?" the old man asked.
"Chief Long, I heard that someone was killed here, so I came to check."
In fact, many Miao people know that Jiuli Gate is in this area.
For thousands of years, everyone has lived in peace, and Jiulimen has not asked them what money they want.
However, recently, someone pretended to be Jiulimen and did bad things.
Two people in the village were poisoned and killed by witchcraft, and several others fell ill after being poisoned.
"This is my uncle, Master Miao, who is also the disciple of the current head of Jiuli Sect."
"Isn't he a Han?" Chief Long asked.
He could tell at a glance that Xiao Chen and Mo Xiaowan were Han people, even though Han people and Miao people looked the same.
In fact, southerners and northerners still look a little different. In this case, these Miao and Han people must look different.
Therefore, Chief Long was still wondering just now, how could two Han people find this place?
"Chief Long, I am Han, but I know medical skills. I want to go and see the sick patients first."