Nanyue walked next to Lin Xiaofeng and said calmly: "Go over and see what's going on."
"Why don't you go over?" Lin Xiaofeng replied. Although the two of them didn't talk much in the past five days, they occasionally talked and they were at each other's throats.
Of course, both of them were somewhat accustomed to it. Nanyue looked at the village and said, "The old rule is, go there together and bear the danger together."
"It's done." After Lin Xiaofeng finished speaking, he threw away the hanging fish and picked up a wooden stick in his hand, while Nan Yue on the side picked up a wooden thorn.
The two of them walked cautiously towards the village.
The costumes worn by the people in this village are very traditional Miao costumes. Many buildings, half of which are built on water, are traditional stilted buildings.
The villagers soon spotted the two men approaching.
Spears appeared in the hands of these villagers, and they ran out of their homes one by one, staring at the two of them as if they were faced with a formidable enemy, and they were still chattering.
Although these words are not Mandarin, they are somewhat similar to a dialect of the Miao ethnic group. Lin Xiaofeng spoke slowly: "We have no ill intentions, we just came to inquire about the situation."
Lin Xiaofeng basically said it word for word, for fear that these people wouldn't understand.
If these people don't understand and come all at once, it will be really troublesome.
It would be fine if they were just ordinary people, but this bottomless pit is so weird. Who knows if these people have any other special abilities.
At this time, an older man with oil paint on his face walked out. He spoke a little slowly, and Lin Xiaofeng could vaguely understand: "Are you two people sent by the Golden Dragon King?"
Golden Dragon King?
Lin Xiaofeng felt a little strange in his heart. He shook his head and said, "Old man, the two of us entered your land by mistake. How about we rest here for two days?"
The top priority is for Lin Xiaofeng to figure out where this place is and how to return to the earth.
When they heard Lin Xiaofeng denying that he was sent by the Golden Dragon King, the villagers suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and put down their weapons one by one.
Lin Xiaofeng looked at these villagers strangely. The old man slowly said: "I am the village chief here. Since you two are us humans, I invite you to come and stay for two days."
"Thank you." Lin Xiaofeng nodded. Seeing that these people put down their guard and malice, the two of them followed the villagers and walked in.
After the two of them entered the village, the old man was quite enthusiastic and took them back to his home.
The old man is the chief of this village and the person with the highest status here.
The house they lived in was also a large stilt building. After the two of them went in and sat down, the old man asked his family to arrange food.
All the furniture here is made of wood, which has a unique flavor. From time to time, people from the village will come to take a look at their guests from outside.
It seems that seeing a stranger is a rare thing.
After Lin Xiaofeng and Nan Yue sat down, Lin Xiaofeng asked the village chief: "Village chief, I wonder where this place is? What is the Golden Dragon King you mentioned before?"
"We are on the border of Sanmiao Kingdom." The village chief said: "Close to Qingqiu Kingdom, this Golden Dragon King is a monster in this river. Hey, since this monster came to our village, we have been missing every month.
, I have to offer a woman to this golden dragon king to eat."
Sanmiao Country? Qingqiu Country?
Nanyue frowned, obviously she had never heard of these two place names.
Lin Xiaofeng's eyes lit up. He had naturally heard of these two places. They were places recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Dare I ask, are the people in your village all from the San Miao ethnic group?"
The village chief nodded.
Legend has it that the San Miao people are the last ethnic group in Jiuli and the most authentic Miao people.
People of the San Miao ethnic group are naturally good at witchcraft, divination and other arts.
It's just that the San Miao people have gradually disappeared in the wheel of history, and there is no news. I didn't expect to encounter the San Miao people here.
The village chief asked: "Where are the two guests from?"
Lin Xiaofeng said: "Come from the Yang Realm."
"Yangjian." The village chief frowned. There were many records about the San Miao tribe circulating in their village. Naturally, it was known that the San Miao tribe was not in this place at the beginning. It was only later that the whole family moved there due to some special reasons.
Here, and before, they seemed to be living in a place called the Yangjian.
Lin Xiaofeng's eyes lit up and he asked, "Does the village chief know how to return to the underworld?"
The village chief shook his head: "I read some ancient books and there are some vague records in this regard, but I don't know how to get to the place called Yangjian. If there is one, it should be in the Miao capital, and only King Sanmiao can know about it."
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "How to get to Miaodu?"
"This place is far away from Miaodu. If you want to go to Miaodu, you will easily encounter monsters along the way. Our village, including me, has never left the village within fifty miles." The village chief shook his head slightly: "But here I am.
I have a map to the Miao capital, if you want it, I can give it to you."
The village chief was quite enthusiastic. Soon, cooked food was placed on the table, and the two of them started eating quickly.
The two of them had been walking in the mountains and forests for five days, and they had not eaten such food for a long time.
These people of the San Miao ethnic group are really quite simple and they keep bringing delicious dishes over.
While eating, Lin Xiaofeng suddenly felt a little dizzy.
not good!
Lin Xiaofeng thought to himself that there was something wrong with this food.
Nan Yue also felt it. She and Lin Xiaofeng immediately put their fingers in their throats and spit out what they had just eaten.
Although the two of them did not fall directly to the ground, their bodies were still weak.
At this time, more than thirty men from the San Miao ethnic group rushed in from outside the house, holding weapons in their hands. The village chief also hurriedly took a few steps back.
The village chief, who had shown a simple smile before, also had a look of helplessness on his face.
Lin Xiaofeng said: "We don't know each other, why would the village chief harm us?"
The village chief opened his mouth and said: "I have told you two before that the Golden Dragon King will come to our village to eat a young woman in less than a month. You two are walking outside and want to go to Miaodu. Sooner or later, you will have to go to Miaodu."
If she died in the hands of the mountain spirits and monsters on the road, it would be better to give this girl to the Golden Dragon King to eat, which would also save a girl in our village."
So careless.
Lin Xiaofeng suddenly felt helpless. Seeing the simple appearance of these villagers before, he subconsciously lost his guard. This really followed the old saying, dogs that bite don't bark.
Nan Yue glanced at the more than 30 men and couldn't help but snorted: "You want to capture me with just these people? It looks like I have to kill you all first."
"Catch them, be careful not to kill them." The village chief finished speaking and retreated.