Chapter 680 Closed Village
If you had to choose one of the "most mysterious" villages in the world, Sinard Village would be elected without any controversy.
There are actually many remote villages, including Kokot Village, Bokai Village, and Jiangbo Village.
However, these villages also communicate with the outside world on a daily basis. Unlike Sinard Village, which is completely self-sufficient, you may not see many merchants or tourists throughout the year.
How does this isolation come about?
Those who have never been to Sinard Village may guess that the villagers are xenophobic due to special folk customs, but those who have been here in person will find that the villagers of Sinard Village are surprisingly hospitable.
The only thing that prevents people from coming and going is the terrain.
Xiqi Kingdom is a large island in the East China Sea, and it is also the origin and hometown of the Dragon Tribe.
However, resources here are scarce and transportation is inconvenient. The vast majority of the dragon people have dispersed throughout the continent in the past countless years and integrated with human civilization.
The once glorious dragon tribe civilization has long since disappeared in the long river of history, leaving only large fragments of ancient ruins dotted everywhere.
It is isolated overseas and has few people living there. These two points have already eliminated more than 90% of the merchants and travelers.
This is just to the Kingdom of Xiqi.
If you want to reach Sinard Village, you have to go to the Sky Mountain Mountains, where the mountains are almost straight up and down, and various monsters are infested. All the way up to a position close to the highest peak, you can see this small village hidden on the top platform.
Difficulties and obstacles are considered to be light.
Later, with the development of aviation technology, the difficulty of getting to Sinard Village was greatly reduced. Coupled with the strange scenery of Sky Mountain, if the local people are willing to cooperate with the publicity, they may be able to develop a bit of tourism and become lively.
However, for this dragon tribe village with a very high average age, it is not necessary to be lively. On the contrary, it will disturb their peaceful life.
Young dragon people who yearn for the outside world often find ways to go down the mountain and leave, such as the head of Jiangbo Village back then.
Most of the rest are old people who can accept this kind of indifference. A cup of tea, a bag of cigarettes, and a whole day passed by looking at the clouds. It is common to find that they forget to light their pipes.
Self -cultivation and self -cultivation, the posture of the crops seems to be trimming flowers and plants. This isolated and indifferent leisure is unable to experience it elsewhere.
The most intuitive experience is that when the Isana landed in Jiangbo Village, curious villagers almost surrounded them.
When they stopped at the edge of the platform on the top of the mountain where Sinard Village is located, most of the villagers seemed not to have seen them except for a lively Dragonite child holding a windmill and running to watch the fun.
Taking care of the land, taking a walk, and enjoying the breeze.
Feng Ying was the first one to jump off the boat, and then she was entangled by the lively child. Fortunately, she was also a talkative person, and she chatted lively.
“Awesome! A big whale! A huge whale!”
“That’s awesome! You’ve never seen it before, hahahaha!”
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Gordon glanced over there and stopped paying attention. Feng Ying could mingle with the local children wherever she went.
He turned his head and looked at the brigade leader, "Let's go see the great monk Zheng first? This large amount of Jiangbo Village's specialties cannot be piled in the cabin all the time, causing the whole ship to smell like dried fish."
“Let’s go!” The brigade leader adjusted his hat and strode off the gangplank.
Gordon thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No need, a few well-armed hunters are following us, as if they want to do something. Monk Zheng and I are considered acquaintances, so I'll just go."
Anhil nodded, whistled at Gale Wind, and prepared to take it for a walk around.
The strong wind rushed over almost in a leap, and it was almost exhausted after being on the airship for these days.
Before Gordon and the brigade leader could get far away from the Isana, a narrow-eyed young man from the dragon tribe took the initiative to greet them.
Looking at the small windmill on the young man's waist, Gordon suddenly felt a little emotional - this scene was exactly the same as when he came to fight against the beetles a few years ago.
“Master Monk Zheng, long time no see.” Without thinking much, Gordon raised his hand and said hello.
The monk, who was dressed as a "kind young farmer", had a stiff expression on his face, and he almost lost the gentle smile on his face.
Like his brother, Da Sengzheng also has a good memory. At least he has not forgotten who Gordon was whom he met a few years ago.
Hold back the words "May the wind guide you" that he was about to blurt out, he said helplessly: "Mr. Gordon, the great monk is just my position when offering sacrifices in the temple. In normal times, I am just an ordinary young villager."
Gordon shrugged, obviously not taking what the monk said to heart. He pointed to the brigade leader beside him and briefly introduced his identity.
“Huh? Brother’s letter? And the gift from brother?” The monk who claimed to be a young villager looked a little surprised.
The brigade leader took out the letter from the bag on his waist and handed it to the other party.
After looking at the handwriting on the envelope and confirming that it was indeed his brother's handwritten letter, the monk was smiling happily. The large number of specialties on the ship were of secondary importance.
The monk was leading the brigade leader to find the elder of the village, an old dragon man who fit the stereotype of an "elderly dragon man".
Ask him to help arrange for the few young men in the village to help carry and distribute the special products sent by his brother. This is a gift brought by his brother to the whole village.
It was only then that Gordon and the others figured out that the elder in front of them was the main talker in Sinard Village. The monk had a transcendent status, but it was more at the religious level. The former was responsible for most of the daily affairs in the village.
Hearing the news from the big-nosed village chief of Jiangbo Village, the elder was not as happy as the monk was. Instead, he felt that his nose was not a nose or an eye.
This is a very traditional and serious old man. The way in which the man from Jiangbo Village abandoned the village and his official duties as a great monk really made his impression on him not very good.
If it weren’t for the great monk’s persuasion, he wouldn’t even want to send people to touch those specialties.
Such an atmosphere made Gordon and the others feel a little bad.
Early on from the previous avoidance attitude of Jiangbo Village, he could see that for the people of Sinard Village, pure white dragon scales seemed to symbolize some kind of taboo and ominousness.
At the moment, the elder is very angry. If he takes it out to ask, there won't be any good results. He will have to find another opportunity later.
The elder is a reasonable person. Although he is dissatisfied with the big-nosed man in Jiangbo Village, he does not extend his dissatisfaction to outsiders like them.
While sulking, he also did not forget to arrange food and accommodation for everyone in the tour group.
The brigade, the Silverborder Hunting Group, and the cats and dogs were more numerous. If it weren’t for the enough cabins on the Isana, it would have been difficult for the small village to accommodate their large group of outsiders. .
At night, the great monk invited everyone in the brigade to his home.
A large number of meals that are not exquisite but are very local characteristics have been put on the table.
No matter what the elders and the stubborn old guys in the village think, as the younger brother of the village chief of Jiangbo Village, at least the monk Zheng himself is very grateful to everyone in the brigade for bringing the news about his relatives.
Looking at the small windmill whirring outside the window, he smiled and said: "The wind of fate guides us to meet here. If the hospitality is not good, you are welcome, please use it."
(End of this chapter)