Chapter 3237 Chapter 3239 [Monster]
Xiang Nan soon inquired and learned that Chen Yulou indeed had a plan to rob the Pingshan Ancient Tomb.
It turns out that Chen Yulou was extremely ambitious and was not willing to just be the bandit leader of Xiling. He secretly supported many warlord forces and planned to compete in the world.
And the funds consumed by Zhulu Tianxia are more than tens of millions. Even if he is the leader of Xiling Pirates, he can't support it. In recent years, funds have been slightly tight.
In addition, he also cherished false fame. In this year of great chaos, he took in refugees and opened a porridge factory to win people's hearts. As a result, the cost will be even greater.
So he wanted to find a big tomb and make a fortune.
Just then he received news that there was a large tomb of a general from the Yuan Dynasty deep in Pingshan Mountain, Laoxiong Ridge, Mengdong River, Xiangxi, with rich burials and countless treasures.
If it can be taken down, it will be enough to solve the urgent need. Therefore, he is gathering brothers recently, renovating equipment, gathering information, and waiting for opportunities.
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After Xiang Nan confirmed the news, he took Hua Ling and the old foreigner to Pingshan first.
"There are many poisonous insects and ferocious beasts in Pingshan. Don't be careless. Be careful." He warned repeatedly on the way.
Although the sachets and pills he made are very effective in preventing insects and detoxifying. But Taoist Banshan believes that everything is interdependent and there is no eternal strong or winner, so you have to be careful in everything.
“Don’t worry, senior brother.” Hua Ling and the old foreigner both said.
Wearing raincoats and carrying luggage, the three of them meandered through the mountains and ridges, and first came to a Miao village called Jinfeng Village.
This village is located among strange peaks and green valleys, and the scenery is as beautiful as in a landscape painting.
There are about a hundred households in the village. Because the local climate is full of miasma, and the mountains have poisonous weeds and sand vipers, the locals, regardless of whether they are foreigners or Chinese, all live side by side on the same floor. They climb up on ladders, which are called "rails".
All residential buildings are built against the mountains, facing north and south. In order to avoid venomous snakes and insects, the bottoms of the duplex wooden buildings are made of nine pillars, with cross-beams running through them, making the towers suspended. This kind of building is also called " Diaojiaolou".
After Xiang Nan, Hua Ling, and Lao Yang entered the village, they were immediately surrounded by the local people.
“Where are you from? Get out, get out, we don’t welcome outsiders here.”
“What are you doing, do you dare to break into our Jinfeng Village?”
“Outsiders get out, outsiders get out!”
Seeing how ferocious these villagers were, Hua Ling and the old foreigner couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
The old foreigner even touched the dagger at his waist. If a fight breaks out over a disagreement, he will draw his dagger and kill one to earn enough, and kill two to earn one.
"Fellow folks, please don't get me wrong. We are Zhalou Mohists who walk in the mountains, not evil people." Xiang Nan said hurriedly, and then started to praise Zhalou Mohist's carpentry.
It turns out that most people in western Hunan live in stilt houses. This type of wooden house is bound to deteriorate over time and require repairs. The repairman is called the Zhalou Mo Master.
In western Hunan, this kind of occupation is very common, so it is not easy to cause misunderstanding.
And "Zankou" is a "promotional slogan" said to customers in the old society when doing business and craftsmanship. It is specially used to show off one's own skills. It is also a kind of formula to worship God and make good fortune. Some people sing it. There are also those that are read out.
Partridge Shao began to travel around the world at the age of thirteen. He is well-informed, smart and proficient in all walks of life. Xiang Nan is also an expert in craftsmanship. He has learned carpentry, carving, embroidery, tailoring and other trades in the world of "Sword Rain".
After opening, Xiang Nan’s craftsmanship also made the people in the village give thumbs up. Taishan is not piled up, and cowhide is not blown. Sure enough, there are two brushes.
They were busy until noon, and the three of them borrowed a meal from a group of people’s houses.
“Hey, Dad, why do you have to offer a black bird to your stilted house downstairs?” Xiang Nan put down the bowl and bowed.
There is a black bird totem under every stilted building in the village. They are all made of black wood and look very old in appearance. Neither the old foreigner nor Hua Ling cared.
Just because the Xiangxi region was influenced by the Wu-Chu culture in ancient times, the ancient rock paintings and ancient totems of Xuanniao can be seen everywhere. Although they are mysterious and weird, there is nothing worth pursuing.
Seeing that he was being polite, his partner's father explained, "Xuanniao is actually a phoenix! Most people in the mountains of western Hunan believe in blackbirds. There is an ancient lock on a border town in western Hunan called Phoenix, and the mountains are shaped like a phoenix spreading its wings."
The natives in western Hunan all believe that this thing can stabilize their homes and ensure peace. Like this old piece of wood with a black bird carved on it, it is the most common thing among us. Every local family has it left by their ancestors, and most of the people who come here from outside have followed the local customs. "
“Thank you for your advice.” Xiang Nan nodded.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a high-pitched rooster crow.
Xiang Nan Xun Sheng looked around and saw that the big rooster was twice as big as an ordinary rooster. It had colorful feathers and a high crest. It was majestic and majestic, and its demeanor was even more arrogant and untamed.
Its rooster's comb is big and red. When the chicken's head moves, the bright red meat comb trembles wildly, as if it is holding a ball of burning flames. The feathers all over the body are divided into five colors, and the beak and claws of the chicken are sharp and sharp. They all glow with golden light under the noon sun.
When Xiang Nan saw this, he immediately walked over.
They saw a man brandishing a machete and rushed towards the chicken. "Good beast, if you run away again, I will kill you!"
"Stop!" Xiang Nan saw the pretense and immediately rushed forward.
"What are you doing? What does it have to do with you if I kill my chickens?" The man said displeased when he saw this.
“This chicken is destined to me.” Xiang Nan explained, “You set a price, I bought this chicken.”
The man was stunned for a moment, then turned around and shouted, "Dad, someone wants to buy our chickens."
"Who, who wants to buy my chickens?" A man came out of the house. He was a lot older, about fifty or sixty years old. Seeing Xiang Nan, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"It's me, I want to buy this chicken." Xiang Nan said.
“Not for sale.” The old man waved his hand.
Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Fifty oceans. You can buy hundreds of chickens."
“Fifty?! Not for sale.” The old man still said.
“One hundred oceans.” Xiang Nan said again.
"One hundred?!" The old man swallowed, but still shook his head, "If you don't sell it, I can't sell it."
“Two hundred,” Xiang Nan said again.
"Oh, I'm doing it for your own good. This chicken is not a chicken, but a monster. Haven't you young people heard that a dog doesn't last eight years and a chicken doesn't last six years?" The old man waved his hand and said, "If I take this rooster, If I give it to you, it will really bring you into trouble. How can you do this easily if you don't have any evil virtue?"
It turns out that people in ancient times were very superstitious and believed that poultry and livestock are spiritual. If they come into contact with people for a long time, they will understand human nature. Sooner or later, they will become spirits and monsters, and they will do some evil things that endanger and harm the world.
Hence the saying “a dog does not live for eight years and a chicken does not live for six years”.
(End of this chapter)