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Chapter 348 Old things
The afterglow of dusk sprinkled on the land in southern Xinjiang, and there was a burst of golden ripples.

People come and go at the entrance of Miao Village, they are all coming back from the tea fields
The old lady leaned on a cane and stood at the gate of Dazhai, looking at the group of people in front of her with a smile.

"Grandma, why are you here!" Aya jumped on her like a nightingale returning home.

The old woman stroked Aya's hair kindly, and replied softly: "Little girl, isn't grandma here to welcome new guests with you!"

Aya stuck out her tongue mischievously. Grandma has always been a prophet of the future, but this time she even counted out someone's visit.

Chen Bufei and his group came forward and bowed slightly to the old woman.

Ruodang came out of the crowd, took two steps forward, bowed to the old woman and said: "Ruodang Naxi, I have seen my ancestors!"

Silence, deathly silence.

Everyone looked a little weird, only the Naxi group remained normal.

Ding Hu touched Chen Bufei quietly, and asked in a low voice: "What's the situation? The Naxi people are called the ancestors of the Miao people? This Ruodang can't be confused by Miss Aya, right?"

Chen Bufei smiled bitterly, and replied: "Do you think I will know about this kind of old things?"

A Ke also had a strange expression on her face, and muttered to herself in a low voice: "Could it be that what was said in the ancient books is false?"

The old woman didn't care about the serious look, she bumped her cane lightly to the ground, and asked, "Who are you, Dai Ruji?"

"Dai Ruji is my father." Ruodang respectfully cupped his hands again, and bowed deeply to the old woman.

Chen Bufei looked at the scene in front of him with a strange expression. He originally thought that the number one warrior of the Naxi tribe was seeking or negotiating something.This is the whole process of recognizing the ancestors and returning to the ancestors?
Both Ake and Aya also stared wide-eyed. How could the former saintess of the Miao nationality become the ancestor of the Naxi people?
The old woman seemed to notice everyone's doubts, and sighed lightly, without explaining too much, and said: "Go in and talk!"

In the very center of the Miao Village, in a small two-story attic, the spacious Chinese-style living room was already full of people.

More than a dozen people stood or sat in two rows scattered on both sides of the hall.

The old woman sat in the first place, looked at the crutch in her hand, and didn't speak for a long time.

Chen Bufei didn't speak in a hurry, since the black ghost stone had been swallowed up by this necklace, the black air on Zhou Qingya's neck should have been relieved of course.

Without the sense of urgency of the task, he is also extraordinarily leisurely at this time.

It is right to regard this execution in southern Xinjiang as a trip.

Aya's big eyes turned around a few times like ghosts, and she couldn't help the boring atmosphere first, and said, "Grandma Zu, you called us all over, are you going to tell some stories!"

The old woman looked lovingly at Aya who was full of curiosity, and said, "The story is over, and there is nothing to tell. Since Ruodang came to visit me on behalf of the Naxi people, there must be something going on?"

"The old ancestor's eyes are like torches, Ruodang admires him." Ruodang bowed respectfully and bowed to the old woman.

The old woman waved her hand and said: "If you have anything to say, just tell me directly. This unnecessary courtesy can be avoided!"

"We came to pay homage to the Miao people this time because we were summoned by the holy relics of the Naxi people..." Ruodang was no longer polite, looked around the hall, and explained slowly.

"The sacred objects of the Naxi people? Wasn't it lost in the melee in southern Xinjiang a hundred years ago?"

A Ke interrupted with some puzzlement.

According to the ancient records of the Miao people, the Naxi people back then relied on the imperial weapons and sacred objects to compete with the Gu skills of the Miao people.

The Miao's final victory was also due to the loss of the Naxi's sacred objects.

Ruodang glanced at A Ke, but did not reply, but instead cast a questioning look at the old woman.

The old woman raised her hand a little lonely: "Forget it, she is a saint, she must know this sooner or later! These past events, my old bones, I am embarrassed to say, you can say it!"

"In the scuffle a hundred years ago, the sacred objects of the Naxi people were not lost, but dismantled!" Ruodang bowed lightly to the old woman, and explained to A Ke, "The sacred objects of the Naxi people are How precious the Naxi people are, how could they be lost out of thin air!"

"Back then, the Naxi people had a slight upper hand in the battle by virtue of their weapon-controlling skills." Ruodang looked a little emotional, as if he had returned to the 40s and [-]s. "The Miao people were retreating steadily until Chen Qingxuan appeared..."

Chen Bufei's face turned pale, why is it this person again?
A while ago, when A Li was telling himself the history of ghost stones, he mentioned Chen Qingxuan.Why is there this so-called leader of Xuanmen in the historical struggle between the Miao and Naxi people?

Ruodang didn't notice Chen Bufei's face, and continued on his own: "Chen Qingxuan fell in love with the saint of the Miao nationality back then, and was brought back to the Miao nationality to participate in the trial. I don't know if it was the arrangement of God or a deliberate conspiracy. On the day of the trial, it was officially the day when the Naxi people attacked the Miao people."

"As always, the Miao people had the upper hand. We fought all the way to the gate of the Miao people's holy land, and met Chen Qingxuan who was participating in the trial..."

For the first time, Ruodang showed a look of fear, and continued: "At that time, Chen Qingxuan stopped the four Naxi warriors with one sword and one sword. It was like a god descending from the earth, and he had the upper hand."

Chen Bufei's expression was a little extraordinarily exciting.This version of the story is different from what Ah Li told me...

What about stepping into the southern border for the sake of the ghost stone and fighting with your life for ten days and ten nights?

"The Naxi warriors were forced to sacrifice their sacred objects, and with the blessing of weapon control, they barely managed to draw with Chen Qingxuan." Ruodang continued with some emotion, "Four against one, we can only barely draw, the Central Plains people The formation is indeed infinitely mysterious!"

"Later, the saintesses of the Miao nationality who came out of the holy land also joined the battle. The two of them used the Yin-Yang Taiji Formation to defeat the Naxi people so badly that they couldn't even resist the sacred objects."

"In order to cover the retreat of the tribe, the elder held the sacred object of the Naxi tribe and cut off the back. In the end, both the people and the holy object disappeared..."

Ruodang scanned everyone in the room with sharp eyes, and continued: "This time, the high priest received the call from the holy object and sent us here ahead of time."

A Ke looked suddenly enlightened, and said, "That's why you showed up at the gate of the Miao Holy Land?"

Ruodang nodded: "If I'm not mistaken, the sacred object of the Naxi tribe is on him!"

Chen Bufei looked at Ruodang's eyes with some astonishment, and was suddenly surprised.

How did he feel that the Naxi holy relic was on him?

(End of this chapter)