Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Suddenly a group of outsiders came to the village.

And it is said that he is still a descendant of his grandfather.

This news spread from ten to ten and caused a huge sensation in Malu Village.

When a group of people, led by Xigu and Toge, headed to the ancestral house located in the middle of the village, both sides of the road were almost crowded with people.

Men, women, old and young.

They all looked at them with curiosity.

Many of them have never been out of Zhelong Mountain in their lives, let alone so many Han people.

However, with Xigu and Tog present, they only dared to watch silently, and no one dared to argue.

"This is it."

A moment later.

A bamboo building that was significantly higher than other chicken coops appeared in front of everyone.

Because meeting grandpa is a big deal.

Chen Yulou only brought Partridge Whistle and Miss Hong.

All three of them are veterans.

Of course I won't be rude.

But when they crossed the threshold and saw the statue of Wuhou on the shrine, the three of them were still shocked.

I saw that on the shrine, Marquis Wu was in the center, and on both sides were tablets enshrining Simola, the ancestor of the Wa people, and Li Dingguo, the king of Han.

The statue of Wuhou is carved lifelike.

Wearing Bagua clothes, holding a goose feather fan, a feather fan and a turban, and the spirit of immortality.

It's like sitting on a high platform, quietly staring into the distance.

Moreover, what amazed the three of them the most was that even though more than a thousand years had passed, the ancestral home was still full of incense.

"Marquis Wu made an oath with the Barbarian King that we and the other seven tribes would surrender and guard the southwest border forever for the Shu Han."

"In the blink of an eye, seventeen hundred years have passed."

"All tribes of the Wa people have always adhered to this agreement and will never betray it."

Xigu Qiuda carefully took down a wooden painting from the shrine.

It can be seen that the wood paintings are extremely ancient.

The painting uses cyan paint to record the covenant.

With just a few strokes, there is a feeling of transporting people through time and space, back to a thousand years ago.

"Everyone...righteousness!"

Chen Yulou had heard about this in his previous life.

I always thought it was fabricated, but I didn't expect that it didn't contain any processed elements.

You know, this is not a year, ten years or a hundred years, but a full seventeen or eight hundred years.

Vicissitudes of life, dynasties change.

In the mountains and dense forests that no one remembers, these tribes of the Wa tribe are still guarding the covenant.

After thousands of years and twenty-three dynasties throughout the ages, I am afraid that only Prime Minister Wuhou can do this.

but.

What he admired even more was these people.

You will know it just by walking through the village.

Life in Maluzhai was not good, and they were still living in the era of slash-and-burn farming.

Most of the time, I rely on hunting in the mountains and forests.

If you want to exchange the little leather you finally saved for grain or salt, you have to go through the vast mountains to reach the chieftain's city of Jiangdao clan in Longchuan hundreds of miles away.

But even so, they still stick to their faith.

Just that.

There are 99% of them in the world, no, it can even be said that no one can do it.

Listening to Xiguqiuda's warm voice talking about the events of that year.

Chen Yulou cupped his hands and bowed deeply to the statue of Wuhou in the shrine.

"Where, where..."

Xiguqiuda waved his hands repeatedly.

But at this moment, his turbid eyes could not hide his pride.

It was as if the perseverance of generations and thousands of years had finally responded.

When Partridge Whistle standing aside saw this scene, he subconsciously thought of their Zagrama clan.

Also more than a thousand years ago.

The ancestors of the past generations have worked hard to break the ghost curse, until today.

However, they died for the sake of their tribe, but the various tribes of the Wa tribe only did so because of an agreement.

Partridge Whistle was filled with emotion.

Putting himself in their shoes, he felt that if Zagrama were replaced by the Wa people, they would not be able to do it no matter what.

The red girl's eyes also flickered.

She is not as far-sighted as Chen Yulou thought, and she does not have as important a responsibility as a partridge whistle.

Just after listening to Xigu's words.

She just thought about Jianghu.

Everyone in the world prides himself on honesty and justice.

It's just that people's hearts are unpredictable, even more so than ghosts. When the interests are at stake, father and son will kill each other. Where can there be any sincerity and kindness?

Those people outside always speak with disdain when mentioning these small tribes, and they must call them barbarians in their words.

but……

Compared to them.

I wonder how much better these so-called barbarians in Maluzhai are than them?

"By the way, Dana, although I can still speak some Chinese, I can't recognize many characters."

"There is a copy of the letter in our ancestral home that our ancestors sent back when they followed the King of Han to the south. Can you... help us take a look at it?"

Xigu Qiuda told them many things.

After a long time.

After he returned the wood painting to the shrine, he suddenly remembered something and whispered to Chen Yulou.

The King of Han went south?

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but look to the side of the shrine.

He didn't know much about Li Dingguo.

All I know is that he was the leader of the small imperial court of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

With the remaining troops, he fought against the Qing Dynasty for many years, but unfortunately he was still alone. After his death, his life's hard work was wasted.

"it is good!"

The various tribes of the Wa people can regard him as a figure of almost the same level as Wuhou Grandpa.

Come to think of it, he is not an ordinary person.

What's more, just reading the letter is not a difficult task. ,

Chen Yulou didn't hesitate at all and agreed immediately.

"Thanks Dana."

Dana is the name given to young people by the Wa people.

Chen Yulou's magnanimity was outstanding, and everyone who came seemed to take him as the leader.

How could Xigu and Toge not see it?

"That's serious." Chen Yulou pushed straight to the point, "I wonder where the letter is now?"

"At Lord Longmo, the clan's holy land."

Seeing that he might have misunderstood, Xigu shook his head and pointed far away into the depths of the village outside his ancestral home.

"Master Long Mo?"

Hear this obscure name.

Not only Partridge Whistle and Miss Hong were puzzled, but Chen Yulou was also confused.

However, it is a holy place.

In his opinion, it should be an important place in Malu Village.

"I'll take you there."

Although Xigu is quite old, his legs and feet are inconvenient.

But his character is still the same as when he was young, he is resolute and resolute, and he takes a few people away immediately without any delay.

Walk out of the ancestral home.

I saw the shopkeeper coming out.

Kunlun, who had been waiting outside, couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could go up to him, he felt the shopkeeper shake his head at him, signaling for them to wait.

On the contrary, it is the clan leader Toge, who is worthy of being the person who has been in charge of Maluzhai for many years.