Daming female local tyrant

"Aqing...Abai..." Jing Lan murmured, her eyes fell on the big green snake coiled up not far behind the woman in white, and the small white snake the size of chopsticks wrapped around the woman's left arm. Her hairs stood on end, "You...you really?"

The woman in white nodded: "Really, I told Duo Muling that I wanted to take you to God, so he gave you to me. However, I have the final say on when you are suitable to go to God."

"..." Jing Lan stared blankly at the woman in white, thinking about the meaning of her words.

In other words, her own life is in the hands of the woman in white in front of her. She feels that when her flesh grows properly, or if she is unhappy, she can feed herself to her snake.

But did he just wait for her snake to eat him?

There is only this woman in white and that barbarian girl, as well as that big green snake and little white snake, don't you know how to escape?

Jing Lan quickly made up her mind that she should try her best to please the woman in white in front of her, gain her trust, and then take the opportunity to escape. She must not really be fattened up and fed to snakes here.

However, when Jing Lan had eaten and drank and followed the woman in white out of the cave for a walk, she was immediately dumbfounded.

The cave is at the highest peak of a mountain, and outside the cave is a stone platform similar to an altar, with a length of 50 meters and a width of 20 meters.

There is a long stone ladder in the middle of the stone platform leading down the mountain.

On the side of the stone ladder, every few steps, there is a barbarian with a sword standing. From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, there are at least a hundred barbarians on this stone ladder.

Except for such a stone ladder that can lead down the mountain, other places are cliffs.

If these barbarians guarded this stone staircase day and night, she would not be able to escape at all, unless she had wings to fly.

Now Jing Lan is very suspicious that the purpose of the white-clothed woman taking her out for a walk is to tell her, be honest, there is no way for her to escape.

So how about holding this holy woman hostage, forcing those barbarian guards to get out of the way, and fleeing down the mountain by herself?

Jing Lan glanced at "Ah Qing" next to the woman in white, and "Ah Bai" on her left arm, and immediately felt that she didn't have the ability to restrain the woman in white in front of her, and managed to escape successfully.

and so……

Just be fed by her obediently, please her, and don't eat too fat, keep thin, so she won't get herself fed to her snake.

Thinking of this, Jing Lan felt a little depressed.

Because in this way, she will have to stay here forever, and I don't know how long she will stay.

Shen Wan, Cheng Ze, and the old ancestor...

She will never see them again.

The woman in white took Jing Lan to see the little flowers growing beside the altar, and told her that this kind of flower could only be found in this holy mountain, and it always bloomed in four seasons, with a strong fragrance.The flower string on her wrist is made of this kind of flower.Moreover, her Ah Bai also likes to eat this kind of flower the most.

"Ah Bai eats flowers?" Jing Lan opened her eyes and asked her, "Isn't it eating people?"

The woman in white turned to look at Jing Lan, and smiled: "Human flesh is so sour, how can it be worthy of my Ah Bai."

Looking at the pretty and petite little white snake on the arm of the woman in white, Jing Lan also felt that if it could eat people, it wouldn't be so pretty.

So Jing Lan thought, in this way, was it a joke when the woman in white said she was going to fatten herself up to feed Ah Bai and Ah Qing?

But apart from Ah Bai, there is also Ah Qing. Jing Lan pointed to the big green snake and asked, "What about Ah Qing? Does Ah Qing eat people?"

The woman in white: "For food, as long as the bronze drum sounds in the village, it will go over to eat. Once it eats one person, it won't need to eat for a month."

"Huh?" Jing Lan opened her mouth wide, "You really eat people!"

The woman in white continued: "Ah Qing eats the most Han people, followed by those considered guilty by the village chiefs and villagers."

Jing Lan asked her why the people here would feed the Han people to the snakes, and cook and share the food.

"The people here are descendants of the Baiyue tribe, and they are feuds with the Han people. Our ancestors said that we had eighteen tribes at first, but now we are the only tribe left. The remaining seventeen tribes were all killed by the Han people Killed. We were driven here. You can also see that our place is full of mountains and water. We cannot farm like you Han people. We can only go hunting in the mountains and fishing in the water for a living. The tribe hates the Han people. When the Han people broke into our place, they would arrest them and sacrifice to the gods. Aqing and Abai are the gods recognized by the tribe. As for cooking and sharing food, there is no such thing. It is just a random rumor spread by the Han people outside the mountain. The tribe knows that the Han people spread rumors , and don’t try to justify it. Because they want the Han people to be afraid, so they don’t dare to come here to hunt us down, and we can thrive here for generations.”

"It turns out that you don't eat people, so what happened to the big iron pot and the wall full of skulls I saw?"

"The big iron pot is used to boil sheep or cattle. Every time a sacrifice is made to the gods, the tribe has to kill the sheep or cattle to cook. As for the skull wall, it is our ancestors. After the tribe died of old age, they would be buried. After three years, the meat would turn into So the family members took out the skull and embedded the skull in that wall with clay and gravel. Every year, the leader would gather the clansmen to pray for the ancestors and offer sacrifices to them.”

"What about you, I heard you are a saint?"

I thought that the woman in white who was talking about sex would tell Jing Lan about the saint.

Before arriving, the woman in white said that she was tired from talking too much today and could not speak anymore, and she had to see her aunt.

"Auntie? Where is she? Why didn't I see her after I came?" Jing Lan asked.

The woman in white didn't answer her, but simply said: "Follow me."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked into the cave, followed by Ah Qing, and Jing Lan walked behind Ah Qing.

To be honest, Jing Lan still feels scared when she sees that "Ah Qing", because it is a snake that really wants to eat people.

The woman in white led Jing Lan through the caves on the top of this holy mountain. She did not know how many turns she had made, passed through several caves, and finally came to an empty cave with many small holes of one foot in size. stone chamber. .

There is a stone bed covered with tiger skins in the stone room. On the stone wall facing the stone bed is a portrait of a middle-aged woman dressed like a woman in white.

When the woman in white faced the portrait, she knelt down, kowtowed reverently, then stood up, sat cross-legged on the tiger skin mattress on the stone bed, and began to read a book on the small wooden table on the stone bed.

Jing Lan noticed that the book was made of leather, and there were many strange symbols and patterns drawn on it, none of which she knew.

She had too many questions in her mind, and wanted to ask the saint, but she didn't bother to disturb him when she saw him reading a book.

When the saint was reading, Jing Lan looked around. She walked to the side of the stone wall and looked out through the one-foot-sized hole. She suddenly found that the stone room was suspended in the air, and there was a sea of ​​clouds outside, and there were dark blue peaks in the distance.

As far as the scenery is concerned, the scenery here is beautiful, but it's a pity that Jing Lan doesn't have the heart to appreciate it now.

She only thought that the difficulty of escaping was not so great.

Jing Lan's movement of looking out caught the attention of the woman in white, and she said, "If you're okay, you can read this book, it's also left by Auntie."

After speaking, she beckoned Jinglan to sit on the stone bed, and then handed Jinglan a thick, yellowed book.

Jing Lan felt that she had nothing to do anyway, and reading books was a good way to pass the time.

She went over and took off her hemp shoes, climbed onto the stone bed, and sat down at the small table, so that she was sitting face to face with the woman in white.

After receiving the book handed over by the woman in white, Jing Lan glanced at it and whispered, "The Classic of Materia Medica?"

"You really can read?" The woman in white sitting opposite said with a slight smile.

"My face looks like I can read?" Jing Lan raised her eyes and asked.

The woman in white laughed lightly: "Yes."

Jing Lan also laughed when she heard this, and asked her, "Tell me, what does a literate face look like?"

The woman in white said, "Just like Auntie."

"Auntie? Is it the portrait on the stone wall?"

"Yes, my aunt passed away three years ago."

"Auntie, is that your aunt?"

"No, she is the saint of the previous generation. The saints of this clan are selected from the tribe by generations of saints. When I was only three months old, I was selected by my aunt and came here with her. She Raised me, taught me how to read, taught me to gather medicine, taught me to see a doctor, and taught me to control the gods and psychics..."

"So it's like this." Jing Lan said to herself, "She is like a teacher like a mother to you."

After thinking about it, Jing Lan asked her again: "Then who did you learn Chinese from?"

The woman in white said: "The saints of our family have passed it down orally, and you need to read the book of herbal medicine in your hand, and you must also know the characters of the Han people."

Jing Lan couldn't help blurting out: "It seems that the saints of your clan are all high-level intellectuals, compared to your ignorant clansmen. This is the same as the wizards of our Han people in ancient times. The witches are both doctors and doctors. A warlock, who also knows astronomy and geography, is a high-level intellectual."

The woman in white frowned when she heard this. She asked Jing Lan what she was talking about and why she couldn't understand it. She only understood wizards and witch doctors.

It's fine for Jing Lan not to understand, she's just talking nonsense.

The woman in white stopped asking, and continued to look down at the patterns and symbols on her leather booklet.

Jing Lan flipped through the book of Materia Medica for a while, then felt bored again, she poked her head over to look at the pattern on the leather book of the woman in white, and asked her what it was.

"Some psychic spells can be used to help the clansman heal diseases, talk to the spirits of the ancestors, and ask them to foretell good and bad luck."

"Is there also a spell on how to make your Ah Qing and Ah Bai obedient?"

"No, Auntie taught Ah Qing and Ah Bai to be obedient, it's not in the book."

Jing Lan thought about it, and said: "In this way, Ah Qing and Ah Bai can only be controlled by the saintess, and the supreme status of your saintess can be guaranteed. By the way, how many years have your Ah Qing and Ah Bai been with you? "

"They are as old as I am."

"Then how old are you?"

"Eighteen."

"Eighteen? Your Ah Bai is also eighteen, he is so small!"

"Don't underestimate it, it is stronger than Ah Qing, it is the King of Snakes."