The old priest glanced at the two of them and said in fluent Chinese: "Who are you two? We recruited you from the truth. Why do you want to disrupt our God Sacrifice Conference? Who ordered you?" Xiao and Feng looked at each other, and they couldn't help but feel. surprise. When Xiao Yunfan fought with him, he saw that his martial arts style originated from China. As for whether the priest was a Han or a Bo, it was difficult to judge. Then he joked: "I thought you Bo people could only speak bird language. It seems that your Chinese is quite good."
The high priest snorted coldly and said slowly: "Young man is good at martial arts, but your mouth will kill you sooner or later." When he spoke, his tone was cold, implying a chilling tone. Xiao Yunfan made eye contact with him, and couldn't help but feel a sudden thought in his heart, and said to himself: "Since he spared our lives, he naturally had deep intentions. Otherwise, why bother to kill us with one knife? As for what other plans he has, it is hard to figure out. through."
Immediately, he put away his disrespectful heart and said seriously: "Old man, we are Han people, and we live in Xialu Buping. This is my cousin Feng Miaoqing. I accidentally broke into the noble god ceremony and saw that you were going to use those children as sacrifices. I was very angry. , I offend your dignity, please forgive me."
Seeing that his words were honest, the old priest asked, "Do you know why we, the Bo people, use children as sacrifices?" Xiao and Feng shook their heads. The old priest said coldly: "You Han people have an sworn hatred with us Bo people! Only the blood of Han people can wash away the pain of the Bo people."
Xiao Yunfan had heard Feng Miaoqing talk about the Bo people and sympathized with their plight. But he objected to the Bo people using children as sacrifices. At that moment, he said loudly: "There are bad people among the Bo people, and there are good people among the Han people. How can we generalize? Furthermore, even if there are Han people who are enemies with the Bo people, it would be unjustifiable for you to attack those children."
The old priest stood up, turned away, and after a moment, turned back again. When he turned back again, the two of them looked at him as if they had seen a ghost. Feng Miaoqing trembled all over and screamed in fear. Xiao Yunfan's expression changed and his scalp felt numb.
It turned out that except for the eyes, the entire face of the old priest was alive, and the rest of it did not exist. There is a hole in the nose, and there is also a hole in the mouth. His whole person was like a devil coming out of hell.
On that strange face, a hoarse voice murmured: "Have you seen this face of mine? It's all thanks to you Han people. On the night of thirteen years ago, our tribe gathered together to celebrate the Fire God Festival. . Men, women, old and young all dressed up to attend, singing and dancing, so happy. Even the brave soldiers who usually guard the city were given special gifts of wine.
But just as we were cheering and celebrating, a loud arrow pierced the sky and exploded. Countless Ming troops broke through the gates of Jiusi City and poured in. Most of our warriors were so drunk that they were shot to death by the Ming army's feather arrows before they even had a firm grip on their long-haired steel swords. King Bo made an explanation to several important ministers, sent someone to fetch the armor, put it on immediately, and rushed out with three hundred warriors. Later, when he was outnumbered, he was reportedly stabbed to death by random spears from the Ming army.
After the Ming army entered the city, they raised their steel swords and killed everyone they saw. When you see jewelry, you grab it. Overnight, there were mountains of corpses and rivers of blood in Jiusi City. Our home was burned into a sea of flames. My wife and children all died tragically at the hands of the Ming army. Do you think I should seek revenge from the Han people? " He stretched out his skinny finger and pointed at Xiao Yunfan, and even his voice changed after speaking.
Xiao Yunfan saw that he was emotional and his voice was trembling when he spoke. It was conceivable that the atrocities committed by the Ming army back then, and he fell into deep thought. Feng Miaoqing took the courage to say loudly: "What do the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have to do with the innocent people of the Ming Dynasty who killed you? Most of those children were not yet born in that murder, so how can this debt be recorded on their heads? "
The old priest raised his head and laughed wildly: "Even if you are eloquent, you can't wash away the sins committed by the Ming army back then. We Bo people are hardworking and kind, and we have lived in our own paradise for generations without worries. Under the blessing of the gods , the country is rich and the people are prosperous.
You Han people are ambitious and talk about benevolence, righteousness, morality and the courtesy of saints. In the end, they still coveted our wealth and sent countless eagles, dogs and minions to oppress the Bo people. If it's not soft, it's hard. In the battle of Jiusi City, how many of our compatriots died. It is cheap for you to kill a few Han children to pay homage to them. How much is the life of a Han dog worth? "
Feng Miaoqing saw that he regarded human life as nothing but trivial matter. He didn't know where the courage came from, and protested loudly: "How can human life be evaluated in terms of money? Regardless of Han or Bo people, life is extremely precious. How can it be measured by gold and silver?"
The priest was startled at first, and then became furious. He stretched out his hand and strangled Feng Miaoqing by the throat, shouting: "How dare a young yellow-haired girl act so arrogantly in front of me! The lives of Han people and Bo people are the same. The lives of Han people are like beasts, ants and grass mustard. Only Bo people It's my destiny." Feng Miaoqing felt severe pain in her neck, difficulty breathing, and her pretty face turned red.
Xiao Yunfan said anxiously: "The old man is also a famous person after all. He is not afraid of losing his identity if he does this to a junior." The priest rolled his eyes at Xiao Yunfan and said: "Hmph! I don't take any of those bullshit rules of your Han people in my eyes. .”
Xiao Yunfan said again: "The old man's martial arts came from the Han people, and now he kills the Han people, I'm afraid it goes against the wishes of my mentor!" The priest's tone was cold and he said in a harsh voice: "I learned martial arts from the Han people. But the Han people are just coveting the treasure in my hands.
The relationship between me and him is just a transaction, there is no relationship between master and disciple. He also never restricted me with Han rules. How could I not know that you want to save this girl's life? How could I be fooled by you? "
Xiao Yunfan showed him the trick, rolled his eyes and said: "I saw the old man's martial arts skills, and I admire him very much. If the old man is willing to let my cousin go, I am willing to sacrifice my own life in exchange."
The priest shook his head and said: "Your life is in my hands, and hers is in my hands. If you exchange your life for hers, it is like buying my goods with my money. You Han people are spendthrifts." There are so many, you really think I am a fool."
As he said that, his right hand let go of Feng Miaoqing's neck. Xiao Yunfan was about to thank him. He walked behind Xiao Yunfan, suddenly raised his left palm, and struck the back of Xiao Yunfan's neck with one move. Xiao Yunfan was immediately dizzy and fell forward.
Seeing this, Feng Miaoqing was shocked and frightened and said, "You...you old monster, why did you kill him?" Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly blurred and he lost consciousness. I don’t know how long it took, but she slowly opened her eyes. The stalactites above her head were decorated with beaded lamps. She was lying on a big soft bed, and beside the bed stood two handsome Bo girls. Seeing that she was about to get up, someone smiled and said: "Holy girl, you're awake."
Feng Miaoqing stretched out her hand and pressed her temples, looked at her and asked doubtfully: "What did you just call me?" The maid protected her chest with her hands, saluted her, and then said: "Saint." Feng Miaoqing was surprised: "When did I do it? Your saint? Where is this place? Where did that old monster go?" Seeing her rapid-fire questions, the maid didn't answer. She leaned down and picked up a pair of boots to put on for her.
Seeing that the girl was young, Feng Miaoqing said, "Little sister, were you also captured by this old monster?" The girl said, "This is where the gods live, where did the monster come from?" Full of doubts, Feng Miaoqing sat up. Walked around the room.
This stone room is elegantly decorated. Four screens of plum, bamboo, orchid and chrysanthemum are hung on the east stone wall. Below the screen, there are several plum blossoms inserted in a big-bellied porcelain vase. Rays of golden sunlight leaked from the diamond-shaped window panes on the west wall and hit the ground.
She turned around and saw a bronze mirror as tall as a person. She slowly walked into the bronze mirror and saw the girl in the mirror, with a cinnabar mark in the middle of her forehead, pearls hanging from her ears, wearing a long gown of blue cloth and black edges, with colorful embroidery on the collar and cuffs. pattern. Three beautifully carved silver necklaces hang on the chest, a five-color silk ribbon is tied around the waist, and a palm-sized bag hangs diagonally across the body, studded with pearls, which is very dazzling.
Feng Miaoqing looked at the girl in the mirror and thought to herself: "Is this me? Wasn't I killed by that old monster." The two maids behind her saw Feng Miaoqing's confused face, and they both looked at the person in the mirror with a smile. A young girl said: "There is no need to take a photo of the saint. You are so beautiful. Among the daughters of our Bo tribe, you are number one. The high priest has ordered that when you wake up, you should eat something first and then go see him."
Feng Miaoqing thought to herself: "Even if you two don't tell me, I still want to see him." Then she put on her old lady pretense and said: "I don't want to eat, you two can lead the way." The maid said: "Please Don't make things difficult for us. If you don't eat, the high priest will investigate you, and we can't afford the crime." When she spoke, her voice trembled slightly, obviously she was extremely scared.
Feng Miaoqing was concerned about Xiao Yunfan's safety, so she patiently walked to the table and sat down. After taking two or three bites, he put the spoon down and said, "Okay, I'm full. Now it's time to take me to see the high priest." The two maids had no choice but to clear the plates while the other led the way.
There are many forked roads in the cave, and each fork in the road is guarded by guards. Under the leadership of the maid, the two came to a large cave without any obstruction.
In front of the cave stood two men with fierce looks, and saw the maid approaching. After kneeling down, the maid said a few words to the two of them in Bo language. A big man reached out and grabbed a copper ring embedded in the stone wall behind his back. The stone door in front of the cave creaked for a while before slowly rising.
Feng Miaoqing followed closely behind the maid into the cave. This cave is very spacious and has plenty of light. The priest wore a bronze ghost mask and stood in front of a stone table. There are various children's windmills and puppets on the table.
Seeing that Feng Miaoqing was dressed like a Bo person, he said to the maid: "Well done, Ajilie. You have nothing to do here. You can go down." The implication was quite approving.
Seeing the master's signal, the maid slowly walked out of the cave. The priest saw Feng Miaoqing's hands behind his back and said happily: "Aleqiu, come to grandpa quickly." Feng Miaoqing said with a straight face: "Old monster, you may have made a mistake. My name is Feng Miaoqing, which is not what you said. of Aleqiu.”
