When An Xiyue followed Meng Jinrong out of the wooden house, the song appeared again...
An Xiyue quickened her pace and shouted, "Senior Meng, wait a minute, did you hear anything?"
Meng Jinrong said with a cold face, "No one can save you, so you should save your efforts. Don't you find something strange here?"
An Xiyue looked around and replied honestly: "Green mountains and green waters are quite normal."
Immediately, all the villagers came out of the house, and each of them stared at them as if they were radiating light.
The villagers first saluted them, and then an older man stepped forward to negotiate with Meng Jinrong.
An Xiyue couldn't understand what they were talking about, but judging from the gestures on their hands, it should be the sound that suddenly appeared just now. They should all recognize the song "Looking Homeward" and felt it was very cordial.
Meng Jinrong's face was very ugly, and she even lost her temper, making all the villagers look at her in fear.
An Xiyue suddenly said to Meng Jinrong: "Did they also recognize it? This is the song of their Miao people."
"What do you know?" Meng Jinrong said angrily: "They have no hometown, so what kind of hometown do they want?"
"Why don't I understand? I can see the longing in their eyes. They also miss this song very much." An Xiyue said stubbornly: "Senior Meng, don't you miss it?"
Suddenly, Meng Jinrong's eyes became cold and bone-chilling, and she stared at An Xiyue closely: "Southern Xinjiang is their hometown, but it was occupied by the Northern Dynasties. They used to live freely on that land, and they also lived with the Northern Dynasties. Just like the common people, they plowed at sunrise and returned at sunset. Unfortunately, those Northern Dynasties drove them all away, leaving only the old, weak, women and children, and they still did not let them go."
An Xiyue was speechless and only said: "Princess Lingjing brought this song to the Northern Dynasty. She must also miss her hometown, her mother, and her master..."
"Senior Meng, you hate her so much because she is your only disciple. Do you feel that she has broken your heart, violated your wishes, and insists on leaving Southern Xinjiang?"
Meng Jinrong glanced at An Xiyue meaningfully, "She betrayed her mother, and the people of the Southern Xinjiang tribe. If it weren't for her, the queen would not have died, and they would not have escaped..."
"How dangerous it is to live here, haven't you seen? I'm afraid of rain in spring and snow in winter, those nasty Northern Dynasties people."
An Xiyue suddenly laughed, "So you think Queen Shi Ying hates Shi Lingjing just like you."
"You think the Miao people are what they are now because of her, so you think Shi Ying should hate her daughter."
"Why did you let her soak in the holy pool since she was a child and let her be a voodoo doctor? You are a wizard and you raise voodoos, but you let her cure voodoo poisons. Isn't it strange to you?"
"Because you know that people who raise voodoos are very evil and can easily suffer backlash." An Xiyue asked calmly: "Senior Meng, you have been raising voodoos all your life. Have you ever suffered backlash?"
Meng Jinrong said coldly: "It's a joke. I'm a wizard. How could I be attacked? I'm going to kill Nangong Youming's son right now."
An Xiyue saw that she was so confident and believed what she told the truth. At this time, intermittent sounds came from the sky. She knew that Nangong Yuanyi must be nearby, but there was no entrance, and he didn't know how to enter the village.
