The two returned to the crowd, Du Jie nodded at Ya'er, and Ya'er unexpectedly smiled at Du Jie with rare gratitude.
Seeing that Du Jie had agreed, Grandma Miao turned back to the high priest and said, "My man has been chosen."
Si Ming didn't know the details of Ming Yuan, and Du Jie's participation made him wary. Before she came to southern Xinjiang, she was clearly reminded not to touch the immortal master who picked the immortals. Now that Du Jie has entered the game, can she put the saint into the trap? Will the position of child be given up to others?
Absolutely not!
Si Ming was worried. If the Immortal Master died, he would die as well. This world has passed the time when picking immortals has the final say.
At this moment, a roar came from the door: "What a hidden rat, get out as soon as possible, let grandpa catch you and pop your pee!"
There was a metallic echo in the voice, and the hall was buzzing.
When Siming heard this, he felt calm. My own people actually found this place, God help me!
A dozen or so people on the left and right sides of the hall all squinted their eyes toward the outside at the same time, and then a man who looked like a Taoist boy closest to the door walked out. Not long after, several more curses and angry sounds came from outside, and soon the sounds suddenly stopped. After half a cup of tea, the Taoist boy opened the door and walked back, followed by several Han Chinese from the Central Plains, who cautiously walked forward. Walk around and watch.
After seeing Si Ming, he looked sad and did not dare to look up or speak. He just followed the Taoist boy to the middle of the hall.
Siming stared at them and said, "How did you find this place? You just heard the sound of King Kong roaring, why didn't you see him come in?"
The man closest to Si Ming first looked at the Taoist boy, and when he saw that the Taoist boy didn't say anything, he said to Siming: "The Roaring King Kong just died outside, it's... it was this little brother who did it."
"What? Dead? This is impossible!" Siming finally looked at the dozen or so people around him. These humble-looking people actually had such abilities. The Roaring King Kong had practiced rigor mortis, making his body invulnerable in a short period of time. , How could this Taoist boy have such great abilities?
Li Qiongxian hummed at this time: "If you speak rudely, I will kill you. I am giving you an advantage. Do you really think I am a fool?"
Siming suppressed his shock and anger at this time: "Who are they?"
"Them? Of course they are just like me."
"What? All of them? How is this possible?"
"Who doesn't have two friends? What's your expression?" Li Qiongxian looked at Siming coaxingly. Ever since Siming and Miao Apo canceled the bet, Li Qiongxian didn't like her.
The masked woman shook her head at Siming, and Li Qiongxian snorted and stopped arguing with her.
Grandma Miao said to Siming: "It's getting late, let's start early."
Before Siming could answer, the high priest said: "A'duo, don't be in a hurry at this moment. I haven't been here for a long time. Let's give it up for today and get up early tomorrow to start again."
Grandma Miao knew the purpose of the high priest, and there was a look of guilt in her eyes. He nodded in agreement.
"What about you? Si Ming!"
Siming was already shocked by the strength of the dozen or so people. When he saw the high priest asking him, he subconsciously agreed.
"Since both parties have agreed, let's find a place to rest in the side hall. It will start at sunrise tomorrow." The masked woman said to everyone.
The master of the house had spoken, and no one said anything. Everyone on both sides turned around and prepared to leave. At this moment, the high priest suddenly said to Du Jie: "Little brother, please stay."
When Du Jie saw the high priest calling him, he stopped and clasped his fists and said, "Senior, are you calling me?"
The high priest looked at the masked woman, and then said to Du Jie in a friendly manner: "Little brother, I have something to discuss with you."
"You want to discuss things with me?" Apart from being the master of Immortal Picking, what else can he do that can catch the eyes of the high priest? Could it be that the high priest wants to cooperate with Immortal Picking?
The high priest left Du Jie behind. Although the others were curious, they also knew that it was not convenient for them to stay.
Just after everyone left, the high priest looked at the masked woman, and then the masked woman walked up to Du Jie and gently touched his back. Du Jie's old face turned red when he was touched by the delicate jade finger. He was about to jump away when the masked woman suddenly slapped Du Jie on the back. Du Jie's body fell forward uncontrollably.
Du Jie was shocked, how could the people here be so moody. Just now he was calling me "little brother" in a friendly manner, but why did he suddenly turn around and turn his back?
He staggered forward two steps, then turned around to argue with them. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he found that the masked woman was holding a fat doll in her hand. Du Jie took a closer look and saw that it was the mountain boy hiding behind him.
"As expected!" The masked woman and the high priest looked at each other, and both said excitedly. Li Qiongxian and the others next to them all took two steps forward.
The mountain boy was caught and glanced sideways at the masked woman: "Put me down." His tone was not good, but he was extremely calm.
After hearing this, the masked woman actually put the mountain boy on the ground obediently.
Shantong frowned and said, "I don't like the smell of you very much. You were not born with this smell. You were transformed into this."
The masked woman did not answer the mountain boy's words, but asked: "Which mountain did you practice on, and how did you come here now."
"The old man said, no one who spies on my origin is good, you are evil-minded." The mountain boy did not give the masked woman a good look at all, and looked at her with a sullen face, as if he was about to turn against her and take action at the next moment.
The masked woman did not expect that the mountain boy would answer like this. She looked at Li Qiongxian in surprise and muttered to herself: "I thought their minds were the same as Li Qiongxian's. Is this the result of practicing the Dharma? No different from human beings."
The mountain boy looked around and saw the appearance of the dozen or so people around him, and said with some disdain: "These things have no life in cultivation. They are really a waste of good things."
The masked woman knew what the mountain boy was referring to and what he was talking about as waste. She asked, "Is life in cultivation so important?"
"Of course it's important. If it's not important, then why are you born with such an appearance?"
The masked woman was speechless for a moment and stayed where she was.
The mountain boy turned around and walked to Du Jie, then the features on his face wrinkled: "I said, can't you see? They didn't have any good intentions when they pulled me out. You are acting like a fool now. , are you waiting for them to treat you?"
Du Jie was also choked so much that he was not sure what the high priest and the masked woman meant.
When the high priest saw the mountain boy talking like this, he smiled and said, "It's a misunderstanding. What do we have in mind?"
Shantong looked at a few people with squinting eyes: "You know what you are thinking. Although I don't know what means you used to make these things like this and tidied them up. But the vertical pupils under the mask just now made me But you can see it.”
"Erect pupils?" Du Jie looked at the masked woman in surprise.
At this time, she shook her head with a smile, and then gently took off the mask.
"You said I have vertical pupils?" Under the mask is a round smiling face, kind and cute, and is very similar to Li Qiongxian. The eyes were black and shiny, with no vertical pupils at all.
"Little boy, do you think I have vertical pupils?"
Shantong stared at her carefully with some confusion. He had just seen vertical pupils, why did they suddenly change.
At this time, a new moon slowly rose, and the moonlight spread into the hall, reflecting the other people's divinity.
Du Jie touched Shantong's head and asked him in a low voice: "Are you wrong? I think these people are very normal."
The masked woman held the mask in her hand and said to Du Jie and Shantong: "You two can call me Wei Cunhua. This title is only known by the high priest now."
At this time, the little Taoist boy stood next to the Shantong. The Taoist boy gently touched the Shantong's little hand. The Shantong put his hands away arrogantly and turned his head to ignore him. The little Taoist boy seemed to have done something. It was like something was wrong, and I was so aggrieved that I wanted to cry.
When the mountain boy saw this, he felt a little soft-hearted.
Axia continued: "You must be asking for something when you ask me to stay, but what we are asking for may be a bit unbelievable, so if you are not in a hurry, please allow me to tell you a story."
Du Jie looked at the mountain boy, and the mountain boy looked at the Taoist boy, then at the high priest and the others. He nodded eccentrically and said, "Then you tell me."
Axia looked at the mask in her hand and said softly:
A long time ago, soldiers from the Central Plains and troops from Baiyue had a fierce battle at the residence of the Miao people in southern Xinjiang. Both sides of the battle suffered losses, but the most seriously injured was indeed the most innocent Miao people. Almost all their homes were destroyed, and everyone fled and became homeless.
They prayed to God to save them.
No one came to save them, neither God nor King Miao came. Only the endless flames of war slowly burned everything about the Miao people. At that time, there was a pair of childhood sweethearts. The man would call him Alang, and the woman would call her Axia.
When the war came to the village, they saw with their own eyes those who claimed to be righteous people on both sides burning, killing and looting. Their own relatives even died under the sword in order to give them a way to live.
The two children hid in the darkness, neither crying nor making a sound. They watched all this silently until everyone left.
They guarded here carefully and did not bury their relatives because they were afraid of being discovered. After three days of guarding, they made a decision that affected them and their generation of Miao people.
The two people decided to go to the Central Plains. They wanted revenge. If they wanted to take revenge, they had to survive first, understand the enemy first, and learn skills first.
Two children aged 11 or 12 traveled across mountains and rivers for two months. They picked wild fruits when they were hungry and stole some food when there were no wild fruits. A Lang was found beaten several times and could hardly stand up.
Until one time, the two of them were hungry for three days, and Axia was so hungry that she couldn't walk. Alang looked at her, and then at the small shop selling food in the distance. He whispered to Axia: "Wait for me, there will be food soon."
"Brother, don't go, they will beat you to death!"
