Yun Shu just arrived at the entrance of Changbai Village, and habitually glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness. He didn't expect to see such a scene:
The only main road in Changbai Village was lined with people standing on both sides, ranging from gray-haired octogenarians to toddlers, and even a few young wives holding tightly wrapped babies.
Tong Jianye was already standing behind her, following her step by step, like a follower or a guard.
Although she knew that the Manchus valued etiquette the most, Yun Shu did not expect that in addition to welcoming guests, there would be such a "surprise" waiting for her in the village.
No, or it's more like "scare".
It's not like Da Ya has never been to Changbai Village before. At that time, the people in the village were not so enthusiastic, and even good faces were rare.
Now this treatment is a complete reversal, which makes Yun Shu feel a little bit unscrupulous.
Thinking of this, Yun Shu paused: Sure enough, reality will always teach you how to be a human being.
Tong Jianye thought that Yun Shu was frightened, so he pushed her from behind and whispered: "Young Master, don't be afraid, this is the tribe welcoming you home! Except for a few You Shou who failed to come back, Changbai Ba This department, as long as the clan members recorded in the genealogy, including married girls, all belong here."
Yun Shu rolled her eyes secretly, was she afraid? She didn't want to go in at all.
She had passed through the Tumu Spirit Gathering Array before, and had already seen a hint of opportunity. There was no position of Lord, but the result came later and more tortuously.
As for "Going Home", I'm sorry, she was pushed to the top, and she doesn't have such a deep friendship yet.
Da Zhuang was so scared that he couldn't help but hold his sister's hand.
Yun Shu held Xiaodi with her right hand and held her eldest brother's hand with her left hand. She sighed in her heart. She had just taught her younger brother that "a gentleman must keep his promise and do what he says." If she goes back on her word now, it will be a negative lesson. Let's start. The bow has no turning arrow.
The most important thing is that she cannot teach her two younger brothers her skills, but she can find a place for them to learn their skills. Whether it is the civil and military skills of Changbai Village or medicinal baths, they are all precious inheritance.
Since she wanted it, how could she not pay for it!
Thinking of this, Yun Shu's eyes became clearer, like stars in the sky.
She took her two younger brothers and walked in resolutely.
The person standing at the front of the village entrance was an ordinary guard. Yun Shu glanced over and even saw a semi-familiar person.
One is naturally Aunt Lang from Qingxi Village. As for the other half, she looks like Yang Zhenzhen, or Yang Zhenzhen looks like her.
It's probably impossible to imagine this if she wasn't related by blood. Judging from her age, Yun Shu estimated that this person should be Yang Zhenzhen's mother or aunt.
Although these people did not have as sharp eyes as Yun Shu, they could see Yun Shu's face clearly through the not too dark sky and the light of the bonfire.
The face like a flower, the eyes like stars, the straight nose, and the small lips are obviously the exquisiteness of Han beauty, but with the wind in the mountains, the snow on the top of the mountain, and the temperament of animals in the mountains and forests, they are unrestrained. Free and easy, the purity of ice muscles and jade bones, and the primitive wildness.
Such a Yun Shu shocked all the tribesmen who came over.
It’s not that the nine tribes of Changbai Mountain have never produced beauties, it can even be said that there are no ugly ones in the entire tribe.
Because the mountain guardians not only have to guard the mountain, but also offer sacrifices to the mountain and serve as divine attendants.
Therefore, when Taizu Nurhachi selected people from the eight major surnames, in addition to literary and military skills, the appearance should also be above the passing line.
Not all of the nine ancestors were beauties, but it can also be said that they were responsible for the appearance of the Manchus at that time.
Because of the appearance control of the ancestors and the invisible rule that "the servant of the god must have good looks", one of the standards for descendants to choose a daughter-in-law to marry a son-in-law is fixed at that, too ugly!
Generations of excellent genes have made Changbai Village a famous beauty village, but no one remembers how special these neighbors are.
So if we look at appearance, Yun Shu's beauty is not even among the top three in the village, but her temperament is too special.
That is the aura of the Holy Mountain, and that is the existence that they have protected for generations. Such Yun Shu made the eight mountain guards couldn't help but chase and get close to her.
Therefore, people on both sides where Yun Shu passed by, regardless of age or sex, saluted.
The man's right hand touches his left chest and he bends down to lower his head; the woman bends her knees and performs a blessing ceremony, "Welcome Sayyir Haggage home!"
Tong Jianye, who was behind Yun Shu, widened his eyes in surprise. He had never heard of such an arrangement before he left.
But now his brain is no longer enough, because now he also wants to show his loyalty and love to Yun Shu. In his eyes at this moment, the little girl in front of him is the appearance of the sacred mountain god they have imagined for generations.
As for Yun Shu, she no longer cares about why the tribe calls her "Say Sayyirha" at this time, because she is so happy.
If she had to use words to describe her current feeling, it would be "so high, it feels like life has reached its climax, it feels like life has reached its peak!"
As soon as Yun Shu entered Changbai Village, he felt something strange in his body.
This body seemed to have touched some mechanism, and then the seals and shackles were opened. The pores in the body were opened, and a force swarmed in. Without waiting for her to react, it rushed directly into the deepest soul of her sea of consciousness.
The red lotus karma fire in Yun Shu's sea of consciousness danced in a circle around her soul, as if celebrating something.
Yun Shu didn't feel any danger. Instead, his soul continued to grow, and there were even faint signs of leaving his body. It wasn't until his soul burped that the power disappeared.
And Yun Shu finally understood why the red lotus karma fire got into the bonfire, and also learned the secret that even the great shaman of the Jin family didn't know about the mountain guarding beast.
The opportunity that our ancestors talked about is indeed so fat!
For Yun Shu, this power infusion can be described as a feast for the soul. In the blink of an eye, her walking steps and even the smile on her face only paused for a second. Even the village had reached the level of Tongmai. Even the early martial arts masters didn't notice it.
The infusion of this power was the main reason for the change in Yun Shu's temperament.
In the past, she only had the wantonness of the wind, maybe a bit of the wildness of the mountains and forests, but definitely not the nobility of the snow. She was not that kind of person.
But that power is different, it is the power of the real holy mountain. It has to be said that Manchu shamanism is indeed somewhat magical.
No wonder the previous dynasty sealed the Northeast region for more than two hundred years, preventing outsiders from entering.
Some legends say that it is to protect the dragon vein; some say that this is the foresight of the ancestors. If the dynasty falls, the Northeast, which can retreat and defend, and advance and attack, is the capital for their comeback.
Now Yun Shu understood that these were all correct, but they were not the point.
Yun Shu looked at both sides of the avenue paved with bluestones. The tearful eyes looked at her, as if she were seeing her mother and the clan members who were her patrons, watching them bow to her devoutly.
If she had resisted before, now she accepted this scene very calmly.
Then, she looked in the direction of the Holy Mountain and bowed slowly.
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