"monster?"
Yue Guanchao remembered what Chao Wenshun had said about the tomb-guarding monster, and looked at each other with Song Siyuan. He couldn't find it despite wearing iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it.
"Have you seen what those monsters look like?"
Ma Chang scratched the back of his head and recalled the monsters. He shook his head in annoyance and said, "I was locked in the car by them at that time. I didn't see the monsters clearly at all. When the curtain was opened, I saw that these monsters were covered with hair!"
"It's covered in hair? Could it be a tiger or a wild wolf? The wild animals in Changbai Mountain are indeed ferocious. Are you mistaken?"
"Tiger and wild wolves are just ferocious. They may not be able to walk upright. When the curtain of the sedan chair was faintly opened, I could see that they were wearing ancient clothes. They were very scary, just like the fairies in the play. Otherwise, they wouldn't be scared. All in a trap."
Ma Chang's words made Yue Guanchao curious.
Over the course of thousands of years, the tomb guardian monsters have developed to the point where they wear living clothes.
He didn't know what the tomb guardian monster in the Haidong Emperor's Tomb would look like. Is there really anything that could live in the tomb for a thousand years?
None of them could have predicted this.
Yuxia Peak was not far from Qingniu Au. When the carriage came to a halt, they had already arrived at Huangwei Village.
Yue Guanchao got off the carriage and looked forward. He couldn't help but take off his leather hat so that he could see more clearly.
Niujia'ao is a wild mountain with slightly gentle undulations in the mountains and ravines!
Seen from a distance, the entire low wild mountain is embedded in the snow-capped mountains of the mountains. The hills are like muscled backs. On every gentle yellow mud flat, there are many large courtyard houses, with interlaced buildings and tile eaves. It's like thousands of human fireworks sitting on the back of an ox!
"What is that place?"
Song Siyuan got off the carriage and looked to the left of Qingniu Ao. There happened to be a strange temple on the highest hill. The huge eaves curved upward, as if there were curved horns on the head of a cow. A cover was set up in front of the temple. The name of Huangwei Village Flags and flags fluttered in the wind.
Geda pointed to the temple and explained to everyone:
"What are you talking about? That is the temple in Huangwei Village. Every time we hunt in autumn, we have to worship our ancestors and mountain gods before we start hunting. In the past, 80% of the prey we hunted had to be paid as tribute. Now, It’s better to eat as much as you can.”
As Geda spoke, he ran into Huangwei Village with his carriage and stopped in front of the compound on the top of the mountain.
There are lush old trees and chickens and ducks surround the house.
This courtyard was built according to the terrain of the plateau. The three-story east and west courtyards are in descending order, as if they were built on terraces with a height difference. Although it is a gray-tiled brick house and an old stone stove, it is still a clean courtyard.
Except for the backyard where Geda's father and mother lived, the other courtyards were naturally divided up. The Yue brothers, Ma Chang, and Song Siyuan lived in the middle courtyard. Geda, Mao Ye, and a few thugs naturally lived in the front yard.
After cleaning up, several people finally settled in the Ge family.
"The weather in the mountains is much colder than that in Songjiang Town. I will burn all three sets of kangs in the courtyard later. It will be even colder at night than it is now."
As Geda spoke, he put the firewood into the main wing. The copper stove quickly lit up the open flame. The cold air in the old house quickly disappeared and was filled with warmth.
"My grandparents used to live in this house. It became vacant after it was gone a few years ago. You guys will just deal with it for one night and we will set off tomorrow."
"Oh, by the way, my parents know that you are coming and are already preparing a banquet. You must come tonight."
"I'm going to go to the backyard to help them first. You guys need to relax a little bit. It's been a long and tiring journey, and you've suffered a lot."
After speaking, Geda walked back from the central courtyard to the backyard.
Yue Guanchao knew that Geda had already warned them when they came that they were businessmen who went into the mountains to collect wild goods.
For Huangwei Village, this is a wealthy man who can survive. It is the rule of Huangwei Village to hold a hundred treasure banquets for businessmen.
Since they wasted time on Jade Box Peak, it was already afternoon when they returned to the Imperial Village. Everyone took a short rest. When they woke up again, it was already dark outside the window.
The Baizhen Banquet is a banquet based on the thousands of delicacies of game in Changbai Mountain.
White mountains, black waters, abundant species.
Except for most raptors and beasts that cannot be eaten, other small animals have become full of energy under the nourishment of handsome mountains and forests. Most of them can be caught as prey and have a delicious taste.
In the past, this kind of banquet could only be prepared by the royal family during spring hunting and autumn hunting. Now in the Republic of China, they are also happy to entertain merchants with wild animals. They can not only entertain visitors from far away, but also buy and sell prey and sell goods for profit.
When Yue Guanchao and the others were called out of the old house by Ge Da, the banquet was already ready, and it was on the highest hill in Qingniu'ao.
In front of the temple, there are rows of candles and fluttering colorful silks. The square tables are arranged in an orderly manner in a circle. Many delicacies are turned into delicacies and placed on various porcelain plates. The fragrance floats far away and is extremely delicious. I remember the child reaching out and poking.
Hundreds of game dishes are naturally not prepared by one person!
No one has that much financial resources, so most of the people in the village raise their own funds to prepare hundreds of delicacies and hold banquets.
In the round table formation, the bonfire was as high as a pine tower, crackling and burning.
The people in Huangwei Village each wore colorful auspicious costumes, sang ancient folk songs passed down by their ancestors, beat drums and gongs, played shengs and bells, waved and delivered, and danced in a joyful manner, which was extremely romantic and unrestrained.
