Not rescuing the horse was a major mistake, which meant that everyone was traveling at twice the original speed. I don't know whether I can catch up with the festival in Southern Xinjiang, and everyone is still worried, because the three secrets of witchcraft and poison in Southern Xinjiang are hard to guard against.
Chen Xueyun couldn't sleep well for several nights in a row, and was often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night.
After such a painful few days, they walked out of the jungle and came to a relatively open place. There is a small lake here with pleasant scenery.
Jing Yu and the others were planning to set up camp here to replenish water.
Looking at the mountains in the distance, an inexplicable feeling of fear swept over me. It was really uncomfortable to be trapped in these hundreds of thousands of mountains.
…
After finally arriving at their destination, a few people lay exhausted at the gate of the tribe. This was the territory of the Gu tribe.
At this time, a woman with still grace came out and ordered her men to carry the six people into the tribe to rest.
In the middle of the night, Jing Yu woke up with a start. He looked around and found a solid wooden wall. Then he got out of bed and opened the door. It was already midnight outside. This was the guest room in the tribe. Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to go back to sleep.
It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that the six of them got up one after another. This was the most peaceful sleep they had in ten days.
The woman welcomed everyone to the living room and told everyone about her friendship with Gu Danqing. At first, Chen Xueyun was afraid of the environment here due to his psychological shadow. He did not even dare to look directly at the woman.
After hearing Gu Danqing's name, he calmed down.
Jing Yu finally let go of the huge stone in his heart: "May I ask your name and what are the recent festivals in southern Xinjiang?"
"You can just call me Zhu Jie. Southern Xinjiang holds a festival to worship the gods every year. It is a grand event just to let the gods in the sky continue to nourish us." The woman's polite attitude made everyone feel more comfortable.
"Is there anything else?" Jing Yu tapped the armrest of the chair.
Zhu Jie said in a low voice: "To be honest, we are a Gu tribe, specializing in voodoo techniques. People in the tribe usually implant voodoo worms into their bodies, but in recent days the voodoo worms have suddenly become ineffective. Along with this, the clan members have spent their efforts. All the poisonous insects will die together."
"Is there such a thing?" Jing Yu asked in surprise.
"So we were all very worried, so we took this opportunity to ask Senior Gu for help." The woman nodded.
"This matter is all our responsibility, Dingmingsi." Jing Yu said wildly.
Zhu Jie smiled and said: "Then I'll help you all."
"Before that, I would like to ask, what drives the Gu insects?" Chen Xueyun asked at this time.
Zhu Jie smiled and replied: "After successive generations of improvements, people in southern Xinjiang can control Gu insects with only their true energy, but first they need to shed blood to identify their master."
"Infuriating energy... Could it be that someone tried to cut off the connection between the Gu insect and the infuriating energy?" Chen Xueyun asked.
"It's possible." Jing Yu thought.
"Just cutting off the connection won't kill the Gu insect, right?" Song Qian also interjected.
Zhu Jie answered this question: "Once a Gu insect is controlled by someone, it will survive by absorbing nutrients from the true energy."
"Then the question is who has the ability to cut off the connection between the true energy and the Gu insects."
Song Qian directly concluded: "The demon clan, the demon clan must have a way to block the flow of true energy."
"Are they those people from the Demon Kingdom again? How could they find the Gu Clan in Southern Xinjiang?" Jing Yu slapped his thigh hard.
Song Qian sighed: "Who knows? Their whereabouts are the most unstable."
Could it be that the Demon Kingdom wants to unite with the Gu tribe to invade the Central Plains... Jing Yu thought in his mind, his fingers tapping the armrest of the chair rhythmically.
There will definitely be a second wave of moves from the Demon Kingdom now, and Ding Mingsi only needs to guard this tribe.
Jing Yu planned to finish holding the festival ceremony as if nothing had happened.
On the day of the God Festival, all the tribesmen gathered in the square, with a stone platform in the middle and a flag planted on the stone platform. The flags fluttered in the wind, and a woman took the lead. All the tribesmen presented tributes and then bowed in unison.
Jing Yu and the other six stood watching this scene from a distance, feeling a sense of fear in their hearts.
"Your Majesty, the God of Southern Xinjiang, please be worshiped by your descendants!" the woman shouted loudly.
The tribesmen below shouted together.
"Your Majesty, the God of Southern Border, please be worshiped by your descendants!"
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The festival lasted for a long time, and the only thing that really required Akashi and everyone to participate was eating.
Jing Yu also specially told Qiao Xu to get back his money. After all, Gu Laoden didn't tell them that he came to southern Xinjiang to solve the problem of the Gu tribe.
Qiao Xu didn't need to be reminded. He picked up the iron basin and ate with his head down, like a hungry wolf.
Night fell slowly, but there was no sign of the Demon Kingdom. Jing Yu was a little tired and relaxed his vigilance. After finishing his meal, he slumped down on his chair, motionless and hopeless.
Song Qian was slumped in the chair just like him, but the difference was that he still had a toothpick in his mouth.
Jing Yu had nothing to do but stared at the toothpick in a daze, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of something unusual.
There were rustling sounds in the grass not far away, and a few black shadows were rolling back and forth. Jing Yu directly threw out a fireball talisman, and the fireball burned into the grass.
"Ah!" A shrill scream pierced the sky.
Jing Yu smiled evilly and prepared to stand up and move forward to clear away the grass. As a result, a child with brown hair jumped out, holding a wooden sword in his hand, pointing at Jing Yu.
The child burst into tears: "It's you! Throw the fireball over and almost burn my head. Damn it! I'm going to stab you to death." After that, he shouted and raised his sword and rushed towards Jing Yu.
Song Qian had an idea, and a line of sword energy cut a trace on the land. The child was frightened and did not dare to move forward.
"Little boy, is your sword also called a sword?" Song Qian pointed to the rough branch in the child's hand with a few leaves on it.
"What's wrong? My mother said this is a sword, then it is a sword," the child said angrily.
Jing Yu was amused: "Then who is your mother? She doesn't know much about weapons."
The child put his hands on his hips and said proudly: "She is the patriarch."
"..." The two of them were speechless.
Not long after, the woman came over cursing and picked up the child's ears: "You, you, you! Did you have a conflict with the guest again?"
Then Zhu Jie smiled apologetically at Jing Yu and Song Qian and said, "His father is not here early. I usually dote on him, so naturally I am more naughty. Don't mind."
"It doesn't matter, it looks lively and interesting." Song Qian said with a smile.
The child seemed to have forgotten the pain of having his ear pulled by his mother: "This uncle's swordsmanship is so amazing! I want to worship you as my teacher!"
"Me? Uncle?" Song Qian pointed at himself and asked.
Jing Yu shrugged: "You are already thirty-two, so of course you are considered an uncle."
"Alas, time is merciless." Song Qian covered his face.
"So, is that okay? I don't want to learn those scary bugs from my mother. I like to practice swordsmanship." The child said coquettishly.
Song Qian raised his eyebrows: "You are so powerful in the art of Gu and you don't even know how to learn it?"
The child shook his head firmly.
Song Qian looked at Zhu Jie, who nodded in agreement.
"Okay, then I'll teach you a few tricks." (To be continued)
