September 16th is the most grand festival of the Nanxi tribe. Early in the morning, many people in the city flock to Fanshan, horse-drawn carriages, donkey-mounted wooden chariots, and horse-riding horses, which are very lively.

Ming Xixi and her group drove out of the city gate in a carriage. She lifted the curtains and watched the pedestrians on the roadside. When she saw Chencun, she hurriedly shook her hands and opened her palms at the same time. Chencun quickly saw the words on it: Villagekou. He nodded knowingly, rode the prepared horse, and followed behind slowly.

As the local city lord, Muge went to Fanshan to meet with the Nanxi clan leader as early as yesterday and co-hosted the Gangba Festival.

When Ming Xixi and others arrived at the foot of Fanshan Mountain, several carriages had already been parked there, and some people who had walked early were sitting on the side to rest. She jumped out of the carriage and found a place to sit down and rest. After a while, several more carriages came, Chencun rode horses behind. The two of them intersected their eyes, and they nodded secretly, and slowly walked up the mountain in the crowd.

Fan Mountain has beautiful scenery and abrupt and majestic peaks. The Nanxi tribe’s villages are scattered on the mountainside, and stilt houses appear in the green. Combined with their unique outfits, it is very ethnic and exotic.

Leng Xiaoying stood on a platform and waited. She finally saw the bright color through the crowd. She quickly waved her hand and shouted, "Miss Ming, come here."

"The prince has been waiting for a long time, come with me." Leng Xiaoying smiled and led the four people to a courtyard. There were high bluestone walls, mahogany gates, two small copper bell monsters on it. The stilt house inside was divided into three front, middle and back, with a bridge in the middle. The chrysanthemums in the courtyard were blooming, simple and elegant. Everyone walked up to the second floor, Leng Xiaoying entered the hall in the middle, stepped forward and smiled, "Prince, Miss Ming and the others are here."

Mu Ge nodded and stood up to say to the two accompanying officials: "I lost my companion."

Looking at everyone, his cold eyes stopped on Ming Xixi's face for a moment. Muge walked in front and said, "Come inside."

He led everyone to the small hall next to him, and immediately two girls in Nanxi costumes served the unique oil tea in their tribe with a smile. Ming Xixi took two sips, which looked a bit like the butter tea of ​​Tibetans, but not exactly like it. It was quite delicious. She opened a water bottle she brought with her, let the maid fill it up, and said to everyone: "You chat slowly, I'll go out. Ning Zi, let's go."

Lan Xiaoyan also stood up and said, "It's lively outside, I'll go out for a walk."

Han Junchen agreed without objection. Mu Ge glanced at the Qianying who had already left and said, "This place is not as good as in Kang City, I'll go out with you."

When Ming Xixi saw that everyone was coming out, his eyes rolled, and he pulled Ning Zi to trot all the way, and in a blink of an eye he merged into the crowd and disappeared. Lan Xiaoyan grabbed Han Junchen and said, "Let's go over there and take a look." He pulled Han Junchen to the other side without saying anything.

Mu Ge shook his head helplessly and said to Leng Xiaoying: "You ask two people to follow Mr. Lan and the others. The Nanxi tribe is so weird. Prevent their accidents."

Leng Xiaoying nodded and left. Muge looked around and walked towards another path. In the morning, the programs carried out by the Nanxi tribe included two competitions: Songs and Gang Dance, as well as archery and embroidery. He didn't know which program Ming Xixi would go to first, so he had to go to the Songs and Gang Dance venue near to see if he could find the little girl.

Ming Xixi pulled Ning Zi away from the opening song and others, and looked for Chencun in the crowd while walking. Ning Zi said, "There are too many people, so we can look for it separately, so the chances are greater."

"But Chencun doesn't know you." Ming Xixi reminded. Ning Zi said: "I have a way to make him believe me. Let's go back and gather here."

Ming Xixi nodded. After turning around, she still didn't see anyone. She couldn't understand the song between men and women of the Nanxi tribe, so she ran to watch the dance. It turned out to be a mixture of men and women, carrying a small shoulder pole on their shoulders and dancing bamboo dances under their feet. The small shoulder pole on their shoulders also had to cooperate with different movements. The eight long bamboos rose and fell in a rhythm, and they would trip over them if they were not careful. If one trip, they would implicate their teammates, which would mean losing.

Ming Xixi turned back to the side of the song and happened to hear a very pleasant and loud male voice. She hurriedly squeezed in and looked at it, and her eyes lit up. Isn’t the man in costume singing the song Lu Chen who sold embroidered squash three days ago? Looking at the woman opposite him, she was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing bright colors, and her pretty face was lightly made up, and she was like a blooming camellia.

The woman who was singing was in love with her face, and her face was full of smiles, which attracted the men who were watching and listening to the song to look at her. Lu Chen was not bad either. Her black and red skin was shining with a healthy luster, and her strong figure gave people a sense of strength. Many women present looked at him with admiration.

Ming Xixi crawled out of the crowd, her eyes touched the trees, and her heart moved. It was so stupid. You can see clearly by sitting on the tree? She ran excitedly towards a big tree, flew up, and sat steadily on it. Her eyes searched through the crowd, and finally found Chen Village. He walked and stopped, looking around, as if looking for something. Ming Xixi was about to go down, but when he glanced at the curtain song that appeared, he was also looking around, obviously looking for something. He thought to himself: It would be better to wait and go down.

Suddenly, a woman dressed in a maid walked towards Muge and said something. Muge followed him. Ming Xixi quickly jumped off the tree and ran towards Chen Village.

"Chen Cun." Ming Xixi patted him on the back and said with a smile. Chen Cun hurriedly looked back and smiled on his face: "There are too many people, I've been looking for you for a while."

"How to find that person?" Ming Xixi asked bluntly. Chen Cun said, "I don't know either. In addition to being good at archery and riding horses, the most incredible thing about the Nanxi tribe is people who know a kind of mind reading technique and are proficient in this. As far as I know, there are currently three, one is the patriarch, one is the mage, and the other is, it is said that it has been missing for a long time, and no one knows whether it is still in the world."

Ming Xixi pondered and said, "Is it one of them that the old man said?"

Chen Cun said: "If so, this person would never be a mage, and the possibility of the patriarch is not high. The remaining one has been missing for a long time. The old man would never have to find someone who has no clue. This is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack and it is difficult to reach the sky."

The two avoided the lively crowd and found a quiet stone rock to sit down. Ming Xixiqi said, "Why can't it be a mage?"

Chen Cun said: "The mages of the Nanxi tribe have always been extremely mysterious. Because they know some puzzling and scary witchcraft, their status is even above the clan leader. The people of the Nanxi tribe respect the clan leader and respect the mage. One word of the mage is better than ten sentences of the clan leader. In other words, the mage may not participate in any important decision made by the Nanxi tribe, but the mage has the right to deny the unanimous vote."

Ming Xixi couldn't help but say shocked: "This mage has such a great power, and the patriarch is equivalent to the decoration. What is the difference between it and the puppet?"

Chen Cun nodded and said, "Yes, in the Nanxi tribe, the power of the mage was not so great. It is said that three hundred years ago, a mage of the Nanxi tribe accidentally received guidance from an immortal. It happened that the Nanxi tribe had a turmoil. The mage sought help and made great contributions. He was respected by the clan leader as a guest of honor. Not only was he named a general, but he also gave him a large number of beautiful women in fertile land and more power to use. Since then, the mage master of the Nanxi tribe has inherited from generation to generation until the senior mage passed away. The clan leader at that time removed the general status of the mage, but still retained all the remaining power to use."

Ming Xixi couldn't help but laugh and said, "The mage also wants a lot of beauties? This mage is a hypocritical hypocrite."

Chencun smiled and said, "The mage of the Nanxi tribe, the dragon is not seen at the end. In the territory of the Nanxi tribe, we should be careful. The patriarch has a good relationship with the prince, but the patriarch dares not easily resist the mage."

Ming Xixi nodded and said, "Then how can we find the only one?"

Chen Cun looked at her with a smile and said, "If I guess correctly, then this person should be someone who has some kind of inducement with you."

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