Chapter 315 There is a peerless beauty, living in a deep valley
Chapter 315: There is a peerless beauty who lives in a deep valley
Feng Ziyue and Lao Jitou were hiding in the dark, but they were confused by what those people said.
Seeing that these people were dressed in fine clothes, as if they were celebrating a happy event, they talked about whether they were worried about their lives and wanted to save their daughter's life, and then the little girl ran away, and suddenly she didn't understand.
"Your Highness, I'm afraid it's a little weird!"
Lao Jitou frowned, feeling that there must be something fishy.
"Follow up and have a look."
Feng Ziyue only saw the group of people discussing for a while, and ended their chaotic search. Instead, they gradually gathered and walked towards the depths of the valley. With a move in his heart, he followed the group of people gently with the old plan leader.
behind.
Changchun Valley, after thousands of years of operation, is also quite large.
Passing through the woods in front of the valley, there is another world.
Along the way, only neat rows of farmland can be seen. It is winter even in the south of the Yangtze River, but here the wheat waves are golden and it looks like a good harvest.
Thousands of people in this valley rely on these farmlands for support. However, the four seasons here are like spring, and rice and wheat can be harvested three times a year, but there is no disaster of famine.
The gurgling stream turned into two ditches to facilitate irrigation.
In the middle is a broad avenue that can accommodate four carriages running in parallel. The road is flat and paved with various gravels. There are also various flowers and plants planted on both sides, making it look neat and generous.
On both sides of the road and among the fields, there are also various elegant houses that look very thoughtful.
The group of people walked ahead, with Feng Ziyue and Lao Jitou following behind. They moved forward slowly, but saw that the steps of those people were getting slower and slower, and they seemed to be still hesitant.
"Little Fourth Brother, we really want to go..."
There was a young man who didn't seem to be very courageous. He stopped and asked timidly.
The fourth brother seemed to be hesitant, but when he saw everyone's eyes looking at him, he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and plucked up the courage to shout.
"Go! Why not go? How many generations has it been? Does she really think she is still the empress?"
He took the lead and moved forward boldly. When everyone saw someone taking the lead, they looked at each other and followed silently.
"Little Fourth Brother..." The young man's face turned pale, he clenched his fists, and finally followed.
Empress?
Feng Ziyue frowned, and Lao Jitou also had a look of confusion on his face.
Among the group of people, except for the fourth brother who was the leader, the pale middle-aged man and the white-haired old man were silent and followed from a distance, while the others were talking in low voices.
Feng Ziyue listened all the way and finally understood what was going on.
This little girl is related to a major festival.
If I understand correctly, this festival is a human sacrifice!
This kind of sacrificial method has long been discontinued in the Central Plains. Human sacrifice is a custom that can only be found in barbaric places. I didn’t expect that this ancient Rakshasa country also has this tradition!
No, that's not right!
After understanding this information, Lao Jitou was also filled with indignation. Obviously, the ancient Rakshasa country did not have such a tradition.
At least, this matter was not mentioned in the education Lao Ji Tou received.
However, since the Changchun Valley has been closed here for thousands of years, it is not surprising that some barbaric rules have developed.
Feng Ziyue's face darkened. He originally thought that this place was a paradise, and he was wondering how to ask the owner of this place for the root of the giant tree in the sky. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing.
How could he tolerate such barbaric behavior!
This little girl was obviously afraid of this festival, so she ran away secretly. Now that the festival is approaching, she can't be found.
Outside the Changchun Valley, there is ice and snow. To escape is to seek death.
Therefore, the little girl named Xiaoyi should be hiding in this valley. Judging from what they meant, they seemed to have already guessed that she should be with a woman in the back valley.
However, this woman had a distinguished status, and they all seemed a little afraid of her.
But for this festival, these people mustered up the courage to find trouble for this woman.
Wherever there are people, there will be various conflicts. It seems that this seemingly peaceful and peaceful paradise also has conflicts.
Fengziyue followed them, and they passed through a forest before reaching the back part of the valley.
This scene is completely different from before.
Between the two snow-capped mountains, I saw a stream flowing down. It was an icy spring waterfall, flowing into a deep pool in the valley. The flying beads and jade were splashing, which was really beautiful.
The pond was quiet and clear, but there was a curved bridge over the pond. At one end of the curved bridge, right in the center of the lake, was a small stone house.
There are people living in this pool.
The fourth brother and a few others stopped again in front of the curved bridge.
Feng Ziyue understood that they should have arrived.
The woman they are looking for should live in this stone house in the pond.
Seeing the expressions on some people's faces, they were all very respectful, as if they had to hesitate for a long time before even stepping onto the curved bridge. Feng Ziyue knew that this woman's status must be extraordinary.
In the entire back section of Changchun Valley, there is only this one house with no other people around, so it is extremely quiet.
She alone occupies the back section of the valley. It would be strange if her status in the valley was not special.
Seeing that everyone was hesitant, the fourth brother cleared his throat and raised his arms.
"Everyone! We are here now, and the auspicious time is approaching. If we can no longer sacrifice boys and girls, which offends our ancestors, then all of us in the valley will suffer! For the life of a little girl, we all lost our lives.
Is my life worth it?"
"Yes, Madam Ruan took away the huge root of Fangtian and laid the foundation of Changchun Valley. She was very kind to us elders, but how long has it been now? Now, in the cold pond stone building, this person lives
Xiao Nizi is already the descendant of Empress Ruan for who knows how many generations!"
"What contribution did she make to our Changchun Valley? Why did she dominate the back valley? And why did she disrupt the valley owner's sacrificial ceremony and hide the little girl? If the auspicious timing was missed, the founder of Changchun would be angry.
If another accident occurs in the valley, who can bear it?"
He spoke impassionedly, as if he had practiced it for a long time, and Feng Ziyue frowned.
Who is Lady Ruan? Why did this guy say that she took away the giant root of Fangtian?
He turned his head and looked at Lao Ji Tou, but it was obvious that he didn't know much about what happened a thousand years ago.
Stimulated by Xiaosi's words, everyone was ready to take action.
"Follow me in and follow the instructions of the Valley Master to bring Xiao Yi out. As long as we can catch up with the auspicious time, grandpa Grandmaster will not be angry and we will live a good life for several more decades!"
The fourth brother raised his arms and shouted, and the answers gathered. Even the middle-aged man with a pale face - Xiaoyi's father gritted his teeth, and it seemed that he really planned to give up his daughter's life.
Seeing that Xiaosi was almost incited, he was about to take advantage of this opportunity and step onto the curved bridge when he heard a whimper suddenly coming from the stone house.
"ah!"
This time, he was also frightened.
The woman in Hantan Stone Building has a strong background and powerful methods. How have I heard her cry before?
This whimper...
Xiaosi was stunned on the spot, but then he heard the sound of sobbing, which lasted for a long time, then became higher in pitch, from being intermittent to a coherent one. It turned out to be a set of beautiful and unparalleled flute music.
The sound of the flute sounded like a whimper at first, but later it became like someone talking to my ears, melodious and melodious.
It's like the spring breeze moistening the rain, subtle and silent.
It was like a drizzle of rain falling on my heart. For a moment, everyone was mesmerized by it.
Even Feng Ziyue felt a chill in his heart and suddenly felt something.
"It's the sound of the flute that defeats the enemy!"
He was startled, and when he looked at the old man next to him, he also had a look of insanity on his face, and seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time. The situation was a bit strange.
Feng Ziyue frowned and gently tapped his forehead to make him fall asleep.
This set of flute music is quite strange.
There are many martial arts that use sound to control the enemy. For example, the Buddhist Vajra Lion Roar uses violent sound waves to strike and injure people invisible.
But the sound of the flute that came from the stone house was not of this kind. If I must say it, it was similar to the unique skill of the Seven Seas Dragon Palace, the Mad Dragon Roaring the Sky.
What this flute sounds attacks is the human soul——
——No, it cannot be considered an attack.
The melodious sound of the flute is not so much an attack as it is a cleansing of the soul, making people feel calm but also losing their short-term memory and not knowing what they were doing just now.
Although he didn't know whether this would have any impact on the soul, out of caution, Feng Ziyue still knocked out Lao Jitou to prevent him from suffering the same disaster as Chi Yu.
As for Feng Ziyue himself, his Sun Moon Tide Technique has reached the sixth level, and his soul is powerful. Attacks at this level cannot shake his soul.
Since he was not affected, he could calmly appreciate the wonders of the flute sound. He felt that the flute sound was like a gentle little hand, gently caressing every corner of his soul.
If it were a metaphor, it was like my soul had taken a hot spring bath. There was no discomfort anywhere in my body.
It's just that if other people's souls were not as powerful as his, they would be like boiling frogs in warm water. A layer of skin would be scalded off their souls, so they might not be able to tell.
After about a cup of tea, the sound of the flute slowly subsided.
Just like the clouds clear up and the fog disperses, and the water falls and the rocks come out.
Feng Ziyue only felt that his heart was empty. He was not attacked by the sound of the flute, but the effect of clearing the mind was excellent, and he felt even more comfortable.
At this time, the few people in front of the curved bridge looked blank and looked at each other, as if they had no idea what they were here for. After a while, they dispersed.
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, but heard a quiet female voice coming from the stone house.
"What a strong and powerful soul. My pure heart spell is completely useless, but I don't know which hero is here? If you don't give up, can you come to see me in the cold pond stone building?"
There is no trace of smoke in this voice, just like the orchid in the empty valley, which makes people feel heartbroken when they hear it.
Feng Ziyue calmed down. He knew that his soul, which practiced the Sun and Moon Tide Technique, was naturally as clear as the sun and the moon in the flute attack. It was extremely normal for the flute player to know his own existence.
matter.
But what I didn't expect was that she actually made an invitation.
Feng Ziyue looked at the sleeping old Jitou, and was thinking about whether to take him with him, when he heard a female voice in the stone house whisper: "In my cold pond stone building, I never let outsiders in, you are like this
My friend is just sleeping, nothing serious. No one has entered the back valley of Changchun. You can just leave him there and no one will find him."
Although Lao Ji Tou was knocked unconscious by Feng Ziyue, he was also affected by the sound of the flute. Now he looks peaceful and sleeps soundly.
After he fell asleep, he was not harmed by the Qingxin mantra to his soul. Like Feng Ziyue, receiving this Qingxin mantra to cleanse his soul and remove impurities was like taking a hot bath, very comfortable.
Feng Ziyue nodded, looked around, and saw that it was indeed very hidden, so there should be no problem if he placed him here. He straightened his clothes, stood up, and said with a smile: "Young lady invited me, but I was disrespectful.
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He Shi Shiran walked across the curved bridge and walked to the stone house in the cold pool. He looked up and saw a stone gate across the front, which was very majestic.
From a distance, the stone house seems very small, but when you look closer, you can tell that the scale of the building is very grand.
On the stone gate, there are four big characters "Hantan Shizhu" written in beautiful handwriting, which looks like a woman's handwriting.
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and knocked lightly on the stone door.
I heard the female voice in the stone house smile apologetically: "This young master, I might have troubled you to push the door open and come in by yourself. The little girl has limited mobility, so I'm afraid she won't be able to go out to greet you..."
"oh?"
Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment. The woman said she had difficulty moving, but she didn't know what she meant.
He stretched out his hand and pushed, only to feel that the stone door was not as heavy as he imagined. For a warrior like him, it was even more relaxed. He only heard a creaking sound and the stone door opened.
When Feng Ziyue stepped into the door, the first thing he saw was a timid little girl wearing red Jifu standing at the door. Seeing him come in, her expression became even more panicked.
"Mr...Mr. sir, your Majesty asked me to take you there..."
This little girl was very timid and spoke softly, but looking at her attire, Feng Ziyue guessed who she was.
"Are you that Xiaoyi?"
The little girl smiled and nodded, her eyes full of panic.
This girl was exactly the Xiao Yi that the group of people outside were looking for just now. Feng Ziyue sighed, she had indeed hid here, and those people outside were not mistaken.
Just now, the woman in the cold pond stone building used the flute sound to clear her mind and temporarily drove away these people. However, it won't take long for them to remember the past and come back. I don't know how this woman will be able to cope with it.
This kind of heart-clearing mantra is, after all, only treating the symptoms but not the root cause. Could it be that she just wants to delay it like this?
Feng Ziyue saw Xiao Yi's pale face and knew that she was very frightened, so he didn't continue to ask questions. He just followed her past the screen wall in front and went to the back room made of Hantan stone.
I saw an elegant woman, dressed in white, with hair as silk as silk, sitting in front of a stone table. Although it was only from the side, you could see her picturesque features, and she was extremely beautiful.
In her hand, she held a green jade flute, which she was gently playing with with her white and slender fingers.
There is a peerless beauty who lives in a deep valley!
When Feng Ziyue saw this woman for the first time, for some reason, he had these two words to describe her.
