The Dragon Head Festival after the Jingzhe Rain, and the Spring Equinox will come to the Spring Equinox after it is over.

On this day, the earth warmed up and the buds were about to spread. There were green grass at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains and yellow flowers bloomed. The hunting dogs of the herdsmen chased the bees into the flowers and barked for a moment and rushed out.

Someone is here.

Wei Yang and the other two came with swords, and they have been leaving for more than a month.

"Since passing Xingxing Gorge, we have been under Wang Zhi's surveillance, and we have traveled day and night. In Wang Zhi's opinion, we have also spent a lot of our true energy and found a place to rest," Wei Yang pointed to the dozen families at the foot of the mountain in front and suggested, "Eat some hot meal and go to Piaomiao Peak tomorrow."

The little princess put on a pergola in her hand and looked at it for a while. It was already the sphere of influence of Wang Zhi's people.

Safety?

"Just borrow their stove, I bought a lot of jerky meat a few days ago." Wei Yang shook the cloak on his shoulder. Although he didn't feel the cold and tight, he had to pay attention at this time.

Gao Lan had quickly calculated the geography and location of the more than ten families. This was the house located at the foot of Piaomiao Peak. It was only more than ten miles west of this place, which was the sphere of influence of the original Tianshan Sect. I believe that there were many people here who practice martial arts.

At this time, a small pony in front of him was stepping on a yellow flower, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old man waved his whip and asked, "Where are the guests coming and going?"

Wei Yang bowed and said, "I'm a local? I'm coming from Hami and I'm going to Piaomiao Peak."

The boy pushed down his felt hat and said strangely: "How can I go up the mountain this season? I will freeze to death on the road."

oh?

The young man smiled and said, "I heard from your accent, are you Han people in the Western Frontier? My family is also Han people, and everyone here is Han people." He pointed at the whip and smiled, "Don't look at the territory of Chagatai people. In the past few years, they dare not provoke us. Ah, are you hungry?"

This made the little princess and the others alert. You are so enthusiastic that you should be Wang Zhi’s person, right?

Wei Yang said: "Just about to borrow someone for a night, where will the guy come from? Where can I go?"

"I have nothing to do, so I went around the mountain," the young man smiled heartily, "There are a few guests who don't listen to advice and want to go up the mountain at this time, and I have no choice but to lead them there. But people in the Central Plains don't know the strangeness of Piaomiao Peak, which is within a radius of 300 miles, and there are common phenomena of cold autumn and cold winter. Only Piaomiao Peak warms up every October every year, and it suddenly cools as soon as you enter the twelfth lunar month gate. It's still frozen until February and March. You can't see anything on the mountain, right?"

Wei Yang nodded and said, "That is the inverted stratigraphic tandem, I heard about it earlier."

"The mountain is a world, but there is a world at the foot of the mountain. Look, this place can be grazed all year round. If it weren't for the hundreds of families here who have some martial arts, this place would have been occupied by Chagatai people. This place is famous for being able to get a BMW." The boy invited, "It's a guest from afar. Please sit at home. There is some news. Please give us a guest answer."

The young man's words are clear and organized, and he is a hospitable and thoughtful person. He is also a very opinionated person.

It seems that he is also a person who often deals with people.

"Don't be surprised by the guests. The people here and their ancestors all have some relationship with Piaomiao Peak. When the Tianshan School was prosperous and prosperous, our ancestors also followed the world," the boy jumped off his horse and said, "But, a few years ago, a change in Piaomiao Peak completely buried the traces of the Xiaoyao School. We, those who have low martial arts skills, rely on some of the superficial styles left by our ancestors, barely protect themselves."

Wei Yang was careful and followed him into the mountain village. He saw that the roads in the mountain village were mostly directed to the flowing water on the mountain to form rivers. The wooden arch bridges were not very delicate but very strong for some time. Although the house construction of people in the mountains was wood, it was also in the style of the Central Plains. He also saw that the elderly in the village were energetic and showed their internal skills when walking. The most wonderful thing was that there was a private school in the village, and a child was reciting the way of the sages. A gentleman slowly taught: "If you don't take a single step, you can't go a thousand miles..."

What is this for?

"Although we are far away from the frontier, we are a Han village after all. Don't we know that our Chinese characters are not well versed in the Chinese language?" said the young man, "Don't worry about guests. This knowledge may not necessarily be necessary to deal with scientific research. When we are outside the frontier, we often recite Confucius and Mencius. The voices of our Han men outside the frontier will be like us. Otherwise, wouldn't it just make the Hu people smell so bad? With our voices here, we will not look so wild here. Please give us a guest."

Wei Yang was amazed that this place was a bit interesting.

Eguanbo led a man to strode towards him. Seeing his purple-red face, he strode with stars, three black beards floating on his chest, and a shiny cane in his hand. When he walked, he seemed to be unable to touch the ground. He had already reached the hall with his internal skills.

The man was afraid he was over fifty years old. When he saw Wei Yang and the other two, his eyes lit up, he waved his sleeves and walked to the side of the road, bowed and smiled, "Dare you three from the Central Plains? I, Song Haoran, dare to ask for your name."

Wei Yang hurriedly stood by the side of the road, bowed and replied, "How dare you insult the senior master in front of you? I have seen Senior Song and asked him how to be."

Song Haoran smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you're so busy with dust and dignity. These two rich and generous, good, you're honored guests."

Wei Yang bowed again: "I dare not be respected in front of you. Junior Wei Yang, Zhao Hongling, Gao Lan, please."

Song Haoran was stunned for a moment, and the boy was also stunned.

However, Song Haoran waved his sleeves for a moment and smiled: "It turns out that there are three masters, the name of the Marquis of Beiting. I have heard of them. Good, good, good, please come in, have a simple meal, I hope to forgive and be rude. The rural village man is about to visit ordinary people, so he doesn't accompany him. I will ask for the three, so I will go."

After saying that, he fluttered his sleeves, and only heard the crisp sound of his walking stick hitting the stone road. In an instant, there was no trace. Song Haoran laughed and sang loudly, saying, "When the sunset at the Wuyi Lane, I was fighting for three or five drunken boats. Who remembers it in ancient history? I lie lazily on the floating clouds and see the prosperity, and the moon rises on the platform, and the carved beams and painted buildings collapse. I saw the palaces and the thousands of crows have become ancient trees. Oh, I don't think the snow on the night of the tower, Jin Wushu has arrived at the end of the world, and I remember Han Yue for a moment, and I am so sad."

Wei Yang could understand that this was a commonly used singing style in Yuan opera, but it was sung in the Western Regions tone.

"Who is this senior?" Wei Yang asked the boy.

The young man said, "It was an ordinary old man in the village who read the books of sages in his early years. Later, Chagatai people came to the door. It was him who brought the older generation to deal with Chagatai people. Otherwise, the place would have been occupied by Chagatai people twenty years ago."

That……

"The only one who opposes them is a small tribe in Chagatai. If Mansuer came here in person, even ten thousand villages would probably have been wiped out." Gao Lan shook his head and said lightly, "The Han villages in the various tribes of Chagatai are many masters with good martial arts and wisdom. Unfortunately, they were not convinced by each other and were divided and ruled by the Hu people."

Wei Yang thought it was true. Isn’t it missing the meaning of “waiting and relying on” that he doesn’t like?
Chapter completed!