Chapter 145 The second and third faces of Saint Yueling
That night, Hu Die was next door, sleeping soundly with the little moon in her arms.
Lin Xiaosu was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes.
Holy Aunt Yueling...
Yi Xiang!
He had a second portrait.
The first portrait came from the taxi driver who sent him here. In the driver's eyes, Yixiang's whole body was filled with holy brilliance.
The second portrait is from Hu Die.
In just a few words, Hu Die sketched out a completely different image of Saint Yue Ling.
A bamboo flute can control a mountain full of poisonous insects and ferocious beasts. The family is well-educated and has twenty years of skill. People who practice witchcraft and Gu magic cannot be judged by common sense.
Is this kind of saintly aunt still a saintly aunt whose whole body exudes the radiance of holiness?
Isn't it clear that it is three points mysterious and nine points powerful? Is it very dangerous?
She also made a kind suggestion: it would be best not to have any thoughts about Saint Yue Ling.
This was her second piece of advice to him.
This kind-hearted female teacher seems to like giving advice to others.
When she first met Lin Xiaosu, she suggested: Don't eat meat in the hotel. It's expensive and not delicious.
Lin Xiaosu didn't listen to her suggestion and suffered a heavy loss.
Should he listen to this second suggestion?
Of course not!
The more dangerous it is, the closer Lin Xiaosu has to be...
Because he had a strange feeling that he might not be able to avoid Saint Yue Ling during his trip.
The Dong family brothers wiped out the whole family, and there was a shadow of witchcraft behind them.
The witchcraft that can make the Dong family brothers who are Qianlong gold medals, and also have the blood of the Miao family and were born and raised in the Dong family fall so hard, is it an ordinary level of witchcraft? That has to be top notch!
And there is another coincidence.
From Qianlong's information, he searched countless information sources and came to the conclusion that Chu Tiankuo entered the Miao territory roughly three years ago.
And Saint Aunt Yueling happened to have graduated from college three years ago...
The coincidence of time and the matching of skills...
Together they formed his next roadmap.
Early next morning.
When Lin Xiaosu got up, the elementary school bell had already rang. Standing on the roof, Lin Xiaosu saw Hu Die and the little moon.
Little Moon's sky-rocket hair style is very conspicuous among the children.
And her bouncing walking style also makes her a little more active than the children around her.
This is really an emotional life...
She was originally the most standard template for life's tragedy, but because she met a good teacher, she was actually happier than the children next to her, because her teacher had quietly replaced her mother's role, and the other children's mothers were working outside. , working as a farmer in the village, and her "mother" is by her side...
Lin Xiaosu left the hotel and headed to the inner village.
With this step, he broke through the kind reminder from the driver.
The inner village is different from the outer village.
There is a road in the outer village, and it is also a cement road.
There is no cement road in Neizhai, only a dirt road. Occasionally there are traces of motorcycles, but there are no traces of cars, because some places are simply not passable by cars, not to mention the natural ecology, which has been stepped on by ancient people thousands of years ago. Walking on the pavement, breathing the air they had breathed, and looking at the mountains and countryside that the ancients had seen, his mood gradually became very peaceful.
In front is a tea garden.
At this time, the spring tea in the tea garden has long been harvested, but new buds have grown on it.
It’s August now, and the autumn tea harvest is almost over.
There were signs of human activity in the tea garden. Even though no one could be seen, melodious singing still came from the tea garden.
It was a clear and delicate female voice, sung in Miao language.
Lin Xiaosu couldn't hear the lyrics clearly, but some of the words she occasionally heard, such as "brother," "aunt," and thinking about "love, love, love," were probably right.
Suddenly, a girl ran out from the tea garden in front.
As soon as she saw Lin Xiaosu, the song in her mouth stopped suddenly, her face suddenly turned red, and she turned around and went into the tea garden again...
"Hey, little girl, ask for directions!" Lin Xiaosu shouted.
The village girl stuck her head out again, her face red.
"Do you know Yixiang?"
The little girl said: "There are seven or eight Yixiangs in the village..."
The name Yixiang actually has seven or eight names?
Lin Xiaosu didn't take it seriously either. He knew that there were many ethnic minorities with the same name.
So I added another clue: "She went to Southwest University, and her father was once a Miao witch god."
"I know, you are looking for Saint Yueling!" Another girl came out next to her. This girl looked more generous than the previous one and spoke Chinese more fluently, but she also had a red glow on her face. Maybe this red Xia is the standard match for Miao girls. They are in the mountains and exposed to the sun. Perhaps they have too little contact with outside men.
"Yes! Where does she live?" Lin Xiaosu asked.
Two tea-picking girls came up from below and enthusiastically showed him the way...
See that stockade in front of you?
The one on the far left, the one with a big tree in the yard.
Lin Xiaosu saw it. The biggest feature of a very ordinary house was a strange big tree in the yard. The branches of this big tree looked like snakes. He had never seen such a tree before. Various "Plants" It is not recorded in the "Xue".
If his eyesight were not so good, he would probably be frightened when he suddenly saw thousands of snakes hanging on a tree.
"Brother, are you Han?" a village girl asked.
"Yes!" "Then you'd better not go to her house."
"Why?"
"Her grandmother hates Han people the most. If you enter her yard, she will really break your head with a pole."
Lin Xiaosu was a little surprised: "Isn't that true? People outside say that your Miao family is very hospitable. Even if you are not hospitable, you wouldn't do it directly, right?"
"I can't tell for a while... Anyway, you'd better not enter her yard." The village girl said, "Yixiang usually goes to the mountains to collect herbs at this time, and she may not be at home. Otherwise, you go over there Look, I just seemed to see her little tiger on the mountain over there..."
Lin Xiaosu nodded slightly and walked in the direction guided by the village girl.
This is a strangely shaped mountain.
The vegetation on the top of the mountain is lush, and the water flows on the cliff. If the cliff is flattened, it will be a very beautiful scene, but if the cliff is erected, it becomes a dangerous place in the world.
There is moss on the stone and it is extremely slippery. If someone is greedy for this beautiful scenery and accidentally slides down from it, he will probably eat all over the village...
At the bottom of the cliff, there is a woman, wearing Miao clothing, with a slender figure. She raises her head and stares at the cliff above. The arc of her chest is the most beautiful curve in the world.
Lin Xiaosu turned around from the mountain pass and saw such a beautiful picture of the world at a glance.
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She is Yueling Saint Aunt Yixiang?
"Little Tiger! On the left..."
The woman raised her head and shouted.
On the cliff, a snow-white kitten emerged from the cracks in the rocks and ran to the left.
"No, it's the other way around, it's the other way around. I'm talking about your left side!" The woman pointed to the right.
The kitten somersaulted to the right...
Lin Xiaosu's eyes widened. This cat could really tell the difference between left and right.
"Don't jump, walk slowly! Yes... look up a little bit, can you see the yellow flower?"
Under her command, the little white cat walked gracefully on the cliff with cat steps, and grabbed a yellow flower with its paws.
"Cut the flower at the root, do not uproot it."
The little white cat originally looked like he was going to uproot the yellow flower, but as soon as her order was given, the little white cat actually cut off the yellow flower all the way to the root.
Lin Xiaosu understood the driver's brother's words: She can collect medicines that others cannot.
Is this the way to do it?
Because she has a little white cat that can understand human speech.
The little white cat knows left and right, it also knows colors, it even knows the severity of its moves...
The owner gives instructions, and it helps the owner collect medicine in places that are difficult for humans to reach.
"Okay, come down!"
At the woman's command, the little white cat jumped up with the yellow flower in its arms and jumped directly from the cliff more than ten meters high.
With this jump, a beautiful arc was drawn in the air.
Then...
Boo!
It sat down in front of the woman.
Lin Xiaosu was stunned.
There is a very magical biological setting in the cat's body. No matter how high you drop it, it will always be able to turn over and land on all fours the moment it is close to the ground. This is why the cat cannot fall to death. root cause.
But what happened to the cat?
Jumping high in the sky, perfect action.
But when he landed, he landed on his butt and sat on the ground.
It didn't learn the skills it was supposed to learn, and it was proficient in all the skills it wasn't supposed to learn. What was it playing with?
"Oh my god, you landed on your butt again! Didn't you learn how to land on all fours? Didn't you forget it again?" The woman picked up the white cat: "Does it hurt?"
Suddenly, she turned back sharply.
Staring behind him in surprise.
Behind her, of course, was Lin Xiaosu.
Lin Xiaosu has been here for a while and witnessed with her own eyes how she was directing the little white cat to collect herbs from the cliff.
At this moment, my mind seems to be attracted to this little white cat...
The woman didn't notice him at all.
Noticed now.
Behind her stood a young man, who was obviously not from the village, because his clothes were completely different from those of the people in the village.
"You are..." the woman started.
Lin Xiaosu smiled slightly: "I am an outsider, here to travel, are you Yueling Saint Aunt Yixiang?"
"You have listened to other people's nonsense. I am Yixiang, just an ordinary Miao girl. I am really not a holy aunt..." Her Chinese is very standard. This is probably what makes her different from other Miao girls, because she has read University.
"Holy Aunt, Holy Aunt..." A sudden shout came from the intersection ahead.
A village girl ran over quickly: "Go back quickly, something happened to Uncle Long."
"Ah? What's the matter?"
"I was hurt by the fall, and I think I was poisoned. Over there..."
The village girl pointed her hand and Yixiang saw it.
Seven or eight people were carrying a simple stretcher and running wildly on the mountain road. The direction they were running towards was her home.
"Let's go!"
Yixiang ran all the way, and the village girl also ran all the way.
When the two of them arrived outside the courtyard wall where the big tree was, Yixiang had already arrived: "Uncle Third, put him down and pad him up."
Several men hurriedly leveled the stretcher. A middle-aged man on the stretcher had a black face and his lips were trembling slightly, but he couldn't say anything.
(End of chapter)