The sky cleared up.
However, as far as the eye could see, the mountain was still covered in snow.
A group of four or five people walked down the mountain in the muddy water, leaving countless footprints behind them.
They were Feng Bai and the other three who had disguised themselves and set off from the Bottle Mountain Camp to search for the Furious Clear Chickens.
Other than him, there were also Chen Yulou, Zhe Gushao, Miss Hong, and the old foreigner who were dressed as craftsmen in Jianghu. Old Crooked Man Luo could not come because he had not recovered from his injuries.
However, these people were the key to the ancient tomb of the Pirate Bottle Mountain. Old Luo had sent more than ten brothers of the pistol company to follow them secretly. If there was any danger, they could protect them.。
After all, the Miao Region had always been a place that advocated martial arts since ancient times.
Almost everyone carried a saber, and each village was extremely resistant to outsiders.
Especially in this chaotic era, where bandits and warlords often plundered everywhere, almost every village would spontaneously organize local soldiers to patrol day and night with guns.
"The north village is up ahead. I wonder if we can gain anything.”
Chen Yulou was still in his usual outfit.
He was wearing sunglasses and holding a banner in his hand. He looked like a fortune-teller.
"We've already gone through three or four villages. If there isn't any in the north village, we'll have to make other plans.”
The one who spoke was Francolin Whistle.
He was tall and had a heavy murderous aura between his brows. If he met anyone from the Green Forest, they would be able to tell at a glance.
Helplessly, he could only disguise himself as a carpenter and carry a load on his shoulders.
However, he had been in the deep mountains of Miaojiang for a long time. Not only did he know the local customs, but he was also proficient in the local dialect. He was the best guide.
Since yesterday.
The group of people had already passed through several villages, but unfortunately, they still could not find any traces of the Furious Clear Chickens.
"Little brother, is there really such a thing as the Furious Sky Chicken?”
Seeing that the sun was about to set, Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel a little worried and asked Feng Bai.
"Leader Chen, you don't have to worry. There is naturally an angry chicken. Perhaps it is in the north village.”
After hearing what he said.
The few of them did not say anything else.
He continued to walk towards the North Stronghold.
Although this place was also connected to the Bottle Mountain, the road in the mountains was actually dangerous. After crossing the mountains and crossing the water, they had already reached the Sand Blade Valley area.
They walked another two kilometers.
A village built on the mountain finally appeared in their line of sight.
Everywhere he looked, he saw the unique buildings of Miao Jiang.
However, there were also city towers built outside the stockade. Not only were there people looking out from upstairs with earthen guns, but there were also people interrogating them at the door downstairs.
"Let's go and ask about the situation.”
After visiting a few villages, the group was already used to this.
They walked down the mountain road and were stopped at the entrance. However, Chen Yulou was an old man who was used to traveling in Jianghu, so he managed to fool them with a few words.
After entering the village, Feng Bai realized that those roof-supported buildings were very old.
Almost all of the outer walls were painted with the totem of the Mystic Bird.
Along the way, he had seen many things in each village, so it was not surprising.
The Miaojiang was influenced by the Wuchu culture. For many years, they had worshipped the black bird, believing that it was the descendant of the phoenix and could protect the safety of the village.
"What is that?"
Suddenly.
The Parrot Whistle made a strange sound.
The few of them looked in the direction of his finger. It turned out that there was a stele standing at the corner of a building in front of them.
Some strange patterns and words could be vaguely seen on it.
The few of them were experienced grave robbers, and their eyesight was extraordinary.
The patterns on the stone tablet didn't look like something from the present. Instead, it looked like an old object from the past.
"Let's go up and take a look."
Chen Yulou was also tempted.
There were countless ancient tombs buried deep in the mountains of Miaojiang. Perhaps he could find some clues. Anyway, he hadn't seen the angry chicken yet.
As he walked closer, Feng Bai took a closer look at the stone tablet.
It was about 1.2 meters long and was made of high-quality stone.
Although it had been exposed to the wind and rain all year round, causing serious wear and tear, one could still see that the patterns carved on it were different from any of the ones he had seen before.
"It looks like a calligraphy painting."
Feng Bai frowned and said softly.
The so-called calligraphy and painting was the use of pictures to record words in order to make it easier to hide.
Even if the scroll was lost and fell into the hands of others, those who were not in the industry would definitely not understand.
"Calligraphy?"
"Little brother, can you understand what this is saying?”
Chen Yulou frowned. He was knowledgeable and knew about calligraphy.
Feng Bai shook his head.
This pattern was too complicated and a hundred times more awkward than the Ba Mountain language he knew. He couldn't understand what it meant at all.
"Senior brother, this is similar to the pattern we saw at the tomb that day.”
He stopped for a moment.
The old Westerner seemed to have thought of something and suddenly looked at Francolin Whistle.
"A little."
"If I'm not wrong, this should be the tombstone of King Yelang's tomb.”
Francolin Whistle nodded.
No wonder he had returned empty-handed. Even the bricks under the tomb had been moved away. It seemed that it was most likely done by the people of the North Village.
Cuckoo ~
Just as the few of them were sighing, an extremely high-pitched rooster crow came from the building behind them.
He turned around.
An old Miao man walked out of the building. He was about 50 years old and held a big rooster in his hand.
A knife and a porcelain bowl were prepared at the side. It seemed that they were preparing to kill the chicken.
He saw that the big rooster had colorful feathers and a high crown. Although it was caught, it was still awe-inspiring. Its expression was arrogant and unruly, and its eyes revealed a sense of dignity without anger.
Moreover, the rooster was much bigger than usual.
Its beak was also extremely sharp, and it even glowed with a sharp golden light under the sunlight.
"Wait!"
The moment he saw the rooster, Feng Bai's expression suddenly changed.
"Furious Clear Sky Chicken?"
Chen Yulou and Zhe Zhe Gu were also pleasantly surprised. They had already guessed it.
"Yes, it can't be wrong."
Feng Bai nodded.
However, the next moment, the Old Miao man brought the rooster to the chopping board and raised the kitchen knife in his hand to slaughter it.
Seeing that the Angry Chicken was about to be killed, Chen Yulou couldn't stand still. He rushed forward and shouted.
"Old man, please stop."
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