Chapter 216 Ghost Lord!

"Do you know where Xue Fan is now?"

Wang Yuanjing asked after pondering for a moment.

After hearing this question, Tu Junfang looked solemn.

"That idiot was caught by the ghost master."

"Ghost Lord?"

Wang Yuanjing looked confused.

"Yes."

"In the Daliang Mountains, any shaman who wants to be given the surname Feng cannot avoid this person."

Tu Junfang told the information he got from the local Bimo.

It turns out that the social environment of the entire Daliang Mountains is very complex and not a monolithic entity.

The status of witches and shamans is very high.

They are all highly respected people in their respective families.
Responsible for all matters related to witchcraft, and plays a very important role in activities such as sacrifices and divination.

"The organizations in Daliang Mountain are very scattered. The witches and shamans are not united, and there are even conflicts of interest between their respective families and tribes."

“There is always friction.”

"And the ones responsible for preventing the situation from getting out of control are the Ghost Master and the Ghost Master lineage behind him."

"This lineage holds a very special position among the witches and shamans. They have no family and do not develop secular power."

"The ghost masters of all generations would select some qualified children from the major families and tribes for training."

"These people may become the next generation of ghost masters in the future, and the rest will also become the backbone of the ghost master lineage."

"They are the most powerful group among the witches and the guardians of the entire witch civilization."

"At the same time, they are also the main body of the Feng family. If other witches and shamans want to be named Feng, they need the consent of this lineage."

When Tu Junfang said this, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

Having gathered the power of an entire wizard lineage, Xue Fan really knows how to choose his targets.

"Where is this ghost master lineage?"

Wang Yuanjing was relatively calm.

He was mentally prepared when he came.

Given Tu Junfang's personality, he wouldn't have found himself unless he was really unsure about something.

"Tangzibian Village is called Nasupo in their local language."

"Let's go then."

Wang Yuanjing nodded.

Tu Junfang was stunned.

"Just go straight there like that?"

"What else? You still want to sneak in and secretly rescue Xue Fan?"

Wang Yuanjing rolled his eyes. He came to solve the problem, so of course he had to meet the host first.

The two crossed the mountains and finally found their destination.

"Is this right here?"

Wang Yuanjing pulled out the thorny grass seeds on his body and looked at the place where the smoke was rising in front of him.

Tu Junfang nodded.

"It's a good thing you asked that Bimo in advance."

"Otherwise, it would be really difficult to find this place."

Wang Yuanjing let out a sigh of relief.

He and Tu Junfang climbed countless mountains along the way before they found this place.

Deep in the Daliang Mountains, there are many places where there are not even roads.

"Such a strong yin energy."

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and Wang Yuanjing's gaze stopped above the village.

He touched the three magic beads on his wrist, reminding the three magic ladies inside to be patient.

"Let's go in."

After saying that, Wang Yuanjing took the lead and walked forward.

Tu Junfang hesitated for a moment and followed closely.

Nasupo is a small village.
The Ghost Lord lineage does not develop worldly power, but as the guardians of the witch civilization, they still have some privileges.

The villagers in Nasubo were sent by various tribes in Daliang Mountain to serve the Ghost Lord.

They are all young and strong boys.

Judging from their appearance, they are all around sixteen years old.
Apart from this, Wang Yuanjing did not see any elderly people or children.

"How thoughtful." Wang Yuanjing looked at the young men working in the village, thinking.

Spirits are feminine in nature, and witches and shamans deal with these things all year round. Even if they are properly controlled, they cannot avoid the leakage of negative energy.

There is no need to say much about the strength of the Ghost Lord lineage. If they are not strong enough, they will not be able to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the witch civilization.

With so many powerful wizards gathered together, the yin energy in Nasubo was so thick that it was visible to the naked eye.

In such an environment, it is difficult for ordinary people to survive.

But looking at the state of these people, they seem not to be bothered by it at all.

According to the Later Heaven Bagua, the 384 lines represent the rise and fall of yin and yang.

From birth, a person produces 64 zhu of Yuan Qi every 32 months. From one year to two years and eight months old, one Yang is born and the Yuan Qi grows 64 zhu.

At the age of five years and four months, two Yangs were born, and the vital energy increased by sixty-four Zhu.

Until the age of sixteen, six Yang were born, and a total of three hundred and eighty-four Zhu of Yuan Qi were born.

This includes 360 zhu of the righteous qi of heaven and earth and 24 zhu of the qi of parents and ancestors, which exactly correspond to 384 hexagrams.

What follows is the process of anode and cathode generation.

That is to say, a person’s yang energy is at its peak around the age of sixteen, and males are yang in nature.

The yang energy generated by the gathering of so many sixteen-year-old boys is enough to protect even ordinary people from being disturbed by the yin energy in this place.

So this is why these people can live a normal life in Nasubo.

"It's possible that this lineage of the Ghost Lord could actually be related to the Fuxi clan."

A smile flashed in Wang Yuanjing's eyes.

If his guess was correct, the people in Nasupo Village should be replaced by a new group every once in a while.

This is to ensure that the essence of these children is not damaged.

This actually gave him a hint of goodwill.
At least from this point we can already see some clues of the Ghost Lord's lineage.

"Young man, please inform me, I want to meet your ghost master."

Wang Yuanjing politely stopped a young man who was chopping firewood at the entrance of the village.

The boy had dark skin and a pair of eyes full of innocence, which completely matched Wang Yuanjing's impression of a child from the mountains.

The appearance of the two attracted other people who were working in the village.

The young man opened his mouth and said a bunch of gibberish that Wang Yuanjing couldn't understand.

Wang Yuanjing's face froze and he looked at Tu Junfang, only to find that the latter also looked confused.

The two looked at each other.

Oops!

I forgot about the language barrier. The people in Daliang Mountain are different from those outside. Not everyone can speak Chinese.

Especially some Yi children, they have been speaking the local Yi language since childhood.

The more remote the place, the more so.
Helplessly, the two had to look for another partner and finally found one who could speak some Chinese.

Wang Yuanjing gestured and repeated, and the other party finally understood what he meant.

"Guizhu?"

The young man translated every word in his mind and finally understood what Wang Yuanjing said, and then his eyes lit up.

Run towards the village.

"Reverse and wait for Laos"

I hope that ghost master can speak Chinese.

Wang Yuanjing thought with a headache.

Not long after, the young man ran back panting and made a gesture to Wang Yuanjing and the others, "Follow me."

The two followed the boy's footsteps and walked into the village.

It attracted a lot of people's attention along the way and finally stopped in front of a mud-brick house deep in the village.

　I guess I'll have to endure some hardship today.

　　I'll post one chapter first, and then post the rest after I finish writing them.

　　Regarding some situations in Liangshan, the author had the honor of teaching in Zhaojue when he was in college, and indeed many children there could not speak Mandarin.

　　Especially in some ethnic schools, many children are Yi people, and they speak Yi language at home.

　　Only when you go to school will you come into contact with Chinese and start learning it.

　　But many children’s scores in Chinese classes are in the single digits.

　　This has something to do with the family. I have a classmate who taught third graders. As a result, we couldn't communicate with each other in the language.
　　This is not the case in remote areas.

　　The more remote the place, the more serious the situation is.

　　After all, "Under One Person" is based on reality, so in order to prevent some readers from not understanding and thinking that the author is exaggerating, I will give you some basic knowledge in advance.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)