The road was bumpy, and they had to wait until nightfall before they arrived at the village. Most of the bamboo buildings in the village were suspended in the air, more than a meter above the ground. When they heard that Chief Good and Lady Gu Yunwan had returned, all the people came out to welcome them. Feng Qiqi could clearly feel the warmth of the Harpies here. Good had a high reputation among the people, and many people came up to greet Good and Gu Yunwan. In comparison, even Ming Yuesheng, the emperor, was not as popular as the father and daughter.
After learning that Feng Cang and the others were honored guests from the Beizhou Kingdom, the people of the Yun tribe took out wine and delicious fruits to welcome them. These simple people of the minority tribe set up bonfires in the village. Men and women, young and old, dressed in their unique costumes, sang and danced to welcome the honored guests.
"Try our specialty, roasted matsutake!" There was a grill in front of Good, and all kinds of food were skewered on thin iron hooks, giving off a tempting aroma.
The food of the Jia tribe was mainly barbecued. During the barbecuing process, the food would be brushed with special sesame oil and honey sauce. After it was cooked, it would be seasoned according to the individual's taste. The original taste of the food was preserved. It was completely natural food.
"Try it!" Good handed a bunch of matsutake to Feng Cang. "See if it suits your taste!"
As Good spoke, the people of the Yun tribe looked at Feng Cang, wondering what he would do. Feng Cang took the matsutake from Good, dipped it in the sauce, and put it into his mouth.
"How is it?"
"Very delicious! I like it very much! "
Good guffawed when he heard Feng Cang's words, and the Qiang Tribe citizens followed suit.
"You have been accepted!" Ming Yuesheng explained carefully beside Feng Qi Qi. It turned out that the people of the Yun tribe worshiped food more than anything else. They believed that food was a gift from nature, and only those who accepted their food would be treated as friends. The fact that Feng Cang liked to eat matsutake was the greatest affirmation of the food of the Yun tribe. Because of this simple reason, the simple people of the Yun tribe accepted Feng Cang.
"Let's drink!" Good poured a cup full of grape wine and handed it to Feng Cang. "Come, let's drink until we're drunk!"
"We won't stop until we're drunk!"
The Xing clansmen all raised their goblets and cheered. The lively atmosphere infected Feng Qi Qi and the others. Wan Yankang also raised his goblet and said, "Cheers! Let's drink till we're drunk! "
Wanyan Kang's heroic manner suited the wishes of the Shan people. Some of the Shan girls even pulled Gu Yunyao and Su Mei to dance, saying, "I don't know how to dance!" Gu Yunyao wanted to be humble, but she was dragged into the crowd by Gu Yunwan. "Come on, let's dance together. Follow the beat!"
Su Mei was very generous. Even though she did not know how to dance, she was able to join in the fun after just a few glances. Feng Qiqi, who was carrying Feng Xiao in her arms, smiled and sat beside Su Mei and the others.
"Madam, let's dance!" A young lady with a ponytail walked up to Feng Qi Qi and invited her.
"I have to take care of the child!" Feng Qiqi tried to turn her down, but the young lady refused to give up. "Madam, you can hand the child over to your husband! It's rare for you to visit us. Come on! Madam is so young and beautiful, your dance must be very beautiful! "
Feng Qiqi still wanted to refuse, but Feng Cang took Feng Xiao from her arms and said, "Go ahead. I will take care of the child!"
"Okay!" Feng Cang was so considerate that Feng Qiqi walked into the crowd with a smile.
When Gu Yunwan saw Feng Qiqi, she immediately shouted a slogan and said a lot of words that Feng Qiqi did not understand. It was probably the dialect of the Xing clan. Hearing Gu Yunwan's words, the Xing clansmen, old and young, all cheered and clapped their hands at Feng Qiqi. Some even started to jeer at Feng Qiqi.
"Little Wan, what did you say just now?" Feng Qiqi was confused. Gu Yunwan walked up to Feng Qiqi with a smile and held her hand. "I told them that you are a beautiful and talented woman who dances very well! So, they all welcome you to perform! "
"Err …" Feng Qiqi was stunned. She had been 'sold' by Gu Yunwan.
"Qiqi, let's dance! I heard from Jin Mo that you are very beautiful! We Xing people love dancing the most. If you dance well, everyone will like you! "
Gu Yunwan pulled Feng Qiqi to her side and added, "Qiqi, if you want to cure Feng Xiao of the Gu, you have to make everyone like you. Do you see that? The people sitting there are all elders! Even if you can pass the three tests and the elders object, you cannot cure Feng Xiao of the Gu. My father doesn't have the final say in the Xing clan. Everything has to be voted on by everyone! Don't underestimate these people. They have the right to vote! "
Gu Yunwan's explanation made Feng Qiqi realize that this interesting clan was not as scary as the rumors said. The Xing clan was skilled in the use of Gu. In everyone's heart, Gu was a very scary creature. Therefore, the Xing clan was a mysterious existence that struck fear into everyone's heart.
However, after coming to Hundred Bird Mountain and interacting with them for a short period of time, Feng Qiqi realized that the Xing clan was actually very hospitable. Their way of treating their guests was simple and direct.
Feng Qiqi knew that Gu Yunwan was helping her. As the young mistress of the Xing clan, she was familiar with their characteristics. If she wanted to gain their approval and support, she had to do it in a way that they liked.
"If that's the case, I won't be humble anymore!" Feng Qiqi whispered into Gu Yunwan's ears. Gu Yunwan nodded repeatedly.
Feng Qiqi was dressed in fiery red, and she was holding a red muslin in her hand. Gu Yunwan stepped back and took a drumstick from a man. Then, she started beating on a drum that was as thick as two people hugging each other. Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
As the drum sounded, the crowd quietened down. Everyone's eyes were focused on the woman in red.
The bright moonlight enveloped Feng Qiqi, plating her red dress with a layer of silver muslin.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Feng Qiqi waved the red muslin in her hand and leaped up like a fairy under the moon. Gu Yunwan's drum beat was intense like a war drum. The rhythm was intense and inspiring.
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