"Although he is only in his early twenties, he is a warrior in the Xilingrad steppe."

"He can tear an adult wolf with his bare hands, and he has been a champion in the past few Ice and Snow Festival conferences, and his supremacy has not been shaken"

Hearing Yan Huai'an's words, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang glanced at each other.

Both saw the same exclamation in each other's eyes.

It's really strong

"Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Uncle Yan, the snow is about to fall, let's go back to the yurt, and you can tell us about the pine and the ice and snow festival conference."

In the warm yurt, there is a bonfire with the sound of hunting.

The hare was roasting on top of the fire.

Yan Huai'an took a sip of the warm-up wine and opened his mouth again.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang sat on the side and listened carefully.

Yang Ruoqing listened while sorting out all this into her own information and storing it in her heart.

It turns out that this Ice and Snow Festival is a large-scale sports event similar to the Naadam Conference on the grassland.

The Naadam Conference is held every year after the autumn harvest when the cattle and sheep are fat and the grassland herders celebrate it.

The Snow Festival, on the other hand, is held in late winter and early spring every year.

The plan of the year lies in the spring.

The people of the grassland pray for a large-scale event held in this year, when the wind and rain are good, the pasture is delicious, and the cattle and sheep can be raised.

It is held every three years.

The participants were all men from the grassland.

It's basically three sports: horseback riding, archery, and wrestling.

The prairie folk are fierce, and the girls will also express their admiration for their beloved warriors on such days.

And since he became an adult, he has been firmly in the championship hegemon of the Ice and Snow Festival.

He is the hero in the hearts of the women of the prairie, the strongest warrior in the prairie, and the lover they want to marry.

"Speaking of this, Narisong, you really have some relationship with Miss Yang."

Yan Huai'an paused, and looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and pointed to her nose: "What does it have to do with me?"

Yan Huai'an said: "The clan of Narisong is now subordinate to the Tuoba tribe of the Great Liao Royal Family, and it is the most relied on branch of the Tuoba clan. ”

"But Narisong and his people are descendants of your great-grandmother's lost tribe."

"Narisong's great-grandfather and your great-grandmother are cousins, you say, are you related?" Yan Huai'an asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

Yes, pushing up three generations, it turned out to be blood relatives.

"On that day, Song was a young man, both civil and military, and he was valued by the Tuoba clan."

"Narisong's clan has always wanted to rebuild the original tribe, and the position of patriarch is even more coveted by several people in the clan." Yan Huai'an continued.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't guess, that Risong must also want to be the patriarch."

Yan Huai'an nodded.

"Without the token of the previous old patriarch, even if the most capable Risong became the patriarch, he would not be able to convince the public."

"So, their clan found me and asked me to go south and help them bring back the patriarchal token that your great-grandmother had hidden." He said.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang glanced at each other, and both of them suddenly realized.

"Uncle Yan, when Risong talked to you in dialect earlier, he was asking about your token, right?"

Yan Huai'an shook his head.

"It was the elder group of this clan who entrusted me to go to the south to retrieve the patriarch's token."

"They used to be the henchmen of the previous old patriarch, and they were loyal."

"Now he is also very prestigious among the clan."

"That day Song didn't know that I had accepted the commission of the Elders, and he just warned me not to meddle in the duel and cause trouble."

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"Because he said that he is determined to win Miss Yang."

"Ugh"

Yang Ruoqing held her forehead, full of black lines.

Luo Fengtang has been silently acting as a bystander.

Hearing this, he sneered and spoke lightly.

"He was destined to go home empty-handed," he said.

Yang Ruoqing looked up at him.

The low-key domineering makes her down-to-earth and at ease.

"Uncle Yan, there are still a few days left before the Ice and Snow Festival," Luo Fengtang asked again.

Yan Huai'an calculated, "There are about seven days left." ”

Luo Fengtang nodded, it was enough for him to do one thing first.

At night, in Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing's small yurt room.

There was a fire on the ground, and a plush carpet was spread around the fire.

Luo Fengtang sat on the carpet, and Yang Ruoqing lay meekly in his arms.

His fingers lightly hooked a strand of her hair, wrapping between his fingers.

"That blood letter, what did Uncle Yan say?"

Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing in a deep voice.

The letter, written in blood, was with the ivory fish.

When the two of them found it in the cave, they couldn't understand it.

So he planned to let Yan Huai'an come to see.

Hearing his question, Yang Ruoqing changed to a more comfortable position and lay on her stomach.

"Uncle Yan read it, and he said that this was written by the old patriarch on his deathbed."

"Probably that he is dying, leaving behind the token and the blood book. Let the descendants of the tribe rely on this inheritance of the position of patriarch to revitalize the tribe. She said.

"That's all," Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows.

Yang Ruoqing frowned, and then said: "The previous patriarch didn't make it clear, but he vaguely mentioned the descendants. ”

"What about the changes in the tribe back then, and even the disaster of extermination, on the surface, it was a foreign invasion."

"Inside, there may be an inner ghost, so that future generations can be vigilant. It would be better if you could find out and slash the enemy. She said.

It seems that if this tribe is rebuilt, the successor tribal chief Yali Mountain will be big.

The old patriarch gave a bunch of tasks.

After listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang nodded lightly.

"It's hard for the old patriarch to watch his clansmen being killed, but in the end he found out that he was doing ghosts."

"It's really desperate and heartbreaking," he said.

Yang Ruoqing also sighed.

The old patriarch is not her great-grandmother's own father.

In his own body, although the blood has been diluted from generation to generation.

can be traced back to the origin, without the old patriarch, there would be no children and grandchildren under this, and there would be no her.

"I'll leave it at this for now." She said.

"Tang Yanzi, tell me about you, what are your plans next?" she asked.

This time, she is not here to solve tribal problems, she just wants to be a happy businessman.

Put down roots in Changping Village and live a peaceful life with family and friends.

The purpose of her trip to the north this time was to accompany Luo Fengtang to find the mystery of life.

Hearing her question, Luo Fengtang lowered his eyelashes and thought for a moment.

"I'm going to go to that canyon." He said.

"It's Baiman Canyon," she asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

"On the eve of going north, I had an open and honest conversation with my uncle for the night."

"He told me everything he knew."

"He said that when my father Luo Lao Er was separated from my biological mother, he was in a place called Baiman Canyon."

"I want to go there, and maybe I'll find a clue about the past," he said.