The Sanna tribe in Nanshan City is the hometown of Moen. It is located in the middle and lower reaches of the main stream of the Zangbo River, south of Pola Mountain. It is the birthplace of the Tibetan nation and has a long history.

Many firsts in the snow area were born here: the first farmland; the first palace; the first temple with Buddha, Dharma and Sangha...

Nanshan City also has three sacred mountains, two sacred lakes and other unique natural landscapes.

It looks pretty good. As long as it is carefully processed, the problem of bitter cold can definitely be solved.

Moen made a rare trip home and bought large and small bags of supplies in the city. Wei Zhen went to her brother's house for the first time, and bought five to one hundred kilograms of rice, as well as some other cloth, meat, vegetables, melons and fruits, which were also full.

Two carriages.

A group of people came to the entrance of the village. The villagers were originally curious about what such a group of wealthy people were doing, so they all gathered to watch the fun.

But as soon as they saw Moen, a group of ragged villagers dispersed and ran home, closing the doors tightly.

Wei Zhen frowned, what's going on?

Mo En felt anxious. When he woke up, foreigners were harvesting grass in the valley. He tried his best to save the lives of the whole village, but he was no match for the superstition and suspicion in their hearts.

But Moen didn't have anything wrong on his face. "They were afraid of me because I wasn't very clear-minded before and was commonly known as a fool."

"But my grandmother is very good to me, and my father is also okay, but he is a monk in a temple and doesn't usually go home."

Moen is actually only twenty years old. Among his five sisters, the oldest is already twenty-four years old, but none of them are married.

Because there is a silly younger brother in the family, good people usually don't want to marry them. Secondly, their father doesn't agree with them getting married early and just tells them to wait.

Then, when the enemy slaughtered the village, when their sisters were almost insulted, the silly brother suddenly woke up when he heard the desperate cries, and acted as a hero to rescue them from the fire, and saved the entire village with one person's power, and rushed

Run away from hundreds of enemies.

However, in the end, what their family received was not the gratitude of the villagers, but fear and alienation.

The male master of the Mo family was a monk. He broke the rules and got married and gave birth to five daughters in a row. The son he finally gave birth to was a fool. Who said this was not a divine punishment?

You can be stupid if you are stupid, but it's scary if a fool suddenly gets better and becomes so powerful!

After all, that family is no longer different, but an alien existence.

If Moen hadn't been too powerful, it's very likely that the Mo family would have been driven out of the village.

"Mom! Sister! I'm back!"

Moen's home is a stone house with several rooms. The roof is covered with animal skins and is colored, with colorful ribbons tied on the top.

"Brother!"

"little six!"

A group of girls hurriedly walked out of the main room. Well, the one at the head was the old girl, Grandma.

Both sisters have smooth facial contours and three-dimensional and sharp facial features, which make people feel very gentle. Their eyes are as clear as crystal. They are so beautiful!

This is Moen's family.

"Are you back? This is"

There were so many people. The enthusiastic girls suddenly became timid when they saw the stranger. They retreated behind their grandmother and looked at everyone curiously. This was the first time that Moen had brought someone home.

"Mom, sister, this is my friend Wei Zhen. Those are Wei Zhen's friends."

The girl’s friend? Aunt Mo suddenly became enthusiastic about Wei Zhen.

"Miss Wei, come and sit at home quickly, everyone please come in..."

"Hello!" Wei Zhen greeted Mo's mother, and everyone behind her also saluted.

"Mom, we won't go in. Xiaozhen went to Qiubu Mountain to survey the mines under the orders of the general and the county magistrate. There are many things to do. _o_m

This is a gift from Xiaozhen to our family. Please sort it out.

If you have time, you can make some milk tea and beef and send them to Qiubu Mountain for us."

The main reason is that his small house cannot accommodate that many people.

The house was small, and the food and clothing were all crammed together, making it difficult to walk. As a grown man, he was not used to it, so he went to defend the city.

Not to mention Wei Zhen, the boss may not care, but he is embarrassed.

"This?" Hearing this, Aunt Mo suddenly became worried, "Xiao Liu, Qiubu Mountain is a sacred mountain."

Blasphemy.

The sacred mountain must be punished by heaven, and the villagers will not agree. Even if it is a government decree, there may be a fight this time.

This year, natural punishments have occurred frequently. In June, there was a large-scale foreign invasion, killing people and robbing cattle and sheep. In July, flash floods and landslides occurred during the rainy season, cutting off the water of the Tibetan River. There was another drought downstream.

It's only September now, but the weather is colder than in previous years, and frost has already fallen

"Don't worry, Mom, we won't go to the main peak, we will just stay on the nearby mountain.

After digging the mines, we will also make textile machinery. After our wool and animal skins are processed, they will have a market. With money, we can buy various daily necessities.

It will also be used to make farm tools and fertilizers for planting, restoring life to the Tibetan family’s first grain field.

In short, it is a good thing that benefits the people.

Grandma, just wait, my son will build you a big house several stories high, one for each of my sisters!"

"Haha!" The Mo sisters were amused by their younger brother.

Aunt Mo, she just couldn't rest assured, but she knew she couldn't stop it. After all, it was a decree from the imperial court.

"Then go and I'll bring you milk tea and beef!"

However, Moen is still too optimistic!

They had just reached the end of the village when they were stopped by local villagers.

The leader was an old woman with a wrinkled face and dark skin.

A blue and white snow mountain is painted on the left side of her face, and five-color lines are painted on the right side of her face.

The old woman is the witch in the tribe and Dorje's mother.

"Mo Xiao Liu, what do you want to do?!" The old witch looked serious and had a deep dislike for Mo En.

Witches and Buddhas conflicted, and she didn't like the Mo family in the first place.

I don't even like the Mo family, a villain who kills too much and has the audacity to attempt to desecrate the sacred mountain.

"Aunt Duoji, we are going to mine next to Qiubu Mountain to build up our tribe so that our people can have enough food and clothing.

This matter was approved by Lord Dorje, and these are the people sent by Lord to assist in the work."

The staff of the Yamen came out immediately and promised, "Old madam, it is absolutely true."

"No! If you desecrate the sacred mountain, the gods will punish you!

Just like your father resurrected you, causing flash floods, landslides, and rivers to dry up...

In short, when you dig elsewhere, you must not disturb the foundation of the sacred mountain, otherwise you will step over my body!"

Moen was dumbfounded, how can this be related?! Your superstition is very profound!

Wei Zhen narrowed her eyes, took a few steps back, then took a running start, performed a backflip in the air, easily jumped over the old witch's body, and even passed over several people behind the old witch.

"Pfft!" Moen squirted! Isn't this a direct operation? You asked her to cross her and she did it. Why?

"Haha...! Aunt Duoji, only by digging the foundation can we build tall buildings. We are all doing this for the good of the people.

Do you know who that is? That is Princess Da'an Jin, a member of the royal family. If you insist on angering the royal family by going your own way, it will bring disaster to the entire ethnic group!"

Moen also made a high jump and passed the crowd blocking the way.

The people behind him looked at each other, no, they are all civilized people, they took a detour!

This force of force deterred the old witch from daring to act rashly if she wanted her people to get hurt.

It is true that the river has stopped flowing, right at the foot of the mountain.

"Brother Six, the river is just blocked by mudslides. Why don't you dig it out?"

Mo En has already been playing smoothly with Wei Zhen's people, and Pan Butcher is no longer jealous. This bearded man has such a good character that people cannot be jealous.

"Oh! We thought about it, but many people objected, saying that we shouldn't go against God's will.

The river changed its course, and downstream where it stopped flowing, some places were deeper, forming lakes. However, drinking water is not a problem, but irrigation is a bit more troublesome.

But few people in this area know how to plant, they all graze, wasting the fertile land."

The ancient feudal superstitious thinking is to stick to the old rules and not think about progress. Even if it is a treasure mountain, it does not know how to develop it and would rather starve to death. It is really pitiful and hateful.

"There's no need to connect to the river." Wei Zhen said, throwing down the sand and gravel in her hand. ​@

"What?"

"There is gold at the bottom of the river."

"Seriously?!" The eldest prince's voice came from far away, this time.

Be excited!

Yes, now that the rightful owner has arrived, they will have nothing to do with the gold mine.

"Yes! Big deposits!" Regarding professional knowledge, Wei Zhen has no time to hesitate or be uncertain. ​​@

"Haha! Brother and sister, you are actually a little koi, right?!" The eldest prince laughed heartily when he was rich.

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