It was until Huo dieying and Yang Xuechen left that he realized how much trouble he had brought to the master. At this time, Huo dieying was more alert to the master, and even wanted to take Yang Xuechen away, which was absolutely not allowed for the master. Now he was very hard, and the guilt in his heart flooded him.

"Let's go to Mosuo today." As soon as he left liangwangfu, huodieying asked on his own initiative.

Yang Xuechen did not immediately respond to her words, just holding Huo dieying's hand: "thank you for believing me."

"Well, let's not delay our efforts. Let's go to Mosuo immediately." Huo dieying said with a smile.

Yang Xuechen nodded and went back to the courtyard. Under the guidance of housekeeper Yang, she simply packed two packages and brought some food and use. With the company of Feixing, the three left Xiliang city on horseback.

"The southwest tribes belong to the areas with relatively backward civilization. The custom of walking marriage is popular here. When all the family members are women, we will meet the female patriarch of the Mosuo nationality this time. There are 50000 men in their prime years. If we want her to nod her head and send troops to help Liang Wang, we must find out her happiness. This woman is decisive in killing, moody and not easy to contact."

Feixing reported all the information he collected to Yang Xuechen. As for how to do it, it depends on Yang Xuechen's plan.

Yang Xuechen rode on the horse, looking at the emerald peaks in front of him, dismounted and said to Huo dieying, "let's go."

"Good." Huo dieying is worried about her mother's affairs. Even if the whole mountain is covered with all kinds of fresh herbs, she can't take any interest in studying them. She just follows Yang Xuechen to fly all the way and gives the horse to the Mosuo man at the foot of the mountain. The three of them climb along the mountain inserted into the cloud.

The long mountain road of Mosuo nationality is winding and narrow. The mountain road at the foot is covered with moss, moist and slippery. It can only accommodate one person to walk.

Huo dieying's legs softened at this time, and he directly lay on the narrow mountain road. His head was dizzy and his eyes were dazzled. It seemed that he was about to fall down from the steep cliff in an instant, and he was very miserable.

Yang Xuechen loves the little woman in front of him. Two hours have passed, and they are still hovering near the hillside.

The closer to the top of the mountain, the more rugged the road between the mountains. The mountain is like a sword inserted into the air, standing in the sky. Every step they take is extremely difficult. The cool wind is piercing, and their feet are more and more slippery. Flying star walks in the front, with an iron hook tied around their waist, firmly inserted in the front of the cliff, followed by Huo dieying and Yang Xuechen.

"One more hour, we will arrive at the Mosuo village." Looking at Huo dieying who has been shrinking his body carefully, Yang Xuechen encourages him.

Huo dieying has lost consciousness for a long time. She has to rely on the guidance of Feixing and the support of Yang Xuechen behind her to move forward. She can't see the man behind her, but she can feel that her back has been pushing her forward arm. She tries her best to answer, and then she clenches her teeth and tries to move forward.

As the wind roars, Yang Xuechen can't hear Huo dieying's voice, but looking at the efforts of the woman in front of her, she is full of strength. The chain in her hand is thrown to the highest place again. Through the thick mountain fog, the iron hook on the chain is firmly pierced into the cliff.

Yang Xuechen pushes Huo dieying forward with the strength brought by the iron chain.

An hour later, the three exhausted climbed to the top of the mountain where the Mosuo people lived, and the cold wind came. They were dressed in spring clothes on the ground. Fortunately, the Mosuo people always respected the people who could climb their mountain, and gave each of them a thick fur cape.

They were met by the ladies of the Mosuo nationality, dressed in flaming red and gorgeous clothes, with shining nose rings hanging on the tip of their nose. They walked light and fast in the cold wind, leaving the three of them far behind.

The village on the top of the mountain is similar to an ordinary village. The hostess of each family, the village of the Mosuo matriarch, is on the top of the mountain. When the three enter the matriarch's village, they can see their old acquaintance from a distance. The national master Jin Feng walks out of the village with a smile on his face.

Huo dieying is still in a state of dizziness, but after taking the medicine for fear of heights, her brain is also sober. When she sees Jin Feng's provocative smile, her anger goes up. She can't bear it any more and almost rushes forward.

Yang Xuechen is obviously better than Huo dieying. She pulls Huo dieying and treats Jin Feng coldly.

"Hold back and think about what we're here for." Yang Xuechen approaches Huo dieying's side to ask a way.

Huo dieying looks at Jinfeng and jumps down from the top of the mountain. He takes back his eyes and nods. With Yang Xuechen and Feixing, they come to Mosuo clan leader's door and send a famous note.

When the three people were invited into the courtyard, they saw a picture of the roaring tiger king hanging on the wall of the meeting room. Below the picture is a high seat covered with tiger skin, and the ground is covered with more than a dozen cushions, neatly spread on both sides.

"Three distinguished guests, please sit on the mat and wait. Our patriarch will come in a moment." The waitress in red served three bowls of green tea to the three and retired.

Huo dieying and Yang Xuechen kneel on the mat, Feixing kneels behind them and looks around with vigilance.This is an hour. After two rounds of tea, Huo dieying's legs are numb. She stretches her neck and looks in the direction of the inner room. No one responds.

Flying star also wait impatient, but also can only consume the spirit to wait here.

As soon as Yang Xuechen thought of Jin Feng's provocative smile when he was leaving, she was sure that the old woman must have said something to the Mosuo women to destroy their action.

Huo dieying and Yang Xuechen look at each other, and then they ask for three cups of tea to warm up.

The waitress also became impatient from the beginning of the smile to continue tea. She filled a pot of tea directly and put it on the small table beside them, and would never come to them again.

Huo dieying drank four or five cups of tea and felt a little uncomfortable. As soon as she went to the inner room, she met the maid who had just added tea to them.

"What can I do for you, madam?" Asked the maid.

Huo dieying covered her stomach and said painfully, "I have a stomachache. Where is the cottage, please?"

Looking at Huo dieying's painful look, the maid whispered back, "come with me."

With that, the maid takes Huo dieying to the back yard.

When Huo dieying came back, she saw that a woman was watching her not far away. She pushed away the maid and ran towards the man.

When she catches up with the woman who peeks at her, Huo dieying is stunned. The woman kneels down in front of a woman in black and replies in a crisp voice: "report to the patriarch that her subordinates have been discovered by Mrs. Yang."