Hakka-Miao conflict

  Wu Huang whispered in my ear, glancing secretly at Xiao Tian Shi Lao Dao sitting on the table:

  "Brother Xu, the old man on the table is the one you're looking for, right? He doesn't seem to be a high-ranking person. For treating gu poisoning, it's still more reliable to find a Miao doctor. Otherwise, why don't you try going to the Miao village in Banzhu Mountain like last time?"

  After hearing Gougen's words, I was also a little moved. Although Xiao Lao Dao saved my life last night, he himself said it was temporary and couldn't cure the root cause. Moreover, Xiao Lao Dao hasn't shown me any of his true abilities yet.

  But before I could say anything to Dog Root, he let out a loud "Ah yo" and then squatted down, clutching his head and rubbing it vigorously.

  "Ri Na Ding (Yunnan dialect insult), speaking ill of others behind their back, first reward you with a peanut." Xiao Lao Dao's hand reached into the dish in front of him and picked out a peanut, his fingers snapping it into his mouth.

  "Little fatty, what you're talking about is just a bunch of nonsense. I can cure thousands of people in one night without even breaking a sweat, where would I need to use some black dog crap? That's the Miao people intentionally messing with you, and you still thank them for it, haha, it's laughable."

  I took a glance, and we were at least six meters away from Old Xiao. The dog was just whispering in my ear, but the old man could still hear clearly. This is simply his mother's skill of discerning sounds carried by the wind.

  Not to mention that he can still use peanuts to hit the dog's root from such a distance, Xiao Lao Dao's image in my eyes immediately changed from "quasi-jianghu cheat" to an extraordinary master of the highest order. Just for his kung fu skills, I have already acknowledged this master.

  "Master, please don't be angry. This is my sworn brother who's worried about me." I pulled up Dog Root, who was still squatting and rubbing his head, and smiled apologetically at Master.

  "It's also my fault for not introducing you to Da Fu yet, he hasn't seen much of the world and was taken in by your appearance. Don't be angry with him. Come, quickly pay respects to my master, Elder Xiao Tian Shi."

  Gou Dafu also came out to society at the age of ten or so, can't he see this? He didn't care about being polite anymore and directly ran up to give my master a shoulder massage, his facial expression was as flattering as possible.

  "Xu Ge, why didn't you say earlier that this was your master? What kind of relationship do we have, your father is my father, your master is my master! Xiao Daozhang's move just now, was it the famous 'Dian Zhi Shen Tong'? It's really impressive. I think with our master's skills, becoming a leader of the martial arts world would be no problem."

  I'm also fed up with this nonsense, just to please my master, not only did I start calling him "master, master", but even the "Dian Zhi Shen Tong" from Jin Yong's book was dragged out.

  Lao Dao is a Taoist priest, and he's also the leader of the Wulin Alliance.

  Even if I were his master, after hearing Dog Root's shameless and flattering words, my old face would also bloom with joy.

  "Then let's just be the leader of the Dao Lin Alliance." Gou Gen was still not satisfied, and continued to flatter, earlier when he spoke ill of someone, it was easily glossed over.

  Watching Dog Root flatter Master, I couldn't bear to fall behind. As soon as the hot dishes were served, I hastily filled Master's cup and, with a proud face, toasted him with a cup of wine.

  A cup of wine downed, Dog Root and Master also became familiar with each other, the atmosphere at this table became lively.

  "Xiao Shifu, why do you say that the people in his village want to deal with me? I just bought goods without bringing enough money, and didn't rob or cheat them. Later, Xugong even helped me make up for the payment."

  The dog root asked is also what I have been wondering about, so I inserted a mouth.

  "Yes, Master, when I went into the mountains to collect medicine, I also found that the people in those deep mountain Miao villages were very hostile towards us Han people. But the Miao people we normally come into contact with are all very friendly."

  "The Miao and Han people don't get along? That's a long story." The master tilted his head back and downed a cup of strong liquor.

  This is a long, long story, so long that it has to start from the time of the Yellow Emperor.

  The master said that just like the Han Dynasty had the concept of the Han nationality, in fact, there was no such thing as the Miao nationality at first. At the beginning, the ancestors who lived on this land in China were divided by clans, and when there were many clans, they formed tribes. At that time, there was no concept of nation, and the two largest tribes under heaven were the Yellow Emperor tribe in the Yellow River basin and the Yan Emperor tribe in the Yangtze River basin.

  In the Yan Emperor tribe, there was a brave and fierce tribal leader named Chi You. He looked down on the Yellow Emperor tribe's gradual growth and instigated the Yan Emperor and Huangdi to go to war. However, at that time, the Yan Emperor did not want to make a big move and did not approve of Chi You's suggestion. Chi You harbored resentment in his heart, led his own tribe to rebel, and defeated the Yan Emperor in the Battle of Banquan, becoming the leader of the tribe himself.

  Yan Emperor led some of his loyal tribes north to find Huang Emperor, and the two sides formed an alliance, jointly conquering Chi You in Zhuolu Plains. This allied tribe was called Yanhuang Tribe, which is the earliest form of our nation. We also call ourselves Yanhuang's descendants for this reason.

  After Chi You's defeat, the people who originally followed him were not willing to surrender to Yan Huang, so they left the Central Plains and migrated southwest to a place that was then called "Miao Di" (Land of the Miao), where they continued to multiply and grow. They were collectively referred to as the "Miao People" or "Man Barbarians".

  In ancient times, the Miao people included not only the current Miao ethnic group, but also the Yao, She and some other smaller ethnic groups. They were all descendants of the Chiyou tribe and revered Chiyou as their ancestor, calling out "Emperor You" at the beginning of every annual tribal ceremony.

  The Miao and Han are actually one family from the root, but like two brothers who still fight, the Miao and Han have been fighting from the Yellow Emperor era to the Song Dynasty. After the Yuan Dynasty, although there were no more large-scale wars, small bloody conflicts continued. In addition, the Han people had a psychology of "if it's not my family, their hearts must be different", when they gained power, they would always bully the Miao people, which led to the Miao people's extreme resentment towards the Han people.

  "In fact, in the late Ming Dynasty, the Miao and Han ethnic groups had already begun to intermarry, and the Miao people living near Han settlements gradually integrated into Han society. The two ethnic groups could coexist peacefully and exchange goods. After the founding of the country, the state treated ethnic minorities with great favor, and ethnic barriers basically disappeared."

  However, the Miao people living in the deep mountains are very stubborn and still hold on to their ancestors' ideas, being more hostile towards Han people. The Yan Shan Miao village you visited before is one of them. Fortunately, it's just a common poisonous insect, not deadly within five years, but if they plant a particularly potent poisonous insect on you, I guarantee you won't be able to leave Yan Shan and will fart your last breath.

  My master pointed at Dog Root's nose tip and spat a mouthful of saliva onto his face.

  "You're right." Dog Root wiped his face with his hand and hurriedly refilled another cup of wine for my master.

  "But that time, my eczema was dark greenish-black, and it went away after taking the medicine that night. But what's with Brother Xu's forehead, this patch of black and red?"

  The dog root asked, and I also nodded in agreement. The fortune teller said that people with a black mole on their forehead would be unlucky, but mine is bright red, so wouldn't it be a bloody disaster?

  But my master didn't care at all, he said that the fierce Gu are very difficult to detect, making it impossible for you to guard against them until they strike and take your life. It's just some of the not-so-fierce ones that produce this kind of thing called Gu poison. That dog root's body had a flea Gu back then, which was just a child's plaything, and it could only produce a Gu poison like that.

  Master also said that the thing on my head is not a mole, but in Taoist techniques it's called "Red Cloud Covering the Top", which has a natural restraining effect on evil spirits and ghosts, and only appears on those who are exceptionally talented in their practice.

  I said I don't want to be a freak, and later I still want to find a wife for our old Xu family to carry on the family line. My master said that the red cloud on my head is left by the dragonfly, which belongs to the acquired formation after birth. If I practice well, when the divine light is internalized and returns to simplicity, the red cloud will dissipate.

  As soon as I heard that the rash could be cured, I immediately came to my senses and hastily promised Master that I would practice diligently and take good care of him, making the old Daoist as happy as can be.

  Later, I found out that Master's old man had a herbal medicine that could make the rash go away. Now saying this is just afraid that when I'm alone, I won't practice my skills well. But all of this is for later. Wu Xuan Yunnan