Qingfeng and Feixue quickly left the cowshed, and heard someone crying not far away. The two looked at each other, and then groped their way over.

There was a drizzle in the sky, and there were large patches of fog in the distance. As it was getting dark, visibility was not high.

"Be careful and see what's going on." Qingfeng didn't want to get involved, but how could they investigate if they didn't interact with the locals?

"This way." Feixue analyzed the situation, pointed in a direction and walked over.

The Dager tribe is located at the foot of the Dari Mountain. There are tents of different sizes built here. The largest one is naturally the house of the leader Tanmusda. After all, he has seven wives. Their small tents are built around this big tent, so it looks like the largest tent overall.

Qingfeng and Feixue walked out of the tent house. There were some people gathered in the distance. In front of them was a long upright pole with colorful flags hanging on it.

Qingfeng frowned and asked Feixue, "What is that?"

Feixue shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

He observed carefully for a while, and suddenly thought of something, and said: "I seem to have heard that in some places in the Northwest Ridge, such poles are erected with colorful flags on them. It is a sacrificial ceremony."

When Qingfeng heard this, he was moved. Could it be that these people were holding some special sacrificial ceremony?

He and Feixue approached the crowd cautiously, wanting to see what was going on.

As I got closer, I saw a group of people gathered around a long pole, reciting scriptures solemnly. One of the old men stood in the front, holding a staff and muttering something.

Qingfeng didn't understand their language, but from their expressions and movements, he could tell that this was a very solemn ceremony. He and Feixue didn't dare to interrupt rashly, and stood aside quietly to watch.

As time went by, the ceremony gradually reached its climax. The old man raised his staff, pointed it at the sky, and shouted something loudly. The people around him responded one after another, and the shouts shook the earth.

Qingfeng was deeply shocked by the scene before him.

When they got closer, they found that there was a huge pit behind the long pole, and some white bones could be vaguely seen in the pit.

"This is..." Qingfeng looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

"A corpse pit! Did they just dump the dead here?" Feixue said in disbelief with her eyes wide open.

The two of them couldn't help but shudder, their hearts filled with fear and confusion.

Fortunately, they spoke in low voices and no one around noticed that they were talking.

I don't know how long it took, but the crowd began to disperse.

Qingfeng felt that this place was too weird, so he pulled Feixue and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, Feixue inadvertently glanced into the pit of corpses. Suddenly, his eyes widened in horror and he grabbed Qingfeng's arm tightly.

"Qingfeng, look, there's a hand moving there." Feixue pointed to the place he had just seen, trembling.

Qingfeng was frightened to such an extent that he nearly jumped up. He quickly looked in the direction of his finger, but after looking for a long time he did not find anything unusual.

"Were you dazzled just now?" Qingfeng asked softly, trying to calm Feixue down.

Feixue shook his head and insisted, "I really saw it, that hand definitely moved." There was a hint of excitement in his voice as he said this.

Qingfeng asked doubtfully, "Maybe the light is bad, you must have seen it wrong. Don't think too much, let's go!"

After Qingfeng finished speaking, he pulled Feixue and planned to leave this strange place as soon as possible.

However, Feixue could not let it go. He kept recalling the scene just now and always felt that the hand was real.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I've been looking at it for a while, how could I be wrong?" Feixue said as he rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was seeing things.

But he quickly rejected this idea, because his eyes never moved away from that place, and he knew he was not wrong.

At this moment, Feixue suddenly widened her eyes, pointed ahead and said, "Look, it's moving again!"

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng immediately looked in the direction Feixue pointed, and indeed saw a hand moving.

"Then...shall we go down and take a look?" Qingfeng asked in surprise.

"Of course we have to go down and find out."

The two looked at each other and decided to go down and check out the situation first, but Feixue reminded Qingfeng to follow Hua Xin's instructions and take full body protective measures.

So, the two of them quickly put on masks and gloves and covered their faces with scarves.

Since they did not bring the protective clothing prepared by Hua Xin, they could only try their best to protect their bodies.

"Take an anti-poison pill first, just in case." Qingfeng said as he took out a jade bottle from his arms, opened the bottle cap, poured out a pill and handed it to Feixue.

After Feixue took the pill, she swallowed it without hesitation. They had absolute trust in the medicine prepared by Hua Xin. After all, they had witnessed Hua Xin's medical skills with their own eyes.

The two men carefully went down the pit, and when they reached the bottom, they found that the corpses were piled up like a mountain, some were just white bones, and some were still covered with flesh. But the hand that was still shaking was a complete person.

"It's a child." Qingfeng looked at the owner of the hand in surprise, and a feeling of pity welled up in his heart.

The child was about eight or nine years old. He was so thin that he looked like a bag of bones. His face was pale, his eyes were closed, and there was still blood at the corners of his mouth.

"Do you want to save him?" Qingfeng asked softly.

"Save him! But after rescuing him, we must not go to the tent. We have to find another place for him. Who knows how he was left down?" Feixue frowned and said after thinking for a moment.

Qingfeng nodded, and they decided to rescue the child first and then find a suitable place to place him.

I don’t know if the child fainted because he heard someone saving him.

They originally wanted to inquire about the situation, but now they couldn't.

Why was this child thrown into the corpse pit? Is there any conspiracy or secret behind it? We can only find out after he wakes up.

"Let me carry it!" Qingfeng carried the child on his back, and Feixue checked again. After finding that there was no sign of life, they left together.

There are many naturally formed caves at the foot of Mount Dari.

Qingfeng and Feixue found a relatively small but secluded cave and placed the child there.

"I'll go get the luggage, you stay here to watch over him." Qingfeng said, and when Feixue nodded, he used his Qinggong skills to leave quickly.

Qingfeng's figure was as light as a flying bird. It drew a graceful arc in the air and soon disappeared into the distance.

Time passed minute by minute, and Qingfeng finally came back, carrying a huge package full of food, water and some necessary items.

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