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There are not many people in the Miao village, only about a hundred people at most. Each family sent a representative to discuss the matters concerning the grand ceremony that would be held in a few days.

The grand ceremony is held once a year in the village. It is the most important day of the year and must be treated with caution.

The sacrificial ceremony is the day when the Miao people offer sacrifices to the mountain god, thank the mountain god for his protection and ask the mountain god to continue to protect them in the coming year.

"The mountain god likes beautiful things. Are the flowers ready for this year?" The oldest and most senior grandfather in the village asked the young men.

A young man replied, "Don't worry, Grandpa! A Miao and I roamed all over the mountains a few days ago and finally found a perfect flower field. The flowers there are in full bloom, red like fire, pink like clouds, white like snow, all over the mountains and plains. It's so beautiful! The mountain god would definitely be delighted if he saw it!"

Grandpa nodded slightly, his wrinkles relaxing slightly, but then his brows furrowed again as he pressed on, "It's great to have found a flower field, but picking the flowers is crucial. We usually start the day before the ceremony, and this year will be no exception. Remember, only the freshest flowers will be most favored by the mountain god."

"Grandpa, don't worry!" The young man patted his chest and said with great enthusiasm, "I've planned it all out. The day before the ceremony, at dawn, I'll call on the young men in the village. Each of us will be given a bamboo basket and sharp flower shears, and we'll head straight for the flower fields. If we're quick and efficient, we'll definitely be able to pick the freshest and most beautiful flowers before noon. We're guaranteed to be on time!"

"Hmm..." Grandpa dragged out the last syllable, his expression filled with relief. "This flower is related to the well-being of the entire village. When picking it, you must be respectful of the flowers and not wantonly damage them. Only take what you should take. Only then will the mountain god bless our Miao village with good weather and a good harvest."

"Grandpa, I understand!"

"We must be extremely careful and pious, and offer the best flowers to the mountain god!"

"Don't worry, Grandpa!"

The younger children in the village promised Grandpa one after another not to worry.

The mountain god loves flowers, and the most beautiful flowers are always indispensable.

Since there is a flower, the other things are just extras. Everyone confirmed the preparation status of everything again and then adjourned the meeting.

At this time, the moon was rising above the branches, and the Miao village had returned to peace from its bustle.

As everyone was leaving, Mo Heng called out to Aguo.

"Aguo, stay for a moment. I have something to tell you."

"Oh, okay." Aguo is older than Mo Heng, but of lower seniority, so he has to be respectful to Mo Heng.

Soon, Mo Heng and A Guo were the only ones left in the conference room.

"Wu, you're looking for me..."

Under the hazy moonlight, his eyes turned into strange vertical pupils, flickering with faint light.

In an instant, Aguo seemed to be under a spell of immobilization. The smile on his face froze instantly, his eyes became dull, and his expression was as stiff as a wooden sculpture.

"Teach me what we say outside." Mo Heng ordered coldly, his voice seemed to carry the chill of the mountains, leaving no room for doubt.

"Yes." Aguo nodded mechanically.

Mo Heng is a studious person. Obviously, he has put a lot of effort into understanding Chu Jun's words and communicating with him.

Aguo spent the entire evening teaching their distinguished wizard how to speak Mandarin.

The most important ones are, of course, those used to express love and those used to criticize rivals.

When it comes to courtship, be as direct as possible; when it comes to insults, be as unpleasant as possible.

It was not until the night outside the window gradually faded and the sky turned pale that Mo Heng finally let Aguo go.

"Ha~" Aguo's eyes regained their brightness and he couldn't help but yawn. He felt dizzy and tired.

"Wu, you're looking for me? Eh? How come it's already daybreak?" Ah Guo, still rubbing his eyes, suddenly came to his senses when he saw the rising sun beside the bed, his expression full of confusion. Then Ah Guo's expression calmed down, as if he had suddenly forgotten what he was going to say. He slapped his head and said, "Ah... Yes, I should go find those foreigners. I promised to be their interpreter today..."

Aguo completely ignored Mo Heng in front of him and left in a daze, completely forgetting what had happened in the past few hours.

Mo Heng seemed to be accustomed to Aguo's reaction. He didn't care about the tribesmen who left and walked happily to the edge of the village to look for his kitten.

'The kitten will definitely be willing to go home with me this time,' Mo Heng thought happily.

"Knock, knock, knock." The visitor was very polite and only knocked on the door three times.

It’s just that the sound insulation of the stilt house is not good, and the slightest sound seems to be infinitely amplified, which is a bit disturbing.

Chu Jun hadn't recovered from his previous state yet when he woke up at the slightest noise. However, he couldn't change his bad temper. He looked towards the door and asked impatiently, "Who is it?"

The voice of the person in the room was soft, as if he had just woken up. Mo Heng's ears felt numb and the tips of his ears turned red instantly.

"Knock, knock." Kitty, kitty, open the door!

"Hey! Why are you here?" But before Chu Jun opened the door, some annoying outsiders came first.

"I'm here to find Chu Jun." Mo Heng looked at the young man in front of him wearing a sports headband, unwilling to be outdone.

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows: "Hey~ I won't be mute today."

Mo Heng glanced at Lu Yi and didn't take him seriously. He continued to knock on Chu Yun's door twice.

He came to see the kitten today, so what does those outsiders have to do with him?

"I'm talking to you..." Before Lu Yi could say anything more to Mo Heng, Chu Jun's door slowly opened. Lu Yi glanced at Chu Jun in pajamas and stumbled over his words.

"Why are you all gathered at my door? Is something going on?" Chu Jun naturally noticed the tension between Mo Heng and Lu Yi, but he could only pretend not to know. He looked at the two men standing at his door with an innocent face, his eyes filled with confusion and a little wariness.

Lu Yi noticed that Chu Jun's eyes had changed when he looked at him, and he immediately explained nervously, "I heard someone knocking on the door outside and thought it was my door, so I came out to check."

"I didn't expect that the Miao wizard would come to us so early in the morning. Is there something going on?" Lu Yi said the last sentence to Mo Heng.

They were not familiar with this wizard, so it was really strange that he came to their door early in the morning on the second day after they arrived in the Miao village.

As expected, Chu Jun was no longer on guard against Lu Yi. He looked at Mo Heng who was knocking on the door with suspicion, and signaled with his eyes: If you have something to say, say it quickly. If not, get out.

"Chu Yun."

"?" Did he go for a intensive study session overnight?

Chu Jun looked a little stunned, and nodded to Mo Heng in a daze.

In Mo Heng's eyes, Chu Jun is cute no matter what she looks like, just like now.

A pair of black eyes, clear and bright, stared at him without blinking. Those black pupils were like transparent obsidian, pure and spotless, and his appearance was clearly reflected in the pupils.

Like a newborn kitten, it looks at the world with ignorance and innocence.

Little did they know, there were perverts out there who wanted to take the kitten for themselves!

"Excuse me, is there anything you want to talk to me about?" Chu Jun smiled politely and distantly, with a hint of bad temper in his voice.

Mo Heng was so keen that he felt the kitten's small paw hovering above his head.

If his answer does not satisfy the kitten, the kitten will scratch him with its little claws in an instant!

The bloody kind.

Mo Heng didn't dare to beat around the bush. He smiled shyly at Chu Jun and pointed in the direction of his home halfway up the mountain and said, "Be my guest."