Several people looked at each other, did not speak, and looked at the Sun Moon Square not far away.

At this time, thousands of people had already gathered in that square one after another, and the crowded people in the small square were all stuck together.

On the stone pillar in the middle of the lake, a weak body and an old woman were tied.

That was Bai Ying and her grandma. Saintesses in southern Xinjiang always recruit sons-in-law, that is to say, her grandma. In fact, from a certain level, her grandma should be Bai Ying's grandma.

Because her father is the door-to-door son-in-law, he joined the Bai family, and the daughter born must be named Bai, and the boy born can follow his father's surname.

"grandmother��"

Bai Ying shouted softly.

"Girl, are you afraid?!" Grandma Bai asked, "I didn't expect that I would sacrifice my whole life for Southern Xinjiang, and finally be used as a sacrifice!"

And with so many people on the shore, most of them were just watching the fun, treating it as a kind of joke.

But it's not all like this, there is always a group of people who are drilling in among the crowd.

It's not that the Bai family has no followers at all, it's just that Chen Wannian is too powerful now, and everyone tries to avoid his edge as much as possible.

How can I say that the Bai family used to be the mainstay of the Eighteen Villages in Southern Xinjiang. The prosperous family and the dynasty are the same, they all have a prosperity to decline to rejuvenation and then to perish!

Although the eighteen villages in southern Xinjiang are not big, they are independent from the outside world, so it is not unreasonable to say that this is a small country.

And the Bai family is the royal family in this small country, it just declined. Now that Chen Wannian's power has risen, the Bai family's talents have withered, and now only Grandma Bai and Bai Ying are left.

Cleaning up the two of them and offering sacrifices in public is to dispel people's desire to worship the Bai family from the bottom of their hearts, and it is also to consolidate their own power.

In a sense, winners and losers are determined, if you sit in Chen Wannian's position, you will also kill the grass and roots!

After all, if the Bai Family still exists, there will definitely be supporters. The Holy Maiden is the totem of the Eighteen Villages in Southern Xinjiang, and it is a belief. As long as the custom of the Holy Maiden still exists, there will definitely be followers.

The saint was a sacred role in the past, but it has gradually evolved into a totem belief. It may be that everyone lives too comfortably, and there has been no famine, flu, etc. like before.

Naturally, no one would think that the Holy Maiden was the guardian of Southern Border, but only regarded him as a kind of totem.

Just like the grassland likes eagles and wolves, it is just a kind of totem.

Among the crowd, several people with firm eyes were moving towards the front of Sun Moon Square.

More and more people gathered around, from thousands of people at the beginning, it gradually evolved into thousands of people.

"The prince of the city is here!"

At this time, there was a shout in the distance.

Everyone stood in two rows, leaving an aisle several meters wide in the middle.

Not far away, I saw a majestic team walking towards this side. Eight people carried sedan chairs, and hundreds of guards walked towards this side.

And secretly arranged countless masters, this may be the highest standard trip in the eighteen villages in southern Xinjiang.

The four people carrying the sedan chair are the village master, the six people carrying the sedan chair are the Lord Hou, and the eight people carrying the sedan chair are the King Miao.

In these remote areas, there is no title of emperor, only king!

After all, these places in southern Yunnan used to call themselves kings, and the emperors were in the imperial capital, the capital, and Chang'an. JrNovels.com