"Do you run a Five Poisons School?" Tang Wen asked.
"What Five Poisons? We're called the Five Goodness Civil and Military School," the scorpion-tattooed man said.
When they arrived, they found many buildings halfway up the mountain.
They were all two-story stilt houses, but instead of bamboo and timber, they were built entirely of reinforced concrete.
It seemed that as times changed, the Five Poisons Cult had also integrated into the villages and begun living a happy life.
"Old man, I'm back." The car stopped outside a three-story villa behind the village. It, too, was raised on stilts, with parking below and living quarters above.
"Where have you been fooling around again, you brat? You never focus on training. All you know is chasing women. Watch out, or I'll break your legs." A middle-aged man appeared in the Main Hall, dressed in Miao clothing, with a broad face and large ears.
When he saw Cao Wuxin and her sister climb out of the car, the middle-aged man froze briefly, then gave his son a thoughtful look.
Tang Wen, however, was watching his hand.
He was playing with a snake.
It even seemed to be a king cobra, coiled around his arm.
When it saw Tang Wen and the others get out, the snake immediately raised its head and flicked its tongue, letting out frightening hisses.
"All right, Little Qing, go play." The middle-aged man patted the snake's head, and the king cobra obediently slid to the ground and headed outside.
"Come, just call me Miao Donglai. I'm the chief of this village. You've come a long way, so you're our guests. Let's go into the hall and rest first." Miao Donglai extended his hand.
"You're too kind, Chief Miao." Tang Wen reached out and shook his hand.
Pain immediately shot