I'm a son-in-law in heaven

God Fire Festival!
The surname Ji has not been so lively in hundreds of years.

As the bell rang, the entire Ji surname was busy.

The square altar is three feet high, and the altar can be seen from a long distance away.

Four ascending dragon roads connect the altar, red silk is spread, and loess pads the road.

The Qinglong White Tiger Suzaku Xuanwu Four Town Beast Banners were lined up at both ends, and crowds had already gathered under the altar.

Looking at the altar, Chen Yangyu couldn't help feeling emotional.

"It's really a big deal!"

Feng Lingyun was a little confused, so, "Senior, this is just a square earth platform, where is the big hand?"

Feng Lingyun couldn't figure it out.

Chen Yangyu turned his head and gave him a blank look, and responded: "What do you know, do you think that building a square platform is just a pile of soil?"

"Is not it?"

"If only it were that simple!"

Chen Yangyu chuckled.

"The soil used to build the altar is not ordinary soil, but Sihe soil. These soils are not so easy to get easily, and after that, they need to be polished layer by layer, so that the square high platform can be built, and each layer of soil They all need to be compacted, otherwise, if there is some trouble and the altar collapses, it will not be a joke."

Is that so?

Feng Lingyun seemed a little confused.

Zhao Sanyan laughed secretly, in fact it was not as Chen Yangyu said.

He waited for immortals to set up altars casually, pinching earth for incense and building stones for temples.

And this cumbersome altar ceremony is still passed down from the mortal world, firstly to show the sanctity of the ceremony, and secondly to show the mystery of the fairy gate.

To put it bluntly, I am fooling ghosts.

Zhao Sanyan thought it didn't matter, but those rules would not be changed.

After all, it is about the jobs of many people.

like now!

Chen Yangyu and his group went to the stage to sit quietly, and no one paid attention to them along the way, as if they were forgotten.

Fortunately, there are acquaintances.

"Senior, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

Cui Xing greeted Chen Yangyu and his party.

Chen Yangyu was naturally happy to see his old friend.

"Director Cui, how are you doing these days?"

"Thank you senior for remembering, and thank you senior for telling me so much before, and I haven't had time to thank you."

"This is unnecessary."

Chen Yangyu waved his hands nonchalantly. This kind of thing is a trivial matter, so there is no need to praise it endlessly.

"Senior, if the situation is not right later, please leave immediately!"

Cui Xing suddenly became cautious and approached to talk to Chen Yangyu.

These words made Chen Yangyu's eyes freeze.

"Director Cui said this, did he know something?"

Hearing what Chen Yangyu said, Cui Xing also let go of his hands helplessly.

"The Ji surname is very tightly covered, I really don't know anything here."

"However, if you want to come to the seniors, you can also notice the situation of the surname Ji. This place has almost become a world of its own."

The smile on Chen Yangyu's face never disappeared.

"Director Cui really thinks too highly of Ji's surname."

"There are accidents, but they are not as serious as Director Cui said. For now, unless there are some special regions formed by heaven and earth, they cannot be self-contained."

What can a mere real fairy do?
In the prehistoric world, true immortals are just little gods who have just gained some power to speak, and they are not worth mentioning at all.

But in this world, he became a big boss, an untouchable existence, which is simply ridiculous.

When Cui Xing heard this, he didn't know whether to say that Chen Yangyu was confident or ignorant.

The former is clear in his heart, and he is sure to deal with everything, while the latter is strong on the outside, but not useful on the outside.

"Senior is so confident? But what cards do you have?"

"My trump card has always been myself!"

Chen Yangyu said that he is currently the ceiling, and he doesn't know what panic is.

Cui Xing just laughed. Although he didn't express his opinion, he also expressed his attitude.

This is self-confidence!

It's just that this confidence made him feel uneasy.

Rituals of sacrifice are always so cumbersome.

First there are drums and zithers, then there are music and dances, the sacrifices of three animals fall on the altar, and there are hundreds of herbs to offer, and the incense burns in the four square tripods.

Just when Chen Yangyu was made drowsy by the tedious steps, the main event he had been looking forward to finally appeared.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of heavy footsteps came from outside, as if a gigantic object was walking, shaking the ground.

Chen Yangyu turned his head and saw eight strong men in fire robes walking slowly carrying a bronze coffin.

Not only did Chen Yangyu look confused at this scene, even Cui Xing also showed a confused expression.

Isn't it the fire festival?

The protagonist should be Shenhuo!

But how did this become a bronze coffin?

Could it be that they want to invite all the ancestors surnamed Ji out to bask in the sun for a while?

This process is not right!
"What's the situation? Could it be that the corpse is being sacrificed?"

Zhao Sanyan looked around curiously, his eyes full of desire to explore.

In the magic way, living sacrifices are emphasized, but now a coffin is being carried. This situation is really confusing.

Chen Yangyu also shook his head.

"What are you talking about, you will know soon after reading it, so be patient."

Zhao Sanyan rolled his eyes when he heard the words, do you have the face to say that to me?

I didn't panic like a dog.

But now is obviously not the time to talk about this.

The Patriarch of the family surnamed Ji was named Ji Jun, with white hair on his temples, which made his Chinese-character face more majestic and mature. At this moment, he was also wearing a fire-colored robe, standing in front of the altar, watching the coffin approaching step by step.

But for some reason, looking at Ji Jun in front of him, Chen Yangyu could always think of Feng Gudao in his mind, obviously these two were not twin brothers, but it was so strange.

Chen Yangyu himself couldn't figure it out.

Probably the temperament of these two people is too similar, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

I don't know what was inside the coffin. It took eight big men a quarter of an hour to reach the altar with a distance of only [-] meters.

The faces of the eight people were flushed, their skin was like fire, and the sweat on their heads was steaming like a boiled prawn.At this time, another group of people came to take over the positions of the eight people, and suddenly lost the weight, and the eight people almost fell to the ground directly.

This made Chen Yangyu more interested in the coffin.

It's just that it's not easy to go up and open someone's coffin to see it.

If you really do that, it's not a provocation, but a lack of heart.

It took a lot of hard work before the coffin was transported to the altar.

Standing on the altar, Ji Jun meticulously completed all the sacrificial steps, and then turned to look at the people present.

"Thank you fellow Taoists for coming to Ji surname today and participating in my Ji surname's fire sacrifice."

Ji Jun's opening was just a scene.

"Brother Ji Jun, what are you talking about? The surname Ji has always kept a low profile these years, and now that the God Fire Festival is being held, we naturally want to join in the fun."

The speaker was dressed in a black suit, with a straight figure and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

Let it be a little more elegant and easy-going!

It's just that they sang together, it feels like they have been rehearsed!