at night.

On both sides of the Yellow River, the reflections of the towering peaks are cast on the river under the refraction of the moonlight.

Around, there are gusts of wind blowing from time to time.

The flame of the torch was constantly swaying in the air, as if it would go out at any moment.

Wang Yang and others spent an afternoon.

A temporary wooden altar was built on the edge of the river beach.

Yang Yue was helped up to the altar and tied directly to the wooden post.

Her thin figure swayed gently in the strong wind.

And Wang Fusheng has already stepped onto the altar.

He threw away the crutch in his hand, then raised his hands above his head, and spoke plausibly.

While chanting obscure words that were similar to spells, he began to slowly turn around Yang Yue.

The villagers in the entire Wangjia Village were all kneeling on the ground, and they looked at Wang Fusheng on the altar devoutly.

"Lin Xiao, shall we kneel?"

Zhang Sheng glanced sideways at Lin Xiao, and asked cautiously.

"In this life, my knees are only on my parents, not gods, Buddhas, or ghosts."

Lin Xiao spoke slowly.

"This……"

Zhang Sheng looked embarrassed.

Time passed slowly.

After about ten minutes, Wang Fusheng finally finished reading.

He stopped suddenly, then looked at Wang Yang and the others: "Sacrifice!!"

Follow his words.

Wang Yang and his group carried the sacrifices one after another, walked to the edge of the river beach, and then threw them all in.

When the sacrifice entered the water, there was a rumbling sound of splashing water.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Fusheng actually started dancing on the altar, which looked somewhat ridiculous.

but……

There were more than 200 people present, but no one laughed.

on the contrary……

Their faces became more dignified and more nervous than the other.

The surface of the water was still the same as before, without too many waves.

The turbid river water rolled up a few waves from time to time.

Another ten minutes passed.

Still nothing unusual.

As a result, everyone panicked.

"Why is there still no movement..."

"The River God didn't expect us to attack him today, did he?"

"It must be so! The River God is all-knowing and omnipotent! It must already know!"

"Then... what to do then!"

"Could it be... are we really going to die?!"

They all whispered.

"Lin Xiao, what's going on? Why isn't there any splash?"

Zhang Sheng turned into a curious baby.

Lin Xiao glanced at him: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

"Grandma has a leg, this guy... is a bit of a chicken thief!"

Zhang Sheng cursed and said.

"Put down the sacrifice!"

Suddenly, Wang Fusheng's voice on the altar suddenly increased a bit, extremely loud.

"A sacrifice?"

Zhang Sheng thumped in his heart, "Isn't it just throwing Xiao Yang down?! This is absolutely not possible!"

Wang Yang on the side explained, "It's not thrown directly into the water, but put on a small wooden boat..."

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