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The next morning, a witch attendant came to invite him, saying that the witch god was waiting for him at the altar.

He Jingzhen was led to a viewing platform by the witch attendants, which was built according to the situation of the mountain, overlooking from a high position, the entire altar for worshiping the gods can be seen in a panoramic view, and the view is excellent without attracting attention.He was invited to show him the grand exorcism ceremony held once every ten years on the sacred mountain.Five thousand witches, big and small, gather on the altar and beat a huge drum in front of them with the same rhythm. Aetna.The belief in ghosts and gods on the sacred mountain is not blindly prostrate on the ground. They regard the witch and god as a divine medium that reaches the heavens and the earth, and the ghosts and gods have desires and demands. If you want to exchange everything you want to get at a price, just eat the offerings and do things well. If you just eat and do nothing, then the gods will use some means to admonish these greedy and lazy ghosts, or provoke, or beat and scold, and even worse. What's more, lure them with sex, and bargain again when the ghosts can't help themselves.In the process of bargaining, only the mediums, ghosts and gods, as well as idlers, etc. will retreat. After retreating, only the witches and gods will be left on the altar for a few miles around. Flirting, sex, seduction and dedication are hidden and private. As for What method is used to "move ghosts and gods" depends on the ability of witches and gods.

Most of the time, the gods and ghosts are able to "take benefits and do practical things", but there are also some powerful evil gods who don't pay attention to mortals who are as small as dust, and the gods who penetrate the sky and the earth are nothing but flesh and blood. Why do you want to listen to him? !It is natural to eat and worship for free, but what can you do to me if you sit on the ground and play tricks?

The desire of evil gods is more intense than other ghosts and gods, as big as the ocean, but specific and subtle, especially easy to be confused by the appearance of the world. At this time, it is time to "sacrifice with color".

Before the Nuo dance of the witch gods begins, it is a living sacrifice.Five hundred cows and five hundred sheep cut their throats and drained their blood, poured their blood into the five hundred blood troughs chiseled on the edge of the altar, and the blood slowly flowed to the altar along the inscribed patterns of phoenix birds, and finally gathered in the altar of the witch god. Under the huge drum standing there, a small sea of ​​blood formed, with a pungent smell.The witch god cut his thumb and dripped blood into the sea of ​​blood under the drum, and the grand Nuo ceremony began.

The sound of five thousand giant drums beating resounded through the sky, piercing the sky and piercing the earth. He Jingzhen was so shaken by the sound that his internal organs almost fell out of their shells.He smashed his ears, and his sight was glued by the witch god—this day he broke the routine, and changed into a divine robe embroidered with a black dragon on a red background. It was fiery red, and a black dragon in the middle was wrapped around his right chest from his right chest to his left ankle.Once dancing, the dragon will appear and disappear in a layer of red, seeing the head but not the end.The drums are getting faster and faster, and the Nuo dance of the witches and gods is also changing. The speed, strength, and lightness of the body are not like what should be in the world.

He Jingzhen was stunned. He always thought that everything related to "dancing" was gentle and delicate, soft and graceful, or it was purely for fun.I lived in the Miao village when I was young, and I saw the young and strong laborers in the village dance the Nuo dance during the New Year's Eve. A dozen or so people put on clothes, red and green, blue and purple, and various colors. Under the leadership of the elders in charge, they danced all the way along the Qingshiban Road, dancing from house to house, and going from house to house to entertain and ask for rewards. Everyone can join in the fun, which is somewhat indecent.When I was older, I went to the market with Kunlun, and I also saw the young lady of the Caotai team babbling and playing with two water sleeves on the stage, twisting the waist of the water snake, sad and seductive.When have you ever seen this kind of "dance" with wind and thunder sandwiched between it, which can make people lose their souls at any time?That kind of lingering and fierce, that kind of one sun coming back after no grass grows, those who are restless may even run away with their minds!How could the witch god who sacrificed with Nuo dance be Kunlun?

He Jingzhen let this knowledge hurt his heart again, he couldn't take it anymore, so he wanted to withdraw from the viewing platform and return to his small side hall, or find a cliff to practice his mind, anyway, don't stay here just go.He turned around and left, but the witch attendant who was guarding at the side didn't dare to stop him, or maybe he was dumbfounded.Going down the stairs, just two steps down, the witch attendant who stayed on the viewing platform suddenly let out a small exclamation that could not be suppressed. The next ray of light, the color of the light is very pure, the golden color is thinned and spread down one after another, just covering the huge drum where the witch god is standing.Five thousand witches, big and small, receded like a tidal wave, even those standing on the viewing platform and those who were on guard all around were completely evacuated.He also sensibly retreated together, and the chief witch came over and whispered: "The witch god please stay on the viewing platform."

What is this again?

He Jingzhen frowned, doubts and dissatisfaction were all in the corners of his eyes and brows.The chief witch didn't say a word, and merged into the hurriedly retreating witches, big and small, and disappeared after a while.

This kind of unprecedented thing, except for the witch god, no one can understand.

Only the witch god and the light were left on the altar with a radius of several miles.There is a shadow under the light, a very strange shadow, it is not the shadow of a drum, nor is it the shadow of a witch god, it may be more appropriate to say that it is a black mist that looks like a shadow.The black mist climbed up along the edge of the drum, lifted the robe of the witch god, which was embroidered with black dragons on a red background, and slipped in from the bottom of the robe, and then the witch god was naked from the upper body, and the silver hair hung down to fill another robe, looming, without a trace, Have fun.There is no trace of femininity in this romance, it is upright and positive, bright and upright without being obscene.The black mist followed the witch god, as if begging for a good time.The witch god dodged left and right, like hiding and attracting, the black mist became thicker and thicker, slowly enveloping the witch god.What He Jingzhen saw on the viewing platform was that he was entangled with a shadow, and the more he looked at it, the weirder it became, his mouth was dry and his eyes were sore.He didn't know if he had passed through his mind for the following actions - he picked up a stone and threw it towards the black mist. It was too far away, and he missed the hit. He hurried down from the viewing platform, his eyes searching all the way, weighing Seeing that there was something he could hold in his hand to strengthen his courage, he asked him to find a branch, holding it in his hand, and ran all the way towards the altar.He didn't know how he passed through the hurricane that was impenetrable to life and death on the edge of the altar, and he didn't know what he was going to do—to save Kunlun from fire and water?But that is a shaman god who penetrates heaven and earth!Need him to save? !Then what is he doing?It was still far away, so I used all my breastfeeding strength and shot the branch like an arrow, piercing the black mist.

The witch god obviously didn't expect that he would come out halfway, and he was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the branch that finally withered and fell to the ground due to lack of energy, and then at the little black spot that stopped far away, still in a throwing posture, The eyes are alive, it can be called love and pity.The love and pity is so heart-melting, what is there to flirt with ghosts and gods here?Just want a quick fix.He took out the dagger at his waist and plunged into the black mist wrapped around his body, a stream of black juice sprayed out, the black mist and light disappeared silently, and the sky was as clear as ever.The witch god jumped off the giant drum and walked towards He Jingzhen step by step.

People who have acted in a single-minded manner just now, but don't know how to end their actions, are now in a dilemma.When he was about to leave, the witch god came very quickly, and he was less than three zhang away in an instant.If you want to stay, what is the explanation for those actions just now?

"Fatty, don't be afraid." The witch god stood still in front of him, took his right hand and rubbed it gently, comforting him in a warm voice.

Afraid?What are you afraid of?Is this too out of context?

He Jingzhen looked up at the witch god who treated him like a three-year-old child, and felt that the way things were going was a bit strange.He left him alone just to make him "scared", and then to kill demons and demons, and then let him "don't be afraid"?

"I'm not afraid." He Jingzhen was awkward and wanted to withdraw his hand, but the strength of that arm was no match for the pampered witch god, his stubborn temper became irritable, and he struggled several times in a row. Lie down well in the palm of others.He couldn't leave, couldn't stay, and couldn't stay, so he was so stuffy that he didn't look at him at all, and stared at the black dragon with its teeth and claws on the witch god's divine clothes. It is at the same level as the dragon's head, that is to say, the height only reaches the shoulders of others, so the two or three rounds of pulling all the sticks over the years are in vain.So he became more and more frustrated, and was so frustrated that he wanted to retreat, so he simply returned to Chunshui Cottage to serve Master.The old man has only taken in three apprentices in his life, and it is not too much to keep one by his side to talk and relieve boredom.

At that time, it was just an idea, not familiar with it, with so many entanglements, and I couldn't figure it out for a while, so I buried it in my heart first, thought about the words carefully, it's best to leave without any worries, and don't offend anyone.

After waiting for a few more days, it has been less than half a month since I came to Shenshan Mountain. This kind of idleness, except eating, drinking, sleeping, practicing kung fu, and waiting for the visit of the witch god, has gradually become unfeasible.Teenagers always have the restlessness of leaving home, rushing in their hearts like wild horses, and finally can't close the day.

It was also evening, and the witch god came to accompany him for dinner, which was also unnecessarily rich, and he suffered the same as eating.He Jingzhen saw that Wu Shen was in a good mood, with tenderness and smiles in his blue eyes, so he tried to speak: "...I want to go back to Chunshui Cottage to have a look."

The witch god raised his hand violently, then stopped, and slowly put the picked vegetables into He Jingzhen's bowl, slowly put down his chopsticks, and then said slowly: "Just go back and have a look?"

At this time, dozens of witches had long since disappeared, only the main hall of the two of them was very empty, and the strong wind came in, making the curtain flutter.

"Master is getting old, go back and take care of him..." He Jingzhen suddenly became unreasonable and angry for some reason.

"Xiao Yishan is a great Confucianist in the world, and the line of people who look after him can't be exhausted from the southwest to the Han, how about you?" The witch god squinted at him, with a smile on his lips, laughing that he couldn't even make up a lie.

"The three disciples accepted by Master, I am the closest. It is only natural for me to go back and take care of them. Besides, isn't it better for my own disciples to take care of me than outsiders?" He Jingzhen didn't lie completely, he just pulled the banner of Master Tiger Pi, secretly planning to escape from the days when no one needs him to save the water and fire.

"Oh, how long will it take?" The witch god didn't expose it at the time, let's see how he made it up.

"...Half a year..." After half a year, he has already entered the troubled times of Han soil, who can get his needle?

"What about in half a year? Are you coming back?" The witch god lowered his eyes, covering the severe pain in his eyes.

"..." He Jing really didn't think so far, the farthest he could go was half a year later when he was in troubled times and dripping into the sea.

"Don't go!!" The witch god slapped the table with his palm, and the silver chopsticks were broken into several pieces, and the corpse was placed on the spot.

For so many years, the witches have only seen the sorcerer who is as calm as still water and everything goes to the end. How often have they seen him so hysterical and angry?They didn't dare to come up to touch the mold, quietly closed the door and locked it, and kept silent outside the door like a cicada.

"..." He Jingzhen did not expect that the witch god, who has always spoken concisely, would use three words to make an arbitrary decision, deciding whether he will stay or not.

Both sides were so angry that they couldn't speak for a while, and the silence was filled with gloom that was about to rain.

"...Am I your private property?" He Jingzhen asked tremblingly.

One sentence overturned the jar of bitterness that contained all kinds of "can't ask for suffering" of the witch god.

Well said!Is it because I take you too seriously that I have to look at your face again and again when I say a word and take a step?If it is really private property, it would be fine. After the power reaches its peak, what private property can't be bought or snatched?Is it necessary to suffer so much day and night and endure hardships?Do you need to go to great lengths to hide my dirty thoughts?I've already done everything!