Intertwined Destinies of Bonds

Chapter 160 Two, October Ceremony

The Mountain of Sacrifice faces south from the north. At the foot of the mountain there is a cave as tall as a person. The entrance of the cave is covered with colorful flowers. On the east side stand two pure white marble statues of a man and a woman. The male statue is carrying a bamboo basket on the side. Head down, staring at the female statue, the female statue is holding a herb in her hand, with a slight smile on her face, as if talking to each other while walking.

The feet of the stone statue are covered with flowers, and the flowers meander all the way to the entrance of the cave, forming an endless colorful carpet in front of the cave.Yu Chigong watched from a distance, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the faces of the two stone statues looked familiar.

Not far from the entrance of the cave, there is a large three-legged copper incense burner with a tripod and a height of one person. The entire incense burner is cast in the shape of a blooming lotus flower, with cloud patterns cast under the lotus flower, and a hollow carved copper cover on the lotus flower. , in the center of the lid is a copper lotus bud waiting to be placed. A fire has been lit in the incense burner at some point, and it is slowly smoking at this moment, exuding a strong aroma.

Looking forward from the incense burner is a rectangular altar covered with a red carpet. The altar is five meters long and three meters wide. There are two large golden futons, three small golden futons, and eight silver futons Small white futons, these futons are neatly arranged in three rows, forming a trapezoidal formation.

Under the altar is the worship site for believers, surrounded by a white wooden fence more than one meter high, separating ordinary tourists from devout believers.

Different from the loess ground outside the fence, the ground inside the fence is covered with one-meter-square blue tiles, and a small gray futon is placed on each tile. Soon, these small futons are full of people one by one. The men in black robes, those men in black robes stood up in a well-trained manner facing the mountain of sacrifice, and the atmosphere around them became sacred all of a sudden.

With the beating of drums as fast as a waterfall, water-like music gurgled from the bands on both sides of the altar, and the clear and recognizable sound of footsteps came slowly from west to east.

Yuchi Gong followed the footsteps and saw that the crowd on the west side of the altar backed away one after another and made way for him. Not knowing what happened, Yu Chi Gong climbed onto Nangong Yu's back and supported him Looking over his shoulder, he vaguely saw a group of people with tall crowns and long robes with wide sleeves, under the guard of black robes, stepping on the red carpet, walking slowly towards the altar.

But the clear footsteps seemed to belong to only two people, step by step, stepping into people's hearts, he asked Nangongyu, Nangongyu felt the same way.

Yu Chigong was very curious and wanted to know what was going on, so he pulled Nangong Yu, hugged the big white bear, saw the needles, and got to the front of the crowd again.

When they squeezed to the front, the group of luxuriously dressed people just passed by and were about to step onto the altar, Yuchi Gong's sharp eyes saw Zhuo Yue and Lin Qingyuan walking in front of the group at a glance.

Zhuo Zhuo wore a crown of soaring clouds, a red robe embroidered with gold background, a pair of cyan boots with curly grass pattern on his feet, and a golden silk scroll in his hand. He had a solemn expression and a dignified manner.

Lin Qingyuan next to him was also wearing an e-crown belt, dressed in white clothes that were more snowy, with purple patterns like clouds, walking calmly, with a heroic posture, as if he was a god who left the world, a fairy who came to the world.

Last night, when Zhuozhuo wore this outfit and dragged Lin Qingyuan to show off in front of Yuchigong and Nangongyu, Yuchigong also made fun of him for a long time, saying that wearing such a headgear on him was a waste of money. Stepping past, Yu Chigong couldn't help applauding in his heart, Zhuo Zhuo and Qing Yuan's looks and demeanor made people think it was the reappearance of the snake god!

Excited to see, Yu Chigong looked at the two without thinking and blurted out: "Xi He!..."

Zhuoyou's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped, and the people who followed had to stop too, and stood firmly behind him.

The hunting wind blew slowly, and everyone's dresses fluttered gently in the wind. Lin Qingyuan held his breath, and secretly reminded Zhuoyou: "Don't look back."

"Master..." Excellence hesitated in his heart.

The slightly disturbed crowd suddenly fell silent when they heard this shout, and all eyes turned to Yu Chigong. When Yuchi Gong saw everyone looking at him, he knew that he had done something wrong. Instantly flushed, she turned around in embarrassment and buried her face in Nangong Yu's arms.

Nangongyu put her arms around his shoulders, smiled apologetically at the crowd, glanced at Zhuoyue, hugged Yu Chigong and returned to the crowd, and disappeared.

Looking at the two figures from behind, Zhuo Zhuo smiled slightly, turned his head and slowly walked up to the altar.

"You made a mistake, Zhuoyue." Lin Qingyuan also walked up to the altar, and stood behind the two big golden futons with Zhuoyue.

"I know." Excellence said heartily.

"Know that you are still turning back?"

"My baby is calling me." Zhuo Zhuo smiled lightly.

Lin Qingyuan gave him a sidelong glance, and stopped talking.

When everyone walked up to the altar, Dharma protector Hao Chenxi and Zhuo Qi stood on both sides of Zhuo Zhuo and Lin Qingyuan with a square painted halberd. Zhuo Zhuo looked forward, held up the golden silk scroll, bent his knees, and together with Lin Qingyuan, Kneeling straight on the big golden tuft of cattail.

Afterwards, Hao Chenyang, Zhuo Yuanxin, and Xiao Ziyin, who were standing at the back, all knelt on the small golden futon in the second row. Immediately afterwards, the eight collateral blood relatives of the Shenji family also knelt in the third row. In the end, all the believers in black robes under the altar knelt down on the small gray tufts in a grand manner.

Holding his breath and concentrating on it, keeping his mind humble, Zhuo Zhuo slowly unfolded the golden silk scroll, his vermilion lips parted slightly, his white teeth lightly closed, and his relaxed and relaxed voice resounded clearly in every corner of the sacrificial hall.

"In the ninth year of Jianghua's reign in Xin Guoguo, the high priest Zhuo Zhuo led all the believers in Lingnan City to sincerely worship the heroic spirit of the purple silk snake god on the mountain where the sacrifice was made. The two gods bless, save the dying and heal the wounded, help the poor and the poor, regulate the wind and rain, dispel disasters and avoid disasters. Significantly, so far.

Although the revered god has transformed into a real body, the heroic spirit still exists. He listens to the needs of the people every day and hears what the people want at night. For the blessing of the immortals, melons, fruits and delicacies are not enough to show their sincerity, and mountain delicacies are not enough to exhaust their meaning. Now we set up an altar and perform songs and dances to show the hearts of the people. Burn incense burners and pray amulets to honor the gods of the Holy Spirit.

If you are not talented in singing and dancing, look to the gods to smile and accept them, pray for sincerity, and ask the immortals to look at them.

The high priest Zhuo Zhuo led the believers in Lingnan City to worship the heroic spirit of the snake god and kowtow to pray. "

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Zhuo raised his scroll and bowed his head, and all the clergy and believers on and off the altar also knelt down, looked at the entrance of the cave, and bowed three times.The onlookers couldn't help but be infected by the sacred atmosphere, and their expressions became serious. For a moment, the world was solemn, and everything was silent.