Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

The shopkeeper put a few dishes on the table, and Ji remembered that the people of Wuqi country love epiphyllum, and offering sacrifices to the god of epiphyllum is nothing new.

"Ji Tan Shen? This is not a royal city, why is there such a big fanfare?" He leveled a pair of wooden chopsticks, and Ji immediately looked at him thoughtfully.

Hearing what he said, the shopkeeper couldn't help admiring the man in the gauze hat in front of him, "The guest officer is right. I wonder if the guest officer has noticed the stone monument erected outside the town when he came?"

Ji Wenyan was silent.

A silhouette that hastily passed by when he lifted the curtain of the car appeared in his eyes, "Huasha Town..."

"Don't look at our small town, but here is the 'Three Thousand Epiphyllum Killing' inscribed by Her Majesty the Empress. Your Majesty always likes to be lively. I heard that there are big figures from the city of Epiphany to preside over this sacrifice. It used to be dignified."

The shopkeeper spoke eloquently.He and Ji Lianmou were both afraid of the "big man" she called.

"Can the shopkeeper tell us the format and taboos of attending the meeting tomorrow?" He thought about it, and finally decided to join in the fun, after all, life is in danger.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun cast a long silhouette on the small town. On this day, the streets and alleys in the town were hung with epiphyllum blooming sequentially, or crimson like clouds, or pure white like snow.

Outside the gates, large and small, there are many kinds of epiphyllum with different styles, which make the passersby overwhelmed.

In the small town, everything is waiting for order, and there are many guards on both sides of the street in military uniform, ready to fight.

He pushed open the casement and looked at the corner of the eaves below for a while. Occasionally, one or two flying insects floated to the vase in front of the window and nodded their wings at a branch of epiphyllum.

He didn't know that the epiphyllum in Wuqi Kingdom actually appeared in the daytime, and the flowers bloomed unbeaten within two days.

The town meeting to sacrifice to the God of the Epiphyllum will be held in the evening, when the Epiphyllum is so delicate and beautiful that it can be regarded as the most beautiful.

Ring the bell and pluck the piano, decorate the lanterns and festoons, and the meeting will not be adjourned until midnight.

After the meal, the sun slanted to the west, and the dim sunlight fell under the willow tree at the entrance of the alley. Ji standing under the tree took his arm, and he immediately looked back and smiled, "Let's go, the town meeting is about to start .”

When Ji was stunned, he could not help but grab Ji backhand and lead Ji to the crowded street.

At this time, the men and women who passed by him were all young talents with good demeanor, like tourists from all over the world.

According to the shopkeeper, Huasha Town is full of people only on the day of offering sacrifices to God of Darkness, and the business of attracting customers is also the best.Now it seems that it is really the case.

Immediately after the town meeting started, all the passers-by in the fair dressed up, went to the gauze hats and folded their fans, and treated each other frankly.

But at this time, without wearing a gauze hat, he kept pulling Ji forward, and Ji followed him, step by step.

Halfway through, for some reason, he always felt that people around him were getting closer and closer, and some even deliberately bumped him with their shoulders.

He stood in the crowd and watched, looking around, most of them were tall women in skirts; while the men in long robes and crowns were especially petite with flowing belts.

The unique customs of this women's country have to be said to subvert the secular existence.He shook his face and continued to move forward. Seeing this, Ji was amused by his expression and moved the corner of his mouth, but he still didn't open his mouth.

He frowned to avoid the woman who was about to pass by, and just quickened his pace, but found that Ji behind him had let go of his hand, turned around, and put a mask on his face.

He took a closer look and couldn't help blurting out, "It's ugly."

He turned his head closer, looked at the grimace on the bronze mirror, and smiled.

Ji Shen kept his face silent, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Originally, Ji just couldn't help but want to use the mask to cover the handsome face of the person in front of him, which is comparable to a banished fairy, but he didn't think about it, and got this pair of 梼杌 mask just by grabbing it.

At this moment, the old lady who sold the mask suddenly chuckled, "You two young masters are really interesting! Did the young master take a fancy to this mask?"

The old woman pointed at him who was wearing a dark green animal mask.

His dark eyes were dark, and he nodded for a long time before he nodded in a daze.

He reached out to take off the mask, and the fangs of the ferocious and terrifying beast were bared. It was the ancient beast——梼杌.

He put the 梼杌 mask in his palm, and there were ever-changing ups and downs in his eyes.Who would have thought that this ancient ferocious beast that everyone flocks to is the patron saint of the people of Ji Kingdom.

He tightened a string in his heart, and Ji Dandan chose the 梼杌 at the mask booth. After all, it still reminded him of Ji Guo's past.

Seeing this, Ji felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to reach out to snatch the mask, but he raised his hand to stop it.

"It doesn't matter." The past is like smoke, just blow it away.

The dim and yellow lights flickered, blurring his bright side face soaked in the shredded tobacco.

Ji's gaze was a little deep, and he lowered his eyes, and sighed in his heart.

After a while, the old woman who sold the mask said quietly: "If there are talented people, don't teach them a lesson. If you don't know how to lie, you will be stubborn if you tell them. If you abandon them, you will be arrogant. If you are arrogant and ruthless, you will disrupt the sky. The 梼杌."

The old woman smiled and talked about the ancient fierce beasts, her tone was straight and calm.

He was noncommittal, and Ji Wen's breath sprayed on the top of his hair.

He put on the mask and glanced at the mask shop.

He picked up a mask. The first part of the mask was curved like a bull's horn. The huge mouth was wide open, with sharp teeth like saws, and the mouth was tightly locked.

"On the mountain of Gouwu, there are many jades on the top, and there are many coppers on the bottom. There is a beast, its shape is like a sheep's body and a human face, its eyes are in the armpit, tiger teeth and human claws, its sound is like a baby, the name is roe owl, it is a food people."

He also stretched out his hand to put the mask on Ji's face, and said with a smile, "The gluttonous."

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, showing an obvious desire for revenge.

Ji's eyes flicked over the 梼杌 mask, and his eyes fell on the bronze mirror hanging on the mask booth. In the bronze mirror, both of them had the ferocious appearance of ancient beasts.

Ji stroked the two fangs in the mouth of the mask, and for a moment, he felt a little uncontrollable distraction.

"The two young masters have really good eyesight. These two masks were carved and painted by the most famous craftsman in the town. If you like them, you can discount the two masks, and give the two young masters an epiphyllum lantern." The old woman smiled, very kindly.

He heard that he bought both masks.

In the evening, the lights were brightly lit, three bronze bells rang, and the lyre on the attic was immediately plucked by jade fingers, with clear and melodious sounds gurgling out.

The town meeting that everyone has been looking forward to has finally begun——

Holding the epiphyllum traveling lantern presented by the old lady, he looked back at Ji who was also wearing a beast mask, "The shopkeeper said that the town meeting will be held at Qiongtai, and now is the time for the ceremony to begin."

It is rare that this time Ji is also very interested in the ceremony of the town meeting.

Ji raised his eyes and looked at an official sedan chair surrounded by guards not far away. Priests lined up in front of the official sedan chair painted faces and held sticks, jumping up and down and shaking their heads, using the ancient Nuo opera to pray and sacrifice.

The priests went up the steps and stood on both sides of Qiongtai. The priests holding leather drums sang sacrificial music around the flower-tailed God Tan, and then poured wine from cornel on the six-petal lotus platform at the feet of God Tan.

"The sacrifice begins, please be quiet and bow down—" the priest shouted loudly facing the crowd below.

Priests knelt down and chanted.All the people in the audience looked solemn, knelt down, clasped their fingers, and prayed silently.

He followed the actions of the people around him and knelt in the crowd, closed his eyes and held his breath, while Ji knelt on the ground in vain, looking straight at the God of Tan, who was worshiped by the people of Wuqi Kingdom. The three-foot lotus platform is as crimson as blood.

The priest got up again and shouted: "Pray for the blessings of the God of Tan, so that there will be good weather in the coming year!"

Everyone immediately stood up and echoed, the sound waved one after another, and the lights would shine brightly against the epiphyllum branches thrown into the air.

At this time, the official sedan chair parked under the stage slowly descended, and soon, a pair of brocade silk shoes with dark patterns of lotus flowers came out of the sedan chair.

He and Ji Yingsheng raised their eyes, and they saw a woman with a slender waist wearing an emerald palace dress with pleats of flowers, double buns and a high crown.

Seeing this, all the priests kowtowed and kowtowed.

The old priest who has always presided over the sacrifice bowed and saluted with a sophisticated and dignified etiquette.

"I'll pay my respects to Master Guoshi!"

"Master Wang Guoshi, pray to God to bless Wuqi's country and people!"

Suddenly, a large area fell to its knees.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he saw the coldness in Ji's eyes that was full of fighting intent.

He followed Ji's line of sight to look at the woman who originally lived in the Wuqi Observatory, and her steady footsteps moved forward slowly, peacefully and gracefully, her eyebrows were like jade, and there was a vast cloud of dust-like smoke that slowly permeated the whole body, dense and faint. Eyes, reminding us of immortality.

This is Qin Miao, the sister of Queen Qin of Wuqi Kingdom.

"The fairy road meets the dust, and the red furnace touches the snow."

Qin Miao walked slowly towards Qiongtai while everyone was holding their breath, took the wolf hair from the hands of the priest, flamboyantly, and wrote another inscription.

He whispered those few numbers, and for a moment, there was an elusive meaning.

The inscription hangs high above the Qiong Tower.

After the priest shook the drum and danced, Qin Miao stood on his side with an armrest, the smile on his lips seemed to be in bud, and the golden wave flowed.

"The sacrifice is over, and the town meeting has officially started. This time, the rope dance will be drawn according to the number, and the winner will be awarded by Qin himself. Everyone, please take the number plate that was randomly distributed."