This day is the 10th day after New Year's Day, the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month.

At night, Xia Yuan slept in a daze and was beaten by Ying Sitong.

"Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan. ”

"What are you doing?" Xia Yuan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

It's not good to marry a daughter-in-law of the blood clan, and the schedule is not uniform.

At night, the spirit of the Bloodclan is dying.

Only on extremely rare days will the Bloods be sleepy all day.

"My back is so sore, you can press it for me. Ying Sitong scratched it for a long time and didn't scratch it, "It's here in the vest nest." ”

After she finished speaking, she was ready to lie down.

"Okay. ”

Xia Yuanyan didn't struggle, turned over and grabbed her with his hands.

After a while, a crisp [pop] sounded in the darkness.

Xia Yuan's hands were swollen, and the whole person sat up suddenly.

I saw Ying Sitong lying on the bed, looking at him angrily.

"Is that a back?"

"I'm really sleepy...... Xia Yuan said uncomfortably, "the front and back feel the same, how do I know?"

"It means that you are not careful! It means that you are not skilled enough!"

......

Early the next morning, Ying Sitong dragged Xia Yuan up from the bed.

When I opened the curtains, there was not even a shadow of the sun outside.

"What are you doing?" Xia Yuan was in a particularly bad mood, but he didn't dare to make the blood clan angry.

Take a look at the time:

3 a.m.

Damn!

It must be revenge!

Definitely!

Xia Yuan sighed helplessly.

When I turned around, I posted a circle of friends on my phone.

[Have you ever seen Yunze City at 3 o'clock in the morning?]

Attach a photo of the city in the dark, the lights in the distance are dim, and it looks like it has just fallen into the night.

A bunch of people below gave him a thumbs up.

Duan Qian: Hahaha, in Los Angeles, I said that it's still sunny here, why don't you come out and exercise?

Beibi: Then you don't have a confinement child, otherwise you will know what is the imperial capital at 1 o'clock, the imperial capital at 3 o'clock and the imperial capital at 5 o'clock

Huang Bo: You are worthy of being a time management instructor, you are so diligent and excellent

Su Qin: Play less multiplayer

......

Isn't this a bunch of fake friends?

Xia Yuan sneered twice, you replied so quickly, and you still have the face to say me.

After he posted on Moments, he fell asleep.

Dissatisfied, the Bloods slapped him on the back.

"What's the matter, Grandma?"

"Today is the Day of the Bloodline, this is the tradition of our Bloodline, and you, as my only Bloodline companion, are obliged to fulfill. ”

"What?" Xia Yuan thought he had misheard, "What did you say?"

"Blood Festival. ”

Ying Sitong stood in front of the bed with her hands on her hips and told him seriously.

"I have truly believed in your wickedness. ”

Xia Yuan was so shocked that he hurriedly flipped through the lunar calendar and the twenty-four solar terms.

"Today is the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, and even the Laba Festival is still many days away, did you tell me about the festival?"

Xia Yuan continued to Baidu again.

"Blood Festival, there is no such festival at all. ”

"You're not a Blood Clan, how can you know about our Festival?" Ying Sitong glared at him, "Blood Festival, but it's written in Article 22 of the Blood Clan Code. ”

"Huh?!"

Xia Yuan's mouth opened wide in disbelief.

Does the Bloodline Code care about this?

Just as Jiang Xiaoling got up to go to the bathroom, Xia Yuan dragged her over.

"What?!"

Jiang Xiaoling frowned and was very angry.

"At 3 a.m., do you want to let people sleep?!"

"Sister, your kidneys are not okay?"

Xia Yuan complained, and then asked her seriously, "You say, what festival is today?"

Jiang Xiaoling opened her sleepy eyes, tilting her head and thinking while scratching her stomach, "Today, on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, there are still many days left before the Laba Festival, what festival can it be?"

Ying Sitong hurriedly coughed twice and prompted, "Have you forgotten? Today is the Blood Festival of our Blood Clan, which commemorates the ancestors of the Blood Clan. ”

Jiang Xiaoling hurriedly nodded, "Yes, the son-in-law said that today is the Blood Clan Festival, and that is the Blood Clan Festival." ”

She said yes, yes?

Can you take a stand?

I don't know why, Xia Yuan has a feeling of being deceived.

"Okay, you say yes. ”

Xia Yuan admits that he is unlucky, who made the blood clan angry last night?

There are a lot of things to prepare for the Blood Festival.

"First of all, we have to prepare something to worship the ancestors of the Blood Clan. Ying Sitong said seriously, "I'll give you a list later, and you can buy it on the street when the time comes." ”

Xia Yuan nodded, the general festival is to worship the ancestors.

"Then what kind of money paper are we going to buy?" he asked Ying Sitong when he turned around.

The beautiful young woman of the blood clan fell into deep thought and did not speak.

Xia Yuan: "Heaven and Earth Bank?"

Little Eyes shook his head.

Xia Yuan: "Underpass Bank?"

Little Eyes shook his head.

"Could it be China Merchants Bank?"

It's a bit scary to burn real money.

"What is the noble identity of our blood clan, and we are also beating ordinary people when we go below, how can we be short of money?" Ying Sitong was very dissatisfied, "You buy a baby chicken and come back, remember to live." ”

"Huh?"

"It's a little rooster. ”

"Oh. ”

Before leaving the door, he saw the Bloodclan lick his lips.

......

At noon, the three of them had a whole chicken feast.

The blood is frozen first, and it should be used at night.

A live chicken was also left for the evening.

Before dinner in the evening, Ying Sitong prepared the candle brazier and three small bowls.

In front of the offering table, a knife was also placed.

Xia Yuan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, Ying Sitong put chicken blood into two of the small bowls, and the last bowl was reserved for Xia Yuan.

"The Blood Festival requires human blood sacrifices. ”

"That's too much, isn't it?" Xia Yuan frowned, "How can there be such an evil sect, it feels like we're doing something like black French." ”

"Bloodline Day, Article 22 of the Bloodline Code. Ying Sitong emphasized once with an expressionless face.

When Xia Yuan cast a gaze of help to Jiang Xiaoling, Jiang Xiaoling nodded indifferently.

"Yes, today is the Blood Festival, and the son-in-law is right. ”

I really believe you.

Xia Yuan frowned and slashed his palm with a knife.

Forget it, let's just compensate Ying Sitong, the blood clan is too terrible, say that she is good at everything, but don't make the positive and negative side reversed.

Neither does a tablet brain.

After doing this, the two men knelt in front of the candle.

"The ancestors and the ancestors are above, Sitong and her husband Xia Yuan have bowed to you. ”

Ying Sitong pulled Xia Yuan on the ground and snorted three times.

It's really ringing.

I thought there was an earthquake and dust fell from the ceiling.

"Make a wish, huh?"

Ying Sitong laughed.

"Do you want to make a wish too?"

Xia Yuan didn't understand it either, but he did the same, and followed Ying Sitong to close his eyes and fold his hands and make a wish.

When he opened his eyes, he found that the beautiful young woman of the Blood Clan had already dried three bowls of tomato juice.

"This is also part of the Blood Festival?"

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiaoling with a trust rating of 0.

Jiang Xiaoling was still expressionless, "What the son-in-law says is what it is." ”

......

Xia Yuan felt a little sorry for his blood.

It feels like the loss of the Blood Festival is a bit big.

Fortunately, his recovery was good, and by about 10 p.m., the wound was almost completely healed.

Ying Sitong said, "On the Blood Festival, you need to accompany the family members of the blood clan to watch horror movies. ”

"This is a bit excessive, isn't it?" Xia Yuan was so angry that he threw the gauze wrapped around his hand to the ground, "Don't you say that in the blood code written 1800 years ago, you would actually predict that there would be movies and horror movies in the future?!"

This is clearly nonsense!

Ying Sitong was extremely calm, just sat on the bed and patted the edge of the bed.

"The Blood Festival requires blood partners to kiss each other and ride a roller coaster. ”

Xia Yuan glanced at it, a little cautious.

"Hmm...... Come less. ”

"Then why don't you come?"

"Come, won't I lose a lot if I don't come?"

......

Today, Xia Yuan's defeat.

......

Addendum, Bloodline Code 22:

Bloodline:

Hitomi.

Then the day you love is the day of the blood.

Do the things you love on that day.

Rules from you.

If you love what you love, it is the day of the blood family.

Translation:

Pick a day you like as the Day of the Bloodline

Do what you love to do on this day

You set the rules.

As long as you're happy, then this day is Blood Day.

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