Qin Yuxi's head was wrapped in a baotou made of black yarn, and the animal bones on the baotou were hairpins, which fixed her hair, and white snow fell and stuck on her black baotou.

Qin Yuxi remained motionless and looked at the sixth master.

The sixth master wrapped around the patriarch's big bun, tied a horn knife around his waist, and stood on the platform with both hands, as if he had come to pick up something, kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, kowtowing all the way from his own house.

The patriarch and Jin Hua set off at the same time, Jin Hua is more beautiful, more visible, and naturally there are more people, and the sixth master is already old, even if he was young, he was a handsome young man, but when he was old, there was no ornamental value.

But the sixth master still came to the threshing floor from his own door, kneeling and kowtowing, and came towards the totem.

Approaching, the oldest old man in the village, hunched over, raised his hands above his head, presented Qin Yuxi with a soul-chasing flute and a word of sacrifice to the sky, and the patriarchs of the eighteen villages also walked out one after another, sitting cross-legged behind the sixth master.

The sixth master knelt, Qin Yuxi took the yellow paper in the hands of the old man next to him, and his hands trembled a little.

This is a holy decree, this is a holy decree, right? Why is this so like a holy decree? The back of the yellow silk silk is also embroidered with dragon patterns, fortunately, Qin Yuxi always runs the costume crew, and she also knows red tape, otherwise she looks at this heavenly book like a sacrifice to the heavens, and is afraid that in front of the eighteen village fathers and villagers, she will make a big appearance!

Therefore, the words of the Jieshan Cottage are so high-end that they are a holy decree?

The long incense was lit, the white snow, the cyan smoke, the beautiful golden flowers, the solemn new patriarch, countless spectators, the camera was quietly recording the bits and pieces of what happened here, Su Mulian's camera, a "click" for a while, and a "click" sound for a while, came out gently.

Qin Yuxi cleared his throat, slowly, in a clear voice, full of solemnity and solemnity, in dialect, word by word, reciting the words of sacrifice to heaven.

In fact, these words add up, and she doesn't understand what a word means, but I think these people here don't understand it like her.

So, she just read word by word, speaking slowly and clearly, and then when she finished reading, she rolled up the words of sacrifice to heaven that looked like a holy decree in her hand and put them into the hands of the old man who was hunched over.

Next, it is to put the soul chasing flute held by the old man in his hand and put it into the hands of the sixth master, Chen Yulian has already told Qin Yuxi about the procedure, this procedure has been simplified again and again by later generations, and there is no difficulty.

Qin Yuxi picked up the soul chasing flute and glanced at the sixth master, who kept his hands above his head, preparing to receive the flute in a posture that had not changed.

She held the Soul Chaser Flute, also holding her hands above her head, and turned to kneel down in front of the totem pole.

"Bye!"

An old man shouted loudly, and all the elderly people in the village, as well as all the patriarchs of the eighteen villages, as long as there were people who had faith in the totem in their hearts, knelt down.

Some of the young people were rendered by this atmosphere, and some were pulled by their parents and elders, and they also knelt down.

In an instant, a large area fell on the threshing floor.

Director Su and Su Mulian, that excited, their knees weakened, and they also knelt down in the earth-shaking horn sound, and immediately, Director Su reacted.

No, he came to find his son, but now his son can do without it, the documentary must be filmed!

Director Su hurriedly got up, ran away with the camera, found a wide angle, and continued to shoot.

The soldiers, as well as the county and town leaders who came to participate in the succession ceremony, withdrew one after another and stood around the threshing floor, looking at such folk customs and customs, their hearts were shocked and stirred.

Qin Yuxi held the soul chasing flute, held it high above his head, and bowed to the totem pole, bowing his head.

As soon as she knocked, the six masters behind her also knocked, and then the patriarch of the eighteen villages, the old people, young people, and children, knocked down one after another.

"Bye-bye!"

knocked down a large piece again, only to see his back to the sky, his forehead knocked to the ground, ancient beliefs, ancient customs, and blood boiling at the end.

"Three bows!"

The horn was high, and under the nine domes, the pious heart was vigorous, and at this moment, even the young people who didn't know anything felt a solemnity.

It was at this time that among the leaders who came to participate in the ceremony, there was a slightly chubby leader who said with some disapproval on his face:

"They are engaging in feudal superstition and are going to be criticized. ”

Another leader nodded, stammered, and echoed: "Yes, yes, County Magistrate Kang, this is to criticize, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the developer." ”

Among the soldiers, Qi Zihan was all over, his face was expressionless, he looked at the two leaders who spoke, and asked Yi Feng, the resident leader standing beside him, in a low voice,

"What's the matter with those two guys?"

Yi Feng glanced at the two leaders, tilted his head, lowered his voice and said to Qi Zihan:

"One of the two new leaders in the county is the county magistrate Kang, and one is in charge of tourism development. ”

"Tourism development?"

Qi Zihan's brain hurt a little, and he frowned:

"What do they want to do, develop this mountainous area?"

"There is such a rumor in the county, I heard that there are special tourism investment companies abroad that have taken a fancy to this mountainous area and plan to develop scenic spots, and the county leaders are very positive about this matter. ”

"Oh, dream!"

Qi Zihan sneered, this mountainous area is going to be developed into a scenic area, where is the Dongshan station, and where is the boundary cottage?

The key is that his family Yuxi is so beautiful and looks so good in a golden flower suit, but these two leaders said that his family Yuxi was engaged in feudal superstition, and Qi Zihan was very disgusted with the county's tourism development plan in an instant.

After a while, Qi Zihan slipped to Qi Ruiyuan, who was wearing a military coat, and said to Qi Ruiyuan:

"Do me a favor, old man. ”

"What for?"

Qi Ruiyuan looked at his granddaughter-in-law, he was watching it with relish, and he was beaten by his grandson, so he looked at Qi Zihan with vigilance,

"I don't have the money to borrow you, my money is all for my lovely Yuxi, you want money to find your mother!"

"What's yours?"

Qi Zihan glared at Qi Ruiyuan angrily,

"That's mine!"

Robbed Qin Yuxi with him, this bad old man is shameless.

Qi Ruiyuan was extremely cheeky, and put on a look of "you come to beat me" at Qi Zihan, and asked impatiently:

"What the hell are you looking for me for? Don't bother me if it's okay. ”

"Someone wants to develop a copycat in the world, and you use your privileges to make this matter worse. ”

Qi Zihan looked like an uncle, instructed his own grandfather, lowered his voice and said:

"They said that Jieshanzhai is now engaged in feudal superstition, and it is necessary to rectify this unhealthy trend. ”

"Wow! Which calf said that?"

Qi Ruiyuan blew his beard and glared, and when he glanced at it, he caught a glimpse of the leaders who were officials.