With that, Ankuro went back to the corner of the side compartment inside the water cell door, sat on his back in a wicker chair, and took a drink.

Yeli leaned on the door of the water prison and looked up inside, except for the water swaying nearby, there was no end in sight to the black rumbling in the distance. He said secretly, "How ......big should this water prison be?" It doesn't matter how big it is! As long as the monster dares to come, I'll kill it. ”

Ankuro ignored the night and drank alone, talking to himself, while waiting for the monster to come and eat late, regardless of whether the hour was before Tatsumi noon or Shen Youxuhai.

It was already noon, and the Tati people's sacrificial altar of heaven was surrounded by colorful flags fluttering and crowds.

On the altar full of flowers, there are pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, sacrifices, melons and fruits, etc., piled up like a hill, full of dazzling, it is for the distant ancestor of the Tati people, Hua Tishen. The image of its god is more than seven zhang high, with a bull-headed human face, and a gilt bead is inlaid in the third eye on his forehead, carrying a lily hat and looking south.

Under the altar offering case, a large Ding furnace is placed on the left and right sides for the people to worship incense. A hundred meters away from Hua Tishen, a pile of firewood has already been piled up, which is divided into five layers, more than four zhang high, and is used by beacon fire channeling.

At this moment, suddenly the conch whined, the gongs and drums sounded in unison, and the ancestor worship ceremony slowly kicked off.

The crowd rushed to the altar like a tide, and one by one they rushed to the two furnaces on the left and right to beg for blessings. The figures were bustling, the footsteps were mixed, and they all retreated under the altar, gathered around the firewood stacks, kowtowed and prayed.

The furnace was filled with sandalwood incense in an instant, densely packed, and the cigarette smoke was swirling.

The large firewood stack had been lit, the flames were soaring into the sky, and the smoke was billowing out.

The deacons and elders kept sowing rice, sesame seeds, and all kinds of flower seeds into the campfire. The people kept kowtowing, like a flock of chickens pecking at food, and they didn't know what to say, but they were extremely serious and pious.

In a short time, more than a dozen wizards came slowly in shifts holding animal bones, branches, magic weapons and other objects, and began to dance around the bonfire, while muttering blessings.

Blood Wuyan is also sandwiched in it, the face is painted with colors, the whole body is colorful, and the dance is celebrated. He held a torch of incense in his left hand and a bronze axe in his right hand to show off his might.

The people around them lay on the ground and didn't dare to raise their heads, twisting their waists and swinging their hips like swimming snakes, and they also followed the blessings with hoho lotus in their mouths.

After rounding the bonfire eighty-one times, Xue Wuyan suddenly crossed the bronze axe and the lit giant incense, held it high in the air, and strode towards the Temple of Heaven, white smoke billowing behind him.

The wizards were still dancing around the fire, looking even crazier. The people around were roasted by the fire one by one as if they were coated with pig's blood sauce, and they couldn't help shaking their heads and screaming wildly.

Bloody Wuyan held up the giant incense and bronze axe, and sweated profusely and went straight to the altar. After swinging his hips and twisting his waist and jumping for a long time under the Huati God Throne, he inserted the torch of giant incense into the Dading furnace, and then knelt under the stone case, kowtowing and praying.

Smoke billowed from the fire and filled the sky.

Castles, mountains, and trees were shrouded in gray smoke, and the Temple of Heaven loomed in the clouds.

The people knelt down in the miasma, kowtowing incessantly, sweating like beans on their heads, falling straight down, and their clothes were already soaked, as if they had just been salvaged from the water. Some people in the crowd couldn't hold on, and fainted on the ground one after another. The people around them did not bother to look at it, but continued to pray with their chiefs and shamans, praying for the arrival and protection of the gods.

When the red sun gradually set in the western mountains, a light suddenly flashed on Hua Tishen's forehead, brilliant and brilliant sky. - The god of Huati has appeared!

Xue Wuyan suddenly stood up, facing that beam of divine light, waving an axe and dancing, divine power and martial arts.

The people were drunk and bowed and cheered.

In fact, it is nothing more than the afterglow of the setting sun that happened to shine obliquely from the gap in the canyon to the gilded beads on the forehead of Hua Tishen, which reflected the brilliance, which is also the skill of the ancestors of the Tati people, the place of wisdom, and the method of rule.

Taking advantage of the fading light, Xuewuyan danced three more turns and burned the blessings and blessings.

When the divine light disappeared and the heavens and the earth darkened, the sacrifice ceremony was coming to an end.

When the conch sounded, the sorrow was agitated, and the gongs and drums sounded in unison, shaking the earth.

The guard of honour had already started slowly, flying red and green back to Tatibao. Under the altar, the subjects and the people shouted long live the chief.

Blood Wuyan rode on the treasure chariot, held high the bronze axe, and flaunted his might all the way, and gradually disappeared into the cheers of the people.

Princess Zixi was worried about the life and death of Yeli in the Yingshen Temple, so she was hurt by the fire for a while, and was hurriedly carried to Liyuan by Yan Qiwu.

This Liyuan is a bloody palace garden, a water pavilion corridor, a rockery pond, a wing house and a pavilion, built all in one, quite a good place for leisure and rest.

After placing Princess Zixi in the clean room in the west, Yan Qiwu panicked to summon the witch doctor.

After a while, the witch doctor arrived. After observing it, he knew that it was because of the anger, so he only knocked and pinched the back of Zixi's neck a few times, which not only straightened out her five spirits and six qi, but also told Zixi to rest at ease, and he would heal himself. but go.

Only then did the elder father and son put a heart hanging over their throats back into their stomachs, and talked for a long time: although they regretted the life of the night left, they were even more happy that the chief had agreed to send troops.

Unconsciously, the maid entered the clean room to light the lights, but it was already the beginning of the lanterns, and the window was dim, and the autumn insects chirping were occasionally heard.

Suddenly, I heard the voice of the attendant outside the garden: "The chief is coming, come out quickly to meet him." ”

Before the words fell, the lights were dim, and the blood Wuyan had already walked into the gate of the garden with a spring breeze on his face, but he saw that he was wearing a gold hoop on his head and a peacock feather on his sideburns, which was quite the demeanor of a chief. He was followed by a few attendants, hooked and drooping their backs, holding some fruit cakes in their hands, solemn as corpses.

The elder father and son listened to the call and hurriedly greeted the door and waited.

"Can the princess rest in peace?" Before the elder father and son could reply, the blood Wuyan had hurried straight into the clean room.

Princess Zixi had already heard the rumors and hurriedly prepared to get up to meet her.

But Xue Wuyan had already walked quickly to the brocade couch, stretched out his hand to support Princess Zixi's shoulders and said, "The princess doesn't have to get up, she still lies down comfortably." ”

Princess Zixi's heart was warm for a while, and she slowly leaned on the brocade couch and said: "The chief has a lot of opportunities, and he can still come to see Zixi in his busy schedule, Zixi is grateful." ”

"The princess is very polite. The princess has come all the way to Tatibao, and I should meet her as soon as possible, but I am busy with affairs, and I can't leave it for a while, so I treat the princess slowly, and please don't blame the princess. Blood Wuyu said, instructed the attendant to put the fruit cakes on the table, and said, "These fruit cakes are the flavor of my Tati Fort, and the princess can taste them slowly." I still have something to do, so I can't bother. ”

After speaking, Xue Wuyan said to Elder Yanqi: "Elder, please come with me into the palace, I have something important to discuss with the elder." ”

Elder Yanqi bowed his head and promised.

Blood Wuyan stroked his chest with his right hand, bowed slightly politely to Princess Zixi, and turned to leave.

Elder Yanqi was very happy, and said to Princess Zixi: "As soon as the sacrificial ceremony is over, the chief has come to visit the princess, and at this time he has invited the old man to the palace, which shows that the dispatch of troops is promising." ”

Princess Zixi couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Uncle broke this heart for Zixi." When Zixi goes back, he will definitely explain to his father that he will thank him for his great kindness in the future. ”

"This is the uncle's business, and the princess doesn't have to be polite. After Elder Yanqi finished speaking, he instructed Yan Qisheng to take care of him at noon, but bowed to Princess Zixi and went out.

After a short time, Elder Yanqi came to the Tatibao dormitory and stood outside the gate of the inner palace and did not dare to trespass.

Xue Wuyan was lying on his back on the couch with a leisurely expression, thinking about his thoughts, and a few fancy waiters were rubbing his shoulders and feet for him.

When he saw the elder standing outside the beaded curtain, he beckoned, "Elder, don't be formal, please come in." ”

Elder Yanqi hooked his body to control his back, drilled the curtain in, stood on the side of the couch, and said cautiously: "The chief called the old slave, I don't know what to order?"

After Xue Wuyan ordered the maid to give him a seat, he smiled lightly: "I had a strange dream last night, but I don't know what the omen was. The elder is very knowledgeable and has a psychic mind in witchcraft, so please interpret this dream for me. ”

Elder Yanqi was very suspicious, and said: "Although the old slave is only a shallow learner, I hope to solve it, but I don't know what the dream is?"

A wisp of cunning flashed in Xue Wuyan's eyes, and he smiled and said, "I dreamed last night that a fairy came from the south and smiled at me frequently. Then a strange wind blew up, and the fairy was blown away without a trace. The fairy seemed to be a little familiar, but I didn't know where I had seen it.

I was thinking it was strange that the god Walti appeared in the sky. He said to me, 'This woman is Tatisin, and we will meet tomorrow, and you must welcome you back to the palace, or great trouble will be.' Get out of here!' Then the god Walti shoved me and fell me to my senses. It's strange to say, I really met Princess Zixi today, who looks like a fairy, is this the god of Walti asking me to ......?"

Blood Wuyan suddenly accepted his voice, and did not say a word, pretending to be contemplative.

Elder Yanqi heard the tumbling and fighting in the clouds at first, but then he heard some clues, and secretly said: Where did you have any strange dreams? Bacheng took a fancy to Princess Zixi's appearance, used the dream to talk about things, and brought out the great god Huati to deter, and wanted to make me a matchmaker. But if this matter is not handled well, if you say that you will send troops to help, even your life will be worried!

He pondered for a moment, and then muttered, "The old slave has understood the meaning of this dream, so he will explain it to the princess." ”

"Hahahaha...... The old elder is indeed the master of my Tati tribe, and this chief is waiting for the good news of the elder. After the deed is done, there must be a lot of rewards. Blood Wuyan slapped the edge of the couch and laughed happily.

Elder Yanqi was resigned and cautiously withdrew from the dormitory.

Elder Yanqi reluctantly returned to Liyuan and told Princess Zixi about the dream of seeking marriage from Blood Wuyan.

After hearing this, he exclaimed: "In the Yingshen Temple, I have already seen some clues, and now it is true." ”

"My father is in danger and doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, how can Zixi have the heart to talk about his children's private affairs? Zixi said with a sad face.

"Alas...... The old man doesn't know. Elder Yanqi sighed: "The chieftain is just a momentary lust, and he has no intention of marrying the princess at all. Even if the chief is sincere, I know that the princess may not be willing to marry the chief, but if the princess does not agree, the chief will definitely not send troops to help, this matter is very tricky, the princess should think carefully. ”

Princess Zixi has already had a good impression of Yeli, not to mention that the blood is fierce and cunning, and everyone knows it. She tightened her thrush and said gloomily: "Zixi knows about this relationship, but ......"

"It's... Isn't it difficult for a strong man to take advantage of the danger of others, and wait for me to persuade the chieftain to go. Yan Qiwu was indignant and turned around to leave.

The elder grabbed Yan Qiwu and said, "The chief said this through the mouth of the great god Huati, which shows that he is thoughtful, and he will not give up if he does not marry the princess." The chief's temper, you don't know, you go to persuade you, don't you kill yourself?"

"It's... This... How can this be!" Yan Qiwu sighed.

The two were worried, and Zixi was grateful.

She pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Please uncle tell the chief, just say that marriage is a lifelong event, according to the number of etiquette, there must be the words of the matchmaker, and the order of the parents." Zixi's parents are not around, and they dare not be their own masters?"

It turns out that the Kejing, Tati and other ethnic groups in the Southern Great Wilderness have been influenced by the Eastern Civilization since ancient times, and the marriage etiquette is more effective and imitated.

When Elder Yanqi heard this, he patted his forehead and said happily: "There is such a thing in the marriage matter, but it is a good way to refuse, wait for me to go and talk about it." ”

As he had said, Elder Yanqi took three steps and two steps, and came to the dormitory in a hurry, explaining the matter to Xuewu.

Blood has no taste, food is not sweet, and I can't sleep, so I look forward to good news.

Hearing Elder Yanqi's remarks, since the princess didn't agree, Xuewuyan's face immediately became gloomy, and he said in a muffled voice: "The great god of Huati has already revealed to me, if I don't marry the princess, my Tati clan will have a great disaster." How dare I disobey the gods? Anyway, marrying the princess is a major matter of the Tati tribe, and I can't count it if I say it alone, so tomorrow I will summon all the elders, wizards, and ministers to the Mingguang Hall to discuss this matter. You go back quickly and persuade the princess, be sure to know the benefits, and bring her to the main hall tomorrow. After speaking, he didn't say anything, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and ordered the elder to retreat.

Elder Yanqi retreated in fear, returned to Liyuan, and explained the matter in detail.

Zixi was anxious.

The elder father and son also had nothing to do, and each sighed, and the elder father and son left the garden.

Yeli leaned against the inner door of the water prison, his two arms were tied tightly by the scissors, and his legs were also tied so strong that he could not move. It is a little longer, numbness and pain in the hands and feet. He wanted to get out early and was afraid that it would be a good thing to alarm Ankuro, so he had to endure the pain for the time being and keep silent, but in his heart he was anxious for the monster to appear.

The dungeon was empty, silent, except for the smell of rotting flesh and bones. Outside the water prison, weeping and weeping, intermittently, endlessly. The green-haired monster Anculo was still sitting in the corner, drinking and enjoying himself.

Time ticks in the dark, but who can tell if he is ugly in the water prison.

At some point, I heard the sound of bubbles gurgling underneath the water.