Chapter 118: Sacrifice (3)
"Are you ready?"
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"Hmm. ā
"Then I'll get started. ā
In the guest room, Feng Jiuyin sat cross-legged on the bed, supporting Xia Qing's crooked body that was about to fall down at any time.
Qu Ziyan and Mo Chen stretched out a hand on Feng Jiuyin's body.
"Hoo ......"
He exhaled softly, his hands suddenly straining.
A gust of palm wind whistled past him.
Qu Ziyan seemed to be casually transmitting his internal force, but his eyes were always firmly fixed on Xia Qing's face.
Mo Chen looked at Qu Ziyan and was slightly distracted.
Feng Jiuyin's expression was rare serious, he had always been smiling and looked at Xia Qing seriously, and he didn't dare to ignore the slightest change.
Before starting, he asked Old Man Hua for a Soul Rejuvenation Pill.
After all, the internal force in Xia Qing's body is too strong, and if he is not careful, he is likely to be counterattacked.
Old Man Hua stood aside and watched the three young men save his closed disciples with serious faces.
He was a little unhappy in his heart, not because he couldn't save Xia Qing, but because the only three soul rejuvenation pills he had left were put into two at once, and now he himself had one left.
This is a precious pill that his master has practiced for ten years.
The legendary elixir that can bring the dead back to life.
If this girl Xia Qing wakes up today, she must let this girl know how much sacrifice he has made as a master.
"Poof. ā
Xia Qing, who had not moved, suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood.
"Come on, now force out a mouthful, spit out all the stuff on her chest and wake up. ā
Feng Jiuyin secretly stepped up.
"Where are you going?"
In the hall, Chu Qiao, who had been sitting in the main seat, had just gotten up and was caught by Ah Zhu.
"No..... Just go... Get rid of it. ā
Chu Qiao said goodbye to the hair on his forehead, and smiled a little stiffly, "You are watching here, if there is something, remember to come to me." ā
"Go.... Looking for you in the latrine?"
Ah Zhu felt the corners of his mouth twitch.
"Of course not ......."
"If the drought is great, it cannot be pushed. Conscientious, like thunder. Zhou Yu Limin, there are relics. Haotian God, I will not leave it behind. Hu is not afraid of each other, and the ancestors are destroying ......."
Elder Qi's voice came from the door, interrupting Chu Qiao's words.
"Bless all the people, pray for good health. Today's sacrificial ceremony has officially begun. Please come out and sacrifice heaven and earth, and sacrifice to the ancestors. ā
Finished.
If you go out, you won't be able to run away until it's over.
But she also knew that the price of not going out would only be greater.
In the corner, Ah Yu's eyes were threatening. It was clear that he could see that she was running away.
Chu Qiao patted his clothes, "Ah Zhu poured me a glass of water and prepared it, I was a little thirsty after reading." ā
"Yes, Holy Maiden. ā
Chu Qiao strode to the door and took the incense from Elder Qi.
Passing by a group of elders and relatives kneeling on the side. Outside the gate, the people who came to watch the sacrifice also knelt there, and the originally noisy environment instantly changed the atmosphere and became solemn.
"Please pray for the Holy Maiden!"
After Elder Qi handed over the incense, he also knelt down. As soon as he knelt, so did the guards who were maintaining order outside.
"Ahem.... Respect the gods, and have no regrets. The drought is very great, and there is no friendship. The skull, the guilty mound is slaughtered. Fun Horse Master, about the chef. Ill-conceived. Nothing can be stopped, looking at the sky, how can the clouds ......."
Chu Qiao followed Elder Qi's prayer and recited it.
She was asked to recite these intricate but beautiful prayer poems since she was a child.
In the past, there was a master who was responsible for teaching her this, and he sang poems with her every day, she had been a boy since she was a child, and she was very skinny, and the master was often embarrassed by her pranks, but despite this, the master still taught her very responsibly.
Later, when she grew up, the master was gone.
I also want to thank the Master for teaching her this, otherwise she would have been ugly in this situation today.
Although she had this on her lips, her mind was not here at this time, but in the room in the courtyard.
That Feng Jiuyin didn't know if he had come in.
Can he cure Xia Qing's injury?
Are you awake now?
The more she memorized, the more these thoughts popped up.
"After the ceremony, please get up. ā
Chu Qiao missed a paragraph, but she still ended the prayer very calmly, and turned around to help Elder Qi who was kneeling there.
A maid she had never seen before took a long crutch and handed it to Elder Qi.
"Thank you. ā
He held on to his crutches, his eyes blazing.
"It seems that you are missing a paragraph today, but it doesn't matter, don't go wrong with the rest of the ritual. ā
He said it lightly, but it still attracted the sideways glances of the elders next to him.
However, the old foxes naturally did not show that they had heard such a thing, and they bowed their heads there in fear, looking pious.
"Now it's time to praise the merits. The merits of the former saint are read out on the paper on the table. ā
Elder Qi glanced at the blank piece of paper with his eyes.
"Don't get me wrong, Holy Maiden. ā
This time the words caused a chuckle from the surroundings.
"Naturally not, my eyes haven't been flowered yet, Elder Qi. Unlike you, you're old, your eyes are not good, and your memory is not good. Some things are forgotten. ā
Chu Qiao turned around with a smile on his face.
"Next, I would like to praise the merits of my previous saint, my mother. Kneel. ā
The crowd around them, who had just stood up, knelt down again.
Chu Qiao picked up the white paper on the sacrificial table.
It was densely covered with words.
What kind of merit are these..... Even she, the daughter, doesn't know that her mother has done so many good deeds?
But since he was arrested here, he had to do what to do, after all, the people below were watching.
Chu Qiao looked up at the sky, the blue sky was not cloudy, and the blue was thorough.
Surrounded by the smell of the offerings on the sacrificial table, some of the tributes were specially sent to buy outside.
"The Holy Maiden Chu Ci, Sizi is blessed, I am boundless, and my descendants are protected. Since he became healthy, there are four directions, and he is clear. The bells and drums are gone, the chimes will be won, and the blessings will be blessed. The blessing is simple and simple, and the prestige is reversed. Both drunk and full, Fu Lu came to ......"
At this moment, the people of the entire Miao Jiang are gathered here.
No one spoke at the moment, and the only sound was the voice of Chu Qiao chanting a poem.
Her face was full of majesty, and her voice was sonorous and powerful, not at all like a weak woman.
She wondered, if her mother hadn't died, would it have been all different?
"Poof. ā
In the courtyard, Xia Qing spat out the last mouthful of black blood.
Feng Jiuyin's face was already covered with a thin layer of sweat.
But he didn't bother to wipe it, so he helped Xia Qing lie down.
There was already blood on the quilt. The old man hurriedly took out a new one from the cabinet on the side and replaced it with Xia Qing.
Xu is quilt opened and closed, which made her a little cold when she was only wearing a middle coat, and Xia Qing shivered unconsciously.
"Flower senior, the medicine to protect the heart and veins, that one comes here. ā
Feng Jiuyin didn't even look back, only stretched out his big hand in front of the old man.
Although the old man Hua was angry, he endured it for the sake of Xia Qing.
"Give. ā
He stuffed the medicine to Feng Jiuyin.
"Thank you. ā
Feng Jiuyin poured the medicine into Xia Qing without thinking about it.
After doing this, he sat down in a chair.
"I'm exhausted. Qu Ziyan: I really worked hard for Xia Qing. ā
He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his head, "By the way, it won't take half an hour to wake up, she will definitely be hungry at that time, you can prepare something for her later." ā
"Can you really wake up?"
Qu Ziyan leaned against the bedpost, he looked much more relaxed than Feng Jiuyin.
"yes, otherwise what am I doing here, come to play? Isn't that what woke her up? ā
"Thank you. ā
Before Qu Ziyan could say anything, Mochen spoke.
"It's not hard ......."
"The person you were looking for, I found too. ā