June 6. This is a traditional and ancient custom of Miaojiang, and it is a grand meeting for the people of Miaojiang to commemorate the six male and female ancestors. While remembering, sacrificing, and reminiscing, I hope that I can also give birth to six men and six women, and the unprecedented scene of 10,000 people has given single men and women a free union with the tacit consent of their parents! It is also to make 'preparations' for the next year's June 6 festival to be able to give birth to six boys and six girls! On this day, it is not so much about worshipping ancestors and singing about ancestors, but also about praying for blessings and blind dates! In other words, it is the realistic version of 'Do Not Disturb' and 'Let's go on a date'......

On this day, whether they are married, unmarried, or over the age of sixties, they will all dress up and freshen up! The best mental outlook to welcome the arrival of this day! Miao Jiang people who can sing and dance are mostly looking for their favorite objects with love songs and bonfire dances, that is to say, a man like Xiao Sheng, who has incomplete five tones, opens his voice and is like slaughtering a donkey, and a man who can only dance penguin dances is destined to be a bachelor for a lifetime if he does not rely on his family.

Of course, the biggest attraction and expectation of this year's June 6 is that it is held every five years, but in fact, it is basically a ten-year 'recruitment'. The warriors of each clan, as long as they meet the age, will first participate in the selection of the clan, and finally enter the recruitment of relatives on this day, the so-called recruitment of relatives, in fact, is the delivery of rights.

In the past selections, there were very few outsiders like Xiao Sheng, who directly entered the finals with wild cards, and most of them made outstanding contributions to the changes in Miao Jiang itself! This was the case with Xiao Chengshan in those years, and Xiao Chengshan, who was regarded as a 'barbarian duke,' still has a prestige that no one else can look down on in the local area, after all, it was he who changed the overall appearance of the new Miao Jiang! It is precisely for this reason that Xiao Sheng easily passed the 'parliament' and directly entered today's 'election'.

As the saying goes, follow the customs of the locals! Early in the morning, Xiao Sheng, who had freshened up, changed into a local service sent by the cuckoo! Xiao Sheng, who stood in front of the mirror, always felt that he was obedient in this dress, but one thing is certain, a handsome person looks good in everything! Of course, before going out, he was the only one who touted it like this.

The silver necklace hanging on the chest, falling to the chest, it is said that this is all handmade by the local blacksmith, and every pattern on it is also hand-carved, silver is not valuable, but this craftsmanship definitely makes Xiao Sheng carefully worship this chest ornament, and even go out with his hands to support it, for fear of being damaged by his chest.

At nearly six o'clock, there were old people with the highest prestige in the clan, standing on the top of the mountain and singing the unique tune of the local area, which was not as sad as worshipping the ancestors in other places, and their songs were full of remembrance and hope for the future life. Although Xiao Sheng, including some young men and women, could not understand the language, this did not affect the cleansing of their souls in the whole song. Sad but not depressed, cheerful but not rude. This kind of song tune is much more disciplined than "Fahai, You Don't Understand My Love"!

Before going out, Xiao Sheng smelled the smell of meat, standing in the ten cauldrons at the entrance of the village, stewing, frying, roasting several cattle and sheep, some for ancestors, and for the warriors who participated in the competition. After all, the first of the recruitment competition will be held in the afternoon.

Blending into the 'vast sea of people', feeling the heartfelt devotion of the locals to their ancestors, Xiao Sheng, who followed closely behind Shi Shan and others, put away his previous cynicism, but mixed with a reverent expression, to face this morning's sacrifice.

If you want others to respect you, you must first learn to respect others and their beliefs! You can not believe in them, but you must not disrespect them......

The hodgepodge of breakfast is dominated by animal offal and local endemic weeds! Steamed buns are full, which is much more affordable for Xiao Sheng than those exquisite Jiangnan side dishes! For a foodie like Xiao Sheng, getting up early to drink abalone soup is no different from eating this, and the way of eating like swallowing dates also makes him taste nothing.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the patriarchs of the various clans who were originally standing in front of the altar walked in the direction of their own village, singing a series of local languages, and then in the pious harmony of everyone, they invited out the most noble 'Great Witch' in the local position, and the mandala, as the 'Holy Maiden', appeared in everyone's field of vision with Grandma......

The red style, the black linen cloth as the main color, the gradient colors on the corners of the clothes are dozens of kinds, the golden tiara, the gold jewelry hanging all over the chest, and the heavy makeup outlined with local pure natural 'cosmetics' without adding any preservatives, all highlight the charm of the mandala.

couldn't help but look at Xiao Sheng, who was stunned, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but drool, reminiscing about the ecstatic tryst last night and the bewitching figure hidden under the robe, which made Xiao Sheng can't help but have the phenomenon of 'morning erection'.

It was also at this time that Xiao Sheng once saw other Sanzhai witches who were almost the same as Grandma's skills. What Xiao Sheng didn't expect was that the Lizhai Witch, who was based on his own tempering, was actually a woman, and her age was only in her early forties, and her youth made Xiao Sheng feel very surprised. Compared with other village witches with gray hair and faltering steps, her cunzài has the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

At the same time as the appearance of the four great witches, all the bowed bows, and the great witches standing in the center of the stage faced the altar after returning the salute, closed their eyes, and opened and closed the corners of their mouths without knowing what they were saying, which should be the most important part of the sacrifice. Looking at everyone's hands that didn't dare to raise their heads, they landed on one knee, and Xiao Sheng, who was out of the way, should have proposed to Mandala.

The cumbersome, but not tasteless etiquette, lasted until more than 11 o'clock at noon, until after an old woman in her nineties appeared on the stage, she opened her voice and sang the unique ancestor worship song "Song of Opening the World" and "Ancestor Migration Song" of Miao Jiang, and the dances with strong Miao Xinjiang characteristics were performed one after another.

The local people who are mainly 'inspiring', assisted by other local musical instruments, singing and dancing, after worshipping their ancestors, began to yearn for a better future, and interestingly, after the rigorous and cumbersome sacrificial rituals, only the mandala sat on the bamboo chair that symbolized status. It is said that this is also the most beautiful day after she became a 'saint', and after having a 'home' today and tomorrow, although her status is still noble, but in the man's family, it is really 'marrying a chicken and marrying a dog with a dog', and she has to listen to what the man says.

In the crowd, Xiao Sheng, who was dressed in his own costume, was originally a strict mandala, and after seeing Xiao Sheng's provocative eyes, he had already teased the corners of his mouth with his tongue, and almost laughed, biting the corners of her mouth, under the 'worship' of tens of thousands of people, she actually had a feeling of being pushed onto the altar.

"Dry ...... Tomorrow night, my brother will definitely pull you off the altar. Driven by this intention and yin, Xiao Sheng and the warriors, who hurriedly solved the sumptuous dinner, ushered in the first level of recruiting relatives...... Shangdao Mountain......