The solemn altar and ancient rituals, divination has been pushed to a high level. Tide, everyone present had a sacred mind, holding their breath and quietly waiting for the sorcerer to announce the final result.

There was a heavenly light that shone down from among the gloomy trees, and the sifted sift crumpled into dissolved golden waves all over the ground. I looked through the half-light and half-dark vision, but I saw that the soothsayer who seemed to be in line with the sky and had a psychic body and soul frowned a little.

Because everyone's eyes were on the soothsayer, and everyone was so focused, this subtle detail was not missing anyone's eyes. Seeing the soothsayer who could connect with the gods frowning and looking very sad, everyone faintly sensed that something small was suddenly flowing around slowly, and even Queen Puya's heart was suddenly raised, and she couldn't distinguish any thoughts from the side, and all the divine consciousness was placed on the soothsayer's body!

There was silence for a long time, as if the air around him was frozen by this embarrassing atmosphere. The invisible sense of imprisonment permeates everyone's body and mind, and the ominous grievance is like a curse, smiling and moving forward slowly......

This atmosphere was too oppressive and embarrassing, so even Xiao Jingluan, who had always scoffed at such rituals and never believed in them, frowned. He clenched his fist to his lips and coughed softly, as a way to relieve the inexplicable frizz in his heart. His eyes subconsciously wandered around the altar, and when he saw the pool of blood flowing from the disemboweled bird on the ground, his eyebrows tightened again, and he faintly wanted to gag.

I don't know how long this tense atmosphere lasted, but finally, the soothsayer on the platform raised the gouged bird in his arms with his hands high above his head, turned sideways and bowed three times to the feathered serpent totem hanging in front of the altar, and then reverently put the bird's body into the crystal plate placed next to the brazier. The ceremony came to an end.

When everything was ready, the sorcerer got up and walked over to Puya, spread his palms, leaned forward, and saluted the queen and said, "My most revered Spa Galmu (the queen of all beings), I am here to convey the teachings of the gods in the name of the Son of God. His voice was hoarse like a withered branch that had been disturbed by the north wind, and it trembled with trembling. Of course, he usually speaks normally, and this kind of supernatural voice is only done during divination and rituals, "I'm just afraid...... It's not good! The first two words he spat out were quite peaceful, and after a pause, he raised his head to the sky and let out a heart-rending sharp voice!

This sudden change of voice made Puya shake violently! The ministers behind her also felt that the heart in her chest "poofed" a huge ups and downs!

Xiao Jingluan was also shocked, and his mind was mentioned, and he stared fixedly at the soothsayer who was clearly pretending to be a ghost in his eyes, as if he wanted to find some different meaning in that face covered with oil paint.

"What's wrong with it?" After a pause, Puya quickly came back to her senses, staring at the soothsayer and asking with determination.

The soothsayer regained his form, turned his body to one side, and pointed to the dead bird placed in the crystal plate under the altar: "There is no grain in the bird's belly, neither sand nor gravel or mustard...... It had an empty stomach and nothing. The sound gradually became normal, and it seemed that the divine power of him and Tiantong was fading little by little.

As soon as they heard this, all the ministers present were panicked! They have always come to see the ritual of the heavy divination bird, and believe that this ancient divine sacrifice can reach the heavens and people, and the prediction of the national fortune will not be wrong. According to the ancient method, if there is grain in the belly of this divination bird, the next year will be a peaceful year with good weather and rain, but now the belly of this divination bird is empty...... This is really not a good omen, there is always an inexplicable conjecture of birds like people, famine or plague in the coming year, and the more you think about it, the more maddening it becomes!

"What should I be!" In the midst of the panic, Jingluan hooked her lips and smiled, and her star eyes glanced at the witcher, and then looked at the thoughtful Puya, "What's the big deal, isn't it that this bird was killed without foraging today, what do you want it to have in its stomach?" ”

"What nonsense are you fanatics!" It's a throat that is pressed against the end of Jingluan's words! At the beginning and end of the words, I saw a heroic minister stepping out of the ranks, raising his hand to Jingluan and drinking, "The sacred mountain and holy land is such a special and noble place that cannot be defiled, and the bird divination ceremony is such a solemn and solemn ancient method, where is it your turn to accuse you of being disrespectful and disrespectful!" ”