Early the next morning, the priest, who had some headaches, came to the door of the secret room. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 He knocked lightly on the door, but there was no movement in the room.

The corners of Yan Wuxin's mouth raised an evil smile: "The patriarch is estimated to have been tossed all night, and he is really old-hearted!" ”

Mu Xue in the room had already heard a knock on the door, and she was shocked: "It seems that the priest is here." But she immediately remembered what Zhou Cheng had ordered, and just lay down in the quilt and pretended to be asleep.

At this time, the ignorant patriarch Yan Lisong turned over in the corner, and looked at the vase in his arms in surprise.

"What the hell is going on? I obviously remember the joy of fish and water with Mu Xuexing, how could I hold a vase? Yan Lisong looked at the vase with puzzlement, and there was a doubt in his heart.

At this time, a chill hit, and Yan Lisong couldn't help but shiver. He looked down at himself, only to find that he was disheveled. Looking through the mirror, I found that my mouth was dark and blue, and my hair was extremely messy.

But last night, the scene of the warm mandarin duck was vivid, why did he suddenly get up from the ground? Yan Lisong couldn't help but shake his head: "It seems that he is really old, and he is a little confused." ”

In fact, how did he know that this was Zhou Cheng's masterpiece? In this winter, fortunately, Mu Xue disdainfully threw the quilt to him, otherwise he would have frozen to death on the ground.

"Patriarch, are you awake?" The priest's voice sounded outside the door again.

Yan Lisong looked at Mu Xue, who was still "sleeping", and couldn't help but feel proud in his heart: "It seems that the old man is still as brave as he was back then." ”

He thought that the beautiful woman had surrendered, and smiled slightly with satisfaction. After clearing his throat, he returned to his usual majestic and vicious voice: "The old man has already woken up, come in." ”

Yan Wuxin calmly pushed open the door, he first glanced at the bed, and then looked at the patriarch with a somewhat dark face, and couldn't help but feel a burst of disdain in his heart: "This old thing can really toss, and his face is so bad." ”

Although he thought so in his heart, the expression on his face was extremely respectful: "Patriarch, today's priest will start in another hour, do you want to prepare?" ”

"Well, it's time to prepare. In this way, the old man will go home first, and wait for me at the ancestral hall. After Yan Lisong finished speaking, he pretended to be respectful and walked out.

Looking at the patriarch's back, the priest felt a burst of disdain in his heart: "Old thing, it's quite capable of acting!" ”

An hour later, the nine-year ritual was held under the auspices of the patriarch and priests. Of course, such a "grand" event in Honka Town also attracted many onlookers. Especially those who have lived in Gunsong Town for generations, they continue to worship the handmaiden Mu Xue.

These people, young and old, were extremely pious in their hearts. But Mu Xue looked at everything in front of her expressionlessly, but her heart was surging: "These people are worshipping me, but what they are afraid of in their hearts is the mountain god." Pity these folks, fooled by the patriarchs and priests, but they don't know it. I don't know if any of these people sympathize with me? I guess I hope that I will be eaten by the mountain god smoothly, so I pray for the safety of Honmatsu Town and my family in the coming year. ”

"If it weren't for Brother Zhou, I'm afraid I would have been insulted by the patriarch. In this way, life is really worse than death. I can only hate my poor sister. Yes, I want to live, I must live, I want to avenge my sister! Mu Xue gritted her teeth, and secretly vowed in her heart to seek justice for Nian Xue.

Bustling and bright, the day's priestly activities were in full swing. In addition to the people of Honka Town, many of the people who came to look for the white jade toad had a posture of watching the excitement. There are very few people who really sympathize with Mu Xue, a sacrificial sacrifice.

At night, the weather gets even colder. Despite the cold weather, many people braved the cold and followed the priests' procession towards the altar of the frozen mountains.

On the slope of the mountain, about three miles from the altar, the patriarch Yan Lisong motioned for everyone to stop advancing: "Ahead is the range of the Frozen Mountain Range. Before the mountain god appeared, other unrelated people were not allowed to set foot in it. ”

"Why don't you just make a priest? Don't let people go in and take a look, it's mysterious. Someone whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not a joke to anger the mountain god."

"I heard that the mountain god has two lantern-like eyes, is it really fake?"

"How can this be fake? That's what the people here say. ”

"Don't fight, won't you understand later?"

The priest arranged for ten people to carry Mu Xue and the other three animals, fruits, and the like to the altar. After the four of them put Mu Xue in the center of the altar, Yan Lixin lit four candles around the altar.

He muttered to the altar for a while, nothing more than to express his reverence for the mountain god and pray for the protection of the mountain god. However, his words sound like a cloud to outsiders, which is the technical term.

The so-called don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. But since Yan Wuxin became a priest, he has done everything, but he has not done anything good. The longer he was now a priest, the more fear grew in his heart.

The more you sacrifice, the more scared you are, after all, this is the territory of the mountain god. You must know that the legendary mountain god wants to eat people, but I don't know if it will eat men.

After hurriedly reciting the sacrificial words, Yan Wuxin couldn't help but ooze a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He looked around quietly, making sure that the mountain god was not present around him at this moment. His heart was settled, and his voice couldn't help but raise a lot: "The sacrifice is complete, please enjoy the sacrifice to the mountain god." ”

Mu Xue, who pretended to be delirious, looked at the scene in front of her, and her heart was suddenly full of contempt for Yan Wuxin: "The priest himself is afraid of being like this, it seems that what Brother Zhou said is not wrong at all." What kind of mountain god is angry, and what kind of disaster comes to Honka Town, it is a lie. This is a big liar and a super god stick. ”

The night was cold and windy. Mu Xue suddenly looked around with some fear: "Brother Zhou, are you here?" ”

Yan Wuxin quickly returned to everyone with a group of people: "Patriarch, clan elders, the priesthood ceremony has been successfully completed. ”

Patriarch Yan Lisong smiled at Yan Wuxin, and then stood on a high place and shouted, "Everyone be quiet, put out the torches in your hands." ”

"Why do you want to extinguish the torch?" Someone asked puzzled.

"The sacrificial ceremony has been completed, and at most a pillar of incense will be in time for the mountain god to appear and enjoy the sacrifice." The patriarch shouted excitedly.

When everyone heard this, they immediately talked about it. However, he still consciously extinguished the torch in his hand, and the whole crowd quieted down.

Everyone looked at the altar from a distance of three miles, and saw that the four-o'clock candlelight on the altar was still swaying in the cold wind.

Suddenly, the candlelight on the four corners of the altar was extinguished, and the entire direction of the altar was plunged into darkness.

"The candlelight is out, and the mountain god is out!" Someone couldn't help but whisper.

Halfway up the mountain, about a mile from the altar, two green balls of light appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"The eye of the mountain god, the mountain god has appeared!" The emotions of the crowd seemed agitated and depressed.

Mu Xue looked at the two balls of light that suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but tremble: "The mountain god is here, Brother Zhou, where are you?" ”