Chapter 388: Prayer for Rain Dance

"Take off your clothes and let me change them, or it's too late. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

The rain girl who led the dance hesitated for a moment, and with the help of the other two girls, she undressed.

"Do you really know how to dance the sacrificial dance?" A young girl with a lot of flesh on her face asked.

"Well, of course. Otherwise, General Yuan wouldn't have let me come. Yuan Shanjia nodded affirmatively, as he quickly got dressed.

"Do you know General Yuan?" One of the girls asked curiously.

They looked at the person who instantly turned into a girl in front of them, and they forgot that they were afraid.

"Hmm." Yuan Shanjia put on his pants and fastened his belt.

"Then if praying for rain fails, can you make General Yuan stop sacrificing us?" A girl plucked up the courage to speak boldly.

Yuan Shanjia's clothed hand paused, "Don't worry, it won't." Didn't General Yuan tell you? He won't let you be sacrificed. ā€

"Someone said it, but who knows if it will be reversed when the time comes?" Someone muttered.

"General Yuan is a great hero who stands up to the sky, and his words definitely count!" Yuan Shanjia said with certainty.

She had already finished dressing, moved her hands and feet, and found that the skirt on the outside of her pants was a little long, and it was a little inconvenient to walk.

At this time, there was no time to change, and after thinking about it, she walked to the door of the tent and asked Fei Wen to lend her the knife, and cut off the excess underneath.

"And makeup and hair." The rain girl who led the dance watched Yuan Shanjia cut off her clothes, her eyes flashed, and she felt a little heartache.

Yuan Shanjia touched his hair, tied it directly with a piece of cloth, very casually, and then looked at the hair of the rest of the rain girls, it was all flying buns.

She said to herself: I really need to change it. But I'm not going to do it.

Yuan Shanjia glanced at them with some distress, "Which of you can coil your hair, help me, I won't make such a complicated bun." ā€

She can only pull her hair in the simplest way, the kind that can be done with a hairpin.

The leading rain girl covered her mouth and chuckled, she looked at Yuan Shanjia who had always been very confident and talked eloquently, and thought she was very mature. I didn't expect it to be as childish as the rest of the children.

"I'll help you with it. My feet hurt, but my hands didn't. ā€

"Okay." Yuan Shanjia moved the stool to the bed, "And makeup, which of you knows?" Help me make up. Time is running out. ā€

The drums were already beating outside, and when the drums slowed down, they were going to take the stage and start dancing.

"I'll come." A girl who was slightly shorter than Yuan Shanjia stepped forward, her voice trembling a little.

The girl is very delicate, her eyes are clear and beautiful, her face is feixia, her lips and teeth are white and red, and there are two laughing nests at the corners of her mouth.

Yuan Shanjia nodded.

Both of them moved quickly, and it took a little half a quarter to get it done.

Yuan Shanjia looked at the bronze mirror, although it was not as good as Ran Mei's technique, but it was relatively good.

"Which dance did you dance today?" Yuan Shanjia asked.

The girls were a little confused, was there anything different?

Yuan Shanjia knew from looking at their expressions that he should have learned only one.

"Which of you danced the opening for me, I'm not too familiar with your style." Yuan Shanjia said with a smile.

Although the sacrificial dances are collectively referred to as the sacrificial dances, in fact, different tunes correspond to different dances.

The most commonly used are Yi dance and pheasant dance, but it is more difficult to call Yi dance.

Yuan Shanjia guessed that these girls should be Yiwu.

Sure enough, as she expected, the girl who put on her makeup before made a few moves, which was Yi Wu's starting style.

"The auspicious time has arrived~" Although there are many people outside, it is very quiet, so the voice of the singer is very loud.

"Let's go." Yuan Shanjia raised his head and stood at the forefront.

Behind her, many rain girls looked at each other, nodded, and followed behind, walking out one after another.

At this time, a red carpet had been laid in front of the tent, extending all the way to the altar.

The people knelt on either side of the red carpet and leaned over reverently. They are desperate to pray for the rain to succeed, whether it is children or adults, those who survive all hope that the autumn rain will come soon.

If the autumn rains don't come down, then next year is likely to be a big drought as well.

"Don't be nervous." Yuan Shanjia said softly, using the method of internal qi transmission to comfort the rain girl behind.

The latter group of girls is on stage for the first time, and it is still a group dance, but if one of them has an accident, it is very likely to implicate the rest of the girls.

The girls were a little curious when they heard the voice, and they couldn't help but look at the person who was walking in front.

Looking at her firm steps and tall back, the girls couldn't help but straighten up.

Step by step on the high platform, in order not to obstruct the view, the fence around the platform has been removed, so if you take the wrong step, you are likely to fall down and break your bones.

The girls' legs and feet trembled a little, and their faces turned a little pale.

"I'm afraid ......" Some of the girls whispered, their voices shaky.

"Don't be afraid, just do your usual practice." Yuan Shanjia reassured, took the lead on the high platform, and walked to the middle position.

"Imagine that you are on the platform where you usually practice, imagine that the people below are your relatives, and you have to show them the best side, so that they can be proud of you, proud of you......"

The girls listened to Yuan Shanjia's gentle voice, and tried to imagine the stage as the kind they usually practice, and the people below as their fathers and fellow villagers, and slowly, they were not so afraid.

When the rain girls were ready for everything, their hearts gradually calmed down, and they surrounded Yuan Shanjia in the middle, peeking at Yuan Shanjia's side face, and they all admired it in their hearts.

The big sister is really amazing, and she doesn't have stage fright at all.

Knock knock! Knock knock! Knock knock knock...... The drums beat rhythmically.

On the stage, the rain girls quietly waited for the arrival of the drums.

Under the stage, the people knelt quietly, their heads held high, looking up at the red shadows on the high platform.

Yuan Shanjia was behind the crowd, looking at the people on the high platform, and a trace of worry flashed in his heart.

Hope all the best. He said in his heart.

Boom! Suddenly, the drum beat so loudly that it almost burst people's eardrums, but no one covered their ears.

This loud sound, which almost broke the drum surface, represented the thunder, and when the thunder came, the rain came.

Yuan Shanjia and the others were waiting for this opportunity, and the one-meter-long sleeves were thrown out in an instant, churning in the air, as if they were being blown by a storm.

The drums are sometimes light, sometimes heavy, light and heavy, and the fine pieces are mixed with majestic. It symbolizes the sound of rain and the intermittent thunder.

Yuan Shanjia and many rain girls dance on a high platform without fences with the beat of drums, their one-meter-long sleeves drawing ripples in the air with their movements, and when they turn, their skirts are like flowers blooming at their feet, giving birth to lotuses step by step.

With the sound of drums, Yuan Shanjia walked out of the middle of the rain girl, like the stars and the moon, the rain girl next to her seemed to welcome the rain god, and they all knelt down, and their long sleeves continued to dance, as if the sky was welcoming the goddess's Caixia.

(To be continued.) )