"Eldest Miss Xie Rouhui!"

With this voice, the crowd that was originally quiet because of the appearance of Mrs. Xie suddenly became noisy, and countless fiery eyes condensed on the girl who was walking slowly.

"Miss!"

"Miss!"

The noisy voices are all the same sentences, repeated one after another like the waves of the sea.

Although there were all kinds of schadenfreude before, at this moment, the people in the box of the teahouse and restaurant couldn't help but feel numb, stopped all kinds of speculation and discussions, and focused their eyes on the girl who decided the life and death of the Xie family.

This is not the first time Xie Rouhui has danced a sacrificial dance in front of people, since she learned the truth and regained the position of eldest lady, she has presided over a mining disaster sacrifice and a Yushan sacrifice, but that kind of sacrificial scene cannot be compared with the previous March 3rd.

Those sacrifices were for the mountain gods, and at most for the miners.

Such a good witch dance is lonely and lonely, and unwilling.

Two years ago, I was unwilling to stand in the school hall and see the girl on the stage dancing amazingly.

The unwillingness to imagine the girl's scenery in the dark tunnel in the dark tunnel.

Those were hers, they were all hers.

I don't like her, don't let her be a Dannu, and don't pass on the scriptures to her.

To say that she is not, to say that she is not good, to expel her, to look down on her, impossible, now it is impossible!

Look at it, keep your eyes open and look at it!

Xie Rouhui raised her sleeves and threw it out, almost jumping and landing on the stage, the drum music didn't seem to react, her people were already shaking on the stage. The footsteps collided with the floor at a rapid pace, making a thumping sound.

The crowd poured a basin of water like a pan of oil, and the shouts and screams exploded in an instant.

The drums beat and the trombone sounded.

The music is like thunder, and the people dancing on the stage are like shattered sunlight, shining brightly, making people dare not look directly.

Mrs. Xie clenched her hands, and her eyes burst with brilliance.

That's right, this is the daughter she taught, this is the Dannu she taught.

Even if there is no secret art scripture. Nor will they be left behind.

Mrs. Xie turned her head to look at Xie Roujia on the side.

Xie Roujia looked at the stage with a somewhat surprised expression.

Be surprised. You also said it, don't think that if there is a secret technique scripture, you can do anything in the world.

The drums were beating more and more violently, and the trumpets seemed to be out of tune. Gradually, it became inaudible. The jumping figure of the girl on the high platform did not slow down in the slightest. On the contrary, it is getting faster and faster, and I only see people as stagnant and astringent as trombone.

"I feel very uncomfortable."

Xie Rouqing's voice sounded in his ears.

Xie Roujia took a deep breath and nodded, looking off the stage and looking at the people.

The crowd stopped screaming and cheering. The expression is still crazy, and there is fear.

I'm afraid.

Xie Roujia frowned again and looked at the stage.

Xie Rouhui: What kind of dance do you dance?

Did you see me dancing? Do you see clearly? See clearly that it is me Xie Rouhui, and I Xie Rouhui is standing in front of you.

I ask God, I ask God.

In the east, you wait for everyone, look at me, look at me, come to me.

The moon is in the west, and you are waiting for everyone, afraid of me, afraid of me, kneeling and shy.

Xie Rouhui slowed down her dance steps, looked at the crowd in the audience, and slowly stretched out her hand, her body swaying.

I am the eldest lady, I am the Dannu, and I am the messenger of the gods.

Disrespectful people, their hearts are too bad to think I don't know?

Listen to me and respect me, otherwise the mountains will sway, otherwise the mountains will be split, otherwise the car will be stuck in the lake, the people will be entangled, and a piece of quicksand will be gone.

Xie Roujia stood up suddenly, while at the same time, the crazy people knelt down with a puff.

Standing on a high place, you can see more clearly, and the people on the street are like harvested rice and wheat, falling one by one.

And the people standing in the restaurant, tea shop, box and other places are no better, kneeling down, kneeling down, not kneeling down also clutching the corners, pillars, window rails and other things, their faces are pale and trembling.

"Hey."

Zhou Chengzhen lowered his head and looked at the hand in front of him, and kicked the person in front of him.

"Can you see it?"

Ah Tu turned around and wiped a cold sweat.

"Yes." He whispered.

"There's something terrible to be nervous about." Zhou Chengzhen said angrily and raised her head, and when she saw the people kneeling on the ground in front of her, her voice was also slightly stunned.

"Actually, it's nothing, everyone here is stupid, and they like to kneel down the most to thank the family." He continued.

Ah Tu ignored his words, but looked at Amu and the others.

"My lord, have you seen it, this is the eldest lady of the Xie family." He whispered.

Amu's eyes sparkled.

"The ability to do things is invisible, to dance to the gods, Xie Jiawu, the descendants of Wuqing, it is really extraordinary." He muttered.

Zhou Chengzhen pouted.

"It's all the blood of the Xie family, it's all the same, and my daughter-in-law is also very good at dancing this." He said.

Ah Tu took a few steps.

"Shizi, it's not good to jump next." He whispered, "These people are already in a state of confusion, and it will be difficult to enter the witch again."

Zhou Chengzhen sneered disdainfully.

"It's going to take a lot of effort to control these distraught people." Ah Tu smiled again, "But if you can really let these people enter the witch again, when the time comes, it will be great to be crazy and stupid on the spot." ”

Zhou Chengzhen frowned.

"Crazy stupid?" He said.

"It's nothing, it's a terrible thing to watch witches, and if you're crazy and stupid, it's also a crime that deserves to be condemned by the gods and spurned by everyone." Ah Tuhun said unconcernedly.

That's really bad, this stinky girl is not only stupid but also soft-hearted, otherwise she would have killed this sister a long time ago, and she would have used such a twist and turn today.

If it hurts these people, she will never go to ask for witches again.

Zhou Chengzhen frowned and looked at Xie Roujia.

Kick her up, too.

Or threaten her.

He raised his feet and was about to walk towards Xie Roujia, but saw that Xie Roujia had already taken a step.

That's good, you can't be confused at this time. Even my sister can sword and flint against each other, but she can't fall short.

Zhou Chengzhen nodded, while Old Lady Xie, who was standing behind the door, frowned.

"Didn't she say, no comparison?" He said.

"Maybe it's not like it now." Xie Wenjun whispered behind him, "Hui Hui is so powerful, no matter how powerful Rou Qing is, she can't dance because she is disabled, and if you pull someone on the field casually, even if you have Jiajia's assistance, you will definitely not be able to compare to Hui Hui." ”

Old Lady Xie sighed.

"Just say how could she not come forward." He muttered.

Xie Roujia's steps made the master of ceremonies a little overwhelmed, and he hurriedly asked Mrs. Xie for advice.

Mrs. Xie looked at the stage as the people knelt down. Xie Rouhui has stopped dancing. Stand on the stage and overlook.

Mrs. Xie raised her hand.

"Second Miss Xie Roujia." The master of ceremonies hurriedly shouted.

It's a pity that the people are still trembling on their knees, and no one hears or looks up.

In a kneeling crowd, the girl walking to the high platform looked more and more lonely.

Xie Rouhui looked at her condescendingly, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Xie Roujia didn't take the steps, but stopped.

"Xie Rouqing." She shouted.

Xie Rouqing, who was standing beside Shao Mingqing, looked over with some surprise.

Do you really want to play yourself?

She hesitated for a moment, but still walked on crutches.

Xie Roujia watched her approach. He pointed to the drum on the edge of the platform.

"Can you fight?" She asked.

Xie Rouqing originally learned to play this kind of sacrificial drum. But since the leg is crippled, it has been changed to a small drum. Because this kind of drum is played standing up, supported by the strength of the legs, feet and waist.

Xie Rouqing looked at the drum for a moment.

"Put it down." She said suddenly.

Xie Roujia's eyes lit up, and she immediately pointed to one of the big drums.

"Put the drum down." She said.

The drummer was overwhelmed when he heard it. Look around at the stewards.

"Put it down, put it down, say like, let her choose." Xie Wenxing said on the side, "You have to convince her." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Xie, who was about to speak, stopped talking.

When the steward saw this, he immediately waved his hand, and several people stepped forward to remove the drum and put it on the ground.

Xie Roujia and Xie Rouqing walked to the drum together.

Xie Rouqing circled around the drum and threw down his crutches and sat on the drum, which made the people around him a little uproar.

Xie Rouqing sat up and gently knocked on the drum surface, because the person was sitting on it, the drum beat was a little out of tune.

There are many ugly people, how can there be such a drum.

Xie Rouhui sneered and looked at the two below.

Xie Rouqing didn't say anything, and slowly moved his body on the drum, while constantly beating and testing with his hands.

"What are they going to do? When is the drum ready and when is it time to jump? An elder whispered.

It's ridiculous to drag on like that.

Mrs. Xie looked at this side expressionlessly.

"Then there's no need to compare, she's already lost." She said.

As soon as her words fell, she saw Xie Rouqing sitting still, and raised her hand to Xie Roujia and made a gesture.

Xie Roujia nodded, also gestured at her, and turned to take a step.

Xie Rouhui withdrew her gaze from Xie Rouqing, straightened her body and looked at Xie Roujia, waiting for the moment when she stepped up.

When she got to the steps, she had to ask her.

"Do you need me to push you around?"

When it comes to wrestling, she doesn't mind postponing the competition.

The smile on Xie Rouhui's lips grew thicker and thicker, but she stopped abruptly.

Xie Roujia didn't go up the steps, but walked towards the kneeling people on the street.

What is she going to do?

Everyone found out, and all eyes were focused on her.

Xie Roujia stopped in front of an old woman who was trembling on the ground.

Usually the old women who can occupy the front row are such old women, who run out in the middle of the night to stand in this position, in order to get closer to the great witch they fear.

Xie Roujia bent down and reached out to touch her shoulder.

At this moment, the drum beat violently, and the thud startled the people around them.

Before she could come back to her senses, the girl sitting cross-legged on the drum surface was already raining down on the drumstick with one hand with a drumstick.

Knock knock on the hearts of those who hear it.

The woman who was holding her shoulder also raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her, looking excited, but if you looked closely, her eyes were blank.

Her body seemed uncontrollable. As the drum beat trembled, he trembled even more, but another hand reached out from his shoulder.

Firmly pressed her shoulder, I don't know if it was a hallucination, under the comfort of these hands, her body trembled and slowed down.

The hand ran from the shoulder to the old woman's neck and stopped at her face, holding her face, swaying gently to the beat of the drum.

You are a Pengshui person, you are a Pengshui person, your ancestors and Wuqing Niangniang drank a river of water.

Wu Qing Niangniang gave your ancestors fox Qiu Huang, and Wu Qing Niangniang gave your ancestors a green cloth crown.

Your ancestors prayed to Wu Qing Niangniang. May you bear it away. Speak methodically.

Your ancestors prayed to Wu Qing Niangniang, may you prosper forever and be desired by others.

The drums slowly slow down and play a cheerful rhythm.

With the shaking of Xie Roujia's hand. The old woman's eyes gradually condensed. She looked at the girl in front of her.

Xie Roujia's hand left her face. Back to her shoulder, he slid down her arm and held her hand.

Don't be afraid. There is Wu Qing Niangniang promised.

Lift up your head and look at the ancestors and gods.

How sad it is not to see your happy face.

I don't see it, I don't see it, I don't see it, my heart is knotted.

Lift your head up, lift your head up.

"What is she doing?" Zhou Chengzhen frowned and asked, "If this old woman doesn't get up, don't worry about her, it's a waste of time to pull and move, dance quickly." ”

Ah Tu didn't speak, and looked at the girl who was slightly bowing and holding the old woman's hands a little stunned.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Chengzhen kicked him and shouted in a low voice.

Ah Tu came back to his senses.

"Shizi, she stood up." He said, pointing over there.

Nonsense, isn't she helping, the dignified Miss Xie family is going to help, why doesn't this old woman get up?

Zhou Chengzhen looked over and saw that Xie Roujia leaned over and put her hand on another old man, still not singing or dancing, her expression was focused and serious, and she slowly stroked the person's shoulder, from the shoulder to the neck to the face, and then to the shoulder to the arm.

"My day!" Zhou Chengzhen frowned, "She doesn't want to help these people up one by one." ”

yes, she's not going to pick them all up, is she?

With the sound of drums, as one of the two, three, four people was helped up by Xie Roujia in such a strange way, and everyone present looked surprised.

After helping her up, let everyone watch her dance the sacrificial dance?

Xie Rouqing's drum sound seemed to have not changed a tune, repeating the high and low sounds, but it was this simple and brisk drum sound that gradually calmed everyone's emotions.

Xie Roujia had already walked to the middle of the crowd, and kept leaning over to get up, and as she leaned over, more people were helped up.

They seem to have woken up from a big dream and are a little overwhelmed.

Xie Roujia took their hands and slowly danced their bodies, no, this can't be considered dancing, this can only be said to be shaking.

Left and right, shaking shoulders and head, just like children playing and jumping.

Come on, the descendants of Wu Qing Niang's blessing.

Come on, the descendants of Wu Qing Niangniang's love.

Put on your furs, take on your crowns, drop your jade, and lift up your heads.

Come on, come on.

The drums beat and sped up suddenly, one by two, three by four, and the people who were holding hands began to beat with Xie Roujia's movements.

Left down, right down, shoulder shake, head shake.

Left down, right down, shoulder shake, head shake.

Zhou Chengzhen looked at Ah Tu and grinned, raised his hand, and stepped forward.

The drums were beating in my ears, the dresses were fluttering in front of me, and people in circles were holding hands and swaying and jumping, more and more, around the high altar, swinging and dancing and laughing.

Zhou Chengzhen clenched her hands tightly, and her nails broke her palms.

One drum, two drums, three drums.

Drums and laughter.

Come on, the descendants of Wu Qing Niang's blessing.

Come on, the descendants of Wu Qing Niangniang's love.

Put on your furs, take on your crowns, drop your jade, and lift up your heads.

Come on, come on.

Xie Rouhui stood on the stage and only felt trembling all over, she couldn't control her body, and looked condescendingly at the crowd under her feet that kept turning like a spinning top.

They were laughing, dancing, singing.

The rice and wheat that had been harvested quietly seemed to have returned to their vigorous period, they were growing strongly, condensing heavy ears, moistened by the rain, and swaying with the wind.

Come, come, come, come.

Wu Qing Niangniang wishes us prosperity and eternal enjoyment, and Wu Qing Niangniang wishes us prosperity and eternal enjoyment.

Everything in front of me flowed, making it unsteady to stand, but there were two people standing still in this shaking.

One of them sat on the drum, she couldn't say that she didn't move, except that her legs and feet couldn't move, her hands were waving, her body was shaking.

With her eyes closed, she smiled, and with a drumstick in her hand, she played a drum that shook the audience.

With the sound of her drums, the rice and wheat shook their shoulders, shook their heads, and turned.

Xie Rouhui's gaze turned again, and she saw another person standing still in the piece of rice.

The girl hung her hands down, her shoulders and back straight, letting the waves around her sway, she did not move, she noticed the sight, she raised her head to look.

"I'm not dancing." She smiled slightly, moved her mouth, and spread her arms again, pointing to the clumsy but cheerful dancing crowd around her, "They dance for me, they dance for me for the mountain gods." ”

How is this possible, how is this possible, how did she do it?

I don't believe it, I don't believe it, these people have been bewitched by me and are afraid of me, how can they rise up again.

I don't believe it!

Xie Rouhui picked up her skirt and was about to come down, but as soon as she took a few steps, her legs and feet were weak, and she fell down with a scream.

The screams were drowned out by the sound of drums and laughter, and Old Lady Xie looked at the girl rolling down the steps as if she were slowing down.

"She told them to kneel, and she made them stand up." He muttered.

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Whew, I've finished writing the second update, the big chapter is four thousand eight, dare to ask for votes!

Note: The prayers used in the text are derived from the evolution of the Book of Poetry. (To be continued......)