“…… Can the blessing festival also detoxify? ”

Hearing this, Xiang Xing suddenly frowned.

This is not the world of demons and monsters.

Therefore, poisoning requires an antidote, and feudal superstition is not advisable, which is a scientific truth that every red scarf knows.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but glance at her man strangely.

Yan Heng, I shouldn't believe these things......

“…… Fool, what are you thinking? ”

Looking at her inexplicable appearance, the man couldn't help but smile lowly, bent his fingers, and knocked on the head of the confused head.

His gaze flickered arbitrarily, "Of course, the blessing sacrifice can't detoxify, but ...... It can do have other unexpected effects. ”

……

And so.

In the following days, as Han Taigong expected, the people gradually felt a little wrong.

In the streets of the Imperial City, more and more people began to discuss their nightmares.

What I do is still what I am most afraid of, and I wake up in trembling and cold sweat almost every day.

As a result, the mental state of the people has deteriorated, and the efficiency of labor, production, operation and trading has naturally become lower and lower.

There are also some strange diseases, itching and sore all over the body, and even the best doctors in the city can't see the symptoms.

The entire imperial city was gradually shrouded in a gloomy mist

The people have begun to whisper that some terrible calamity has befallen them.

Fortunately, in this cloud of doubt, there was finally action in the court.

On the one hand, the emperor ordered the Tai Hospital to quickly find out the symptoms and causes of the strange disease and develop an antidote as soon as possible.

On the other hand, an edict was issued, and the national teacher held a sacrifice ceremony three days later to ward off disasters and evil spirits for the people's nightmares.

Everyone naturally still remembers the astrology of the national teacher and the resolution of the turmoil in northern Xinjiang, and when she came out of the town, the people seemed to have an extra reassurance in their hearts, and they finally calmed down.

Of course, there are still some people who don't believe in gods and monsters, and feel that it is too unkind for the national teacher to come out to sensationalize at this time of crisis.

However, the sound of this part did not stop the festival from being held

Three days later.

Xiang Xing wore a sacrificial costume, led an unusually large sacrificial procession, and under the watchful eyes of the people, slowly walked towards the intersection that connected the four gates of the imperial city, east, west, north and south, and the center of the imperial city street.

After a tedious ritual ceremony, she stood on the built altar and recalled the ritual dance steps that the original owner's sister had learned.

Accompanied by elegant music, he waved his arms and shook his sleeves, and danced the solemn and mysterious sacrificial dance.

The people in the audience all bowed and prayed earnestly with the dance steps of the national teacher, hoping that the pain and disaster would pass quickly.

Until the music fades down.

"Licheng!"

With the shout of the priest, the delicate figure on the stage slowly retracted its movements.

He solemnly bowed his hand and made a final kneeling salute.

As everyone knows, at the same time, she suddenly heard a strange sound of breaking the sky, which came quickly from the direction in front of her.

“！”

The guy was secretly taken aback, his beautiful eyes widened slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge.

But at the same time, another faster breath of breaking the sky flew from her side.

Just as the unknown object in front of her was about to smash into her face, she collided directly with it......

"Smack!"

There was a sound of objects shattering.

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