It's not so much a sacrificial ritual as a feast for my two families.

In the name of the Xiangling Master, please ask the gods from all walks of life who are three feet above their heads to be a witness and preside over justice.

The cuckoo was left behind by me who changed my life against the sky.

Whether it is right or wrong, it is natural to make it clear.

Grabbing the rune paper in my hand, I puffed out a full breath and spat out spiritual sounds.

"The spirits of the heavens, the spirits of the earth, open the altar and worship the gods; Incense opens the road, fire lighting, and the river and land immortals go quickly. ”

The moment the words fell, I had already thrown out the rune paper, and while it was flying all over the sky, I also quickly swam around the altar.

The spiritual sound is like a bell, ringing through the broken streets.

The aroma should be heavy and dry, and the fragrance will be ignited through the gate of heaven;

The golden bird runs like a cloud arrow, and the jade rabbit shines like a wheel;

Nanchen and Beidou are full of skylight, and colorful clouds are noisy;

The fragrance of a thousand miles leads the way, and the flying clouds come to come.

The spiritual sound fell, and the rune paper in the sky also trembled.

As I drew one by one in the void, the runes turned into birds and arrows and headed in all directions.

Like a firework, it lights up the long street.

When the light gradually dimmed, the green smoke of the three incense sticks no longer steamed upward.

Instead, it swirled around and began to spread around the altar.

Soon, the entire ruined street was covered with a faint cloud.

cough cough cough ......

At that moment, a cough sounded and the clouds rippled.

Gazing into my eyes, I saw an old man with a cane walking slowly.

His movements were slow, but fast, as if he had the power to shrink into inches.

In the blink of an eye, he was close to the incense case.

The old man was good-looking, dressed in patched clothes, and, interestingly, the cane, to which was the seed of whole grains attached.

"It's been many years since the Xiangling Master opened the altar, and it seems that there is a lively scene tonight."

"Please."

This is a piece of land, and I naturally dare not slack off.

Especially since he was the first to come, he had to fulfill the courtesy.

The old man nodded at me, turned and walked to the left side of the incense case.

After standing still, with a wave of his hand, a table and chair appeared out of thin air.

With another wave of his hand, the wine and meat on the ground reached the table.

Sniffing deeply, he looked satisfied and intoxicated.

"The meat is average, but the eighteen-year-old peach blossom brew is extremely mellow, I just don't know if there is a good taste tonight?"

The peach blossom brew is brewed by my grandfather when I was born, and it can be said to be extremely precious.

If it weren't for this sacrificial gift, I would be reluctant to take it out.

"You can drink it if you want, and you can wait while you drink."

"That's not going to work."

The old man waved his hand vigorously: "The hands of people are short, the mouth of eating people is soft, and the wine is easy to drink, but it is difficult to break when it is stained with cause and effect." ”

"Old immortal, are you still afraid of cause and effect?"

At that moment, a rough voice came from the street, and then a burly figure hurried forward.

This man was extremely strong, and wore clothes made of animal skins, like a hunter who traveled through the mountains all year round.

On his left shoulder, a majestic mountain eagle squatted, and on his right shoulder, a verdant plant.

Judging by the stems and leaves, it is a ginseng.

- Mountain God!

"Big black man, do you know how to respect the old and love the young?" The previous land was not happy.

"You don't rely on the old here, the last time you went to steal from me, you ran faster than a rabbit."

Forehead......

The land sneered: "The matter between us, how can it be called stealing, that is called borrowing." ”

"Borrow?"

The mountain god's face suddenly darkened: "It's called borrowing if you pay it back, and you are called a scoundrel." ”

"When will you two fix the problem when you two meet?"

Seeing that the quarrel between the two was about to escalate, another person came to the street.

This is a woman, dressed in a silver shirt, and the hem of her clothes seems to be covered with a layer of water between her steps.

She held a lotus flower in her hand, and there was a pool of clear water in the middle of the lotus, and there was a pair of fish and shrimp chasing and playing in the water.

"I've seen Hegu."

This woman is a river soul, so I naturally don't dare to slack off.

She looked me up and down, nodded and said, "Okay, very good, the Xiangling Master has finally produced a person who has the image of Jackie Chan, better than your grandfather." ”

"You know my grandfather?"

I regretted asking this sentence, and I should say that I don't know it.

Cluck......

Sure enough, this sentence immediately amused Aunt He.

"Your grandfather was raised by me, do you think we know each other?"

"And what should I call you......?"

"Call me Aunt He."

"River Girl." Again, I salute.