Bi Mo sighed again, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, someone handed over a rooster, and this time, when his hand reached for the head of the chicken, Qiqi shouted: "Move!" ”

Bi Mo shrank back, threw the chicken back to the others, beat the sheepskin drum on his waist again, and walked slowly towards the courtyard gate.

Qiqi gritted her teeth, she didn't know what awaited her in the future. Obviously, this Bi Mo is forcing her to leave this small courtyard that gives her a sense of security, leave A-Niang, and leave Huzi.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Huzi whispered.

The people in the courtyard knelt on the ground, including the leopard.

Qiqi went upstairs, walked through the crowd, and walked out. Bi Mo, who was walking in front, didn't make a sound, just moved his steps slowly. Qiqi followed behind him and walked slowly.

Huzi wanted to follow, but was caught by the grandmother in the crowd.

The leopard waited for Qiqi to walk in front of him, then straightened up, and slowly followed five feet behind Qiqi. The others got up in turn and slowly followed.

If it weren't for Bi Mo's muttering from time to time, Qiqi would have thought that this was a funeral procession. It's so quiet, so quiet that people are scared. The future is unknowable.

Qiqi followed Bi Mo all the way along the snow-covered mountain road, past the Boxer Hall, and came to a tall building. The crowd stopped, formed a semicircle, and circled seven or seven in it.

The building was a large wooden house with high eaves and four corners sat the Soul Suppressor Waddang Monster. Above the closed door, there is a flat hanging with three big characters of "Zhongxiao Hall" written on it. The characters are red and embedded in the wooden board on a black background, giving it a ghostly look.

The leopard and the flying cat stepped forward and pushed open the heavy gate one right and one left.

In the main hall of the house, countless oil lamps are lit, and the fire is bright and extinguished, like the ever-bright lamps offered by those good men and women in the temple.

The oil lamps were built one by one, and they were more than one person tall.

"The fire god lady has entered the god position-" Bi Mo finally said something that Qiqi could understand.

"The god of fire is in the throne—" The crowd fell to the ground and shouted.

Into the gods? What do you mean? Qiqi looked at Bi Mo, Bi Mo shook the copper bell in his hand and pointed to the door.

Qiqi could only walk slowly towards the gate in the midst of everyone's mountain calls.

The threshold is very high, and it is a little difficult for this little short-legged cute girl who is only ten years old to step over. She reached out and grabbed the wooden frame, stepped into her left foot first, and then dragged her right leg in.

The smell of lamp oil is very strong, but it has a strange fragrance, which makes people feel at peace when they smell it.

Qiqi continued to walk inside, and walked to the middle of the house, only to find that behind the lighthouse composed of these oil lamps, there were many spiritual tablets. It's black, it's dense, and it makes your scalp tingle.

Bi Mo also walked in shaking the copper bell, followed by the leopard and the flying cat.

"Vulcan Niangniang has entered the god position—" Bi Mo shouted again.

Qiqi stood still, she didn't know what this Bi Mo let her do.

The leopard bowed forward: "Fire God Niangniang, please." Then, under his guidance, Qiqi finally discovered that at the side and back of the lighthouse, there was a wooden step, one step at a time, all the way up to the top of the spirit tablet. It was a circular altar covered with red cloth, which looked a little dazzling under the illumination of the lights.

"Vulcan Lady, please take a seat." The leopard pointed to the altar.