"Why did Bimo come here?" Qiqi asked. Because in her imprint, Bi Mo is a god-like character in the cottage, after all, the leopard is also respectful to him.

"I don't know." Huzi shook his head.

The sound of drums and brass bells is getting closer and closer, and you can faintly hear the sound of people talking.

"Bimo is here to see you." Huzi said.

"See what I'm doing?" Qiqi has been visited enough in the past two days, and there is always a feeling that the animals in the zoo are being watched and fed, and she is even wondering, how did she come over in her previous life?

While the two were talking, they saw the leopard walk into the courtyard with people.

The leopard was wrapped in his sheepskin jacket, the pigtails on his head were dark and shiny, he hadn't shaved for about a few days, and now his whole face was covered with inches of stubble, and his face looked much bigger all of a sudden, a bit like Zhang Fei.

Bi Mo followed behind the leopard with a blank face, and then behind him were Fei Lynx and other cottage brothers.

Such a huge momentum is as if the entire cottage has been dispatched.

Qiqi and Huzi were stunned on the stairs, silently watching the group of people enter the courtyard.

The leopard looked up, saw Qiqi and Huzi, and was so busy that he put his right hand on his left chest and knelt on one knee: "Thanks to the fire god Niangniang, the leopard will return safely." In the past, it was the leopard lard that blindfolded, and he couldn't recognize the true body of the fire god Niangniang, and he was disrespectful and slow to treat you, which was the fault of the leopard. ”

"Please move the Fire God Niangniang to the Hall of Loyalty and Filial Piety!" Everyone followed the example of the leopard, and they also knelt down on one knee with their right hand on their left chest. Only Bimo stood there straight, still wrapped in his floor-mopping robe, and his face was cold and prominent.

"Where is Zhongxiaotang?" Qiqi asked the tiger next to him in a low voice.

"The stockade is in the center."

"What for?" Qiqi thought that this hall of loyalty and filial piety, like the Yihe Hall, was a place for cottagers to hold meetings or gatherings.

"Put the gods, the ancestors, and the dead brothers of the cottage." Huzi replied in a small voice.

"Huh? Mourning Hall? ”

"It's not." Huzi shook his head: "Divine Hall." ”

Is there a difference between a shrine and a mourning hall? It's all gloomy and compassionate, which makes people panic. "Why where to go?"

Huzi shook his head.

The sound of shouting in the courtyard did not stop, it was obvious that the courtyard could not accommodate so many people, and there were people outside the courtyard who were also shouting. Qiqi saw A-Niang kneeling in the crowd, with a pious face.

Bi Mo began to beat the sheepskin drum on his waist, shook the brass bell in his hand, and sang and danced in a small open space in front of the team.

Bi Mo shook his head, and the decoration on the high hat on his head, Qiqi was a little worried that he would shake it off, especially the wild bird feathers on his head. With a humming in his mouth, he walked around the yard three times, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a person next to him immediately handed over a big rooster.

The big rooster was alive, with a red comb like a flame, and a golden feather, shiny with oil. It stretched its neck, and just screamed halfway, it was grabbed by Bi Mo's head, and with a little more force, the chicken head was thrown out, and then, from the chicken's neck, spurted bright red blood.

Chicken blood is sprinkled in the snow, like red plums. Chicken blood was sprinkled on the crowd, dazzling like fireworks.

Seeing this scene, Qiqi couldn't help but stretch out his hand and block his eyes.