The third uncle spoke, but his voice became deeper and lower, as if he had personally experienced the river sacrifice.

Even if the weather changed like this, the construction party, that is, the group of people who presided over the river festival, did not think much about it, they just wanted to complete the process as soon as possible, so that they could enter the construction as soon as possible. Because the schedule is very tight, you will be fined for one day overdue.

So they continued with the river festival according to the original plan.

Under the arrangement of the feng shui master who found it, the river festival was carried out in an orderly manner. In fact, the steps of the river festival are not complicated, first the equipment for the preparation of construction is tied to the red cloth strips, and the altar is prepared on the bridge deck. Hung red ribbons on the pillars at the head of the bridge. The main thing is that they have prepared a lot of sacrifices for the sacrifice, and the sacrifices are nothing more than some sheep's heads and pig's heads, and nine roosters that are jumping around.

In addition, the feng shui master also specially confessed that he bought a pair of boys and girls from the paper shop, put the boys and girls on top of a wooden raft, and floated down the river.

The offerings were hoisted by crane and suspended above the surface of the Mustard River.

Here, the feng shui master first recited a large section of the sacrificial text, and after he finished reciting the sacrificial text, suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky. This thunder startled the feng shui master, and the sacrificial manuscript in his hand fell into the river.

A wave of water came over and swept the manuscript to the bottom.

The feng shui master's face changed drastically, and he turned around and told the organizer that he would suspend the river festival. However, the organizers said that time could not be delayed any longer, so that the feng shui master would continue to support the river festival.

The feng shui master had no choice but to burn a few pieces of rune paper on the altar, scatter them over the river, and order the sacrifice to begin.

The sacrifices hanging from the crane fell into the river one after another, and the sheep's head, the pig's head, and the few live chickens all entered the water.

The sacrifice sank from the water in an instant. After a few flutters on the surface of the water, the rooster was also quickly swept to the bottom by the river.

And the pair of paper-tied boys and girls were also placed on wooden rafts and floated downstream.

In fact, when the river festival reaches this step, it is considered complete. The next step should be for the organizers to announce the start of construction.

The chief engineer of the project, who ascended to the altar in high spirits, held a loudspeaker and a pair of scissors in his hand, prepared to cut the ribbon of a crane and announce the start of the project.

Who knew that at this moment, the feng shui master shouted: "Stop, stop!" ”

The feng shui master's voice was hysterical, as if he had discovered something terrible.

So everyone's eyes were focused on the feng shui master.

I saw the feng shui master holding on to the railing of the bridge, his eyes staring at the water under the bridge.

Under the dark clouds in the sky, in the middle of the gloomy river, a few splashes suddenly rolled up. After the splash, several whirlpools were formed.

In the midst of the splash, something soon poured in.

The feng shui master shouted loudly: "Lights, turn on the lights, turn on the lights!" ”

The searchlights used for the project were immediately turned on, and the lights were cast on the river, illuminating the whirlpools on the water.

The things under the river slowly floated up, and everyone could see that they were the sacrifices that had just been thrown into the river.

The pig's head and the sheep's head were held up by those splashes, up and down, looking out of place

It's weird.

And the roosters that were jumping around were not drowned, and they kept tossing in the splash.

The sacrifice given to the river god was actually returned untouched. Even people who don't understand the river festival know that this kind of thing is definitely wrong.

Sweat ran down the feng shui master's face and kept flowing.

This situation has obviously exceeded his expectations, and he has run out of ideas on how to face it.

Before the matter was settled, someone shone a searchlight farther away from the river.

Under the illumination of that beam, another strange scene appeared.

The boy and girl who had just been put down in the row had also returned.

They were still standing on the raft, drifting towards this side of the altar.

But everyone knew in their hearts that the river was flowing downstream. When the raft is released, the raft also floats downstream with the water. But now, the raft has drifted back. In other words, the boy and the girl were riding on a wooden raft and were swimming against the current.

The two miserable faces of the boy and the girl, under the strong enough beam of the searchlight, actually showed a ghostly smile, which looked particularly strange and terrifying.

The sheep's head and pig's head flipping up, the rooster jumping around, and the paper human sacrifice floating from the downstream all constantly stimulate the nerves of the people around them.

Many people are already scared to pee and are ready to run away. However, because the commander-in-chief has not yet given the order, they have been watching, but the atmosphere at the scene has been tense to the extreme. There were so many people at the scene, but there was no sound except the sound of the splash of the river.

"Grass mud horse!" The commander-in-chief scolded angrily, and threw the big horn in his hand into the river. But he didn't hit anything, and the big horn popped and sank to the bottom.

"Erleizi! Damn, what about the second thunder......" the commander-in-chief shouted hysterically.

"Third uncle, I'm here ......" From a crane, Er Leizi showed his head and shouted at the commander-in-chief.

Everyone knows that this Erlei is the nephew of the commander-in-chief, and he is a master who is not afraid of heaven and earth. Usually he is also flying and domineering, and he has no serious work, so he was arranged by the commander-in-chief to work as a crane driver in the construction team.

"Erlei, you fucking drive the crane for me and kill those two paper figures for me." The commander-in-chief stood on the bridge, dancing and directing.

In fact, the paper figure was not alive in the first place, and it was not a death at all. But everyone understood the meaning of the commander-in-chief at that time, and no one struggled with this word.

Er Lei was a bastard, and when he heard his third uncle's order, he answered, controlled the crane arm, and stretched out above the river.

Although Erlei is a muddy person, the technology of operating this crane is a must. Every time you do a difficult and high-precision job, you have to operate it with two thunderbolts.

This time, Er Lei listened to his third uncle's order, and he also held his breath, wanting to show it in front of everyone.

At this time, the wooden platoon carrying the two paper figures had drifted to a place not far from the bridge, and the speed gradually slowed down.

Erlei controlled the boom of the crane and lowered the iron hook of the crane to the water. After two orientations, he hoisted it

The arm swayed, thus driving the big iron hook, and flung it straight towards the two paper figures.

This hit the paper man accurately, the weight of the iron hook, plus the force of wielding it, how could the two paper figures withstand it. His head was immediately deflated by the iron hook, and he fell into the water one after another.

"Grass and mud horses, fight with Lao Tzu, Erlei does a good job." The commander-in-chief swore and yelled, spitting at the stars.

(End of chapter)

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