Chapter 89: Sheep Slaughter
When the head of the person moved, a burly knife operator in the simple passage looked solemn, holding a large chopping knife and walking step by step to the center of the venue, followed by several assistants holding several auxiliary supplies, the last of which led a sturdy goat.
The goat was snow-white and strong, obviously whitewashed and brushed, although it stopped and stopped, but it was not afraid of worrying about the fate of its imminent decapitation, but was photographed by the crowded environment, and from time to time "bleating......" shouted a few times, and seemed to reveal a bit of curiosity.
When death is imminent, you don't know it, who can save you?
The thousands of onlookers watched the opening of the show, and they were even more cheerful, who would care about the fate of the goat?
Even I, once in a while, think about it for no reason, and I don't think deeply about so many more things, and it seems that I don't have the compassion and sin of Avalokiteshvara!
But since ancient times, who has not died? But the way to die is different! People are like this, living beings are like this, and everything in the world is like this! Even if it is as big as a galaxy or even the universe, isn't it a cycle of birth and then death, and death and then life?
This sheep?
Perhaps its sacrifice can be exchanged for peace and joy in this place, but is this also a well-deserved death? Of course, this is from a human point of view, and if you look at it from the goat's point of view, it may be, "If I die, what if it floods?" ”
The operator took his assistant to the designated position and stood up, and then closed his eyes, as if he was adjusting the peak of his spirit and energy at the end, and striving to do his job in the best condition......
He adjusted himself, and a presiding priest read out the reason and purpose of this slash after a gong sounded.
This priest was an old man in his fifties, and his physique did not seem to be very good, but he read and read, and he had been reading in a catchy and loud voice for more than half an hour, and the crowd was impatient to listen, and even many young people curled their left index fingers in their mouths and whistled to express their dissatisfaction, so he put away the colored paper to show that he had finished reciting.
In fact, it's no wonder that how many times in their lives can these legalists "show their faces" in front of so many people?
Long live understanding!
Then he shouted loudly: "Today, I will dedicate the head of the three sacrifices to Lord Huaguang, Emperor Guan and the gods of the land of all parties, bless me with smooth weather and good health in Wuliang Village, and those who study will be out of the province, cross the Yangtze River and cross the Yellow River, go to Yan and Tsinghua University, and stay abroad to stay abroad; The health at home is full of food; Those who work outside the home and do business will be smooth and profitable, those who will be promoted will be promoted, and those who will be rich will be rich......"
Just when everyone thought that they would consume tens of thousands of words for several hours, his words changed sharply: "Next, I announce, cut off the three animals - start - start!" ”
The spirit of the crowd was lifted, and the audience was instantly silent, and the long-awaited show was finally about to begin.
At some point, the white goat had been covered with a red cloth, like a bride to be married, and it stood there quietly motionless, as if it had been hit by the sunflower point.
The old man looked solemn and serious at this time: "Chop!" ”