In the belly of the mountains, on the banks of the Heishui River, the tense and orderly ceremony is still going on.

The bamboo hexagram has been thrown to the ground nine times, left and right, for the wish.

Zong Zheng Qingrong finished reading the last sacrificial words, the color between his eyebrows began to open, and his kindness was revealed again.

Under the altar, three thousand raised eyebrows and provoked Ram Yu, and the private confrontation between the two was carried out countless times in the course of this sacrifice, especially when the clan witch of the Ram family walked off the altar with a gloomy face, and Ram Yu's face was gloomy and terrible.

"The rest of the steps are to sound the trumpet, slaughter the sacrificial oxen, and then distribute the sacrificial offerings to the people present." Er Lei looked at Zhu Beichen, who was dressed in a black seedling costume, and felt a little cordial, especially the faint aura on the other party's body, which really fascinated her. She carefully introduced the Miao Di sacrifice etiquette to Zhu Beichen.

The Miao people welcome the New Year in a special way, starting with the worship of their ancestors and starting the joy of the harvest in the coming year in a solemn atmosphere. The cultural atmosphere of the alien race infects every outsider, and Zhu Beichen likes this method very much. Comforting the souls of the ancestors, mourning in an indifferent heart, there is only one gratitude left. For the feelings of our ancestors, as future generations, we need to remember them forever and be grateful.

"Brother Beichen, you are dressed quite stylishly today," Er Lei's mischievous eyes looked at Zhu Beichen's outfit, showing a look of admiration.

At this moment, he was kneeling in the sacrificial hall with the Miao people for almost an hour, sweat dripping from his forehead, impatiently irritable, and his face was red from the sun.

"Oh, thank you." Stylish? Why do I think I'm so funny now, such a black dress, if I absorb a little more light and heat, will I get heat stroke? He began to regret a little bit of his playfulness for a while, and got this body of clothes, hoping that this sacrifice would end as soon as possible, which had worshiped the ancestors of the foreign tribes for an hour, which was pious enough.

"Poof!" Er Lei looked at Zhu Beichen's more and more embarrassed appearance, and the smell suddenly poured into her nose, as good as the morning light.

"Brother Beichen, let me tell you a secret."

"What?"

"You look like the groom of our Miao Village, I like you." Erlei spoke very quickly, and her shy and ignorant demeanor appeared, and she buried her head in the ground with pretense of reverence.

On the other side of the altar, the two of you and I fell into Han Qingxin's eyes one by one, "Seven rooms, the girls in Miao Village are so open?" She secretly glanced at Erlei out of the corner of her eye.

Qijian's expression was slightly embarrassed, "The Miao people are quite simple, and they never hide it in their hearts if they like a person." In fact, with the deafness and eyesight of the two of them, the communication across the altar could not avoid their scrubbing at all.

"Oh, that Erlei, thank you." Zhu Beichen's expression of emotions is almost blank, he is not good at facing this kind of scene, and his reply is even a little cold and unsatisfactory.

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During the ceremony, two young men with swords appeared in the rear at the same time. According to the rules, in order to show respect for the ancestors, all the people participating in the sacrifice are not allowed to wear knives.

They stood tall, standing tall in a sea of prostration.

They patrolled and watched the sacrificial grounds, afraid of the majesty of the sacrificial scene, and did not dare to destroy them without permission, and stood anxiously behind the crowd in the distance.

Aunt Mo Yu quietly withdrew, bowed and moved to the back. At the same time, there was also Ram Yu, who also noticed the coming from the rear at the same time.

"Why did you come back all of a sudden?" Gong Yang Yu was inquiring in a corner, this man was a close confidant of their family on the outskirts of the rainforest, and he came to the Heishui River at an inopportune time, it must be that the seedling area on the periphery has changed.

"Young master, last night our clansmen found a group of people entering the rainforest in the dark, and the patriarch took people into the forest early in the morning to search for them." The man reported anxiously.

He listed in detail the specific number of people on the other side, the equipment in hand, and other information.

"And then?"

"Dozens of people have died on our periphery, and they ran away after killing them." The viciousness and ferocity of the gang made him feel palpitations.

"Then the patriarch and his men brought them closer." The man avoided the forbidden place, and all kinds of strange sounds would always come from the forest at night, and that secret place was the source of all strange sounds.

"Where?" Ram Yu's face sank and he asked sharply.

"Sumeru Vision!" The man said with a wince.

Call! Ram Yu's expression was extremely heavy, and his heart seemed to grasp the last life-saving straw, but the straw broke at an inopportune time.

On the other side, the man who also reported from the outside reported everything that happened in the rainforest to Aunt Mo Yu in great detail, and both clans secretly placed spies outside the mountains in order to obtain external information as soon as possible.

Ram Yu was already impatiently looking forward to the end of the day's sacrificial ceremony, and the peripheral arrangements urgently needed to consult Ram Heyi. He had only heard of that secret realm before, and the ram and Yu had told him in many places that he must be careful to avoid it, once he stepped into it, even the clan witch might not be able to save it.

In fact, after confirming that the ten members of the White Tiger and his party had entered the big array in the rainforest, the patriarch had already dismissed the search team and returned to Miao Village. They were sure that as long as the other party entered there, there would be no chance of survival. The tribesmen collected the corpses of their companions and sent people to the Heishui River to report the news.

The sacrifice finally came to an end, and with the completion of Zongzheng Qingrong's salute, the day's sacrifice ended. The crowd gathered in the square retreated in an orderly manner, and the flow of people slowly left.

Ram Yu domineeringly squeezed through the layers of clansmen and walked towards the center of the altar, "Grandpa, the people from the outside have arrived." ”

Immediately, he repeated the words of the man who had just reported the message with an embarrassed face, "But, they were forced into that rainforest array by that bad old man on the periphery. ”

After hearing this, the ram and the cosy froze for a while, and anger surged into their hearts, and defeat was lost at the hands of this old fellow who did not know the current affairs.

"You take my silver medal and lead a team of witch guards to the exit of the rainforest to meet you, remember not to go near the edge of the big array."

"If any clansmen on the periphery dare to stop you, those who should be killed will be killed on the spot." The ram and cosy are going to fight to the death, if there is a change in the selection of You, he can only rely on this team of foreign aid, which is his last hole card.

Mo Yu approached Zong Zheng Qingrong and muttered in a low voice. The form of the outer room showed the old clan witch one by one, and Zong Zheng Qingrong nodded after hearing this, "Let them go, we will ignore it." ”

The witches of the clan have their own wisdom, this woman does not want to fall into this troubled water again, she believes that the little girl in the bamboo building has the ability to solve all the affairs of the clan.