Watching the young man gallop out of sight, Fan Yu's eyes narrowed, and his eyes were excited.

"Tomorrow, when the high priest succeeds, the Babuto village will be carried forward in my hands, and I will be allowed to obtain a province of land and become the territory of the village, and at that time, I will also be the overlord of the South Vietnamese country. ”

Thinking in his heart, Fan Yu clenched his hands and breathed rapidly, watching the sunset and the black curtain coming.

In the long dark night, a purple light pierced the night sky, opening the dark curtain of dawn.

The day of the Great Festival has arrived.

The residents of the village, stepping on the dew in the early morning, breathing the fresh air of the mountains, walked out of their homes and gathered on the square and around the square platform.

Boarding time.

The whole village is full of life and the atmosphere is warm. All of them start in the morning by fasting and waiting for the three poles of the sun to come.

The sun finally jumped out of the embrace of the mountains.

Spreading to the top of the cottage stone steps halfway up the mountainside, Qin Guoning walked down slowly, and behind him, two young men followed step by step, and together with Qi Guoning, they walked down the stone steps and came to the square.

"Mr. Qin, today is the day of the big sacrifice, if your grandson does not return to the village at the time of the third pole of the day, then our village will be completely sealed, even if he comes back, he will not be able to enter until ten days later. ”

On the square, Fan Yu, who was surrounded by many young people, saw Qin Guoning walking out of his residence, walking down the mountain, and walking in front of him under the "accompaniment" of two young people in the village, he suddenly sneered at the corner of his mouth and asked, "I don't know when your grandson will arrive?"

"Heh, he is a good talker, he will definitely be able to come back, thank you Fan Zhai for your concern. ”

Qin Guoning smiled faintly and replied.

"Since Mr. Qin is so confident. Then I won't ask much. ”

Fan Yu smiled, shook his head lightly at the two young men beside Qin Guoning, and then said, "Today's big festival, I want to invite Mr. Qin to be the guest of honor, I don't know what Mr. Qin thinks?"

"Thank you Fan Zhai for seeing it, I am very happy. ”

Qin Guoning hugged his fists and agreed.

In fact, he knew in his heart that even if he didn't agree, Fan Yu would try his best to leave it on the square.

"Good. ”

Fan Yu had a sneer on his face, waved his palm, and said to the young man who was guarding beside him, "Move a chair for Mr. Qin." ”

Tone falls.

A young man ran out of Fan Yu and ran towards the village.

A moment later.

The young man hurried with a bamboo chair and placed it next to the high platform.

"Mr. Qin, please. ”

Fan Yu stretched out his hand, sneered, and please.

"Good. ”

Qin Guoning was refreshed, walked directly to the bamboo chair, sat down gently, and looked at the high platform.

Two shots on the day.

The sun hits the plateau, and the temperature begins to rise in a straight line.

But suddenly I saw it.

More than a dozen young people in the village, dragging a huge black cloth in their hands, came towards the high platform at a very fast speed.

At the end, climb up to the high platform and set up a black tent supported by towering columns.

Look at this scene.

Qin Guoning's brows were tightly locked, and his eyes were full of doubts.

If you don't want the sun to shine at the time of the festival, why not when the sun is not rising, but when the sun is three poles up?

If you need sunlight at the time of the festival, why do you need to use a black cloth to cover it?

However, before he could think deeply, the situation reappeared.

Saw.

More than a dozen young and middle-aged people in the village, each holding a mountain knife in their hands, drove the ninety-seven Chinese-faced men and women who were tied up with ropes, and slowly came towards the high platform, attracting a large number of people next to the high platform to turn their heads to look.

"Why are there so many?"

Qin Guoning suddenly stood up from the bamboo chair, with a look of shock in his eyes, and looked at the ninety-seven Chinese-faced men and women who were walking slowly in disbelief.

Gradually.

The shock on his face disappeared, his face became gloomy, and his eyes flashed with a thick killing intent. A pair of veteran hands clenched even harder, their nails sank into the flesh, and the pain stimulated the nerves.

However, the next moment.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, knowing that at this moment, with his strength, if he made a move, not only could he not save these Chinese people, but he could also put him in danger, and the gains outweighed the losses.

As a veteran, he is very important.

A group of 97 men and women with Chinese faces, escorted by more than a dozen young people in the village who were armed with mountain knives, slowly walked up to the high platform, stood around the pillars on the high platform, and stood in a circle and circle.

Finally.

On the high platform, all the men and women of Chinese faces stood up.

Fan Yu, who was under the high platform, moved under his feet, his eyes were excited, he held his head high, stepped on the wooden steps next to the high platform, walked up to the high platform, and walked in front of everyone.

Condescending.

Fan Yu looked at the many clans in the village, and shouted excitedly: "Today, our village is a big day, if it is successful, my Babuto village will be immortal, and it will be easy to get a province in Nanyue." The glory of our village starts from today. ”

The extremely inflammatory language reached the ears of the large number of people in Babuto Village under the high platform.

Suddenly.

Everyone waved their arms, everyone blushed, everyone shouted, everyone was excited.

Fan Yu saw that in just a few words, the atmosphere of the scene exploded, and he couldn't help but be proud in his heart.

But. He was still awake and knew that there was still a great sacrifice.

"Okay, now...... We kneel down and ask the High Priest to come down the mountain!"

His face turned pale, his hands were raised, and he pressed against the people under the high platform, and then his body turned around, facing the mountain where Babuto Village had lived for generations, and shouted, his legs slowly bent, and he knelt on the high platform.

Everyone under the high platform, when they saw Fan Yu's movements, suddenly, they also turned their bodies and knelt on the ground in unison.

"High Priest, please come down the mountain!"

"High Priest, please come down the mountain!"

"High Priest, please come down the mountain!"

......

Wave after wave, one wave after another, the sound came from the mouths of the people under the high platform.

In the midst of the sound.

Qin Guoning's pupils shrank, his face froze, and he looked towards the mountain where he had lived for two days.

Immediately see.

After a sound wave entered the mountain, a figure suddenly stepped into the air from the top of the mountain.

"Master!"

Seeing the person who stepped into the sky, Qin Guoning was taken aback in his heart, and felt more and more that today's events were extremely dangerous, and with Fan Yu's surveillance of him, I am afraid that today will also be more auspicious.

I can't help it.

He had some prayers in his heart, hoping that Chen Hao would not come back at this time, if he returned, I am afraid it would be more auspicious.

"High Priest!"

When Fan Yu and the people in Babuto Village saw this figure, their faces suddenly showed a color of extreme excitement.

They jerked their heads against the ground and roared wildly, as if they had seen a spiritual leader.

"Get up!"

Stepping into the air from the top of the mountain, a cold voice of the figure followed the figure, reaching the sky above the high platform.

Then in a flash, it shot under the black cloth canopy and landed on the high platform.

"Thank you, High Priest!"

After Fan Yu and the others shouted, their heads against the ground raised and looked at the figure called the high priest on the high platform.