After a whole night of rain, the first light between heaven and earth shone through.

The sky, which had been tall and wide, was shrouded in a cloud, and the dull raindrops fell on the still sleeping land, disappearing into the cold mist. This cool breeze morning began to carry a little sadness again, mixed with a little darkness.

Even the towering peaks, the original shocking grandeur and grandeur, were overshadowed by the thin mist.

Many people stay up all night and seem to be waiting for the dawn to come.

After Gao Wenshan learned about Xia Fan's plan, he was quite satisfied. praised Xia Fan a little, and then laughed: "You kid is quite affectionate." ”

Xia Fan's face turned red, but he suddenly remembered the woman who was injured in the car accident, and said with a solemn face: "Watching someone die in front of me, I really can't do it, I always want everyone to be happy." ”

Gao Wenshan straightened his face and said, "Although you have a good temperament. But... Alas..."In this world, there are many things that kill people and buy goods, and the law of the jungle abounds, and it is always difficult for people who are too kind to survive." People who are too kind and too soft-hearted are unhappy because they care too much about others, but there are not so many empathy in the world, they will only gain inches, and they will be too considerate of other people's feelings, and they are destined to be uncomfortable.

Gao Wenshan said earnestly: "Xiao Fan, your kindness must be a little sharp!"

Xia Fan nodded as if he didn't understand.

It was bright and the rain was still falling, and many villagers got up early, looking at the weather, very worried.

At this time, someone had already returned from the riverside and shouted along the street: "The river will soon overflow the embankment!" A sentence exploded in the hearts of the villagers, and the bustling crowd instantly became noisy. Everyone was very afraid that if the rain continued to stop, once the river burst its banks, the consequences would be unimaginable, and no one would be able to bear it. Even if everyone leaves the village now, how can ordinary people like them survive in a different place in such a world where the strong are respected?

I don't know who took the lead in shouting. "Go to the ancestral hall and worship the river god. ”

In an instant, everyone rushed towards the ancestral hall. Sadly, I can only pin my hope on the ethereal but great river god.

The ancestral hall of the Li family is the central axis of the mountain type, sits in the northwest and faces the southeast, is three zhang three zhang wide, is about eleven zhang deep, is surrounded by two zhang to high brick wall, magnificent and ancient, covers an area of more than one acre. Three-storey courtyard, the front yard door is a wooden structure of five phoenix buildings, rest on the top of the mountain, covered with green tiles, and the Russian horn is high. The front of the gatehouse, the bucket arch under the eaves is densely covered, the horizontal fang is engraved with the pattern of double dragons playing with pearls, the horizontal fang is carved below the double phoenix Chaoyang, the door plaque is engraved with the four words of "Li's ancestral hall", the strokes are vigorous and powerful. Inside the gatehouse, the top of the front room is covered with wooden planks, and the back room has flat windows and ceilings. By the two corridors and the pavilion to the main hall, the beam junction is a person bouldering column; the upper end of the vertical pillar supported by the hanging column on the left and right as a davit, the male and female lions are carved opposite, lifelike. The ancestral hall enters three rooms, the front and back, five rooms each, all have patios, a total of about forty or fifty pillars, the ground, the heavenly pool, the steps are all paved with bluestone slabs. On both sides of the front and back corridors, there are small round doors leading to the garden, which is full of flowers and green grass, and there are three hundred-year-old pine trees, which are more and more verdant when the rain and wind blow. In such a poor mountain village, it seems extremely arrogant.

I don't know when, Li Laishun and the wizard have come to the ancestral hall hall, and both of them are standing aside. Xia Fan and Gao Wenshan also came to the side hall to stop. In the first place in the hall, three layers of tablets are neatly placed, and the ancestors of Lijia Village are enshrined.

In front of the spiritual seat, there is a shelf that I don't know what to do. The two white candles with thick arms of adults on the left and right sides seemed to have burned overnight, and the candles were extremely hot at the moment. Under the smoke, a dense bush of incense burned. Incense ash has fallen all over the quaint and huge bronze incense burner.

A huge bamboo cage was arranged in this hall, but there was a beautiful girl with dull eyes and a dead face imprisoned inside, it was Xiuxia, who seemed to be physically and mentally exhausted. Knowing that he was about to die, he seemed calm and abnormal, not crying or making trouble, but at this moment, there was some expectation in his eyes that the moment would come, and he waited calmly. When she learned that she had been chosen to worship the river god, she was extremely resentful at first, complaining that her father was just silent, and stayed in this bamboo cage for a day and a night. Later, she just silently felt that it was cost-effective to save the village and sacrifice herself, but she was very reluctant to give up her father and mother. Suddenly, I remembered the young man who spoke for himself in front of the villagers yesterday, although he was a little reckless, but he felt so manly. Unconsciously, a faint smile faded.

The sacrificial rites were extremely cumbersome. After the death of Tie Zhu's father, Li Laishun, who has the highest rank in the village, offered incense, read blessings, offered rice soup, served tea, offered silk, offered wine, offered food boxes, offered meat, offered blessings, burned blessings, and bowed to the gods. When burning the paper on the silk, the sorcerer offers a glass of wine in front of the spiritual seat, and then the priest sends it to the place where the wine is burned, and the wine is poured on it, and the wine is dripped, which is the word "heart" to show the devotion of the sacrificer. After that, all the villagers each held a flower, and after kowtowing one by one, they put the flowers in their hands in the bamboo cage where Xiuxia was sitting. Make a gesture and retreat out of the hall in turn. The process was extremely slow, lasting nearly two hours.

The wizard bowed three times to the outside of the hall, which means one to worship the sky, two to the earth, and three to worship the gods, standing up, dancing Xia Fan felt extremely funny, the wizard had words in his mouth, but Xia Fan couldn't understand a word. Complete. The old witch suddenly shouted: "The sacrifice is over, please totem!"

Xia Fan was puzzled, Gao Wenshan pointed to the iron pillar that had not appeared, and the other seven big men who came out of the crowd at this moment were all naked with their upper bodies, and their bodies were painted with patterns that Xia Fan had never seen, and the iron pillar was in the first place, with his hands held flat on his chest, holding a beautiful rectangular box of one person's length, on the box, the patterns were dense, and it was faintly visible that there was a dragon-shaped pattern, but it was not real.

The old wizard suddenly saw the box brought by the iron pillar, and his eyes lit up, and an imperceptible look of greed flashed in his eyes.

Thinking of it, it was the ancient sword that she borrowed from her second uncle, and at this moment, the things she thought about day and night were close at hand, and it was difficult for her to remain indifferent in front of people.

The iron pillar walked straight towards the spiritual position of the hall, and Yu Guang saw Xiuxia who was still in the bamboo cage, and his blood was surging. Holding back the anger in his heart, he knelt heavily in front of the spiritual seat with a bang. Gently wipe the rain off the box, open the box, there is an ancient sword inside, and on the scabbard, there is also a dragon-shaped pattern, vivid, as if about to come out. Although Xia Fan couldn't see the sword body, when Xia Fan moved his gaze to the hilt of the sword, suddenly, Xia Fan's body shook uncontrollably, extremely excited, Xia Fan suddenly found that the hilt of this sword was very similar to the hilt of the silver long sword that caused him to cross here.

Gao Wenshan suddenly felt Xia Fan with an abnormal expression. asked softly, "Xiao Fan, what's wrong?"

Xia Fan couldn't hide the excitement and joy in his heart, forcibly held back his trembling body, and whispered: "Master, this sword seems to be the mysterious long sword I said!"