Chapter 7: The Beginning of the Witchcraft

Mu Yong next to him also seemed to notice that Fang Luoya couldn't hold on, and reminded in a low voice: "Grit your teeth and hold on, you can't stop"

"In previous years, there would be a few or a dozen people playing the drums together, so it wasn't that hard. But they're only fourteen years old, and you're so much older than them, and if you can't stick to this, you'll be the joke of the whole tribe!"

Listening to Mu Yong's words that confirmed his thoughts, Fang Luoya took a deep breath again, exerted all his strength, forcibly endured the weakness and soreness of his arm, gritted his teeth and continued to play the drum.

I don't know how long this drum will last, but it seems that I can only hold on

Gradually, the sweat on Fang Luoya's forehead gradually became thicker and thicker, and the sweat flowed down his face, back and down like a stream.

Later, Fang Luoya felt that his arms were dead, and he was completely numb, leaving only mechanical movements to continue beating the big drum.

Fang Luoya's heart began to show a trace of despair, if this continued, he was afraid that he would be able to hold on for a minute or two at most, and he would not be able to hold on at all.

As time passed, Fang Luoya's eyes began to darken for a while, and it seemed that it was time to completely support it;

At this moment, Fang Luoya suddenly felt that the place of his left chest, the place where his heart was beating violently, suddenly became hot, as if something had suddenly woken up, and then a trace of heat began to overflow, and then slowly extended towards his arms.

And this trace of heat quickly relieved the numbness of the arms, and even made his arms feel full of strength again, and when the drumsticks were waved, it seemed as if they had just started in the first place, and there was no longer any soreness and numbness.

"What's going on?" Fang Luoya looked down at his chest, and didn't notice anything abnormal, but felt that after this trace of heat overflowed, the thing seemed to be dark and silent again, and his wildly beating heart gradually returned to its normal rhythm at this time.

And if he hadn't been wearing clothes at this time, he could see the color of the flame-like mark on his chest, which had suddenly turned red, and the color was slowly fading

As time passed, the teenagers next to them began to show surprise in their eyes at this time

The horse-faced boy said in horror, "How is it possible? It's been almost a quarter of an hour."

"What's the matter, this waste can last so long, is it cheating?" a young man with yellowish hair next to him also wondered.

"How do you cheat this?

Just as Fang Luoya felt that his hands were gradually starting to be sour again, Mu Yong on the side finally said loudly: "Okay, stop, Wu is here!"

Wu had already walked out of the hut by this time, and as the drums stopped, the crowd around them gradually stopped clapping;

I saw that Wu was wearing his hair loose at this time, with two antlers on his head, ** on his upper body, and the small wooden bowl that was tinkering with something just now;

"Push up the sacrifice prepared by Mu Yong"

Walking to the fire, Wu looked around at the crowd around him, then looked up at the round moon overhead, and shouted in a deep voice.

With the sound of Wu shouting, the sound of heavy footsteps soon came from outside the earthen flat.

I saw eight tall men striding into the arena carrying four pillars.

Fang Luoya looked at it, and his heart was shocked, because on these four pillars, his limbs were hanging upside down, and four huge beasts were tied;

They are a white tiger with eyes about a foot long, a huge black bear weighing about 1,000 catties, a black panther with dark eyes and a fierce light, and finally a fox with fiery fur

Looking at these four beasts that were obviously extraordinary, Fang Luoya couldn't help but turn his head in horror and glanced at Mu Yong next to him;

As if feeling Fang Luoya's gaze, Mu Yong grinned twice, patted Fang Luoya's shoulder, and said, "Ah Ya, don't look at me, I can't get together these four guys in two days, but most of the people in the tribe owe Yun Ling and her mother some lovers to go out together, and lay dozens of traps to make up these four."

Looking at Mu Yong's indifferent appearance, Fang Luoya took a breath gently, although what Mu Yong said seemed to be relaxed, but he was very clear, he wanted the entire tribe to go out, just to find a few such beasts, this favor is not small!

Fang Luoya didn't say much, just nodded lightly.

The eight strong men lifted the four beasts in front of the witch, who nodded slightly, and then slowly pulled out a gray-white sharp knife made of unknown things from his waist, gently raised it towards the sky, and then began to slowly circle around the four beasts.

At the same time, a strange and mysterious ballad began to be sung

Fang Luoya didn't understand this ballad, but listening to this distant tone, unconsciously, his whole mind was obviously affected by this ballad, and began to sway gently around his body unconsciously with the tone of the ballad.

The many witches gathered in front of the fire next to him began to gently sway their bodies to the song of the witch.

And the witch who circled around the four beasts was moving faster and faster at this time, and at the same time, the tone of the song in his mouth was getting faster and faster, and it was getting higher and higher

The witches next to them seemed to have been affected, and their bodies swayed faster and faster, and even began to shout with the tone of the witches.

The beasts that were hanging upside down on the pillars seemed to be aroused by these shouts, and they also began to roar and struggle.

In an instant, the roar of the tiger and the roar of the bears were accompanied by shouts and songs throughout the village

It didn't take long for Wu's footsteps to slowly fill up, and the sound of the song began to slow down slowly, until he had finished singing the ballad, and then he stood still before the four beasts again;

And Fang Luoya gradually regained his consciousness at this time, but he remembered what happened to Fang Cai, but his heart was shocked, what kind of ballad was this witch singing, and he and so many people unknowingly fell into his ballad.

When the song was finished, the witch seemed to enter the next part of the ritual, waving the gray-and-white knife in his hand and holding the wooden bowl in his hand, and began to dance a strange and rhythmic dance before the four beasts.

With the witch's movements, the beasts that were originally screaming and struggling began to slowly fall silent again, as if they were hypnotized.

Wu didn't dance for long, and then he stopped suddenly, and the gray-white sharp knife in his hand gently slashed at the thumb of his left hand, which was holding the wooden bowl;

As the white sharp knife slashed past Wu's thumb, a smear of blood stained the blade in an instant.

Wu raised the sharp knife in his hand, gently pointed it to the sky, and after muttering a few words, Fang Luoya faintly felt that the gray-white sharp knife seemed to be dyed with a subtle light under the light of the moon.

As if he had completed some kind of ritual, Wu raised the sharp knife in his hand, walked towards the four fierce beasts, and suddenly plunged the knife into the tiger's chest, and then pulled it out neatly;

The wooden bowl on his left hand reached out to the tiger's chest, and after receiving some spurts of blood, he walked on to the next black bear;

In this way, he took four kinds of blood from the chests of the four beasts in a row, and then turned to look at the bright moon above his head, the white sharp knife in his hand gently stirred slowly in the wooden bowl, and at the same time from time to time he used the tip of the knife to pick out some blood and sprinkle it on the fire in front of him, and his mouth was full of words.

"Today, with the blood of the four spirits of tigers, bears, leopards, and foxes, I sacrifice to the ancestral spirits of my ancestors, and may the ancestral spirits always bless our clan and continue the bloodline of my Wu clan."

With these words of Wu and the spread of those blood, there began to be some strange whimpering winds around the entire earthen lawn, and small winds swept up on the ground, blowing the flames of the fire to sway in all directions.

Fang Luoya looked at the four beasts that were obviously dead with a look of surprise, he really couldn't understand it, although Wu should have stabbed these beasts in the heart every time, but why did these beasts not react at all;

There was no scream, no struggle

However, at this time, there seemed to be no time for him to doubt, and Mu Yong, who was standing next to him, suddenly pushed him gently.

When Fang Luoya came to his senses, he saw the witch standing by the fire, who was nodding to him at this time, as if he was calling himself over.

Not daring to slack off at the moment, after taking a deep breath and suppressing the tension in his heart, Fang Luoya strode close to Wu's body, and then stood still in front of him under Wu's signal.

Wu took a breath softly, and at some point the gray-white sharp knife in his hand was gone, but he stretched out the second finger of his right hand, lightly dipped the blood in the wooden bowl, and then pointed at the center of Fang Luoya's eyebrows, drawing a special symbol between his eyebrows.

Immediately after that, it was stained with blood in the wooden bowl, and he continued to draw one symbol after another on Fang Luoya's cheeks.

After finishing this painting, he threw the wooden bowl in his hand casually, held his right wrist with his left hand, and at the same time made a sword finger with the middle two fingers of his right hand, pointed to Fang Luoya's eyebrows, and shouted in a deep voice: "Heavenly Dao Firmament, Xuan Ming Method, respectfully invite my Wu Clan Ancestral Spirit, the magic power of the Enlightenment Bloodline!"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his right foot and stomped it violently.

With Wu's stamping of his feet, Fang Luoya's body was agitated, and he felt that the wind around him suddenly sounded, and the wind wheals that had been gently rotating in the earthen flat suddenly condensed towards his body, and then quickly condensed together and turned into a strange wind whirlwind that enveloped himself in it, spinning rapidly around him.

At the same time, the moon above his head seemed to brighten up instantly, and it seemed that there was a faint light that fell towards the top of Fang Luoya's head.