Chapter 403: Pilgrimage

Although it was bright at this time, the hour was very early, and the rooster had not yet crowed. Yang Wei wanted to get on the road earlier, so he didn't delay any longer and walked directly to the inn building.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the lobby, it was very noisy, and all the guests had already gotten up, sitting in the lobby and waiting for something. There are acquaintances chatting over tea, apparently waiting for a while.

Yang Wei came to the counter and said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, check out." ”

The shopkeeper raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Wei, recognizing that it was the poor bastard who couldn't get close to the gods yesterday, and said expressionlessly: "Six coins of silver." ”

Yang Wei was stunned, it's not too expensive, it's too cheap! Yesterday, it was a horse fed with jasmine. After thinking about it, I was relieved, scarcity is expensive, and it is estimated that the jasmine here is similar to the weeds on the secret star.

Today, this little er is not only enthusiastic, but also a little respectful, handing the reins to Yang Wei, with a flattering smile on his face, and said, "Childe, this is your mount." ”

Yang Wei's eyes fell on the horse's buttocks with Xiao Er's gaze, and then he noticed that there was a symbol on the horse's buttocks, this is a royal horse, Yang Wei knew that Xiao Er misunderstood him as the grandson of Fengzi Long.

However, Yang Wei didn't explain, turned over and got on horseback, and wanted to go in the direction of the city gate.

Just then, a loud bell rang from its location in the center of the city. In an instant, the street, which had just been a little deserted, suddenly became noisy, and every house opened its door, and everyone walked out neatly dressed.

From the direction of the city gate, a large number of people also poured in, but they were all in the costumes of farmers. They all rushed to their downtown locations.

Yang Wei is not a person who likes to join in the fun, so he doesn't care about what grand events are here, and he doesn't have the leisure time to join in the fun now. Ignoring these men, he rode in the direction of the city gate.

But it backfired, everyone looked at Yang Wei with strange and unkind eyes, and now Yang Wei is particularly conspicuous, everyone rushed to the location of the city center, and only Yang Wei walked alone in the direction of the city gate.

An old man dressed as a farmer who had just entered the city. Obviously, it was the leader of these peasants who kindly blocked Yang Wei's way, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, Childe, don't you know that today is the day of pilgrimage?

I came here from other places, and I just arrived here yesterday, I didn't know that there was such a grand event today, thank you for reminding me." I almost missed the great opportunity to make the pilgrimage!"

But he was scolding in his heart, you are an old immortal, and the dog is nosy with a mouse. You're in the middle of nowhere. How can Lao Tzu go? This time, he must not be immediately accused of being a blasphemer? He really doesn't want to see the mosquito tribe now, because that will increase the danger of his exposure.

As soon as Yang Wei's words came out, everyone's faces showed a look of relief. Yang Wei hurriedly dismounted, led the horse on foot, and walked with these people in the direction of the city center.

Yang Wei's move. In the eyes of these people, it is an extremely pious performance, which makes these people extremely comfortable in their hearts. In fact, Yang Wei didn't want his goal to be too big, everyone walked, and he rode on the horse alone. It wasn't a light in the night, and no one else wanted to pay attention to him.

Yang Wei had a devout look on his face. His heart was extremely bitter, he had known that there was such a thing today, he would have slept lazily! He didn't know that when the time came, someone in the inn would wake him up, and on the day when the gods came, who would dare not go on a pilgrimage?!

Yang Wei followed the bustling crowd to the central square, which was wide enough that about 30,000 people had gathered here, and people were flocking here from all directions.

The old man pointed to the area in the center of the square and said to Yang Wei: "Childe, let's go and worship blood first." After a while, our blood quality will drop and we will no longer be able to offer to the gods. ”

Yang Wei felt bitter in his heart, after a while, that would not be what I wanted? Why did these people still rush to donate blood? However, he could not say anything now, and could only follow the flow of people to the center of the square.

Here, the further down the middle, the more crowded it became, but everyone was anxious, but they still kept orderly. It's crowded, but it doesn't have the smell of the crowded people on earth, and everyone has a floral scent, even the filthy beggars.

At this time, a gorgeously dressed young man raised his voice in front of him: "Everyone, can you let me come first with a different flower that blooms once in a hundred years just now, my blood quality will definitely make the gods look at our Divine Grace City with admiration." ”

One of the people in front said disdainfully: "Come less! God said that no reason can be used as an excuse to disrupt order." Do you want to be a blasphemous?!" As soon as the big hat was buttoned down, the man stopped talking, his face turned pale, and cold sweat rolled down his head, and he honestly stood back in the ranks.

Yang Wei couldn't help but secretly wonder that the human beings here had been brainwashed to such an extent, and it was really more difficult to save these people than to ascend to the sky! Because they would not cooperate at all, and they would become the minions of those bloodsucking mosquitoes!

The crowd was automatically diverted in front, with the older ones going to the right, and the younger ones to the left. In the very center of the square, there are two circular swimming pools, but instead of clear water, they are full of two pools of blood.

On the edge of each blood pool, there are eighteen mosquito mouthparts fixed, the tip pointing upward, and the big head pointing directly into the blood pool. Those who arrived in the queue all stuck their wrists into their mouthparts in front of them, and streams of blood flowed to these two huge pools of blood.

The blood pool is very strange, looking at this amount of blood, it is estimated that it has been stored for a long time, but there is no sign of drying up. Not only that, but the two blood pools did not emanate a strong bloody gas, but a mixed floral fragrance.

Yang Wei reluctantly followed the team and diverted to the young people's team. God seems to be working against him, and the more he doesn't want his turn earlier, the more it will be his turn.

Seeing that the man in front of him had already sacrificed his blood, he left happily. Yang Wei had to take a step forward, close his eyes, and thrust his arms into those mouthparts.

Yang Wei didn't faint blood before, but when he saw a large pool of blood in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, and his face was a little pale. He had to close his eyes, he was afraid that his legs would be weak and he would fall directly into the pool of blood.