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After another day's journey, they came to a remote village and town.

At this time, it is the wax moon season, when it is almost evening, the sunset is obliquely shining, I see the hundred and ten villages in the distance, the cattle and sheep on the ridge are flocked, the smoke curls by the riverside, and the pastoral scenery is quiet and comfortable.

Everyone couldn't help but stop and watch on a hillside, and they were all moved by the beautiful scenery in front of them.

I was looking, but I saw a group of people in the distance, pushing a big cart, and a big drum was placed on the car, blowing and beating.

When they arrived, they saw that these people were all dressed as ethnic minorities, both men and women were wearing leather boots, various leather skirts around their waists, and long feathers on their heads, and behind them were carrying wine barrels and slaughtered animals, as if they were going to do something happy.

When this group of people saw Long Zixi and his party, they giggled, pointed, said words they didn't understand, and left in a hurry.

Tuda Humane:

"Now is the wax moon season, and there are many customs of wax sacrifice in various places, could it be that these people are going to do the things of the wax sacrifice? If so, we can feel it for ourselves, but it is rare. ”

When they all said yes, they went down the hill and followed the group towards the village.

When I entered the village, I found that every household was busy, some were making wine, some were slaughtering livestock, some were lighting fires, some were smoking around the houses, some were chasing rats, and more were cleaning up garbage.

They found a larger village and asked for a night's borrowing.

The owner of the house, a man in his forties, was also dressed like the people he had just seen, and welcomed everyone in warmly.

Tu Daren didn't know if the other party could understand his own language, so he asked tentatively:

"This master, it's very lively here, but what's the joy?"

To everyone's delight, the man actually understood the Central Plains language, but he couldn't speak it very well.

Listen only to the man:

"Yes, Lap Sacrifice. You, the guests, come from afar, and we welcome, participate, and come together. ”

A woman had already brought the drink, but it was white, like milk, and smelled of an animal's primordial fishy smell.

Seeing that everyone was hesitating in their hearts, the master smiled and said:

"Milk tea, delicious."

Only then did everyone drink with confidence.

But the fishy smell is strong and not very palatable.

And the man said:

"For a while, the wax sacrifice, eating meat, drinking wine."

Bihaha laughed.

When the people saw him talking and making gestures, they already understood that he was telling everyone to participate in the wax sacrifice for a while, where they could eat meat and drink wine.

The earth lord arched his hand and said:

"Thank you."

After a short time of sitting, it was already dark, and every house lit torches, but I heard the drums outside, mixed with musical instruments and the sound of children running and shouting.

The master rejoiced:

"It's time, let's go."

When I went out of the courtyard gate, I saw that the torches were all over the village, and the sound of people was bustling in my ears, and I had already seen a large bonfire not far away, and there were more than 100 torches around it.

In front of the torches sat a large circle of people, and men and women were heading there, and it was very lively.

Everyone knew that it was the place of the ritual.

When they got there, the man who led them took the first step and said something in front of another old man.

The old man nodded, his face beaming with joy.

The man beckoned to them, and the crowd crowded to the old man.

The old man spoke fluently in the Central Plains language, and said:

"Welcome, this is the first time we have guests from the Kingdom here to participate in the Wax Festival."

Tuda Humane:

"It's also the first time we've participated in the wax festival in your place, so it's bothered."

And they sat on the ground on the right side of the old man.

In front of the meeting was a row of low wooden tables, on which were placed all kinds of wine, meat, melons and fruits.

In front of the old man were two rows of wooden tables, one row near the front of which was filled with wine and meat, and the farther row with slaughtered animals.

Behind the wooden case, there is a small platform.

Look at the small platform, there are many tablets in the back, five statues of gods in front, and a row of coarse incense offerings in the front.

Fourth Brother Fang whispered to Father Yushi:

"I don't know who to offer?"

Father Yu Shi pointed and said:

According to the Book of Rites, the ancestors of this tribe are behind. In front of them are the five gods of the portal, the well, the stove, the toilet, and the land. ”

At this time, Yu Shi's father was already healed, and he no longer hung his arm.

Second Brother Fang said:

"I see. I wonder who those five gods are? ”

Seeing that the ritual had not yet begun, for some time, Father Yu Shi said:

"Hehe, it really takes a few words to say this.

"Let's start with the god of the portal. According to legend, there is a big peach tree on the top of Dushuo Mountain in the East China Sea, the trunk is coiled, and the branches and leaves are covered, stretching for more than 3,000 miles.

"There is a golden rooster on it, and there are two immortals below, one is called Shen Tu and the other is called Yu Lei, which are two brothers.

"They stood under the peach tree, monitoring the whereabouts of the hundred ghosts, and when there were evil spirits that caused unprovoked disasters and mutilated mankind, they tied up the ghosts with reeds and sent them to the bottom of the mountain to feed the tiger.

"Later, people put in the shape of a person cut from peach wood in front of the door, and also painted gods, Yu Lei and tigers to ward off evil spirits."

Second Brother Fang smiled:

"Lord Yu is very knowledgeable, it turns out that there is such a story."

Father Yu Shi smiled, and then said:

"This well god is not complicated, the legend is that it is a young woman, so people generally worship the jellyfish mother as the well god."

Third Brother Fang listened interestingly and asked:

"And what about the gods?"

Father Yu Shi looked at the field and said:

Third Brother Fang likes to listen to it, and while the ceremony has not yet begun, he will say a few more words next.

"The god of the stove has always been known to everyone, and its full name is 'Nine Heavens East Kitchen Si Ming Taiyi Yuan Emperor Dingfu Shan Tianzun', hehe, this name is straight and long.

"There are many things about its origin, such as the White Emperor of the West, the Red Emperor of the South, and so on.

"Toilet god, do you think it's a little strange?

"Hehe, the legend is that there is indeed such a fairy, but the name is good, and he is called Zigu by people.

Legend has it that Zigu was originally a concubine, but was later killed in the latrine and died unjustly, so her soul has not been dispersed, and her cry can be heard when people go to the toilet.

"The god of the earth is the lord of the land, this is the most common. But the god of the earth is the closest to the people......"

The crowd was listening interestingly, and suddenly they heard the sound of drums.

Father Yu Shi stopped and squeezed his eyes, but when he saw the crowd sitting around cheering, the atmosphere suddenly became warm.

When the people knew that the sacrifice was about to begin, they focused their attention.

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I saw the old man stand up, raise his arms, and let out a long cry, and the drumming stopped.

The old man walked to the front, stood facing the incense case, looked very humble and pious, and suddenly knelt down, and everyone screamed "woo" in their mouths, and they also knelt down.

Long Zixi and the others also hurriedly changed to a kneeling posture and shouted "woo".

The old man bowed a few times to the incense case, raised his head, and said a phone call with a tone that seemed to be inquiring.

And they all shouted in unison, as if in reply.

Long Zixi and the others couldn't understand what they were saying, but they listened to the tone of piousness, so they also learned to answer with a long call.

This was done three times.

Then, a man dressed in a more peculiar wizard appearance stepped forward, first bowed to the incense case, and then shook his body while singing in a shrill voice in the unclear Central Plains:

"There are many good years. There are also Gaoxiao, Trillions and Zi.

For the wine for the liquor, the ancestors of the ancestors. Negotiate a hundred gifts. Blessing Kong. ”

But I sang it several times.

Master Tu whispered to Father Yushi:

"Strange, isn't this an ode to my sacrifice? How could they too? ”

Father Yu Shidao:

"Xia Guan thought about it, they must have learned it from our dynasty, but they didn't translate it, and they still sang it in the Central Plains language."

The wizard-like man finished singing and writhed and danced back from one side.

The crowd cheered again.

The old man waited for the voice to subside, and as soon as he beckoned, someone brought wine.

Long Zixi and the others saw that everyone had picked up the wine cup, so they also put up the wine cup.

Look at the old man, but say something again, and then pour the wine slowly on the ground.

The crowd screamed again and poured their wine on the ground.

And so it was done three more times.

When it was over, the old man stood up, and everyone changed to a sitting position.

The old man let out a few more long shouts and returned to his seat, and then the drums beat loudly, the musical instruments sounded in unison, and everyone raised their glasses one after another, and the atmosphere became lively again.

The old man came to the Tu adults with a wine glass and said with a smile:

"A few guests from the kingdom, after the ceremony, please eat and drink to your heart's content, and there will be singing and dancing for a while."

Everyone got up and toasted him, sat down, and watched as they ate.

After a while, twelve men came out of the field, six with hard bows and six with wooden knives, and danced.

Long Zixi can't dance, but he can roughly understand the theme of male hunting.

I saw that those men were all strong and strong, with strong and powerful movements, accompanied by rapid drums, imitating all kinds of movements fighting with wild beasts, which were powerful and beautiful.

The crowd applauded from time to time.

At the end of the dance, the drumming suddenly slowed down, and the music softened.

Long Zixi looked at the field and saw eight women slowly dancing into the field, all of them covered with various flowers and feathers, carrying bamboo baskets, but they were performing the scene of working in the fields.

Everyone pointed and scratched, and laughter continued.

The Lord Natu watched the dance, nodded frequently, and said to Long Zixi:

"The world is peaceful, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, so much good?"

Longzi Xixin said:

"Although this statement is reasonable, it depends on you lords who are officials."

After a while, this dance was over.

The crowd roared with joy and raised their lamps one after another.

After a round of drinking, the drumming suddenly stopped, and one person stood up and said a few words.

The crowd cheered, as if something wonderful was about to appear.

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I saw two strong men walking into the field, bending over, looking at each other, and suddenly put their left hands behind their heads, and their right hands on each other's shoulders, jumping and turning three times, and exhaling "hi hi" in their mouths.

Then he spread his hands apart, made a forward gesture, and suddenly twisted in one place.

Long Zixi realized now that it was two strong men wrestling.

The previous action must be the etiquette before the competition.

I saw that the two of you twisted and hugged me, and the fight was very fierce, but in the end, one of them threw the other out.

The victor shouted happily, and the crowd cheered.

Next, another strong man went down to compete with Nahan who won, but Nahan won.

Nahan won two games in a row, very excited, jumping in the field, shouting something, but no one left the game for a while.

The man's gaze swept over everyone, and when he saw more than a dozen people in different costumes sitting here, he shouted and beckoned to this side.

The old man laughed and said:

"Our strong men challenge you!"

Tu Da said:

"We don't understand the facts of wrestling, and we invite the heroes of your country to perform."

The old man said:

"Hehe, it's just a joke, why not play a few people?"

Master Tu smiled:

"In this way, I can't say it, just ask the young man to come down and help the fun."

Long Zixi was about to resign, but the Fang family brothers had already laughed and pushed him into the field.

Long Zixi had to walk in front of the big man.

When the big man saw that he was a young man who was not tall and not strong, he laughed and shook his head again and again.

Long Zixi was just about to give up, when he suddenly saw the big man put his left hand behind his head again, and put his right hand on his shoulder, so he also learned from him.

The two had just turned three times, and the strong man suddenly grabbed and pulled, lifted Long Zixi above his head, and after two turns, he threw Long Zixi out.

Although Long Zixi is extremely strong in martial arts, he doesn't understand wrestling, and he doesn't know the rules of the competition, so he is defenseless, so he was caught by the other party.

After being lifted by the other party, he could have broken free, but he couldn't bear to do it and let the other party throw him out.

Everyone only said that this young man must have fallen not lightly this time, but they saw that Long Zixi clicked on the ground with his left foot and did a somersault at the moment he landed, turning the force of the forward rush away, and standing firmly on the ground.

The crowd cheered in unison.

Even Lord Tu and the Fang family brothers applauded loudly and applauded.

The big man obviously didn't expect that this throw would not hit the other party, and he was slightly surprised, and he had already bullied him again.

Long Zixi had a heart this time, and said in his heart:

"As long as you don't get caught by your clothes, you can't do anything."

Fight him with quick footwork.

The big man tried to twist Long Zixi several times but failed, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and his grasping action became more violent.

In fact, with Long Zixi's martial arts, one move can make a big man fall to the ground, but considering that it is entertainment, he has the heart of performance.

After walking more than a dozen rounds with the big man, seeing him pounce fiercely, he saw the right time, pulled, took a belt, and hooked his feet, and the big man couldn't hold his feet and fell straight out.

When everyone saw that the young man threw the big man out, they cheered again.

The old man nodded slightly, said something, and three strong men walked in.

The three of them got off the field, but they put their hands behind their backs, and the cat's waist circled around Long Zixi.

Long Zixi didn't know where to go, and he also learned to turn around like that.

It took only three turns before the three of them pounced at the same time.

Long Zixi's body fell, and he had already passed through the gap between the two, grabbed one of them by the shoulder, hooked his right foot, and sent it forward, and the big man fell to the ground.

As soon as the other two turned around, Long Zixi jumped forward and swooped forward, hitting the chest of the two of them with his left and right palms at the same time.

The two of them never expected that the little boy's palm power was so fierce that they couldn't resist it, and they both fell to the ground on their backs, but they didn't know that Long Zixi only used two percent of his strength.

The crowd cheered again, and even a few men who were beating the drums also beat the drums vigorously.

The old man laughed, walked in, took Long Zixi's left hand, and said a few words, and everyone cheered in unison.

The old man made another move, and the four men who had tried with him and the other dozen men also entered the field, and raised his thumb at Long Zixi, exhaled "Hi Hi", and turned in circles again.

After a few turns, all the big men rushed up, lifted Long Zixi up, threw it into the air, caught it, and threw it into the air, and everyone cheered.

The old man was very interested, waited for everyone to retreat, and took Long Zixi back to his seat.

Then the drums beat again, but many people started dancing.

This time, there seemed to be no rules, everyone was dancing and venting to their heart's content, dancing in different ways, and it was very lively.

Tuda and the four brothers of the Fang family were elated and clinked glasses with Long Zixi to celebrate.

Suddenly, a girl Gege smiled, twisted her waist from the dance hall and came to Long Zixi, beckoning him frequently, inviting him to come down.

Then a few more girls also came over to invite the Fang brothers and a few guards.

Brother Fang smiled:

"The second child and I are here to accompany the lord, and a few of us will go down to have fun."

Long Zixi didn't want to dance, but the girl already laughed and took his hand and dragged him down.

Long Zixi could only jump indiscriminately.

By the light of the fire, look at the girl, with a silk scarf tied on her head, embroidered with a big red flower on the silk scarf, a slender face, slightly dark skin, a high nose bridge, big eyes, slightly thicker lips, and a slightly upturned chin, revealing wild beauty, but the girl with Tian is two styles.

What's more, the girl's dancing movements are very bold, twisting her hips and shaking her hips, holding her chest and abdomen, all of which are full of youthful vitality, colliding with Long Zixi's waist and buttocks from time to time, making Long Zixi feel embarrassed and excited, and her face is red for a while, but fortunately, outsiders can't see it when the fire shines.

Jumping and jumping, the girl suddenly laughed:

"Your 'dancing' skills are really not good!"

Long Zixi was taken aback.

First, I didn't expect her to speak the Central Plains language, and second, I wondered if she said that her martial arts were not very good.

The girl smiled again.

Long Zixi suddenly woke up: She originally said that my dancing skills are not very good.

At that moment, her face was red, and her steps were even more chaotic, and she stepped on the girl's foot, almost tripping, and the girl laughed even more presumptuously.