"Eh, are you also from a nearby village?"

"What, did you come here because someone told you to shoot a gun?"

"By the way, why does this dress look better than mine?"

……

Along the way, the man followed behind Chen Jianqiu, chattering, and kept asking this and that.

Chen Jianqiu didn't answer, his pace did not slow down, and he collected the information in the man's words as he walked

Seeing that Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, the man also felt bored, so he turned to talk to himself, and the two of them walked together, which made him suddenly feel that he was bolder.

"Eh, we're almost there." The man suddenly pointed ahead.

Chen Jianqiu looked in the direction that the man was pointing, and at the end of the path, there was a faint bit of light, like countless fireflies, dotted in the dark night.

When they got closer, Chen Jianqiu could see clearly, those lights were torches. Under the light of the torches, at the end of the path, a wooden cross stood impressively.

The two of them walked out of the path, and in front of them was a large clearing in the woods, and there were many people in white robes like them, scattered in groups of three or five, some of them holding torches, some chatting.

It seems that even with white hoods, some of them still know each other.

Chen Jianqiu also found that there was a group of people who surrounded the periphery of the venue, patrolling back and forth, although their outfits were almost the same as the people in the venue, it was obvious that these people were very particular about their position.

Chances are, these are the real backbone of the Ku Klux Klan.

"Hey, what are you looking at! Let's hurry inside, it looks like the ceremony is about to begin. The person who was traveling with him patted Chen Jianqiu on the shoulder.

Just as Chen Jianqiu was about to walk into the clearing, a man who looked like a discipline maintenance officer stopped him, and the two people who followed behind him were holding torches in their hands.

"Please hand in your weapons, and when the ceremony is over, we will distribute them uniformly." It was still the sound of urns and urns, coming from under the white cloth.

Chen Jianqiu took out the revolver on his waist and handed it to the man.

He thought he would at least have to search his body or something, but the discipline guard stepped out of the way and motioned for them to go in.

Because, the legendary ritual is about to begin.

There is no imaginary platform, no flags or anything.

The crowd spontaneously formed a circle, and in the middle of the circle there was a pile of firewood, and the people at the top threw their torches into the pyre.

The pile of firewood burned quickly, turning into a large bonfire, the flames were so bright that Chen Jianqiu could feel the heat from the inner circle through the layer.

What is this for? Do you have a bonfire? A group of people in white robes are singing and dancing, how weird the scene is, today is not Halloween.

Suddenly, a trumpet sound came from behind Chen Jianqiu, followed by the rapid beat of the snare drum, and along with the drum, there was also a flute.

Then, the sound of the guitar also came, and a male voice began to lead the singing, followed by several jagged voices one after another:

"The footsteps of the Northern Army are like thunder, and the flag of the Northern Army is flying in the south, take up arms, take up arms, and defend Dixie."

"Resist Yankee with your stubborn resistance and give Yankee the deepest curse! Pick up arms, take up arms! Defend Dixie! ”

……

The atmosphere at the scene lit up for a while.

It's been almost twenty years, and these people won't be summoning spirits to the South again, and besides, this isn't Virginia. ”

The crowd behind him parted, and a man in a white robe walked in surrounded by a crowd of people, but his robe was different from the others, with a few stars embroidered on the corners.

The band and the singers followed him, and the group walked solemnly, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't find the coffin, Chen Jianqiu would have thought that the team was sending a funeral.

The leader walked to the middle of the circle, he raised his hand, and the bands behind him stopped.

He began to speak:

"My dear friends, brothers and sisters! Today, we are gathered here because our souls are the same color. ”

His voice was a little old, but it was deep.

"Twenty years ago, my comrades-in-arms and I fought for freedom, but failed, those Yankees called 'liberating' those blackmen, and now it seems how hypocritical they are!"

The white-robed man paced back and forth by the campfire, the flames rubbing high, and Chen Jianqiu was a little worried about whether his robe would be set on fire.

"Open your eyes and see what has become of our country! Black people actually walk on the same road as us? Jewish and Chinese shops were opened in the most prominent streets...... These aliens have usurped our land and plundered our wealth! But our government actually sat idly by and gave them the same rights as us! ”

The white-robed man's hand was placed in front of him, and the gesture began to "play the accordion".

He spoke impassionedly, and if it weren't for the hood, he would have been able to see the scene of his spittle flying stars.

"We should pick up our guns and take back the wealth that belongs to us, and it should all start tonight."

The man behind him handed over a rifle, and the white-robed man raised the rifle high and fired a shot into the air.

The people around him also waved their arms, and the crowd shouted excitedly.

Chen Jianqiu guessed that behind these masks, in addition to the young people he saw yesterday, there should be some farmers from nearby villages, such as the ones who came to fight with them in the tavern last time.

This posture is to make a mess with GM, it's really lively.

However, with just a few crooked melons and cracked dates, this town can barely be taken, and it is difficult to say whether it can be pushed ten kilometers further north.

If he hadn't killed the State Mounties himself, it is estimated that Fultz would have been able to pull them to the Colorado River to fill the hole the next day after receiving the news.

It is estimated that the high probability is still to use the name of "zero yuan purchase".

The white-robed man waved his hand back, and a group of people pushed the cross at the door, and Chen Jianqiu realized that the cross was full of straw.

The man in the white robe raised his gun and pointed it at the sky:

"Let the flames purify this polluted country!"

"Burn! Burn," the surrounding Ku Klux Klan cried out.

The white-robed man took the torch from the man behind him and lit the cross.

The cross was burning, and the atmosphere at the scene was even more "warm", and many people in the front row had sweat stains on their white hoods.

"Wait a while, I will distribute weapons to you, and each and every one of you can join us in fighting for yourself."

The white-robed man's words once again ignited the emotions of those around him, and the crowd erupted in cheers, as if they had seen the money in the boxes in the homes of the Jews.

But the white-robed man's voice suddenly paused, and he raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

After the scene calmed down, the white-robed man said again:

"But before I go, I have one thing to deal with."

He looked around at the crowd, and his voice was a little cold:

"According to my information, there is a traitor among us!"

(End of chapter)