After the bearers had performed for a while, it was the sorcerer who stood on the altar and motioned for the bearers to come up.

The bearer who received the order walked up to the altar with a heavy sack on his shoulder.

The two bearers who walked in front of the wizard squatted down and shrugged their shoulders up, and in the blink of an eye, two huge sacks had been carried onto the shoulders of the wizard wearing the ghost mask.

The sorcerer wears a wide coat and gives the wind a "whirring" sound.

But she straightened up, stood with her feet apart, and let go of her hands, and the two sacks rested firmly on her shoulders.

The wharf and the crowd on the dam were cheering and cheering......

At this time, the other two bearers also climbed up to the altar with sacks and came to the sorcerer's side, the mage, stretched out his hands and grabbed the sacks of the two bearers.

The two bearers squatted down, and the two sacks were firmly caught under the armpits of the wizard wearing the mask of the gods.

At this time, the wizard really became Hercules, with two sacks on his shoulders and two sacks under his armpits.

The weight of hundreds of catties was pressed on his body, and he walked back and forth on the stage a few times.

Then with a shake of both hands, four marijuana bags were thrown under the stage with a "whoosh", smashing out several mud puddles.

The sorcerer standing on the platform did not bend his waist and his legs were not weak, and he stood on the altar with his head held high, which frightened the people who were watching around.

At this time, the dam was silent.

Zhao Xiong, but a person from modern times, looked at the wizard on the altar from a distance and pouted.

I thought, who is this weight fooling!

Even if he comes to power, he probably can't afford to play, and besides, this wizard is estimated to be a woman, and he is even less capable.

It seems that the Dakang Dynasty has begun to have magic!

The time for a stick of incense on the stage is over.

Then the white-bearded river official shouted again: "Worship the river god ......"!

Director Feng, who was specially responsible for the management of the Luhe Canal, Zhao Xiong and others all stood in a neat line on the west platform of the bamboo shed.

An offering table has been set up in front of the stage, with cigarette smoke, candles burning, and four kinds of snacks, dried and fresh fruits.

Under the leadership of Chief Feng, all the officials lifted their official robes and bowed to the canal, the gods, and .......

After the worship, the big and small officials returned to the bamboo hut one after another.

At the door, Zhao Xiong looked at the sky, and the sky at the canal sluice gate was gloomy.

The cold wind gusted, and in front of the altar of the bamboo shed, he saw that the tax department, Jiang Zhong, was leading a group of officials to beat gongs and drums.

To the sound of drums, the river officials invited the sorcerers wearing the masks of gods and ghosts to go around the altar for a circle, and then the five sorcerers climbed to the high altar and began to practice.

The sorcerer, dancing in a ghostly dance, suddenly plucked the rosary from his neck and chanted incantations, sometimes in a subdued voice, sometimes in a loud voice.

In Zhao Xiong's opinion, it is quite interesting.

Under the high altar, a large drum made of eight-zhang cowhide was erected, and eight fat tall and strong men beat the drum surface, and the drum sound was deafening.

After about a cup of tea, the wizard finished reciting the incantation, and pointed to the wide altar, under the canvas-covered altar, a naked man suddenly appeared.

They led a few red-robed buffaloes out from under the altar.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers changed the sound of music and drums, and they became silent, and the whole scene became solemn and calm.

The buffalo slipped along the river, and the shirtless man held the cow's neck and dragged the tail, and the slaughtered man showed his big knife!

The rosary in the wizard's hand was spinning rapidly, and Zhao Xiong, who was standing in the bamboo shed, watched the original performance with relish.

The sorcerer's left hand, the rosary in his hand turned sharply, and his right hand struck the table with a wooden pole, and the tall and strong man slammed the giant drum three more times.

The mage screamed, "Kneel"!

Then Zhao Xiong was very miraculous to see the buffalo suddenly kneel forward with its two front feet, and tears flowed down with it.

How did it know it was about to be slaughtered?

Is this cow psychic?

Thousands below, perhaps ignorant, may worship ghosts and gods.

The people on the dam unconsciously wanted to kneel.

Zhao Xiong hadn't crossed it before, and he had seen a piece of news before.

A slaughterhouse worker leads a buffalo and prepares to slaughter it.

As they approached the door of the slaughterhouse, the buffalo fell to its knees, tears shining in its eyes.

After a while, huge tears flowed down their faces.

This animal, which was thought to be stupid, was crying when it saw its eyes full of fear and sorrow.

All the people in the slaughterhouse couldn't help but tremble.

One of the shocking butchers recalled: "I quickly called the others to come and see, and they were just as surprised as I was!"

We pushed and pulled the buffalo, but it didn't move, it just knelt there and cried! ”

A man with a face in the slaughterhouse said: "Humans have always thought that animals don't cry like humans, but the buffalo really sobbed like a baby!" ”

When the other slaughtering workers heard the news, they also ran over to watch the crying and kneeling buffalo, and the scene was so crowded that they were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

Later, the owner of the slaughterhouse came, and when he saw this scene, he scolded and scolded that the cow was still killed, but the slaughterhouse was closed down not long after.

The unemployed butchers say they will never forget the tearful cow when they slaughter other animals in the future!

Zhao Xiong, who was so puzzled, frowned at the wizard on the altar, and looked around, but it was okay, and nothing happened to stampede.

He was not at ease, so he stood up and walked outside the bamboo shed to call Zuo Liangyu and Liu Sheng, and instructed them to maintain the scene.

The villagers in the market on the dam all knelt on the ground one after another, and the gate men and shallow men who maintained order also wanted to kneel.

But Zuo Liangyu walked over with Liu Sheng and scolded loudly, so most of them were still upright.

The group of officials sat under the bamboo hut and discussed with great interest.

In ancient China, officials were basically literati, and intellectuals actually did not believe in the existence of ghosts and gods from the bottom of their hearts.

The literati of ancient times actually had a concept similar to "naïve materialism".

Talking about ghosts and gods has always been despised by Confucianism.

Of course, Zhao Xiong was not among them, and a cool breeze hit, and he couldn't help but shudder in the bamboo shed.

On the river beach, the slaughtered man showed his knife, and standing on the altar, the ghost-faced mage rosary suddenly stopped and shouted: "Sacrifice to the river god!" ”

"You can't kill cows!" There was a loud shout from the canal.

Everyone looked up at the uninvited guests.

A small boat docked quickly on a small trestle under the dam.

At this time, a man jumped out of the boat, in his twenties, with a tall white face and a burly physique, but at first glance he was dressed as a scholar.

He wore a thin cotton robe of half-worn gray satin, and a cotton cloak over it, and rushed to the river.