When everyone spoke, they could already hear the howl of the wolf and the beast, and seeing that the sound was getting closer and closer, it was really like what Ren Peacock said, all of them walked away around the Guandi Temple, and never stayed outside the wall of the wall.

In the middle of the night, the beast roared and walked around, and Yue Guanchao and they experienced noisy in the middle of the night, so they each went back to the side hall to rest.

Approaching the size of the cold, the temperature of the night in the Qinling Mountains is very low, coupled with the humidity in the mountains, it is even more wet and cold, even if the body is covered with a quilt, you can only feel the warmth around the body when you are close to the stove, the side hall is good to say, as long as it is close to the stove, the main hall is not small and the arch beam is high, Yue Guanchao They were so cold that they didn't sleep all night, until they were sleepy in the middle of the night, and they were hazy and unconscious.

Waiting for the next morning, Yue Guanchao felt that his body was a little heavier, opened his sleepy eyelids, and when the pupils gradually became clear, Song Siyuan and Ren Peacock were covering them with quilts.

"While it's still before dawn, a few of you can sleep for a while, Sister Ren and I won't be cold if we have a stove, and when the sun rises, we have to see if the fog dissipates."

After speaking, Ren Peacock pulled Song Siyuan up and returned to the side hall, Yue Guanchao listened to the sound of the two muttering and chatting, closed his eyelids in a daze, and when he was completely awake, it was already a red sun.

Yue Guanchao saw that the temple door had been opened, and walked out of the courtyard along the grass path, Song Siyuan was waving to him with a telescope, signaling him to come up and look at the clouds.

He comprehended that he would step up to the city tower in three or five steps, and at this moment, Second Uncle Yue and Sun Daqiao were all here, and the misty clouds and mist in the distance were obviously moving slower, and there were signs of dissipation.

Song Siyuan took the telescope and said: "Since the morning, Sister Ren and I have been observing, at this time it is close to noon, the fog is obviously dissipating, although there is still the sun in the mountains, the temperature is colder than yesterday, the water in the bucket has frozen, it is expected that by about the afternoon, the fog will basically be consumed." ”

After finishing speaking, she paused and looked at Yue Guanchao: "Uncle Tang said just now, they used to worship their ancestors in front, but this time the city gate tower has been abandoned, and it is just right to hold a sacrifice through the city gate, and I have asked Tang Dayang to move things." ”

While the two were talking, Tang Dayang, Yue Erpao, and Xu Xiake snorted and walked up to the city tower with the table, and the three of them put the table in front of the battlement, and then stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yue Erpao leaned against the battlement, gasped and said, "Huhu, fortunately, the tables in the main hall haven't been transported yet, these four tables should be enough." ”

Everyone looked at the tables, each table was one meter long and half waist high, it was the table used to place tributes in the main hall, and the candle tears mottled patent leather on it fell, and it was estimated that it was too ugly to be pulled away.

Xu Xiake picked up his sharp silver sword, cleaned up the stacked candle tears with three times and five divided by two, and the desktop was a little flatter, and he picked up the dark red color-blocked tablecloth and covered it, which corresponded to the pass of the Yungu plank road in front.

"Baby, it will take a long time to prepare the sacrifices, and I will trouble you to bring up all the sacrifices, so that I can teach you to make sacrifices."

After Uncle Tang finished speaking, Yue Guanchao led them to act together, leaving only the three old men to watch the clouds at the battlement.

After about half an hour, the people gradually emptied the carriage and carried all the piles of goods up the tower and piled them aside.

There are not many things to prepare for the sacrifice, but the etiquette is very cumbersome!

They picked up the black porcelain sea bowl, filled it with the old five kinds of sacrifices, the five-colored rice was placed in front, evenly placed in the center of the tablecloth, and the tablecloth was fixed, and after that, three incense burners were placed in the front, and there were wrist-thick dragon pillar wax on each side, and three long and two short incense offerings were inserted in the middle.

Between the incense burner and the five-color grain, there is also a copper basin to be used to sacrifice livestock, except for the whole chicken, the rest of the horses, cows, sheep, dogs, pigs and other five animals only need to cut off their heads and worship.

Boiled heads, need to be padded with leaves and grass, facing the direction of people to put well, although these six animals are young calves, it is not small to carry out the head alone, the copper basin is accounted for more than sixty percent, plus a hundred grass, it is even more full.

Then, Tang Dayang respected Tang Baoguan's instructions, picked up the cross stake, spread the two strangely written regimental flags, and tied them to both sides of the table.

Everyone carefully observed the flag, this flag has a total of eight small flags, the color is similar to the five-color grain, the shape is similar to the top and bottom of the pointed Dao flag, they surround the circular bamboo cover in the middle, is firmly held up by a piece of wood, when fluttering with the wind, you can see the strange rune shadow flowing!

"Uncle Tang, what is this?"

If you don't understand, you have to ask, Song Siyuan saw that the flag didn't look like an ordinary Dao flag, and hurriedly asked a suspicious point.

Tang Baoguan touched the soul flag and explained the items in front of him to everyone: "Like the Taoist spirit flag, our soul palace also uses the soul flag, but I don't know how the system has been handed down, and it has been like this since the ancestors." ”

"This is not the most peculiar, the most peculiar thing, I haven't figured it out yet, Dayang, you give me bamboo strips and straw."

Tang Dayang handed the old man a bag of straw and bamboo strips, and he picked up the thinned bamboo strips and bent them in his hand.

However, with a stick of incense, a lifelike bull's head has been born from the fingertips!

The horns are curved, the head and eyes are docile, the muscles are knotted, and the size is like a hat.

"Uncle Tang, do you still have this skill?"