Tang Baoguan turned his head and looked at the void with cloudy eyes: "The woman avoids, the old man avoids, only a few young babies follow me, so as not to provoke anything." ”

It is indeed not suitable for women to have such a sacrificial occasion, and in the matter of treating ghosts and gods, Song Siyuan rarely followed the customs of the countryside, took Ren Peacock down the city tower, and hid at the entrance of the stairs with Yue Qingshan and Sun Daqiao.

"Uncle Tang, didn't you say that you can only walk with the calf in the early morning? It's only afternoon, and it's out of the way! ”

Yue Guanchao remembered what Old Man Tang reminded him a few days ago, and hurriedly asked the doubts in his heart.

"Baby, as long as it is two days before and after the turn of the new and old years, the ancestors worship in the early morning because of the rule of Qinling, in the afternoon or early in the morning, the problem is not particularly big, if you have anything to say, just ask all the questions now, and after the incense is lit later, the gun is against the neck, and you can't stretch a word."

Tang Baoguan's words were very serious, the old man's face rarely disappeared from the smile, Yue Guanchao knew that it was time to move seriously, looked at everyone and nodded: "Cheng, we all know it." ”

"Okay, let's get started, you light the dragon candle, then use the candle flame to light the incense, and then light the slaughtering animals, and then don't make a sound, just stand behind me and just beckon the gong and beat the drum."

After speaking, Tang Baoguan was helped to the front by Tang Dayang and stood in the middle of the sacrifice table.

Yue Guanchao and Tang Dayang glanced at each other, picked up the fire fold and lit the half-arm-long dragon candle, and then the two of them raised the dragon candle close to the incense burner and offered five incense, and when the incense was extinguished, they stood in front of the battlement, and lit the sparks of the cattle standing in front of them.

Old man Tang said that these pigments are mixed with oil and water, which can be easily lit, and once these sparks get close to the animals, they will automatically burn all over the body, igniting a dark blue flame.

Tang Baoguan may have noticed that the front of his face was steaming, and the five fingers of his hands were like tents, leaning in front of his heart, and those fingers changed slightly, forming a strange magic seal.

"Dude~copy guy~"

A Qin roar calmed everyone down, and Yue Tang and the others inserted the dragon candle back into the incense burner, and quickly picked up the guy behind the old man.

Two people beat the drum, two people beat the gong.

Yue Guanchao and the four of them followed the rhythm, beating drums, choking gongs, and musical instruments roaring, resounding through the mountain bay.

Although Tang Baoguan said that he was old, his voice was still in the state of his youth, his voice was high-pitched and loud, and he shouted the old tune of Qin and sang and said:

"The general will shake the mountains and rivers, the people put on their clothes and armor and saddle on the horse, the big and small Lang shouted together, urging the people and horses to the front of the battle, wearing a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair, wearing a Jiuhua jade chain, a golden mirror lion buckle on the chest, a Longquan sword in the waist, a bow and a Xuan like a moon, a sharp wolf tooth sac pierced, urging away the blue-maned horse, the heroic man dared to take the lead, it was the Xiao general who urged the horse to enter, the outpost soldier reported a sound, listen to me sing the soul song ~~~~ Towering Han and Tang Dynasties, Lang Huaxia, Feasting on Wu Sheji, worshipping the country...... The soul is terrible, don't see the king of the underworld, return cautiously, for fear of disaster, see the king of the underworld, ten souls and nine deaths, don't worry, return to the secluded platform, all the heroic spirits come and go, please open the door of the earth to respect the old god, boom la babbling tiger hi ~~~"

Huayin's old dialect is a mood song produced by the people of Shaanxi who are suffering and happy, singing the love of the ancients for rural life, and has always been known for its high-pitched enthusiasm, roughness and simplicity.

Tang Baoguan has experienced decades of loneliness and suffering, and it is difficult to speak, just in response to Jing Huayin's old voice, he has a feeling, and through this ancestor worship, he will sing all the hardships of life!

For a time, among hundreds of miles of mountains and bays, gongs and drums sang enthusiastically, and the old Huayin tone was desolate and tragic, just like Tang Baoguan's life, twists and turns, high-spirited and bitter.

Hearing the end, Yue Guanchao's musical instruments unconsciously approached the rhythm of Old Man Tang, and the singing instruments sang in harmony, forming a concussive aftermath in his brain, which shocked everyone with goosebumps.

Song Siyuan and the others stood at the entrance of the staircase hole, looking at the few people in front of the city tower, somehow, they always felt that they were no longer alive, and their bodies were shadowed under the heat wave, as if their souls were flowing in front of them.

After the drums and gongs are sung, the soul song is in full swing.

The incense has been burned to the top, only sporadic smoke remains, the egg white oil on the surface of the animal has also been burned out, the color gradually degraded, the object began to be boiled by the flame, crackling and ringing, they are like six animals shouting and spitting fire, countless straw cotton wool spewed out of their mouths, five-colored flames gushing towards the battlement, like a unicorn spitting fire, magnificent!

These things, themselves are as light as a feather like paper money to worship ancestors, and they are lifted by the intense heat, and soon they float into the air with a flash of fire, and fly towards the Yungu plank road by taking advantage of the cold wind in the city tower.

From a distance, these black ash straws hovered endlessly towards the sky, and then floated towards the heads of the six animals, the fire was extinguished, and the flying ash stuck to the heads of the six animals, and then the fire was extinguished, as if there was really a soul coming to everyone and enjoying the sacrifices of the six animals.

"My God, the old god of Qinling won't really come!"

Sun Daqiao saw that the six animals were full of black ash, and his scalp was numb in shock, and he only felt that the old god had really come to enjoy the tribute!

"Sun Daqiao, haven't your family burned paper money?"