Lai?

How could he be caught?

Suddenly, Lu Xuan understood a lot of things.

I understand why Ah Lai in the mountains and forests would say the wrong direction of the ghosts.

I also understood why the ghost was able to enter the room silently that night.

Holding the extremely low temperature arm, Lu Xuan wanted to pinch the law decision, but he took into account the villagers who were sacrificing and Ah Lai, who accompanied him all the way away....... He finally let go of his hand.

"Brother Lu, are you injured?" In the strange greetings of the villagers, Ah Lai's voice made Lu Xuan feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

He sighed slightly, calmed down a little, and said lightly: "Ah Lai, that ghost came again just now, but unfortunately I didn't catch it." ”

"Brother Lu, are you okay?" Alai asked eagerly.

"I'm fine."

"But I see a lot of blood on your back."

"A simple bandage would be fine."

"I'll help you."

Ah Lai found a long cloth to bandage his wounds, and in the process, Lu Xuan's fingertips always pinched a talisman.

"Ah Lai, after staying at the old uncle's house, have you taken Zhao Zhao to familiarize yourself with the environment in the room?" After the wound was bandaged, Lu Xuan asked coldly.

"No, what's wrong? Brother Lu? ”

"Nothing."

Lu Xuan didn't talk to Ah Lai again, he had already determined one thing in his heart, but out of concern in his heart, he chose to take a few steps forward, keeping a certain distance from the other party, and the talisman that was not loosened at his fingertips meant that he always maintained a high degree of vigilance.

Lu Xuan knew that the ghost in the mountains was very jealous of the talisman in his hand, and he generally didn't dare to attack him, only when he was not in a good state, the ghost would pounce on him like a wolf and want to eat him, so he was safe for the time being.

Now what Lu Xuan cares about the most is not only this matter, but also the Wutong God sacrificed by the villagers.

All the previous signs show that this sacrifice in Lijia Village is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Compared to the sacrificial cattle and sheep, what was stripped from the bodies of the villagers was more like a sacrifice.

It's a pity that Lu Xuan doesn't know what was stripped away.

As he was thinking, the greetings recited by the village names turned into complex laughter at this moment, and in the sound of drums and bells, the piercing laughter was exceptionally clear, containing all kinds of indescribable emotions, including joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, they were mixed together, echoing in the ears.

His face was distorted by the laughter, but fortunately he didn't fall into the same state of madness as before.

Did the five gods strip their emotions from their bodies?

Although there is a guess in his heart, it is a pity that Lu Xuan has no way to verify this, he knows too little information, if he wants to really understand this god, I am afraid he still has to start with the villagers of Lijia Village.

The chaotic laughter of the villagers did not last long, and when the laughter stopped abruptly, Zhu Zong's thick voice sounded again: "Send God!" ”

In the midst of the chanting, the eerie laughter once again turned into a greeting!

"Wuxian, Wulang....... Five Links! Wealth, luck, blessings, joy and joy to welcome the gods, respectful and respectful - send gods! ”

With the extremely high-pitched shouts of the villagers, the rapid drumming suddenly stopped.

Is the sacrifice coming to an end? Lu Xuan's brows furrowed slightly.

Not far away, Zhu Zong said loudly: "Here, Lijia Village sacrifices to God on the fifteenth day of the first month, the coming year will be smooth and rainy, everything will go well, when bathing for three days, incense continues, in order to repay the grace of God." ”

"Congratulations to the master of Wutong!"

Lu Xuan could hear the sound of the villagers kneeling in unison.

"Let's have a feast!"

This time the shout was not from the ancestors, but more like the shouting of the old man who received them.

At this point, the sacrificial ceremony seems to be over.

The once quiet sacrificial site became noisy again, and the villagers were happily talking, and all kinds of sounds lingered in their ears, including the sound of children playing, the sound of sharpening knives, and the sound of boiling water rolling......

Is there a banquet after the sacrifice?

The lively environment made Lu Xuan inexplicably feel like he was in a paradise.

But in such a world, is there really a paradise?

What kind of god is the five gods?

Lu Xuan didn't come up with an answer, but Li Xiucai's voice interrupted his thoughts: "Hehe, little brother, the sacrifice is almost over, wait for the big guy to set up a banquet later, you can leave after eating." ”

Lu Xuan nodded, and his scorched face moved slightly: "Thank you, uncle." ”

"Where, where." Li Xiucai said with a smile: "It is fate that you can come, and you have participated in the sacrifice of the Wutong God, and you can be regarded as half of the Great Qi people." ”

"Yes."

......

The time did not delay for long, the banquet was ready, Lu Xuan was sitting with Li Xiucai and their family, and the food on the table should be very hearty and could smell the rich aroma.

Of course, there were a few other villagers from Lijia Village at their table, perhaps because of their identity as outsiders, the atmosphere was still a little restrained at the beginning, but after Li Xiucai wanted others to introduce Lu Xuan's origins, the atmosphere slowly warmed up again, after all, they are all people who have suffered a hard life, and it is easy to feel empathy.

"Little brother, you are also suffering from fate, I didn't expect that the people on the side of Dajin fled to our Daqi." An old man sighed: "But don't worry, we have Wutong Master guarding in Daqi, and there will be no major incidents, if you can't find your relatives and have nowhere to go, go back to our Lijia Village to open two acres of land, and you can live a good life." ”

It seems that the Wutong God is not the only one who is worshipping in Lijia Village, and the entire Daqi seems to be worshipping this god.

So what kind of existence is it?

Lu Xuan secretly speculated in his heart, and also knew that the other party was polite, if he really stayed, maybe his face would change on the spot, but he wanted to get more useful information from here, so he went on and said: "Uncle, you are the good people we have met along the way, where do we dare to trouble you." ”

"No trouble, no trouble." The old man said with a smile.

Lu Xuan thought for a while, and continued: "Uncle, in fact, it's not that the kid doesn't want to stay, but the kid has been seriously ill since he was a child, and a fortune teller said, I have to learn something that is beyond the reach of manpower to be able to save my life, I don't know if the old man knows where to go like this?" ”

"Hey, little brother, this is trying to ask the immortals to visit the Dao?" The old man said with some surprise: "There are places, and there is a master in our Lijia Village today." ”

Lu Xuan's brows furrowed slightly: "Uncle is talking about Zhu Zong?" ”

"It's Lord Zhuzong." The old man took a sip of the turbid wine in the cup, and smashed it: "The little brother is from out of town, I'm afraid I don't know, our Dajin Zhuzong is granted by the imperial court, not only can he practice some mysterious techniques, but also can preside over the sacrifice of Grandpa Wutong, he is a god in the eyes of our people, but I don't know if the little brother can get into the eyes of Si Tianjian." ”

"Si Tianjian?"

"Hehe, it's a place where the officials have specially arranged for Mr. Zhu Zong, and we ordinary people can go to find Mr. Zhu Zong for anything on weekdays."

When the other party said this, Lu Xuan was able to understand that it should be similar to an official organization.

"Uncle, Mr. Zhu Zong is so powerful, will he be able to get rid of demons and subdue demons?"

"Hey, don't talk about getting rid of demons and subduing demons, even if you become an immortal, you won't talk about it, little brother, I'll tell you ......"

After getting the information he wanted, Lu Xuan didn't like to listen to Fang and continued to tear it down, and scarlet blood vessels gradually spread out behind him.