"No wonder."

Liang Qu stood on the steps and glanced at it.

The river wind is mighty, and the flag is hunting.

Today is a rare good day, the whole Shangrao port is full of people.

The young men of Jianli shuttle through it, maintaining order in case someone takes advantage of the opportunity to steal.

There are enough small 10,000 people in the whole Yixing Town, counting the surrounding towns and towns, they really passed 10,000, and they couldn't stand on the bluestone street at all, and they squeezed into the reef crevices like a tide, crowding every alley.

With so many people, it was a low chatter, overlapping and converging into a frenzy.

Frightened, the surrounding waterfowl did not dare to land on the eaves, hovering in the sky for a long time.

The crowd stood silently, and the crowd gradually calmed down.

The large families sat down one after another in order and scattered in turn.

There was only one chair at the forefront, but it was idle at this time, and the chair owner was standing aside, talking to Chen Zhaoan in a low voice.

The coiled long strips of more fragrant white smoke curled, and the gray incense junction shimmered with starry red light, and the wisps spread backwards.

The timekeeping tool used by ordinary people is usually a copper kettle dripping, with an arrow shaft erected in the middle, marked with a scale, and it can be poured again when it is full, and it is only used on grand occasions to be more fragrant.

The so-called more fragrant is to add a scale to the incense used on weekdays, coiled into various shapes, and some can even be burned for several days to more than ten days in a row.

Because it is a one-time use, it is naturally much more expensive than a copper kettle drip.

The column in front of him is more fragrant and the iron ball is more hung with a thin line, and it is really stronger than the last sacrifice in all aspects, and Liang Qu is looking forward to the final feedback more and more.

The red light spread over the string, scorching the loop.

"Hammer!"

The iron ball fell into the metal disc below, making a crisp sound, and rolled around the edge of the iron plate, two clear notches floating on the surface.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

"The time has come."

Chen Zhaoan nodded and passed the word sideways.

"Drumming."

Chen Tongmin ran all the way down and shouted loudly.

"Beat the drums!"

The shirtless man with the spine perked up violently, roared, and smashed his arms down.

Boom!

Drums beat into the sky, and dust drifted in pillars of light.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The six drums beat in unison, and the surging sound wave after wave was higher than the wave, and more and more Shen Xiong was seen.

The dust on the ground rose and spread in all directions.

In just a moment, the shirtless man was red, and he let out another loud roar, and the final blow slammed into the drum, and the six strong men stopped beating the drum almost at the same moment.

The voice died out.

The people present seemed to have just escaped from the rain of thunder and lightning, their ears were buzzing, and they could not hear any other sound for a long time.

"Go live!"

The old priest's high, high-pitched voice resounded through the port.

The drums beat again, slowly and powerfully.

Chen Jiechang took the lead, pulled the four-wheeled cart step by step, and tied up "Lanshou" with ropes.

The onlookers were shocked, but they didn't dare to speak, for fear of colliding with the river god.

Lin Songbao and Li Libo followed one after another.

Li Libo was accompanied by several Kongwu men, all of whom were warriors in the town, helping to pull the special board car and slowly move forward.

The sturdy body of the red beast gave people an unparalleled impact and shock, and the crowd could no longer bear it, and a suppressed uproar sounded.

The three beasts are too heavy, especially the red beasts, which can no longer hang high like pigs, cows and sheep, and can only lift sharp knives on top of the cart.

The red beast's pupils shrank sharply, and he tried desperately to struggle but to no avail.

There is not a single muscle in the whole body that listens to it, and it can only feel the cold of the sharp knife against the neck.

The priest was expressionless and shouted again.

"Thorn!"

The three of them stabbed into the sharp knives with all their strength, slashing hard, and a splash of blood poured all over the ground.

Thick blood splashed in the air, spreading along the hot and humid river breeze throughout the port.

Everyone shivered under the scorching sun, involuntarily holding their breath, and the atmosphere became more and more silent.

Blood poured out in waves, filling multiple barrels one after another, a sight never seen before.

The brilliance in the pupils of the three beasts gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a dead silence.

The villagers' faces turned red, and their hearts beat violently under the stimulus of the smell of blood.

Weird!

A real goblin!

He's dead!

"Up!"

Li Libo and the three of them lifted the wooden barrels, followed the sound of the drums to the shore, and lined up the wooden barrels one by one.

"Pour!"

Barrels of wood were poured down, and the hot blood plasma poured into the water, spreading out against the waves, staining the Daze red.

The blood of the spirit attracts a large number of carnivorous fish, and the jumping is spectacular.

Hearing the sound of splashing water, countless people suppressed surging excitement and excitement in their hearts.

"Witch Reset!"

Five gongs sounded.

Several witches walked to both sides of the altar, singing sacrificial songs and dancing an unknown grotesque dance, but this time there was no trill.

It's your turn.

Liang Qu was just dressed and holding a long log.

"Priest, yes!"

Boom! Boom! Qiang

Nine gongs reverberate, tumbling and tumbling.

The musician lifted the brass horn, and the big drum with the cowhide face was struck by the large vertebrae.

All eyes on you.

Liang Qu stepped out in one step.

The river wind was mighty, carrying a misty white mist rushing from the surface of the river, thick like overturned milk, covering the bluestone slab.

Many people were at a loss and surprised.

Two steps out.

The white mist boiled and surged, and in an instant, it overflowed everyone's ankles and spread in all directions.

Surprise turned to shock, and whispers rang out from under the altar.

Three steps.

Four steps.

One step at a time.

Liang Qu stepped on the Quartet, heroic and extraordinary, under the eyes of tens of millions, slowly climbed the steps along the central axis of the altar.

Every time you climb a layer of steps, the dense fog rises one layer until it spreads to everyone's waists, and the whole Shangrao is like a fairyland!

This... What's going on?

Chen Zhaoan was dumbfounded.

Tang Zutao and Lin Yao took a step back, and the bench rubbed against the stone slab, making a piercing friction sound.

Everyone bowed their heads in disbelief, their hearts churning like the white mist in front of them.

Fog!

It's foggy!

At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the yang energy was at its peak, it was foggy!

The priest's legs trembled.

Ten thousand people sacrificed, and he treated it indifferently.

Sacrificing spirits, he was slightly frightened.

Fog out of thin air, living for more than 60 years, unseen and unheard!

Strong emotions welled up in his heart, and the priest fell to his knees with a puff, and sobbed uncontrollably.

"The river god is happy! Manifestation! It's really manifested! ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, which instantly resonated with the villagers.

Such a fairyland must be the manifestation of the river god!

"Manifestation! It's the god of the Jianghuai River who has appeared! ”

"The river god apparition! The god of the river apparitions! ”

"The river god bless me!"

Countless people knelt down, and the huge waves of sound were layered on top of each other, converging into a terrifying wave!

Tang Zutao stared at the beam canal on the altar, and looked sideways at Lin Yao, his eyes shaking.

Lin Yao noticed Tang Zutao's movements and shook his head slightly.

As galloping horse warriors, the two of them could not be easily deceived like ignorant villagers, but they couldn't figure out how the strange scene in front of them was caused.

Could it really be the manifestation of the god of the Jianghuai River?

The power of nature should not be underestimated.

A trace of awe inevitably rose in the hearts of the two, and they looked at the villagers who were kneeling down around them, and they also bowed down.

Liang Qu stood in front of the offering table, waited for a while, did not hear the priest shouting, and bowed his head slightly before he realized.

The little old man fell to the ground at some point, shrunk into a ball, trembling and weeping silently.

Overdone......

He looked at Li Libo and the others, who were also kneeling on the side.

Noticing Liang Qu's gaze, Lin Songbao was the most clever, and bent down and ran quickly to the priest's side.

"Lord Priest, it's time to twist incense, otherwise it will be disrespectful to miss the hour!"

A word wakes up the dreamer.

"Yes, yes, don't miss the hour."

The priest nodded again and again, got up with Lin Songbao's support, wiped away his tears and drank.

"Twist incense!"

Liang Qu breathed a sigh of relief, lit incense with coals, and bowed down to insert the incense burner.

"Sacrificial wine!"

The wine hits the walls of the glass and shimmers in the sun.

"Ode, sacrificial text!"

"Jianghuai is on top, Yu borrowed the land of Yixing Town, the water of the river, the people send, gathered the people's hopes, led the people to worship in front of the respect, and presented this sacrifice ......"

"Chaos is at the beginning of its existence, and there is heaven and earth. The heavens pass through the sun and the moon, and the earth travels the rivers and rivers ......"

The river is thousands of miles, and the waves are rising.

The world is vast, and Yu Yin said.

Long-sleeved hunting, with a large body.

[Sacrifice to the Huai River, extremely pious, river favor +0.97]

The deepest part of Jianghuai Daze.

A pair of bright eyes like the scorching sun suddenly opened.