Chapter 369: The Dragon King Sacrifice Begins
It is the beginning of spring, everything is recovering, and located in the South China Sea, the climate is warm all year round, and the flowers are always blooming in the sky above Qingyuan County, and now there is suddenly snow, such a strange scene, naturally attracted the uninformed people in the city to be very surprised, after all, almost all of them have never seen snow in their lives.
At the natural harbor by the sea, on the wharf, Lin Xiaotang, the head of the Lin family, Ma Zhenhua, the leader of the White Tiger Gang, and Tie Wanjun, the leader of the Giant Whale Gang, stood side by side.
"This, this is the kid......"
The kid who was born better than a woman is not known how many times, but he has the terrible power to freeze everything and change the climate of a place, but his temperament is too cold, his speech is even more ugly, and he is humiliated and reproached at every turn, compared to the young master of a "senior", it is really too much worse, so the three of them don't like to deal with this person, and even reject it in their hearts, but Lin Xiaotang still reminded him seriously.
"Gang Master, please be careful!"
The Seven Star Monarch of the True Martial Palace is the real backbone of the True Martial Palace, and the greedy wolf lord who ranks among the Seven Star Monarchs, or even the first, is destined to soar into the sky in the future, reaching a height beyond the reach of ordinary people, for His Holiness, how can a big man like this be called so, even if he is not here now, he has to be careful and more careful, not to mention that he is already a very murderous person, thinking that in front of the White Tiger Gang Zhongyi Hall, he froze more than ten fresh lives with a casual blow, and the three of them have no doubt that once they make him angry, he will never mind freezing himself and others to deathγ
Ma Zhenhua knew that he was speechless, and he also knew that Lin Xiaotang was purely out of a temporary alliance, so he kindly reminded him, so he immediately kept silent.
Tie Wanjun frowned on the side and said, "It seems that something happened over there, even Lord Greedy Wolf has taken action, are we going to help?"
Lin Xiaotang shook his head and said, "No need, these are all in the young master's calculations, before leaving, the young master told me that no matter what happens, don't worry, we just need to wait here quietly." β
As he spoke, the four dragon dance teams that had traveled all over the city, including the musicians who followed behind, had already arrived, and were now continuing to churn under the altar that had been set up early, and the musicians were also happily beating gongs and drums, and continued to play the divine music of worshiping the dragon king, and the whole scene was very lively.
The people in the city also dragged their families and slowly gathered over, standing by the dock, although they had not practiced, they felt that nature was far less sensitive than the warriors, but they were not blind, after seeing this strange scene of flying snow, they were talking non-stop, and many people even had a sad face, worried that it was something like the anger of the heavens.
At this moment, an old man with white hair and full of energy, looking at the fairy wind bones, wearing a bright yellow robe, walked out of the crowd slowly under the gaze of everyone.
Although the old man looked at the old age, his spirit was still excellent, and he stepped on the steps and walked up to the high platform steadily, while the dragon dance team below also slowly stopped, and finally lined up in four columns from left to right, standing respectfully in front of the stage.
In the solemn atmosphere, even the people who were making noise around them involuntarily stopped, looked up at the old man on the stage, and waited for the official start of the Dragon King Festival.
The old man looked at the people of the city who were looking forward to it, and a happy smile appeared on his face, he put his hands to the sky, as if he was greeting something, and shouted with full anger: "It is said that Ruixue is a good year! This snow is because of our sincerity moved the heavens and fell, with the blessing of the dragon lord in the heavens, this year must be a bumper year!"
This statement is reasonable and well-founded, of course, convincing, and the people below listened to it, and immediately felt reasonable, and immediately bowed to the ground, prayed loudly, and asked the Dragon Lord to bless Qingyuan County, and even Lin Xiaotang and others in the back also symbolically bowed their heads to show their sincerity.
After the old man said that, he immediately turned around, stretched out his hand, picked up the copper bell and magic sword that had been prepared from the long table with a big red tablecloth in front of him, puffed up his breath, and shouted "Sacrifice to the Dragon King" , Then shake the copper bell with one hand, hold the magic sword in the other hand, chant the scriptures used for sacrifice in the mouth, a clean and neat pick, the magic sword picked up the rune paper placed on the table, shook it twice, the rune paper spontaneously combusted without fire, the old man held the front end of the rune paper burning magic sword, and then in the center of the incense burner inserted in the three long incense sticks, the long incense also floated a wisp of green smoke, he also closed his eyes, and then began to beat.
Although this dragon king festival is held once a year, sometimes even more than once, and the whole sacrifice process is basically the same, but the people below are still intently watching, especially those children who were brought by their parents, looking at the old man on the stage who seems to be playing tricks and going crazy, it is even more interesting, one by one stroking their palms and laughing, but their own adults even forgot to scold them.
Immediately afterwards, there were strong men with bare upper bodies, strong muscles, and a toned bronze color, who moved the objects used to worship the dragon lord, such as the heads of pigs, cows, sheep, and animals, as well as melons, fruits and vegetables, etc., to the beach in turn, and with the chanting of the old man on the stage gradually increased, and then all of them were pushed into the sea.
All of a sudden, the sound of things falling into the water is endless, this annual dragon king festival has always been raised by the rich families in the city, so the tribute will never be bad, the ingredients are rich, and it is enough for a small family to eat for a whole year.
Under the high platform where the ritual is held, there is a large copper incense burner that is as high as a person, and a long incense stick half a zhang long and the thickness of an ordinary person's arm is burning in it, and in front of the incense burner, there is a slender mound of earth that has been built with bricks early, which is filled with incense ash.
And the people in the city also began to take incense from the side in an orderly manner, walked up and lit it on the incense that had already been inserted, and then inserted it in the mound, and then closed their eyes and silently chanted a few "Dragon Lord bless", and then quickly got out of the way, so that the latecomers could continue to burn incense.
After all, it is a tradition that has been passed down for many years, the whole process seems to be orderly, and there is no conflict at all, even the Lin family, the White Tiger Gang and the Giant Whale Gang are also waiting quietly in line, after all, they are also people from Qingyuan County, many things would rather be believed than trusted, this annual tradition, naturally can not be taken lightly, and then it is also the leader of the Quartet and the successor who are qualified to go to the high platform to worship incense, and it is not their turn, so they are also mixed with ordinary people.
Lin Xiaotang and the others watched this scene from a distance, knowing that it would not be long before all the tributes waiting to be presented to the Dragon Lord were thrown into the sea, and after the sacrificial text was read, it was time for them to go up to offer incense and pray for blessings, but at this moment, Tie Wanjun suddenly asked with some doubts: "Why hasn't the Huang family come today?"
When Ma Zhenhua heard this, he couldn't help but sneer and said, "They can't come today." β
Tie Wanjun's expression moved, but he didn't ask any further, and finally Lin Xiaotang took the initiative to explain to him: "This time the Dragon King Festival, the Huang family can't participate, this is what the young master meant." β
The importance of the Dragon King Festival to the entire Qingyuan County is naturally self-evident, if the Huang family can't come this time, under the deliberate propaganda of the other three parties, the reputation in Qingyuan County will inevitably plummet, this kind of suppression is actually more real than anything else.
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At the same time, the team formed by the Huang family has also come to a place not far from the port, and it looks like they are about to reach the destination of this trip.
Huang Zhennan, the head of the Huang family, looked at Li Qingchen, who was almost unharmed in front of him, and his face suddenly became a little ugly, knowing that he was definitely not his opponent, and he didn't care where You Changhai went, but asked in a deep voice again: "Do you have to block my Huang someone's way today?"
Li Qingchen clasped his hands on his chest, blocking the middle of the road, expressionless and silent, but it was already the most direct and powerful answer.
Seeing this, Huang Zhennan was very anxious, the sound of the beginning of the sacrifice could be faintly heard in the distance, it would not be long before it was his turn to go to the incense on behalf of the Huang family, and it would not be delayed any longer, if he did not participate in the Dragon King Sacrifice this time, it would be a huge blow to the reputation of the Huang family, and he could not allow this to happen.
It's a pity that even the master of the Dragon Wandering Sect who had high hopes before is now gone, and he seems to be a little powerless in the face of this person on his own.
Just when Huang Zhennan was angry and anxious, he just hated that he couldn't cross the other party and rushed to the port, but there was a voice of confusion and surprise behind Li Qingchen.
"Huh, Brother Li, father, second uncle, what are you doing here?"
Li Qingchen didn't have to look back, he knew that it was Huang Yiming who came, but Huang Zhennan woke up suddenly, but suddenly shouted: "Yiming, go quickly, go to the dock to pay tribute to my Huang family on behalf of me!"
The whole city knows that Huang Yiming is the young master of the Huang family, as long as he goes, it is enough to represent the Huang family, Huang Zhennan is a little annoyed, damn it, why didn't he think of this earlier, it is better to send someone to inform him to go over directly, I don't know what kind of wind this kid smoked, why did he suddenly come over again.
Huang Yiming was a little puzzled, and said as he stepped forward: "Dad, what are you talking about, where can I represent the Huang family, I don't understand anything, and besides, there are not a few steps left, you just go by yourself, what's the matter, is there anyone who won't let me?"