"Why is Brother Xu making such a fuss, but Wan is scared. And they knew the one who asked. The sound came closer, but it echoed all around, and everyone looked around, but they still didn't find anyone.

The man surnamed "Xu" was a strong man, his expression was fixed, staring at a big tree, and said, "Since you are here, why hide your head and shrink your tail." Isn't the novelist unsightly?"

"Novelist?" Xiao Yi suddenly became curious. He had heard that many things from the past were recorded by novelists, and he wanted to see them.

came to the human: "Brother Xu's words are not right, Wan lives under the tree, but you have no eyes and can't see me." With that, a man walked out from under the tree.

But I saw that the man was holding a feather fan, wearing a scarf on his head, and wearing a robe, and his appearance was not obvious, but his spirit was bright and extraordinary. Standing among the mixed peasant disciples, there is a great feeling of standing out from the crowd.

Xiao Yi secretly praised. But I heard someone around me: "It's the Wanjia dialect." There was disdain in his tone. He couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that most of the people showed disdain.

The big man surnamed "Xu" was about to get angry, but he heard Jiang Baiye say: "The person who comes is a guest, Brother Xu must not be rude." "I had to give up.

Jiang Baiye said to everyone: "I want to say that the second reason is related to Mr. Wan. ”

Everyone was even more shocked and puzzled: "How can the matter of the peasant family be related to the novelist?"

Everyone was anxious to know the answer, but Jiang Baiye changed the topic and asked, "Do you still remember, how did our ancestor Shennong die?"

When asked about Shennong's death, everyone was in the same place. The big man surnamed "Xu" said angrily: "Our ancestors were obviously poisoned to death when they tasted a hundred herbs, and they were all these novelists, making up nonsense, saying that our ancestors were killed by centipedes. ”

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Yi understood why the peasant family was dissatisfied with the novelist.

But the Wan family said nothing. Shaking the feather fan lightly, he said: "Whether the novelist's record is wrong or not, after everyone enters this Valley of Hundred Flowers, you will be able to tell." ”

The big man surnamed "Xu" said strangely: "What does Shennong's death have to do with the Valley of Hundred Flowers?"

Na Wanyan smiled slightly, but did not answer.

The big man surnamed "Xu" was even more annoyed when he saw his arrogant state. Then. Jiang Baiye hurriedly said: "What Mr. Wan said is good, it is related to the mystery of the death of the ancestor, and I will understand it when I enter the Valley of Hundred Flowers." ”

Everyone was stunned and exclaimed in unison. The man surnamed "Xu" said: "Brother Jiang, how can you say this?"

Jiang Baiye said: "This is also the most important reason for moving the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony here. Some time ago, Mr. Wan personally rushed to Shennong Valley and told the Shennong clan that the hundred-legged insect that killed the ancestor had been found, and it was in this Valley of Hundred Flowers. ”

Everyone was stunned. Felt unbelievable. Shennong's death was 10,000 years ago, even if it was indeed a centipede that killed it, now the centipede should have died to ashes, how can it still uncover the confusion of 10,000 years ago.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed in surprise and said, "Could it be that centipede is already a 10,000-year-old demon beast?"

"Ten Thousand Year Demon Beast?" there was a commotion in the crowd. For mortals, the 10,000-year-old demon beast is as far away as that true immortal. If there is really a 10,000-year-old demon beast in the valley, the farmers will gather here. Once the monster is noisy, the consequences are unimaginable.

That ginger shutter saw this. Hurriedly reassured everyone: "Everyone don't need to panic, even if the hundred-legged insect is not dead, it is already terminally ill." I have been exploring for many days, and although the demonic spirit in the valley is strong, it is not irresistible. So, as long as we join forces. It is enough to kill the hundred-legged insect and avenge the ancestor. ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts were at ease.

The big man surnamed "Xu" questioned: "There is no breath of a 10,000-year-old demon beast in the valley, and it can be concluded that the ancestor was killed by a hundred-legged insect. What can you do if you kill a hundred-legged insect without evidence or evidence? How can you be gullible?"

"Brother Xu is right, the words of a novelist should not be believed. The crowd immediately chimed in.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but shake his head secretly when he saw everyone's feelings, and said in his heart: "I can't imagine that the world looks down on novelists so much." ”

Na Wan Jiayan seemed to have seen a lot of such scenes, and still shook the feather fan lightly, smiling, and seemed to say to himself: "There are many hundred-legged insects in the world, but the Shennong ochre whip can't be fabricated out of thin air. ”

"Shennong's ochre whip?" Hearing these four words, including the man surnamed "Xu", more than a dozen people were stunned, and hurriedly asked, "Is this true?"

An old man with a medicine box on his back and dressed as a doctor suddenly stepped out of the crowd, stood in the air, and asked Na Wanyan, "You mean, the ochre whip is in the valley?"

The rest of the peasant disciples didn't know what Shennong's ochre whip was, so they were busy talking to each other and asking each other. Xiao Yi was also suspicious, and was busy listening.

At this time, I heard a person explain in a low voice: "According to legend, Shennong whipped a hundred grasses with an ochre whip, and he knew its peaceful poison and cold temperature. It is precisely because Shennong has the ochre whip in his hand that he can taste all the herbs without dying. The ochre whip is Shennong's magic treasure, and I am afraid it can be classified as a heaven and earth-level spiritual treasure. ”

As soon as the young disciples heard that there were heaven and earth-level spiritual treasures in the valley, they were immediately excited, and their eyes were full of fire.

Xiao Yi said secretly: "No wonder the healer is so excited. ”

Na Wanyan glanced at the old doctor, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and he shook the fan since ancient times. The old healer's long beard blows, and he wants to be angry, but it is not appropriate, and he can't help but freeze there.

Jiang Baiye hurriedly said: "Old Man Sun is over the age of six, and he is still so angry. He looked up at the sky, and saw that the east was blazing red, and the sun was about to rise, so he said, "The time for sacrifice has come." The sacrifice is important, and the matter of ochre whips should be discussed later. ”

The old healer knew what was important and hurried back into the crowd.

Immediately, two disciples flew onto the stage to help Jiang Baiye prepare for the sacrificial ceremony.

The three people on the stage did everything before the sacrifice in an orderly manner, but when they saw the first rays of light descending, Jiang Baiye raised incense over the top, and shouted respectfully: "Please God!"

All the peasant disciples in the audience reverently shouted: "Shennong came to the world, bless my farmer." ”

Xiao Yi was mixed in the crowd, so he had to shout with everyone, lest he be discovered. I don't know if he had the illusion that the sky was very peaceful today, and he couldn't help but think, "Can such a sacrifice really invite God?" but then he blamed himself: "Heaven and earth are not kind, and all things are used as dogs." Even if the gods come into the world, the people will not suffer the same?"

While he was thinking about it secretly, Jiang Baiye had already offered the incense and said respectfully: "Shennong blesses, may the world be smooth and rainy, and the five grains will be abundant!"

The crowd also sang along, bowing three times and bowing nine times, and bowing very respectfully.

Xiao Yi didn't have a view of the door, and he kowtowed to worship, but he didn't think so. Na Wanyan didn't care, and also made a big gift. Seeing this, the peasant disciple's attitude towards Na Wanyan inadvertently changed.

The ritual of worshipping the heavens was very cumbersome, and Xiao Yi followed it several times. What made him helpless was that the peasant disciples still had to sing in harmony and dance the dance of picking mulberries. However, many young disciples are not proficient, and Xiao Yi tried hard to imitate them, but he also passed the test.

After the steps of burning the offerings and sending the gods, it takes nearly an hour before the ceremony is over.

Xiao Yi secretly touched his sweat, but he couldn't imagine that this trip to eliminate demons would have such twists and turns.

At this moment, the old healer couldn't wait to fly up and said, "Nephew Baiye Xian, are you sure that Shennong's ochre whip is in this valley?" )