Poison concubine enchanting

Chapter 107 Sacrifice to the River God

After leaving the mansion, I saw a group of people running west in a hurry, Shen Hua and Mo Xuan exchanged glances, and followed the flow of people.The country of Mexico is a superstitious country, so it is not surprising that there is a sacrifice to the river god. It is estimated that the non-stop heavy rain these days has made the people panic and helpless. What kind of ritual is God.

The flow of people in front suddenly slowed down. Shen Hua knew that she was about to reach her destination. She was petite and was almost buried in the crowd. She couldn't see what was going on in front of her. On the other hand, Mo Xuan, who was on the side, was very tall. The advantage is that you can see the head at a glance.

In front is a circular altar with a diameter of about ten meters, where hundreds of people can be accommodated. On it is a mahogany table with a piece of red cloth on it, and then there is a green tripod with three burning lamps inserted into it. The incense was burning, there were some pig's heads and sheep's heads on the left and right, full of priestly equipment, but there was no one on the huge altar, Mo Xuan's sleeves tightened suddenly, and he looked down to see Shen Hua pulling his sleeves.

"Let's look at another location."

Mo Xuan raised his lips, remained silent, wrapped his arms around Shen Hua's waist, and then jumped up, the crowd let out a burst of exclamation, only to see that Mo Xuan and Shen Hua were both dressed in white, and they matched very well. The posture jumped over the crowd and landed on the towering tree aside. The black trunk and the white figure corresponded. They were two extreme beauties. The two were dressed in fluttering white clothes, just like exiled immortals.

When Shen Hua settled down, she was already standing firmly on the tree trunk, her hands tightly grasping Mo Xuan's sleeves.

"too exaggerated."

Mo Xuan gave a low laugh and did not answer. The noise from the crowd because of Shen Hua and Mo Xuan gradually weakened. Their eyes were fixed on the altar. There has never been a so-called For thousands of years, the south of the Yangtze River has been in peace and order, and the law and order are good, almost to the point where there is no way to pick up lost things.

Because it is a plain area, there are almost no natural disasters, so when the biggest disaster in history happened, people were panic-stricken, so they had to choose a superstitious method to talk about comfort.

Shen Hua also followed the eyes of the common people to look at the altar. There was still no one on the altar. As time went by, the crowd started commotion again. Everyone was discussing why the ceremony hadn't started yet. Shen Hua also became restless.

Just when the crowd was in chaos, a sharp voice sounded, and the field was completely silent for a moment. Shen Hua shrank her pupils and looked at the row of teams that were slowly approaching.

That team was all white, without a trace of variegation. Everyone was dressed in white, and their black hair was wrapped in white cloth.The skin on the face was smeared with thick white powder, which looked really weird. All the exposed skin was dyed white. They carried a sedan chair without a door, and inside sat a boy who was also completely white. A trace of panic flashed in the boy's eyes, but it seemed that he had been stabbed and couldn't move.

There was an ear-shattering sound in mid-air, and everyone turned their heads to look at the opposite side of the white team, only to see another team, the difference was that the whole body of that team was flaming red, just like the white team, with all exposed skin Smeared with red rouge, each of them held a suona in their hands, and the tunes they played had no rules at all.

The red team was also carrying a sedan chair. On the sedan chair was a girl with rouge on her face and frightened eyes, but she also sat motionless in the sedan chair.

When the two teams of different colors came together, the thunderous suona sound made people panic. Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, and there was an indescribable feeling in their hearts, which made them breathless.

Shen Hua intuitively felt that this sacrifice to the river god was unusual. She stared closely at the two children in the sedan chair, only to see the bearers who carried the sedan chair stop, and one of the bearers walked up to the child and hugged the child completely. From the beginning, the child was sitting cross-legged, but now that he mentioned it like this, he still hugged him cross-legged, which was really weird.

The girl on the other side was also picked up by the bearers, and the bearers, one white and one red, came together and put the two children on the altar. Shen Hua frowned, and a few words popped out of her mind, living sacrifice.

Human sacrifices are not unheard of in the country of Mexico. Most of them are sacrifices of boys and girls. They are either burned alive or drowned alive. This sacrifice is a sacrifice to the river god. The fate of these two children should It was drowned alive.

Shen Hua had only heard such sayings in rumors before, but now seeing her face to face, she felt that it was cruel. She moved her body, feeling a little uncomfortable. Mo Xuan hugged her waist tightly, making Shen Hua feel uneasy. He saw it in his eyes, and he patted her shoulder lightly to comfort her.

Shen Hua's gaze was still fixed on the altar. After the boys and girls were sent up, not long after, a strangely dressed man appeared on the stage. He wore colorful clothes, with all kinds of bells and Feathers, with a piece of cloth wrapped around the head, and the painted face on the face is hard to distinguish.

Holding a bell in his hand, he came to the stage swayingly, muttering words, and saw him take out a yellow talisman from his pocket, and then blew, the yellow talisman burned, and there was a burst of exclamation around , and then immediately returned to calm, with a pair of eyes fixed on the man on the stage.

The man walked up to the boy and girl again, and circled around them. Everyone in the front row could see the frightened eyes of the two children, and Shen Hua could see them clearly from the angle of her. Her fingers gripped Mo Xuan's clothes tightly.

After turning around, the man took the green tripod from the altar behind him, put it in the center of the boys and girls, sprinkled a handful of rice in it, then took out a yellow talisman from his pocket, and repeated the same gesture just now , the yellow talisman caught fire, he put the burning yellow talisman into the green cauldron, and the flames instantly surged.

The fire was so aggressive that the flames hit the boys and girls, and even the girls' clothes were splashed by sparks, burning a small hole, and the crowd began to feel uneasy. Since ancient times, the weather in the south of the Yangtze River has always been smooth, and people have never seen such a scene. I have never heard of the sacrifice, so at the beginning, everyone had the attitude of watching a play.

It wasn't until now that people began to worry about the outcome of the two children. Shen Hua looked at the man. The man seemed to feel her gaze. He looked this way, and after a pause, he turned away again. The eyes that Shen Hua saw The haze is slippery and cold like a snake.

After the man finished this step, he turned his eyes to the river, and he muttered words. The crowd was still silent, no one dared to breathe loudly, and the air was oppressive and dull.

Shen Hua's gaze was attracted by one place. She stood far away, so she could see farther than ordinary people. She saw a woman who looked like a young woman and ran towards this side with big strides. Because she was running too fast, she fell hard. On the ground, as if she didn't realize it, she got up and continued to run. After a short time, she ran behind the altar. When her eyes touched the boys and girls on the stage, she became excited instantly.

The young woman ran to the altar, because the eyes of the crowd were attracted by the priests, and they didn't notice the woman's intrusion. It was not until a call sounded that people heard the sound and looked, and the young woman was instantly exposed to the crowd.

"Pingping, An'an!"

The young woman's voice was sharp and tinged with fear. Everyone was a little confused by this incident. The priest turned his eyes and stared at the young woman tightly like a snake, and his voice was deep and cold.

"Who asked you to come up."

The young woman's voice trembled with strong hatred.

"I don't blame you for your own obsession, abandoning your family and children. It's my own fate, but you came back without saying a word. The purpose of coming back is to send your children to Huangquan Road. Crows kill you. What is your heart?" Is it made of stone!"

The man named Yasha's eyes turned cold, and he took a step forward, his voice containing no trace of warmth.

"Walk."

The young woman did not leave, her pretty face was full of determination.

"Do you want to kill your daughter and son? Well, kill me too!"

Yasha's breath became more and more cold, and the words seemed to pop out from between his teeth.

"You think I dare not?"

The young woman snorted coldly and didn't answer. She just hugged the two children tightly in her arms, raised her neck, looked like she was going to die, and Yasha's eyes were cold. He put the bell in his hand on his waist, and slowly Approaching the young woman, the air at the scene froze, and suddenly his voice sounded.

"Wen's Xiaochan disrupted the ceremony. If the sacrifice to the river god cannot be carried on immediately, and the river god gets angry in time, Jiangnan will definitely cease to exist!"

After a short period of silence, the crowd condemned Wen Xiaochan's behavior one after another. Wen Xiaochan's face turned pale, and she stared at Yasha, his eyes were still cold. After a while, the crowd couldn't hold back. Dragging down, Wen Xiaochan pursed her lips tightly, and pulled the legs of the table on the altar with her fingers, not letting go of the bleeding marks.

"I will never leave my child behind!"

The people who took Wen Xiaochan on the stage became impatient, and even punched and kicked her. Everyone in the audience frowned, but no one came up to stop them. In the face of death, all the instincts of human nature were exposed. It was black, it was Sinister, Shen Hua felt a surge in her heart, and she opened her mouth lightly.

"These people, damn it!"

Mo Xuan followed her words.

"Since Madam thinks they deserve to die too, I will help them for my husband."

As soon as Mo Xuan finished speaking, Wen Xiaochan, who was holding onto the leg of the table, suddenly loosened her hand, and fell to the side due to inertia, and the people who were hugging her also fell out without exception. It was ridiculous In the normal scene, people would almost laugh out loud, but in today's scene, no one can laugh.

Seeing this scene, Shen Hua suddenly turned her head and stared at Mo Xuan.

"You are helping them!"

Mo Xuan slightly hooked the corners of his lips. He pressed Shen Hua's head with his hand and turned his wrist. Shen Hua's eyes were forced to switch to the stage. After Wen Xiaochan was taken aback for a moment, she immediately stepped forward and continued to grab the table leg , but those who wanted to pull her down would not let go of this opportunity. They rushed forward and entangled Wen Xiaochan's body tightly. No matter how strong Wen Xiaochan's perseverance was, she was no match for a few strong men.

Wen Xiaochan screamed and was dragged off the stage. Yasha's eyes moved, and he continued to move. He untied the bell on his waist again. The pair of boys and girls still looked terrified, but the hearts of the people on the field changed. a taste.

The farce just now exposed the identity of the man and the fate of the two children on the stage. What made the people even more uncomfortable was that the identity of Yasha was still the father of the boy and girl. People seem to have the illusion of watching a massacre of humanity.

(End of this chapter)