The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 476 River Sacrifice ([-])

As the third uncle spoke, his voice became deeper and deeper, as if he had personally experienced the river sacrifice.

Even with such a change in the weather, the construction party, that is, the group of people who presided over the river festival, didn't think much about it. They just wanted to finish this procedure quickly so that they could start construction as soon as possible.Because the construction schedule is very tight, you will be fined if you exceed the deadline by one day.

So they continued the river sacrifice according to the original plan.

Under the arrangement of the Feng Shui master that was found, the river ceremony was carried out in an orderly manner.In fact, the steps of the river sacrifice are not complicated. First, red cloth strips are fastened on the equipment to be constructed, and an altar is prepared on the bridge deck.Hang the red ribbon on the pillars at the end of the bridge.The most important thing is that they prepared a lot of sacrifices for sacrifice, and the sacrifices were nothing more than some sheep's heads and pig's heads, as well as nine alive and kicking roosters.

In addition, the feng shui master also specially explained that he bought a pair of boys and girls from a paper shop, put the boys and girls on a wooden raft, and drifted down the river.

Those sacrifices are all hoisted by cranes, hanging above the river of Mustard River.

The feng shui master here first recited a long section of the sacrificial oration, and after he finished reading the sacrificial oration, suddenly there was a thunder in the sky.The thunderstorm startled the Feng Shui master, and the sacrificial manuscript in his hand fell into the river.

A wave of the river came over and swept the sacrificial manuscript into the bottom of the water.

The face of the Feng Shui master changed drastically, and he turned around and told the organizer that the river festival would be suspended.However, the organizer said that the time could no longer be delayed, and the feng shui masters should continue to support the river festival.

The Feng Shui master had no choice but to burn a few talisman papers on the altar, sprinkle them over the river, and ordered the sacrifice to begin.

The sacrifices hanging from the crane fell into the river one after another, and the heads of sheep and pigs, as well as the few live chickens, all fell into the water.

The sacrifice instantly sank from the surface of the water.After the rooster flopped a few times on the water, it was also quickly sucked into the bottom by the river.

And the pair of boys and girls made of paper were also placed on the wooden raft and floated downstream.

In fact, the River Festival has reached this step, and it is considered complete.The next step should be the organizers announcing the start of construction.

The project commander stepped up to the altar in high spirits, holding a loudspeaker and a pair of scissors in his hand, and was about to cut the ribbon for a crane and announce the start of the project.

Who knew that at this moment, the Feng Shui master shouted loudly: "Stop, stop!"

The Feng Shui master's voice was hysterical, as if he had discovered something terrible.

So everyone's eyes focused on the Feng Shui master.

I saw the feng shui master holding the railing of the bridge with his hands and staring at the water under the bridge.

Under the dark clouds all over the sky, in the middle of the gloomy river, several splashes of water suddenly turned up.After the splash, several vortices formed.

Among the splashes, something quickly surged up.

The Feng Shui master shouted loudly: "Light, turn on the light, turn on the light!"

The searchlights used for engineering were immediately turned on, and the lights were cast on the river, illuminating the eddies on the water.

The things under the river slowly floated up, and everyone could clearly see that they were the sacrifices that had just been thrown into the river.

The pig's head and the sheep's head were held up by those water splashes, up and down, which looked extraordinarily weird.

And those few lively roosters were not drowned, they kept churning in the water.

The sacrifice given to the river god was returned intact.Even people who don't understand the river festival know that something is wrong.

Sweat ran down the face of the Feng Shui master.

This situation has obviously exceeded his expectations, and he has no idea how to deal with it.

As a result, the matter was not finished yet, at this moment, someone shone a searchlight further on the river.

Under the irradiance of that light beam, another strange scene appeared.

The pair of boys and girls who had just been let go came back.

They were still standing on the wooden raft, and they were constantly drifting towards the altar.

But everyone knew in their hearts that the river flowed downstream.When the raft is released, the wooden raft also floats downstream along the water.But now, the raft floated back again.In other words, the boys and girls were riding upstream on wooden rafts.

Under the strong enough beam of the searchlight, the two miserable faces of the boy and girl revealed a ghostly smile, which looked extraordinarily weird and terrifying.

The flying sheep's head and pig's head, the lively rooster, and the paper figurine offerings floating from the downstream all keep stimulating the nerves of the people around.

Many people were already scared to pee, and they were ready to run away.However, since the commander-in-chief has not issued an order, they have been waiting and watching, but the atmosphere at the scene has become extremely tense.With so many people at the scene, there was no sound other than the splash of the river.

"Grass mud horse!" The commander-in-chief cursed angrily, swung the big horn in his hand and threw it into the river.But he couldn't hit anything, and the big horn thumped and sank to the bottom of the water.

"Er Leizi! Damn it, where is Er Leizi..." the commander-in-chief shouted hysterically.

"Uncle San, I'm here..." From a crane, Er Leizi poked his head out and shouted at the commander-in-chief.

Everyone knows that this Er Lei is the commander-in-chief's nephew, and he is a master who is not afraid of anything.Usually he is domineering and has no serious job, so he is arranged by the commander-in-chief to work as a crane driver in the construction team.

"Er Lei, drive the fucking crane for me and kill those two paper figures." The commander-in-chief stood on the bridge, dancing and directing.

In fact, the paper figurine was not alive in the first place, so it couldn't be called dead at all.But everyone understood the meaning of the commander-in-chief at that time, and no one was entangled in this word.

Er Lei was a bastard, and when he heard his third uncle's order, he responded, and controlled the boom of the crane, reaching above the river.

Although Er Lei is a fool, his skills in operating the crane are superb.Erlei is required to operate every difficult and high-precision job.

This time Er Lei listened to his third uncle's order, and held his breath, wanting to show off in front of everyone.

At this time, the wooden raft carrying the two paper figurines had drifted to a place not far from the bridge body, and its speed gradually slowed down.

Er Lei controlled the boom of the crane and lowered the iron hook of the crane to the surface of the water.After two positionings, he swung the boom, which led to the big iron hook, and swung it straight towards the two paper figurines.

This hit the paper figurine accurately, the weight of the iron hook, plus the strength of the swing, how could the two paper figurines bear it.His head was crushed by the iron hook all at once, and he fell into the water one after another.

"Fuck you, fight me, Er Lei did a good job." The commander-in-chief continued to swear, spitting and yelling.

(End of this chapter)