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385. Throwing head and blood [1]

Tomb in the Dragon: Throwing heads, spreading dog blood【1】

"Su Yatou, you mean, we are going to hold a sacrifice?" Hu Zhanan asked doubtfully.【】

Su Mian nodded, pointed to the box containing six ritual vessels next to the altar, and said: "Do you still remember that in the murals, the Miao king was able to communicate with the tomb owner after the sacrifice?

If you wish, we should give it a try. However, I have only read a little about the ancient Miao sacrifice methods in books. The six ritual vessels in this box should correspond to the six white jade platforms on the altar.

Just put these ritual vessels on the table where they should be placed."

Having said this, Su Mian hesitated for a moment, then turned to ask Feng Sa Sa, "Sa Sa, do you still remember the murals at the door when we first entered the tomb? They were those portraits of women dancing. Now that I think about it, they were sacrifices.

Ritual actions. Think about it now, you will need to use those later."

Feng Sasha shook her head in embarrassment: "Sister Su, I can help you with anything else, but I can't help you with this. Even if someone remembers it, I probably need to learn for a long time. Besides, this sacrifice can't go wrong."

Of course, no mistakes could be made. Su Mian looked at her helplessly and circled around the altar impatiently.

"I said, Su Mianmo, do you know how to perform sacrificial rituals? Why don't you go up and give it a try? We can't afford to waste our time." Rong Hua said with a smile.

When the scumbag man heard this, he immediately clapped his hands and said in agreement: "That's right, hurry up, Su Ya, go up, why are you bothering? Come on, this dress suits you -"

Su Mianshu coughed next to him, and the scumbag man immediately shut up. Su Mianshan thought for a while and finally took the clothes and mask on the ground into his hands.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Di Lin. Su Mianshuo was extremely irritable, but there was no other way.



When Su Mingwen came out again, she thought silently: No one can see me, no one can see me!

In fact, although it is called a skirt, it is not revealing. The bright long skirt is dragged all the way to the feet, with a white top and dark long sleeves. Wearing it on Su Mingwen, it turned out to be rare and charming, making people feel that this dress should be

It's her illusion.

Everyone around couldn't help but sigh, this girl didn't know who could marry such a beautiful woman in the end.

Su Mian walked to the edge of the altar, took a breath, and silently recited in his heart: Cangbi salutes the sky, Huang Cong salutes the earth, Green Gui salutes the east, Red Zhang salutes the south, White Amber salutes the west, and Xuanhuang salutes the north.

Mo memorized the order, and identified the ritual objects in the box one by one. Su Mian inevitably put on the ghost face mask that he had been holding in his hand.

In an instant, people felt that the soft aura of the person standing next to the altar was gone, and the still figure was somewhat sacred. People in the hall unconsciously became silent, and even breathed lightly.

Slowed down.

Su Ming pressed the edge of the altar with one hand and jumped up. Only then did people see that she had no shoes on her feet, and her bare feet were particularly attractive. Moreover, even if the clothes covered her from head to toe, they were actually

There is no thickness. In this shivering cold underground, you can imagine how Su Mingsun feels now. People can't help but feel sympathy and admiration, at least Su Mingsun's movements are not trembling at all.

Su Mian concentrated her attention and tried hard to recall the movements in the black notebook. At first glance, she could tell that the movements were exactly the same as those on the murals in the tomb chamber, only more detailed.

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