Volume 4 Chapter 35 Past Events of Long Yueyuan (Part 1)
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Needless to say, she knew that the familiar feeling was Hanzi's big warm hands. As soon as her heart warmed, the fear in her heart was suppressed. Before her father could answer, she suddenly raised her head and said: "Uncle,
That's what I said."
Xiahou Dongrong's expression changed and he immediately said: "Brother, this matter has nothing to do with the child. It was indeed me who told the truth."
Xiahou Hongfeng took a deep look at their father and daughter, and said coldly: "Sixth brother, you mean that you don't want Xiaoya to come and eliminate this disaster for the Xiahou family."
Xiahou Dongrong secretly gritted his teeth and said with a dark face: "Brother, Dongrong feels that there are no unsolvable problems in this world, and you don't necessarily have to sacrifice your descendants to seek perfection."
Xia Hou Hongfeng did not expect that he would dare to openly object. His face was filled with anger, but then it dimmed again. He sighed and said: "Sixth brother, this matter is of great importance. Maybe I, the eldest brother, can't make the decision."
, it seems that the decision has to be made by the two ancestors. However, sixth brother, do you know what happened in our Xiahou Fort forty-nine years ago?"
When he said this, his eyes swept over everyone present, and Hanzi could see from his eyes that their eyes were full of grief and helplessness.
Xiahou Dongrong said: "I was not born at that time. It was only later that I heard the elders mention that nine men in the family died that year. They all died of blood on the same night, as if they were sucked dry by zombies.
Bloody."
When Xiaoya heard this, she was shocked and couldn't help asking: "Dad, is there really such a thing?"
Xiahou Dongrong nodded and said: "Yes, but I don't know if it is true. I also heard it mentioned by the elders."
Xiahou Hongfeng sighed quietly: "Originally, there were outsiders present today, so I didn't want to mention it. Dongrong, please tell me first what is the relationship between Mr. Lu and Xiaoya?" Between the expressions of Xiaoya and Hanzi, he naturally
I saw some clues.
Xiahou Dongrong said: "Hanzi is your niece's boyfriend and will be my son-in-law in the future, so he is not considered an outsider."
Xiahou Hongfeng took a deep look at them, and a slightly sad voice slowly came out from his mouth: "Back then, the eldest uncle among the five old men was the head of the family. Although the country was in a difficult period at that time, my Xiahou family was still the head of the family.
The population is booming, there are eighty-three men in the family, and there are nearly two hundred men, women, and children in the clan. You all know about the ax sacrifice, but only the uncle and the fourth uncle know how to sacrifice it. This ceremony is only for the death of the previous family head.
Only then will it be passed on to the next generation of family heads.
"With the power of the Xiahou family at that time, they certainly disdain to believe in the illusory curse that has lasted for nearly two thousand years, let alone sacrificing a woman in the family. I was only fourteen years old at the time, and I was the young man Fang Gang.
At that time, the elders chose Xiahou Yueping, the eldest sister. She was the eldest daughter of the uncle.
"The eldest sister was only sixteen years old at the time. She was very beautiful, gentle and virtuous. She loved me the most and was loved by several old men. On the sixth day of the first lunar month of that year, it was snowing in the sky, as heavy as goose feathers...
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Xiahou Hongfeng's face was sad, his eyes were deep, and his gaze fell on the burning candles beside the guardrail. He seemed to have returned to that terrifying night forty-nine years ago: "Even God seemed to be worried about Xiahou."
I cried over the tragedy of my family. I was still young at the time, and I only knew that the old men were sending my eldest sister to a place where she would never be able to come back. I was very sad at the time. After dark, I secretly hid outside the house and arrived.
At midnight, the time entered the seventh day of the lunar month, and I saw my uncle and father, as well as three uncles and three aunts, following Sister Yueping, walking out of the house. The elder sister had a red cloth on her head and was wearing a bride's wedding dress.
She wore the phoenix crown and Xiapei she had just worn when she got married. The third aunt held an umbrella for her and headed towards the back mountain in the wind and snow.
"I followed secretly from a distance and walked for about an hour before I arrived at Wufu Cave in the back mountain. Under the dim light of the windy and snowy night, I still saw the six of them, uncle and father, arguing there for a long time.
, while the eldest sister was crying softly next to her, and I could see Sister Yueping’s body trembling gently in the wind and snow."
Xiahou Hongfeng paused for a moment when he said this, and saw the sadness on everyone's faces. Xiahou Dongrong saw him stop, and asked: "Brother, what happened next, did Sister Yueping have anything?"
Go into the cave?" He asked exactly what everyone wanted to ask.
The wind and rain continued outside the Zhaitang, and the howling north wind blew in from the door of the Zhaitang, making the candles burning beside the Zhaitang "porphyr". The first floor of the Zhaitang was already empty at this time.
The sound of porcupines, coupled with the howling north wind, made the hall become eerily quiet.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiahou Hongfeng, the current head of the Xiahou family, waiting for him to tell the story that made the Xiahou family so humiliating.
There was panic in everyone's eyes. Although it had been forty-nine years, but on such a night, such a cold windy and drizzly night, in such a terrifyingly quiet dining hall.
, once again said by the head of the Xiahou family, it still seems like it happened yesterday.
There is a huge screen on the second floor facing the Zhaitang gate, blocking the cold wind that rages in from outside the Zhaitang gate. However, the cold wind bypasses the screen and still blows on everyone. Xiaoya felt her back
A gust of wind blew by, and she couldn't help shivering again.
Feeling her fear, Hanzi held her hand tighter.
Xiahou Hongfeng coughed twice, not sure whether it was a real cough or wanting to break the quiet and weird atmosphere. He continued: "We didn't go in. The six elders fought in front of Wufu Cave for about an hour, and finally returned.
return.
"I also followed them back. But something happened that night." He saw the look of horror on everyone's faces, and his own face also showed fear, and then his voice trembled slightly: "In the middle of the night
, I was woken up by a hysterical scream. In horror, I got up and hugged the quilt, shaking. The scream was really terrifying, especially in such a quiet night."
Hanzi saw that Xiahou Hongfeng's face turned extremely pale, as if he had returned to that terrifying night, when he was hiding under the quilt and shivering.
In this situation, no one would despise him. After all, Xiahou Hongfeng was only a fourteen-year-old child at that time. Even among them, how many people would not hesitate when encountering such a weird and terrifying thing?
Will the most fearful side of human nature be revealed?
"While I was still immersed in that extremely frightening element, less than a moment later, before I could come back to my senses, something even more terrifying happened again." Xia Hou Hongfeng's eyes showed a look of horror, and the muscles on his face shrank.
, seems extremely unwilling to recall that frightening period of time.