The team walked slowly. The men and women wearing moon-white robes were neat and uniform. They all wore white gauze to cover half of their cheeks. In the center of the team, there was a carriage carried by thirty-two people.
There are spacious soft chairs, surrounded by white gauze and stacked on top of each other. Only the figure of a woman can be vaguely seen among them.
The figure was graceful and graceful, wearing a moon-white dress, with her dark hair spread behind her head, fluttering in the breeze, so charming.
"Brother, goddess!" The blue-shirted young man's eyes lit up, and a trace of interest flashed on his handsome face.
The young man in black clothes nodded slowly, "Judging from her figure, she should be a young woman."
The motorcade slowly stopped in front of the statue of the goddess, a soft chair fell to the ground, and a slender hand slowly opened the gauze curtain. The hand was as soft as boneless, delicate and white, and every fingernail was spotless, as if it were otherworldly.
Pedestrians around him held their breath and concentrated, and the sound of gongs and drums stopped the moment they got off the sedan chair.
Slowly, a slender figure walked out from behind the gauze curtain. She was dressed in plain clothes and had dark hair. She had a slim figure, but her face was covered by a veil, so her face could not be seen.
The young man in blue shirt sighed in disappointment, turned around and smiled narrowly, "Brother, do you want me to lift the veil?"
The young man in black robes glared at him, "Are you crazy? You are so unruly in the territory of the Goddess Cult. If you can't buy back the matchlock gun, how can you explain it in front of His Highness?"
The young man in blue shirt smiled. At this moment, he saw the woman in white gauze taking the lead and standing in front of the statue of the goddess. The maid on the side offered incense and lit it. The woman took it and bowed down in front of the statue of the goddess to worship.
The people and horses behind them all held long incense sticks and knelt down to worship.
"The sky is a warning and the earth is a proof. The heaven and the earth are unkind and regard all things as dogs. The goddess teaches that she will come to this world according to the goddess's will and will save the people from dire straits." A clear and soft voice slowly sounded.
"Save the people from dire straits!" Everyone behind him kowtowed and shouted.
The young man in black robes and the young man in blue robes both frowned. The words of this goddess taught were really disrespectful. They saved the people from dire straits, and where did they put His Majesty from the Four Kingdoms?
"The goddess is here!"
"The goddess is here!" The people around him all clenched their fists and shouted.
After putting on the white gauze mask, the corners of the woman's lips slowly lifted up. No one in the world knew that this annual ceremony of worshiping heaven was actually just her birthday in her previous life. It was not her intention to say some high-sounding words and pretend to be a ghost, but the people did eat it.
This set.
"The evil words of the cult are deceiving the public! The witch girl shall die!" A sharp shout rang out from the crowd, and then a person flew out diagonally, holding a long sword in his hand and pointing towards the woman in white gauze.
Behind the woman, two men in white robes jumped out in front of her, and the long swords at their waists made a buzzing sound, trapping the people who were flying out diagonally.
In the lightning and flint, the blade of the sword flashed, and the three people were intertwined in one place very quickly. Without any movement, the man in ordinary clothes flew out with blood in his throat, and fell to the statue of the goddess with a bang.
In front of them, two men in white robes stood with swords in hand, their eyes expressionless under their masks.
He turned to look at the man who fell to the ground. He was tall and braided. He was obviously a barbarian man.
Then, as if nothing had happened, the heaven-sacrifice ceremony continued. Several men in white robes carried the body down, and the people were not surprised.
The two men in blue shirts and Mo Yi looked at each other, both of them were a little shocked by the two people who had just taken action from the Goddess Cult.