The moon is dark tonight, the wind is high, and the wind is particularly noisy.
The west wind whimpered, passing through the stone forest and pine waves in the canyon, turning into the whistling sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
The thousands of torches on the top of Puding Fort were also blown by the wind and the flames were flying around, making the figures on the top of the city sway like monsters dancing, which was particularly unsettling.
Even if tonight's 'Shallow De De' ceremony is ten times grander than usual, it can't dispel this uneasiness.
Just as King Chu expected, after one day, everyone in the Puding tribe knew what happened to the ghost last night. Many old people had never experienced such a severe situation in their entire lives.
People are speculating that something more terrible will happen tonight.
Many people were so frightened that they packed up their things, helped the old and the young, and wanted to escape from the fort. However, they were stopped by the guards, who said that Ju Mu had an order and no one was allowed to leave.
This aroused the anger of the tribesmen, and they even clashed with the guards. In the end, Shi'er had to come forward in person and explained with all his heart that they were not allowed to leave because it was too dangerous outside at this time.
It is the safest village to go through the "Qian De De" five times. And tonight there will be a Qian De De sacrifice of hundreds of animals. This is the most solemn ceremony of exorcising evil spirits in the village, which will definitely make hungry ghosts afraid to approach.
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The tribesmen stayed here with suspicion, but Shi'er's skills were not without faults.
She has officially certified that last night was indeed haunted, and there will be an even larger attack by hungry ghosts tonight.
Therefore, although the tribesmen stayed, the uneasy atmosphere became heavier and heavier as night fell, and finally turned into fear, tightly gripping everyone's heart.
They are scared, they are angry, they obviously did nothing, why should they suffer such terrible punishment?
Then they naturally got angry at Shi'er and put all the blame on her. While they anxiously waited for the hungry ghost to arrive, they cursed angrily in a low voice:
"Everyone knows that Shuixi Jumu is a descendant of the Ghost King, but she helped the Mongols kill him."
"That's it, if you don't agree to the alliance, just don't let him come. Why do you have to kill him?!"
"She will do whatever the Mongols ask her to do. Is she a Mongolian dog?"
"It's okay now, the ghost king got angry and sent hungry ghosts to take revenge!"
"She still won't let us go, she just wants us to bury her with her..." Such extremely emotional comments kept coming and going, and it was impossible to suppress them.
These words floated to Shi'er's ears on the wind. Normally, she would have been furious and ordered the guards to whip these untouchables.
But the guard seemed a little angry today, so it was better to do less than to do more.
She was now counting on Bimo's 'Shallow De De' ritual to be effective and drive away the hungry ghosts.
As long as the hungry ghosts are driven away, everything will be fine. If they cannot be driven away, then everything will be over and there will be nothing to be angry about...
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But what Shi'er didn't know was that Bimo, who she had high hopes for, was the one who was most panicked.
Just like those who sell buns in later generations do not eat their own buns, and those who build buildings cannot live up to the buildings they build, only you know best what evil things you have done.
Bimo of the Puding Department also has a clear understanding of the level of his own rituals... He has been fooling around since he was a child and is not good at learning. If it weren't for the Luoluo people's tradition of fathers dying and sons succeeding, he wouldn't have been able to take the post.
This Bimo.
After being a Bimo for so many years, he has never seen a ghost. When communicating with colleagues, he heard that people would catch a powerful ghost today and talk to the ancestors tomorrow. Seeing ghosts was just as commonplace. He often felt ashamed and wanted to find it.
Killed by a block of tofu.
Fortunately, in this business, it doesn't matter if you fool around. Anyway, it's enough to be able to bluff people.
But he can't scare ghosts...
Naturally, the ‘Shallow Dede’ he hosted was purely to fool people and was of no use at all!
While he was yelling and wielding the sword, he was crying secretly. He regretted that he didn't learn from his father well and didn't know how to communicate with the ghost world. It's really only when the book is put to use that it becomes less regretful.
But he had a mask on his face, so Shir couldn't see his tears of regret, and still had high hopes for him...
At this moment, the crowd shouted: "Hungry ghost, hungry ghost!"
Bimo's heart tightened, knowing that it was coming again.
He turned his head with difficulty and looked towards the mouth of the canyon to the west. Sure enough, he saw one after another ghost fires, springing out from the ghost gate, slowly drifting towards Puding Fort...
Screams came one after another, and the castle in the lonely canyon was completely immersed in fear.
"Don't be stunned, finish the ceremony quickly!" Shi'er screamed and ordered Bimo, wishing he could grab the sword and dance for him.
"Oh..." Bimo was completely confused. He quickly continued to dance the sword mechanically and screamed in horror.
The tribesmen behind him who were holding sacrifices were also jumping and jumping crazily, trying to scare away the hungry ghosts.
However, those hungry ghosts were not affected at all, and their numbers increased, forming a long queue and drifting straight towards Puding Fort.
"There are many more ghosts today than yesterday!" Someone who had seen yesterday's scene shouted: "The army of hungry ghosts is coming!"
"Help!"
"Do not do this……"
"Don't come here!" The crowd screamed in horror one after another, followed by children crying and women shouting, creating a mess.
Bimo's fear was worse than that of others. Others could count on him, but he knew that he could not count on him. He was so frightened that he had runny noses and tears. He didn't know what he was doing there. He just stared at the western sky in horror.
The hungry ghosts are getting closer.
At this time, he could see what the hungry ghosts looked like. Some were green, some were red, some were blue, some were purple. Their faces were ferocious, and their eyes were blood-red.
And as expected, all the hungry ghosts floated over with their heads down and upside down.
The faintly beating will-o'-the-wisp turned out to be their hair...
His string finally broke, and he froze there, peeing all over the floor...
The tribesmen following him looked at each other, wondering what happened to their patron saint.
"Why is there water under Bimo's feet?"
"You're not scared to death, are you?"
"Nonsense..." Shi'er said angrily: "How could Bimo be so scared that he peed? He has boundless power!"
Before he finished speaking, he heard two clanging sounds and saw Bimo drop the sword in his hand and run away down the city wall in a pissed off manner.
"Ah..." The tribesmen holding the sacrifices were all shocked. "Why did Bimo run away?"
"Nonsense, you must be running for your life!" The tribesmen who reacted quickly dropped the paper horses in their hands and ran down the city wall.
"Stop them quickly!" Shi'er hurriedly ordered to the guards under the city wall.
"The ritual is useless, run for your life!" However, the guards were not blind and did not listen to her at all. They dropped their weapons one after another and had to quickly take their wives and children to escape. At this time, whoever ran faster would survive.
Whoever runs slowly should support others.
The behavior of these people was like pouring cold water on a hot pan of oil, instantly triggering a mass exodus...
