The atmosphere of the whole place had almost reached a climax at this time.
"Hu Tsai Tsai!"
"Hu Tsai Tsai!"
Liu Zheng couldn't help but be carried away by the atmosphere at the scene.
Hundreds of thousands of men, women and children, all singing and dancing, waiting devoutly, this scene is hard to mention. At this time, Qionghai seems to be magical.
Everyone danced and sang songs around the tall altar.
It seems that at this moment, there is no hatred, no disagreement, no more competition for water resources and interests among the various ethnic groups in Daliang Mountain. At this moment, they are the people of this mountain, and that's all.
Just work together and call each other brothers.
Liu Zheng was a noble man, so naturally he stood on the tall bamboo building with this group of big guys and watched everything.
Seeing this grand occasion, Huo Buquli couldn't help but sigh: "Although Liangshan under the rule of Lao Zimo had their own evil intentions, the Torch Festival every year was such a grand scene. At that time, it was called
lively."
Hearing this, Liu Zheng actually felt very strange.
He is very curious.
What exactly happened in Liangshan back then.
He could conclude that the fuse that caused chaos in Liangshan and ignited the civil strife in Liangshan was poppy.
So from this point of view, does the old Zmo of the Alu family hate poppies, or are the two sides fighting just because of poppies?
This is no longer known.
But today's Liangshan is indeed as Huo Buquli said.
It looks very harmonious on the surface, but in fact, there is strong hostility between each ethnic group.
Because it's fast.
Following the next step, the big Bimo are about to appear one by one. The people of Liangshan, who just didn't distinguish between you and me, soon automatically formed a camp.
"Dabimo! Dabimo!"
"Zizabimo!"
"Hama, hama!"
"Go away! Our Big Bimo is the real Big Bimo in Liangshan!"
"Shut up! You bunch of losers!"
"Adu Adu! Only our Adu Bimo can ignite the fire of ancestors!"
"Fart, where is our son of the black dragon?"
The scene suddenly became chaotic, with all kinds of curses and insults flying. It was harmonious just now, but now the smell of fire was very strong. If it weren't for the Torch Festival, people from this ethnic group would have been beaten on the spot.
stand up.
Liu Zheng looked worried that they might not be able to help but take action.
Shama Zhuoyi, who was standing next to him, looked at him and said, "My lord, it doesn't matter, today is the Torch Festival, there is only fire, no blood! I, the warrior of Liangshan, have a tough folk custom, this is a common thing."
Liu Zheng chuckled and did not comment.
It's really tough...
He sighed inwardly. Isn't this the chaos and hatred caused by these rulers? The chiefs of these ethnic minorities are so short-sighted. They want to maximize the benefits during their time in office, and the people of Liangshan
The more hostile they are, the better off they will be.
To change this pattern, religious beliefs must be unified.
Today, how Aluba appears has indeed become the key.
Seeing that Liu Zheng was not being stimulated by him, Shama Zhuoyi smiled coldly: "Nobleman from Longyan, I hope your son of the black dragon will not disappoint anyone, otherwise the anger of the people of Liangshan cannot be underestimated!"
"Shama you..."
Huo Buqu was so exhausted.
The other leaders also mocked one after another.
They really couldn't figure it out. This Daliang Mountain had been ruled by Shama Zhuoyi for many years. What did such a weak Long Yan man want to do when he suddenly appeared?
Fifty thousand troops stationed?
I'm afraid Shama Zhuoyi will eat everything up!
Just then.
"Hama, Hama, Hama is coming!"
"Hamabimo!"
"Hama hama!"
On the day of the Torch Festival, the first big Bimo finally appeared on the stage dressed up. Yes, he was dressed up. As soon as this person came out, he immediately caused a roar like a tsunami. This big Bimo, only the messy clothes on his body
The clothes weighed over a hundred kilograms. Hairstyles, clothes, decorations, and he was holding a long stick in his hand...