The next morning, just after dawn, Moro came to the temple to invite the two divine envoys to go to the altar. Two soft rattan sedans were prepared outside the temple gate, and they were carried forward by eight strong black men. The young divine envoy
I also fell asleep on the sedan chair, and when I woke up, I was already at the altar on the top of the mountain.
The altar in front of you is a horseshoe-shaped stone building, divided into upper and lower floors. Several huge relief stone pillars support the upper pedestal. On the pedestal stands a dog-headed statue. This is the god who has blessed the villagers for countless years.
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The roasted pigs, cows, and sheep sacrifices have been placed on the bottom of the altar. The villagers of Mole Village, regardless of gender, old and young, stood in front of the altar. The expressions on their faces were not obvious, but their sensible eyes showed
An extremely pious look.
Xu Qing and Wang Chao stood by the altar, watching four black men wearing ghost masks dancing wildly and unrestrainedly in front of the altar table. The four of them wore two strings of teeth from unknown animals on their wrists, and on their heads
The pheasant feather headdress has nothing but a two-finger-wide piece of colored cloth covering the body. From the physical features, it can be seen that the dancers are two men and two women.
There is nothing shameful about the human body. The men and women at the altar imitated various actions, including farming, harvesting, gathering medicine, hunting, slaves, fighting, disease, death, rebirth... No need for moving music, no need for
Gorgeous rhetoric and original and unrestrained body language can fully express various forms of life.
Xu Qing was not interested in this bare-board dance at first, but after watching it for a few minutes, he actually got into it. He found that this primitive dance could express more pure things. Life is originally simple and pure. After seeing this kind of dance, he found that it could express more pure things.
The dance that resonates with people's soul may be hard to catch the eyes of those dancing in gorgeous costumes on the big stage.
The dancing black men and women twist their bodies as if tirelessly, and the animal teeth on their wrists collide with each other to create a unique rhythm, which makes people feel extremely relaxed.
Snap! The dancing black men and women seemed to have exhausted all their strength, and fell to the ground with their arms and legs spread out. Immediately, several villagers came forward to lift the people down. This was when they were really dancing with all their hearts. I don’t know what they were doing.
Can gods see?
The moment the four dancers collapsed and fell to the ground at the same time, Xu Qing felt his eyes well up. He sniffed to suppress the surging emotions in his heart. Suddenly, he heard a low sob coming from his ears, and turned around to look.
, he was shocked to find that all the villagers were crying, and many of them broke down in tears.
Xu Qing turned his head and lowered his voice and asked: "Why hasn't your senior shown up yet? The sacrifices will be cold if you wait any longer!"
Wang Chao glanced at the sacrifices on the altar and whispered: "Senior will definitely show up, now is not the time."
As soon as he finished speaking, a whirlwind suddenly blew up behind the altar, and then a low and long beast roar came from the snowy peak in the distance. Although the sound was low, it seemed to be full of a strong penetrating power, which could be incomparably clear.
reached the ears of everyone at the altar.
When the black people heard the roar of the beast, they immediately opened their mouths and let out several trembling screams. Everyone bowed their knees and knelt on the ground. Everyone knew that it was coming, and it had never let the villagers down.
Xu Qing raised his eyebrows lightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. The roar of a beast in the distance was familiar. It was the Snow Mountain Mastiff. Could it be the prototype of the dog-headed figure on the altar?
While thinking, another beast roar came to his ears, much closer than the previous roar. Xu Qing turned his head and glanced at the king's nest beside him, only to find that he had knelt on the ground at some point.
He was the only one standing upright. If the kobold statue on the altar was really a snow mastiff, he would definitely not kneel down.
Phew! A white shadow shot out from the top of the snow peak, shooting towards the altar like an arrow. Xu Qingyun looked around, and he saw the big snow mastiff, but there was a person sitting on the back of the snow mastiff.
A man wearing a silver-white cloak and a wide-brimmed bamboo hat on his head. You can see a dog's face covered with snow-white short hair.
Dog-headed person? Is there really such a weirdo? Xu Qing was shocked and blinked hard to see more clearly. He saw a pair of green narrow pupils. This was not a dog head, but clearly a snow wolf head.
The clairvoyant eyes swept downwards, looking through the cloak. Xu Qing smiled. He saw a wooden carved human body fixed on the back of a big snow mastiff. There was a hole in the neck, and a snow wolf head with a spine was embedded in it.
Good guy, it turns out that the Snow Mountain Mastiff can also play tricks.
Xu Qing understood the little secret of the Snow Mastiff, and the mystery of the dog-headed figure was clear to him, and the corner of his mouth raised a faint arc.
The Snow Mastiff discovered Xu Qing very early. It jumped up to the altar with the false god on its back, raised its head and roared. The black man under the altar did not even dare to raise his head, and kept muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he meant.
Which Sutra are you reciting?
"Children under the snow-capped mountains, I can feel your sincerity. In the coming year, the livestock will be prosperous and the grains will be plentiful. Let's go!" An old, deep male voice came from the altar, which seemed to come from the mouth of the wolf head on the back of the snow mastiff.
Only Xu Qing knew that the so-called god was just a cover, that the voice came from the belly of the snow mastiff, and that ventriloquism was not a profound skill.
The black people under the altar bowed and kowtowed to the Snow Mastiff three times. They bowed and bowed before even wiping the mud from their foreheads. They immediately lowered their heads and stood up to leave. Everything seemed so orderly. In the end, only Wang Chao and Man Man were left kneeling.
Xu Qing, who has a smile on his face, as a divine envoy can have close and intimate contact with the 'gods'.
The Snow Mastiff sniffed, leaned over, picked up a leg of lamb, and started to gnaw on it. It was sure that all the black people had left the altar and could enjoy the feast in peace.
Xu Qing strode to the altar, stretched out his hand and drew out the Long Yuan Sword and cut a piece of meat from the leg of the cow. He brought it to his mouth and bit it. While feasting, he exclaimed: "It tastes really good. I didn't expect that black people can bake it like this."
Authentic beef, no wonder you miss it every year for a free meal."
The Snow Mastiff stopped talking, raised his head, and flashed him a glance, directly using his brain waves to send a message: "What does it mean to have a free meal? If I hadn't saved these Kunlun slaves back then, they still don't know what their fate would have been. Besides, I haven't done anything in these years."
If you don’t take care of their village, what’s one meal a year? By the way, what are you doing here?”
Xu Qing tore up a piece of beef, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and said vaguely: "I was attacked by several semi-holy warriors a few days ago and was seriously injured. The seed somehow merged with the inner alchemy. Now the inner energy in the dantian is clean and smooth."
, I heard from Wang Chao that he knew a very arrogant senior who could help me recover as soon as possible, but I didn’t expect it to be you."
The Snow Mastiff's eyes flashed red, and he shook his head and said: "There is one way, but it is too dangerous, so I advise you not to think about it."