The Tana people have a sacrificial activity on the first day of every month, and the first day of the first month is the most solemn, because it is the beginning of the new year, as the saying goes, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. Whether this year will be a good year depends entirely on this day, so this day The sacrifice must not make any mistakes.
The reason for being so cautious is not without reason. Long before the Tana tribe moved to Wuming Island, there was a failed sacrifice. That sacrifice took place during the Longfeng period of the Tianqi Dynasty. Yangcheng, the lord of Fengyang City is Hezhuo of the Tana tribe. That Hezhuo lost his virtue and offended the gods, which caused the gods to send down a thunderbolt for the first time on the first day of the new year, killing him and praying for blessings. priest.
The priest fell from the high platform, and the blood splashed all over the ground. Not long after, an uncontrollable plague broke out in Fengyang City. More than half of the tens of thousands of Tana people were killed or injured within a year. Succession, the epidemic was brought under control.
Because that accident happened in Fengyang City, the family history called it the Fengyang Rebellion.
During the Fengyang Rebellion, the Tana tribe had several incidents of offering sacrifices on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Afterwards, some unpleasant things happened. For example, once, a priest’s sword fell out of his hand. A month later, There was an earthquake in the Tana tribe; another time, a sacrificial offering of a holy woman rotted. Five months later, there was a severe drought in the Tana tribe, and the whole tribe had no crops... There are too many such accidents, so the Tana tribe is most afraid of The most important thing is that the sacrifices on the first day of the new year went wrong.
But right now, not only did it come out, but it was also very serious. The saint fell from the high platform more than ten meters away, fell on the cold and hard floor, and immediately spit out a big mouthful of blood.
Everyone panicked, and the scene suddenly became restless.
The chief guard of Helanbao rushed over immediately: "Holy lady! Holy lady, are you alright?"
The saint wanted to speak, but when she opened her mouth, another big mouthful of blood spit out.
He Zhuo resisted the weakness all over his body, stepped up to the altar, squatted down, and helped the saint to sit up: "Saint, saint!"
The saint's slender body was like a leaf withered in the cold wind, leaning against He Zhuo's arms weakly.
The five elders also quickly gathered around, shouting for the saint.
Patriarch Senna, Patriarch Biro and the other six patriarchs also stepped onto the altar quickly.
"What happened? Why did the table suddenly collapse?"
It was Patriarch Senna who asked the question.
Every year, different families will take turns to undertake the sacrificial ceremony. From the high platform to the arrangement, all the selection and materials have been strictly screened. This year, it was originally the Sena family's turn, but because they were busy looking for the little Dolma, they decided to make it this time. Please entrust the mission to the elders' house.
The high platform was built by the elders' house, the sacrifices were bought by the elders' house, and the incense and paper money was carefully prepared by the elders' house. If it is a problem with the high platform itself, the elders' house is the first to be involved.
The Great Elder said solemnly: "I personally supervised the completion of the work, and then I went up and walked up it several times. There shouldn't be any problems."
The second elder hurriedly said: "Yes, we have checked everything inside and out of the altar, and there is really nothing missing!"
Patriarch Bi Luo said in a deep voice, "How could it collapse if there were no omissions? It would not be the saint who stepped on it herself!"
As we all know, although the saintess practiced martial arts with the martial artist all day long, they were all boxing and swordsmanship with a strong body and no internal strength. It is impossible for a person without internal strength to trample on a strong platform.
The fifth elder insisted: "In short, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the things in our elders' house!"
Among the five elders, the fifth elder was the fattest. He jumped up and down on top without collapsing. How could a little girl who weighed 180 pounds collapse after dancing with a sword twice
Patriarch Bi Luo snorted: "Since there is no problem with the high platform itself, it seems that the true god is warning the tribe!"
"Warning?" The Great Elder frowned. There was something wrong with the priest on the first day of junior high school, and everyone couldn't help feeling an ominous premonition. But thinking about it in their hearts, it's two completely different feelings from hearing it from others. .
The elder's face darkened. At this time, the doctor arrived. The doctor first took the pulse of the saint, checked the injury, and said sadly: "The saint is seriously injured and needs to be carried back for further diagnosis. broken bones."
Qiao Wei, who was not far away, had been staring at the high platform, and naturally saw this scene. To be honest, she was attracted by the dancing posture of the saint, and she really didn't see how the high platform collapsed. The person fell and fell to the ground with the splintered wood.
"Oh, what can I do? What can I do?" Qingyan female officer was in a hurry.
Qiao Wei asked puzzledly, "Is the saint seriously injured?"
"Falling from such a high place, it must be very serious..." But the female official Qingyan is not worried about this the most, but that something bad happened to the priest in the first day of junior high school, probably something bad happened to the clan.
Although Qiao Wei didn't know the family history of the Tana tribe, she also knew that something happened to the priest, and it probably didn't have a good omen.
Sure enough, in the next second, Qiao Wei heard Patriarch Bi Luo's extremely high-pitched voice saying: "Of course the true god is warning! Someone must have collided with the true god, and the true god was furious, so he will punish the saint!"
Qiao Wei also accepted this logic. Since someone did something wrong, why didn't the true God condemn the person who did something wrong, but an innocent saint
Lady Qingyan explained: "In the Tana tribe, priests and saintesses are the messengers of the true God. In addition to conveying the will of the true God, they must also assist He Zhuo wholeheartedly. Once there is a problem with He Zhuo, it is because of their ineffective assistance. , the true god will condemn them to warn He Zhuo, if He Zhuo continues to be stubborn, even greater disasters will befall his clan."
Qiao Wei was speechless, supported her forehead, shook her head, and said, "Who did you listen to all this nonsense?"
Qingyan's female officer suddenly raised her face: "Little Dolma! Don't be disrespectful to the true god!"
Qiao Wei sighed, she was a god all day long, no wonder her mother wanted to run out to get some fresh air.
But having said that, today's matter is indeed quite strange. The five elders said that they had carefully inspected the high platform, and there was no risk of the high platform collapsing, but it happened to collapse. In Qiao Wei's view, there is only one possibility, that is Someone moved. The purpose of the other party is very clear, that is to prevent the holy girl from completing this ceremony. Of course, the holy girl herself is also very suspicious. No matter who did it, today's ceremony has been interrupted. It may be impossible to become the little Dolma of the Tana tribe.
The quarrel on the stage continued. After Patriarch Bi Luo insisted that someone had bumped into He Zhuo, Patriarch Senna said: "Patriarch Bi Luo, what do you mean? It's all right, who would go and attack the gods? You might as well make it clear, Who are you doubting? Don't say you are doubting Hezhuo. Everyone has seen Hezhuo's merits. He is the most beloved Hezhuo on the Wuming Island. He has never made any mistakes in his life. What about the gods? Will he be punished?"
Patriarch Bi Luo turned up the volume: "Did he really make no mistakes? You might as well think about what He Zhuo has been up to lately?"
The most important thing that He Zhuo has done recently is nothing more than admitting little Zhuoma back to the clan. He Lan's family has a successor.
Qiao Wei sneered: "This Patriarch Bi Luo really doesn't give up. It has been proved that he found a fake little Dolma, but he is still stubborn. He just can't swallow that breath."
"Little Dolma, what are you talking about?" The female officer Qingyan didn't hear clearly.
Qiao Wei said indifferently: "It's nothing, some people don't want me to feel better, and they do everything possible to stop me. Patriarch Bi Luo used someone as a gunman, but he still thinks it's a god venting his anger on his behalf."
The female officer Qingyan was slightly startled, what does Little Dolma mean, was today's accident man-made? how can that be possible? Who can tamper with under the eyes of the elders
Patriarch Senna said angrily: "Are you trying to say that Little Dolma has offended the True God? Don't forget, Little Dolma is the one who retrieved the priest's relic. How could she offend the True God?"
Patriarch Bi Luo sneered: "Then how do you explain today's incident? Once the Holy Maiden assists the Helan family, she will be punished only if the Helan family's morals are bad!"
Patriarch Senna was furious: "Little Dolma has no virtue, but has disadvantages!"
Little Dolma was brought back by the Sena family, she has a lack of virtue, so what happened to the Sena family who brought her back with a lack of virtue
Patriarch Bi Luo snorted coldly, looked at the believers outside the altar and said: "That woman was not a pure-blooded Tana, her father was a foreigner, and she has half of the foreign blood in her body. Now she has found This husband is also a foreigner! The child she gave birth to is only a quarter of the Tana tribe blood! Are we going to hand the Tana tribe into the hands of a group of foreigners? The true God has given us a warning, If we don't stop in time, what awaits us will be a disaster for the whole clan!"
"A disaster for the whole family?" Someone panicked outside the altar.
"Don't do little Dolma!"
"No foreigners!"
"Kick out little Dolma!"
"Yes! Get out!"
"Get out!"
"Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!"
Some believers rushed towards the hall.
Female officer Qingyan hugged Qiao Wei, and a rotten egg hit female officer Qingyan on the head.
Qiao Wei was angry, she tore off the Qingyan female officer, rushed out, pulled out the guy who smashed the rotten eggs, and fell to the ground hard!
"Little Dolma beat someone!"
"Get out!"
"Get out!"
"Get out!"
On the tall building to the east, Ji Mingxiu and his team also noticed the movement of the altar. Ji Mingxiu asked Qiao Zheng to take the child into the wing room. Yan Feijue looked down dumbfounded: "What's the situation?"
Yi Qianyin said bitterly: "Is this group of people crazy? They were instigated like this in just a few words! They were the ones who chose Little Dolma, and they are the ones who chased Little Dolma away now!"
Another rotten egg hit Qiao Wei, and Yi Qianyin slapped it, breaking the egg.
Yan Feijue also showed his hidden weapon and smashed the eggs one by one.
But there were too many eggs. Vegetable leaves, stones, and shoes all greeted Qiao Wei desperately.
Ji Mingxiu's eyes turned cold, and he went downstairs!
Just when the believers were about to tear down the hall, a uniform voice suddenly came from not far away.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
It was as if the heavy black iron had hit the cold bluestone board, but every time it hit the hearts of the people, everyone felt the vibration of the soles of their feet, and looked down, only to see that the earth and gravel were blown up by the shock.
The footsteps were still approaching, and there was a strange sense of murder in the air.
The sun seemed to be terrified by this layer of murderous aura, and hid in the clouds cowardly.
The sky suddenly darkened, the wind picked up suddenly, flying sand and rocks, everyone covered their faces with their arms to prevent the sand from flying into their eyes, but they couldn't help but looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a group of dark guards wearing black armor, Holding a big black bow, Shura rushed towards the altar like a Shura, surrounded the altar, and everyone surrounded it. Hundreds of guards drew cold bows and arrows and aimed at the clamoring crowd.
The powerful murderous aura completely enveloped the altar, and the altar fell silent all of a sudden.
Two teams of iron cavalry also wearing black armor rushed forward aggressively. The horses were also wearing black armor and black helmets, and their aura was unbelievably strong.
A group of cavalry lined up in front of Qiao Wei's hall, holding spears, aimed at the rioting believers, and the group of believers who were about to throw eggs on Qiao Wei's body were so frightened that their legs went limp in an instant.
Another team of iron cavalry formed a formation in front of the altar, and everyone looked this way.
Da, da, da, da...
The sound of elegant and arrogant horseshoes came, and the cavalry in front of the altar automatically lined up to both sides, making way for them.
The steed slowly walked up to the people, raised its head proudly, like a cold emperor, and looked down on the people at the altar.
The man on horseback was wearing a black cloak and a red cloak. The hood of the cloak covered most of her face, only revealing a pair of perfect red lips, which were raised inadvertently, just such a seemingly inadvertent movement , but made everyone's breathing tight.
She raised her slender fingers, blew lightly on her newly painted nails, and said calmly, "I heard that someone is going to chase away my daughter?"