: The soldiers and horses descended to the altar

Author: Winter Moon

: The soldiers and horses descended to the altar

"The little fairy is so beautiful, she really looks like a boy descending to earth."

"This Bai Duan Gong's drama is really interesting."

Since Bai Fuer appeared, many people's eyes have fallen on her. It's not that everyone is strange. I really have never seen a little girl in Duangong opera.

Bai Fu'er led the person behind him to the main hall, put down the lantern in his hand, and then took out a silk lotus from his waist. He went out with a solemn expression, stood beside the platform, bowed three times to the statue, and then went out of his purse.

Grab a handful of fine sand and spread it hard into the sky. The light flew up and then slowly fell down.

There were only stars on the ground soon, making the entire celebration hall even more mysterious.

This is Liuyin Sand, one of the secret weapons of Taoist Wubian. It is said to be extracted from a certain ore and can be temporarily shining in the night sky. This time I specially gave Baili Hui a small handful.

Sure enough, with this handful of silver sand, people who watched the fun looked straight, and they only felt that this was a kind of immortal technique, with some kind of energy, and their faces that were watching the fun became more pious.

Bai Fu'er showed off this show and returned to the main hall, standing next to Wei Yunqi.

Wei Yunqi looked unhappy and glared at Bai Fu'er in anger, "Pretending to be a ghost."

He was very determined to let him sit and be carried out. Those who didn't know thought he could not walk anymore.

Bai Fu'er glanced at him. She did it on purpose. If he was letting him jump out alive, how could her grandfather have a strong magical power and cure him?

"You can do it if you have the ability."

The dense sound of drums and gongs came, indicating that the Duan Gong opera officially began tonight, and Wei Yunqi shut up.

The barefoot villagers were spinning rapidly on the bluestone slab holding the flag in their hands, and the strange sounds made from their mouths made the entire mandala gloomy.

The people who came to cheer in Wenchang Village became nervous when they saw this attitude. They all opened their eyes wide and looked for their son in the team. They thought that their son had jumped and smashed, so they had to go back and expose them.

Duan Gong opera must be fire. When the sky was dark and it was hard to see it, the iron circle wrapped in cloth strips was taken out. There were more than ten villagers in the team. These villagers used bamboo poles to raise the iron circle, so as to

The way I ran the lap began to move.

As they ran, ten circles gathered together. Bai Nanxing held the talisman paper in his hand, filled his mouth with strong wine, and saw the opportunity to light the talisman paper on the incense candle at his hand. The squirt of the talisman paper was sprayed on the talisman paper, and the flames went straight up.

It ignited the strip of cloth soaked with tinder oil.

Ten iron rings were ignited instantly, illuminating the entire mandala.

Amid the cheers, ten burning iron circles spread out and shuttled through the scene in a mysterious posture.

Next, it was officially time to make people amazed.

The ten fire circles were flying in the field in a dragon dance posture. The young people in Wenchang Village, led by Bainanxing and Bai Chaihu brothers, seized the opportunity to swing forward and cross the fire circle, and then the next fire circle.

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"good!!!"

"Oh, this is a fire ring, it's still a live fire ring, it's amazing."

"Interesting, this Baiduan Gong's celebration hall is really interesting, much more interesting than ordinary people who go up to the knife mountain and go down to the oil pan."

"good!!!"

Another cheering sounded, and it turned out that Bai Nanxing was stairing down, Bai Chaihu jumped up and stepped on his thigh, crossing the fire circle in the air, which was very exciting.

There were constant cheers, and the loudest shouts were made by the people from Wenchang Village.

"How is it, my family is so popular, right?"

Seeing that Wei Yunqi had already stood up and stretched his neck to look, Bai Fu'er looked proud, "I tell you, this is a boy's skill, and it's very difficult to practice."

Of course, they all stood up and thought it looked good, but could Wei Yunqi say that his temperament was good? He sat down again with his mouth puffed, but he couldn't help looking out.

Bai Fuer maintains her character, after all, she is now a guardian.

As the cheers outside continued, Bai Fu'er's smile became louder and louder. This time she went home, her grandfather must be very glorious.

Oh, she misses home all the time, and she really wants to go back to the village with her grandfather.

When the sky was completely swallowed by the night and Duan Gong Opera was the most important time, Bai Lihui was holding a chicken, and saw blood with one knife. The chicken blood dripped on the talisman paper, and his mouth was wearing a big red yaksha mask.

Start chanting mantras that are incomprehensible.

The sound of drums and gongs became more and more compact, and handfuls of rice were thrown into the air, falling down and falling on several men wearing hideous masks.

Those men seemed to be hit by some sharp weapon, and began to roll on the ground with their heads in their arms. The more they rolled, the more the rice was spilled on them. Bai Fu'er raised his ears and finally heard clearly what her grandfather was thinking.

'The Supreme Lord is urgent and as ordered!'

Finally, the drums and gongs sounded, and the men who pretended to be very painful turned over and retreated. The talisman paper stained with chicken blood in Bailihui's hand was instantly lit, and the ashes dissolved in the water. Then it was time for the Vajra Slave children to drink sweet water.

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With yesterday's experience, Wei Yunqi drank very happily today, and still felt that the talisman water was sweet and sour, with a little cool and leisurely feeling.

Duan Gong drama is over, and the people watching the fun are still dispersing. They have made an appointment to watch the last show tomorrow morning.

Wu Duangong and others watched the whole audience, their eyes met and their eyebrows frowned.

Just. how to say it?

They could see that Baili Hui was not good at doing these big scenes, but it was not orthodox at first glance. For example, when he finally made Wuchang, he needed to drip the candle oil into his mouth and then run to the victim. Otherwise, what if he did?

Showing that Wu Chang has been attacked by the master?

He killed the chicken, sprinkled a few handfuls of rice, and called five people to pretend to be in pain and the matter was over.

But his pomp and arrangement are lively and dazzling, making people ignore real things and think that he is very capable.

When Liu Duan Gong heard the praises in his ears such as "Bai Duan Gong is capable", "lively pomp", and "interesting", he felt that his sense of crisis increased greatly.

"It won't work if this continues."

Duan Wu sighed, "Tomorrow will be Duan Duan's competition. I will meet the real chapter when the time comes. Half-bad is half-bad, I can't do it, let's go."

Duan Gong, who were inquiring about the enemy's situation, left, and the men in the village were still helping to clean up the Qingtan. They would not return to the village tonight.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Mr. Wei felt that although this Bai Duan Gong was not famous, he was still quite capable. At least his Duan Gong plays lively, and Fu Shui seemed to have such a useful effect at the moment.

"I celebrate the altar for the Lord's family, and I don't talk about hard work, I just hope that the young master will recover soon."

After drinking Fu Shuiwei Yunqi, I felt my stomach warm and comfortable, and I didn’t need anyone to help me. I walked to the yard to see the magic tools.

Afterwards, Bai Fu'er stood at the gate of the Wei family and said goodbye to her grandfather. He turned around and saw Wei Yunqi looking at her with a smile. Bai Fu'er showed her sweet smile. After tomorrow, the big meal she prepared

It came in handy, hoping that he could still smile at her so sarcastically.
Chapter completed!