"No need to ask. When I came in just now, I heard the waiter in the store say that tomorrow is the day of Baishui City's monthly sacrifice." As an elegant yet lazy voice sounded, Lan Ge followed closely.
Appeared in Qingwan's room.
Seeing Qing Wan staring at him with a serious expression, Lan Ge couldn't help but smile and said: "There's no need to look at me like that, I'm on your side."
"Can I trust you?" Qing Wan narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the other person suspiciously.
Lan Ge raised his eyebrows, pretending to be stupid and asked: "Is there any reason why I am not worthy of your trust?"
Qing Wan immediately rolled her eyes towards the sky. This guy really dared to say that he didn't know who stopped her from stabbing her in the first place. Otherwise, why wait until now?
Facing her defensive gaze, Lan Ge smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I won't stop you this time. If you need anything, you can ask Sui Feng to help you."
Although Qing Wan still had doubts about the other party, she didn't say anything. She just focused her thoughtful eyes on Sui Feng behind him.
The next day, Baishui City's sacrificial ceremony was held as usual. The citizens of Baishui City had been waiting near the altar early in the morning.
Qing Wan and others disguised themselves and mingled among them. Although three years had passed, she was not sure whether these people still remembered her.
The high priest was still dressed in black, with a black gauze covering his face. He was helped out of the soft sedan chair and slowly climbed onto the altar. He seemed to be placing the spiritual stone in his hand in the center of the stone pillar in front of him, and then took it from the hand of the maid.
After lighting the green incense, he clasped his hands together, knelt down in front of the stone pillar, and read loudly: "May God bless my Baishui City, may blessings continue, and the people be healthy."
"May God bless my Baishui City, may blessings continue, and the people be healthy..."
Behind her, the people of Baishui City knelt down one after another, bowed their heads devoutly, and prayed loudly along with her.
Accompanied by the rising and falling sounds, it seemed powerful.
The master and servant Qing Wan mingled at the back of the crowd. Worried about being discovered, they had no choice but to kneel down with the crowd. At this time, whispers suddenly came from the crowd.
"Look, what is that?"
"It seems like a word."
"It's the Bodhisattva who appears!"
"Look what's written on it?"
"It seems that something bad is about to happen to our Baishui City."
"How could this happen? We in Baishui City have always worshiped the gods, so why would disaster suddenly happen to us?"
"Don't worry, everyone, the high priest will definitely help us resolve it."
"Yes, with the high priest here, we will be fine."
"..."
As more and more people discussed, the voices became louder and louder. The scene that should have been solemn suddenly seemed a little impetuous and chaotic.
The high priest couldn't help but frown when he heard the commotion below. He raised his head suspiciously and saw several large characters suddenly displayed on the stone pillar in front of him.
"If the sacrifice is not sincere, disaster will come from heaven!"
The high priest was startled, and when he was about to step forward to check, he found that those words disappeared very quickly, as if they had never appeared.
For a moment, the discussion below became even louder. Compared with the piety and expectation when they arrived, at this moment, everyone's faces had an expression of impending disaster.
Although the high priest didn't understand what was going on, he vaguely felt that the matter was not simple. He immediately stood up from the futon and was about to reprimand the crowd below, and wanted to ask: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?" But the words came to nothing.
The words on his lips changed to: "Everyone, please be patient! There is something fishy about this matter. I will give you a satisfactory explanation after this priest has verified it."