The tiger king was still dancing, and suddenly the twenty-four tiger kings all decided to lie on the ground and lifted their heads.
"Aowu———————”
The tiger king's servant imitated the tiger's roar, with a huge momentum.
Xiang An and Xiang Yu were both in the same place, their eyes flashing, as if they were feeling something, Xiang Liang was the same, and Zishu was still talking to the young boy.
No one noticed that a slutty seven or eight-year-old child slipped to Xiang An.
He found the bronze sword around Xiang An's waist, his eyes shone, and he reached out and wanted to pull it out.
"Um!?"
Seeing that someone's hand climbed up to the hilt of his sword, Xiang An grabbed the hilt of his bronze sword in less than a second and retreated backwards.
"Ah!" Xiang Anshun grabbed the hand before he could react, and the huge force directly threw the little boy up.
"Hmm? A child?" Xiang An was stunned after seeing who wanted to draw his sword, and subconsciously let go of his hand.
The little boy sat on the ground with a confused look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Yu and Xiang Liang looked at Xiang An.
"Well... this kid really wants to pull my sword, and then I..." Xiang An scratched the back of his head.
The little boy saw Xiang Yu and Xiang Liang's eyes coming, and felt a chill on his back. Without thinking too much, he hid behind Xiang An's legs.
"Oh?" Xiang An couldn't be punished.
Xiang Liang and Xiang Yu's uncle and nephew looked at each other and saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.
They may indeed look a little...
However, Xiang An, although this kid is not handsome, at least he looks quite safe.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Xiang An grabbed the little boy's back collar and lifted the little boy out, looking at the child helplessly.
"No, it's okay-" The little boy seemed to realize something was wrong, stuck out his tongue, and then went back into the crowd.
Xiang An glanced at Xiang Liang, shrugged his shoulders, and looked helpless.
......
The tiger king dance has ended, and it is already noon.
The Hu Junshi, who was pretending to be a man from Zijia Village, stood in the front, followed by Li Zheng from the other two villages.
The three people held three incense sticks in their hands, but none of them were lit.
Behind the three, five people carried wine, four people carried pigs, four people carried sheep, and three people carried chickens, ducks and geese. The rest followed behind, holding various tools and utensils, and twenty-four people lined up in a long queue.
"Shan Junwu asked for 80,000 square meters, and roared and shocked the romance at the foot of the mountain—" Zi Li was whispering loudly.
"Dance--"
"Enter the mountain—"
"Blessed---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Roar—" The other twenty-three people behind him did not speak human words, but instead responded with tiger roar.
Under the leadership of Azurizheng, a team of twenty-four people set out towards Mount Wu.
The person carrying pigs and sheep behind was not moving. The three in front were holding unburned incense in their hands, walking three steps and bowing each time, and bowing each time in nine steps, and walking into the mountain road in a mighty manner.
The uncle and nephew watched the wine sacrificial team carry various offerings to the mountains, and the clouds on Xiang Yu and Xiang An's faces became denser.
"Has something strange happened in your village recently?" Zishu was still talking.
"If it's strange...it's probably because our village's food is not growing anymore." The young man looked lazy, but sighed when he mentioned this. "It's not just the food in our village, but the Yang family next door, and the Wu family in Shanbei. The food is not growing anymore, and the three miles are almost dying of a hurry."
"The crops are not growing..." Zishu frowned, "How come it doesn't grow?"
"I don't know either. Maybe Ritsuma thinks that Yama Jun is unhappy, so he just advances this year's wine festival?" The young man returned to his casual expression and scratched his head, "When Ritsuma and they come down, you can talk to them."
"Yeah... OK, thank you." Zishu nodded and thanked, with a gentle smile on his face.
After leaving, Zishu sighed.
"How is it? Have you found out something?" Xiang Liang hugged his chest and saw Zishu coming, he asked.
"Well, sir, the crops from several nearby villages seem to be no longer growing. This should be the weirdest information I got when I was chatting just now." Zishu bowed and replied.
"The crops are not growing?...Let's go and take a look." A hint of surprise flashed in Xiang Liang's eyes, he pondered for a moment, and looked at Xiang Yu and Xiang An with a gloomy face.
"Hmm? Ah, OK." Xiang An kept focusing on the mountain. When he heard Xiang Liang call him, he quickly answered.
Xiang Liang looked at the expressions of the brothers and frowned slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.
......
The middle-aged man carrying a long sword came late and happened to see the four Xiang family walking past. It seemed that the village was still lively, so he came over.
The Xiang family and the four of them walked out of the village and came to the edge of the field.
"It's really not long. I didn't notice this abnormality because of my hurry..." Xiang Liang felt that things became tricky when he squatted on the ridge of the fields.
"Uncle, what should we do now?" Xiang Yu approached Xiang Liang and asked.
Xiang An was still turning his head to look at Wushan.
"Now this matter is not just about you two." Xiang Liang stood up and looked at Xiang Yu, "If the crops don't grow, it means there is no harvest in the late autumn."
"The village no longer produces food...you probably think about that situation."
"This..." Zishu frowned as he heard this.
After pondering for a moment, Xiang Liang said, "When we go back, we have to talk to Liu Jin'an."
Turning his head to look at Zijia Village, Xiang Liang's eyes showed a little anxiety: "No matter what, this place was also my Chu area before, and that person was the people of Chu. As the last surplus of Chu, I can't watch the people of Chu starve to death."
"......My Lord." Zishu had nothing to say, and bowed with emotion.
......
The wine sacrifice team climbed along the steep mountain path.
Even on this rugged mountain road, the three lis leading the way were bowed every three steps and knocked every nine steps, and the progress was slowly moving towards the Shanjun Temple on the top of the mountain.
Their popularity is extremely high.
After all, it is an annual event and should be of great significance.
But such a huge step awakened not the Shanjun whom the people in the Three Villages believed in.
But... something else.
In the Shanjun Cave, the colorful tiger was still lying there.
But he is extremely weak.
The muscles behind him had dried up and were rising and falling with heavy breathing.
The black air lingers on Shanjun's body.
The shouts of the wine priest had already come and entered Shanjun's ears.
Buzz —
The skinny tiger suddenly opened its eyes.
"roar......"
Xiang Yu and Xiang An turned violently at the same time and glared at the top of Mount Wu.
"elder brother!"
"Walk!"
After a very brief exchange, the two brothers ran up directly along the fields and ran towards the mountain.
Xiang Liang and Zishu were left behind with a confused look on their faces.
Chapter completed!