My Xueba Life Simulator

Chapter 385 Winter Festival

The Winter Festival in Xiayu Dungeon was held as scheduled.

On this day, all the residents of the dungeon walked out of their adobe houses and headed to the Dragon God Cathedral in the center of the city.

The construction style of the Dragon God Cathedral is more like a pyramid, with a wide bottom and a narrow top. It is divided into 6 floors. The roof is made of gold bricks. Even in the dark night, the Dragon God Cathedral is still like a dazzling star.

The Dragon Cathedral is the tallest structure in the city, towering even higher than the dungeon itself, as it carves a narrow path to the surface above.

This path cannot allow anyone to pass by, but the inside is decorated with crystals and glass at fixed points, forming refraction, and shining the sunlight from the surface into the cathedral.

Whenever the winter festival is held, this path will be opened to allow the sunlight on the surface to shine down, so that believers in the church can feel the real sunshine.

However, since the underground city has a population of more than 2, the Dragon God Cathedral cannot accommodate so many people, so most people pray in the Dragon God Plaza outside the church.

On this day, most members of the hunting team were on vacation, and a small number were recruited to the security team to assist in their work.

The security group and the city defense group are the busiest.

The city defense department will receive foreign envoys from the dungeon, and the security team will be responsible for the security of the entire winter festival.

Gu Feng also visited this square before. The most distinctive feature is the 18 dragon pillars around the square. Different dragons are carved on these pillars. There must be 18 people to be able to embrace it, which can be called a big project.

The Dragon God Plaza was surrounded by members of the security team, including the captains of the eight districts. They all had serious faces and were on high alert.

The crowds in the square are very crowded, just like the scene of going to a tourist attraction during holidays, but that was Gu Feng's previous world.

In this world, it was also the first time that Gu Feng saw such a lively scene.

However, no matter how crowded the crowd was, there was still a road in the center of the square, a holy road covered with snow-white feathers.

Even if the surrounding people pushed and rubbed, they would never step on a feather.

This road seemed to divide the crowded crowd into two halves, becoming a certain kind of boundary, a boundary that civilians could not cross.

Lao Zhu and his family were also in the crowd, with a smile on his face.

Ah Wu and his wife held their two children to avoid being scattered by the crowd.

The Winter Festival is very attractive to every commoner, because the city lord will distribute food to the people on this day, and it is free.

Some poor families count on the winter festival to get some food to survive the whole difficult winter.

After defeating Mechanic Wang of the Mechanical Alliance, Gu Feng became famous in the dungeon. Instead of crowding in the square with the commoners, he was invited to attend with Zhang Zhiwei and other bigwigs.

Zhang Lei and other hunting captains and deputy captains stood on the viewing platform on the second floor of the church.

Mechanics from the Mechanical Alliance stood on the third floor of the church.

Zhang Zhiwei, Sun Tianfang, Feng Zili, elders in black robes, and elders in green robes stood on the fourth floor of the church. Gu Feng was also invited here. The scenery on the fourth floor is unique, and you can have a panoramic view of the situation on the square.

The female city lord Xia Bing is on the fifth floor.

She was wearing a golden crown, wearing a black dress, holding a silver scepter inlaid with gemstones in her hand, and wearing a half-cut mask on her face, looking down on everyone like a queen.

thump—

thump—

thump—

Three ancient brass bells rang, which meant that the winter festival had officially begun.

The crowded and lively crowd suddenly became quiet, as if the world had been muted, and everyone held their breath.

On the road paved with white feathers, a group of barefoot girls suddenly appeared. Their faces were painted with oil paint, they wore feather suits, and they held strange props with all kinds of weird bells hanging on them. Accompanied by their strange dances, These bells make a crisp sound.

"Is this a spiritual dance?"

Gu Feng asked suspiciously. He knew that some religions like to dance spirit dances to communicate between humans and gods, so he had this guess.

Before Zhang Zhiwei could speak, Feng Zili stood beside Gu Feng and explained,
"The dance of the Dragon God's blessing."

Gu Feng nodded slightly. To be honest, this kind of blessing dance didn't look aesthetically pleasing. After the girls danced with their bodies twisted, they entered the church.

After the blessing dance, all the believers in the square prostrated themselves on the ground, including three-year-old children.

They closed their eyes and prayed,

"Thank you for the blessing of the Dragon God, thank you for the blessing of the Dragon God."

At the same time, a sedan chair carried by eight people appeared at the end of the road. A dragon totem was carved on the sedan chair, and a gorgeously dressed girl slowly walked down from it. She looked only 15 years old.

Her skin was so pale that it was bloodless, her facial features were exquisite, her figure was petite, her gorgeous clothes surrounded her like lotus petals, and she belonged to the stamen.

Her pupils showed two colors, gold on the left and blue on the right, like some kind of cat suffering from a disease.

The black hair fell to the ground like a waterfall, giving her a completely different aura from the dungeon.

There is a golden triangular imprint on the forehead.

She was holding a thick green book in both hands, and the words "Dragon God's Dictionary" were engraved on the green book.

"who is she?"

Gu Feng questioned again.

"This year's pope's spiritual daughter, today is not only the winter festival, but also the day when the city lord crowns her."

The big bald Sun Tian said slowly.

pope?so small?
And is the city lord crowning the Pope?Isn't the pope usually crowning the city lord?

Forget it, none of that matters.

The important thing is that the Pope of the Dragon God Cult is absolutely impossible to be a native of the dungeon. Maybe she is also the manager selected by the dragon clan from the paradise, and came to the dungeon to run the dungeon with the city lord in order to control more residents of the dungeon.

That would explain why she is so pretty.

Indigenous dungeon folk rarely have such good skin.

The spiritual girl opened the green book and began to chant the teachings of the Dragon God Sect.

"...Under the Dragon God, everyone is equal. If you believe in the Dragon God, you can avoid disasters..."

Throughout the process, believers were chanting with her.

Until she walked into the church, some of the believers also entered the church, and the other part was not so lucky, so they could only continue to pray in the square.

The female city lord Xia Bing left from the viewing platform on the fifth floor, entered the interior of the church, and came to the top position of the church hall.

Gu Feng also followed the bosses to the church hall and sat in their exclusive seats.

The spirit girl walked slowly in front of Xia Bing, Xia Bing asked,
"Do you voluntarily dedicate yourself to the Dragon God Sect, and then become a loyal believer and communicator of the Dragon God, leading the earthly people of the Dragon God to submit to the Dragon God forever, guarding the dignity of the Dragon God for generations, believing in the power of the Dragon God, and praying for the Dragon God? God's protection, away from adversity and danger."

The spiritual girl nodded, "I am willing."

Xia Bing picked up the dragon totem crown carried by the attendant and put it on the head of the spirit girl.
"From now on, you are the sixth Pope of the Dragon God Sect. The Dragon God blesses you and bestows you with strength and faith. Remember that you will always be loyal to the Dragon God Sect and Xia Yu Dungeon."

Xia Bing also handed over the silver scepter to the spiritual girl.

The spiritual girl took the scepter, turned to face all believers, and raised the scepter high,
"From today onwards, I will be loyal to the Dragon God Cult and to the dungeon. May the Dragon God bless us all."

"May the Dragon God bless us all."

The believers repeated this sentence, and the whole atmosphere seemed solemn and solemn.

The female city lord and the female pope stood in front of everyone at the same time and began to pray.

The believers also began to pray, and this time the prayer lasted for half an hour.

Then there are choir people who enter the church and start singing the greatness of the Dragon God.

After the above process is over, the Winter Festival has come to the most critical moment, distributing food to the believers.

The church and the people of the City Lord's Mansion distributed food to all civilians, and the security team was responsible for maintaining order, so that everyone lined up to receive it in an orderly manner.

"Don't be crowded, there is enough food for everyone, please line up in an orderly manner."

"That means you, don't jump in line."

"Old man, you can't jump in line either."

……

Everyone was immersed in joy, and the occasional episode was quickly suppressed.

Most people would thank the Dragon God after receiving the food, and then take the food home and store it. Of course, some homeless people who had been hungry for a long time would eat it on the spot.

Many of these tramps came from the wilderness.

In the past few days of the Winter Festival, Xia Yu's underground city is open to the outside world, the purpose is to attract foreigners.

The Wilderness people didn't behave so well at the winter festival, and some even wanted to grab food, but they were all subdued by members of the security team.

"Tsk, it's the wilderness coming to the savages again, why are they so unruly?"

"If I say they shouldn't have been let in, it's rat shit."

The people from the security team have just dealt with two wilderness people and are complaining.

"Captain, it's not good, someone choked to death."

Wang Keke anxiously stepped forward to report that his companions had pulled the choked man out of the crowd, and the food he had received had been snatched away as soon as he died.

Captain Li Zhu frowned,

"What's the fuss? Every year, there are a few people who can't wait and insist on eating now, and they will be full to death."

"No, his state is a bit strange."

Wang Keke pushed up her glasses. After joining the security team for 3 years, she has long been used to this kind of scene. Every winter festival, people will die.

However, with her keen observation skills, she still noticed the difference in the dead man.

"What's weird?"

Captain Li Zhu followed Wang Keke to the dead, and other team members continued to maintain order, while they could carefully observe the dead.

This is a dead man in ragged clothes. He looks like a wilderness man. He must have been hungry for a few days. He is skinny, but there are many pus on his face and body, and there are dense red packets on his body. It looked like it would break if poked, and it still smelled foul.

Li Zhu frowned, "I'm afraid this person won't live long."

"I've seen various disease cases that occurred in the dungeon. His state is very similar to Hong E'er."

Wang Keke said.

"What? Hong Er?"

The faces of Li Zhu and the people around him all changed. He didn't doubt Wang Keke's words, because there was a reason why Wang Ke might have been promoted to vice-captain after 3 years in the security team, not just because her judgment had never appeared The mistake is also because she is a relatively knowledgeable person with an excellent memory, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a photographic memory.

And she usually likes to study various cases, and has a little research on medicine and miscellaneous science.

"Hurry up and drag the person to cremation, remember not to make direct physical contact, report the matter, hurry up!"

Li Zhu ordered the team members to act immediately.

He also went to look for the head of the regiment Sun Tianfang as soon as possible, and asked the head of the regiment to speak alone.

Sun Tianfang avoided the crowd, looked at Li Zhu seriously,

"Do you mean to stop the winter festival because of a wild man?"

Sun Tianfang raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Zhu.

Li Zhu swallowed his saliva, and said, "He may have Hong Er, which is a terminal disease that can be contagious. If the winter festival is not over, our dungeon may..."

"Shut up, this is the Dragon God Cathedral, and the Dragon God will bless us. It is impossible for what you said to happen. There are countless people who choke to death at the Winter Festival every year. Don't bother me because of such trivial things."

Sun Tianfang didn't take it seriously, he didn't believe that the red plague would happen in the dungeon.

He returned to Gu Feng and the others again, and Gu Feng asked, "Captain Li seems to be in a hurry, what happened?"

"What could it be? It's a wilderness man. Because he was hungry for too long, he couldn't help seeing the food, and then choked himself to death."

Sun Tianfang said casually, as if telling a joke.

"Well, it's a human life after all."

Gu Feng said.

"This kind of thing happens every winter festival. It can only be said that they are not devout enough to believe in the dragon god, so they are taken away. Devout believers like us will be fine."

The black-robed elder said slowly, it seems that the dead people at the Winter Festival were all caused by impious beliefs.

"How devout the wilderness can be, as long as it doesn't cause chaos."

Sun Tianfang said.

The elder in black robe nodded slightly, "That's right, the Winter Festival must not be affected."

The Holy Spirit of the Pope took over the rest of the affairs and led the believers to continue the Mass.

Xia Bing, the city lord, can withdraw early to meet the envoys from the Western Dungeon who came to visit the Winter Festival.

The messenger is a middle-aged man with thick hair. He is wearing a leather jacket and glasses. He is about 1.7 meters tall and his back is a bit stooped.

This is related to the environment of the Western Dungeon, because the height of excavation in the Western Dungeon is limited, and it is not as open as the Xiayu Dungeon. If a person living in the underground city is more than 1.7 meters tall, he has to walk forward with a slump. Most of the natives of the Spanish dungeon are relatively short, with an average height of about 1 meters.

The messenger was shocked by the winter festival in Xia Yu's dungeon, because they also had a winter festival in the dungeon, but they had never had so many people. Of course, they couldn't produce so much food.

"Xiayu Dungeon is worthy of being a 200-year-old dungeon."

The messenger sighed.

Xia Bing glanced indifferently at the crowd in the square, and said to the envoy, "The city lord's mansion has prepared a banquet, welcome the envoy's arrival."

"Honorable City Lord, thank you for your hospitality."

The messenger said politely, and then got into the car of the City Lord's Mansion.

Zhang Zhiwei, Feng Zili and others also followed, and Gu Feng naturally followed. He happened to be interested in the underground mine veins of the West.

Leaving the bustling Dragon God Square, he returned to the City Lord's Mansion under the escort of the city defense team.

(End of this chapter)