quadruple sleep

Chapter 373: Valley Questions
Everyone is familiar with Nian Baixiao's achievements. Both the technical director and the manager of his team G4 are among the best. With the addition of Nian Baixiao, a rising star, the team's performance is even more eye-catching.

But his team was once questioned and even abandoned by investors and then forgotten. Nian Baixiao once quit the team and continued to refresh the world ranking after returning to the team. This year, G4 was watched by several investors, and there is a hidden line in G4's existing capital chain.

It has never been made public and has never been publicized.

But a sensitive reporter revealed that the hidden funding chain was related to the Nian family, that is, to Nian Boyan.

Therefore, there was a public relations crisis at one point, implying that Nian Baixiao was just a puppet supported by funds and had no ability.

How could Nian Baixiao, with his hot temper, bear this? But after the changes in the Nian family, this kid has become more calm. He sneered, isn't this nonsense? What should I do with my equipment without funds? How can I upgrade the racing system? As for whether it is an embroidered pillow, we will see on the field.

Without further explanation, he just played one race after another, and his ranking in the qualifying round was getting higher and higher. The first time he won the championship, no one in the world was optimistic about him. They knew he was a dark horse, but they didn't expect him to be a crazy horse.

"Otherwise, let me break a world record for you." Nian Baixiao said to Fang Sheng with a smile.

Fang Sheng raised an eyebrow, "Won't all the girls in the world throw themselves at you? You'll have to look amazing then."

Nian Baixiao didn't even think about it, "I'll tell everyone that I already have a wife, and they won't throw themselves at me."

Fang Sheng blushed, "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Aren't you my wife?" Nian Baixiao pronounced these two words very straight.

Fang Sheng's face turned redder and he hit him on the arm, "Stop talking nonsense."

Hang Si walked side by side with Lu Nanshen in the back, and Lu Nanshen held her hand and put it in his pocket. Hang Si smiled and said, "Nian Baixiao, the correct pronunciation is daughter-in-law."

Nian Baixiao's Chinese had actually improved rapidly, and he could speak some local dialects, but the only problem he had was that he couldn't pronounce the erhua sounds well, so he just imitated others and pronounced it as: daughter-in-law, goose.

Then he said to Fang Sheng happily, "Wife, goose."

Fang Sheng is from the north, and this sounds awkward to him. "You'd better not add the goose."

Nian Baixiao pursed his lips, and now his smile was deliberate, "Okay, then I'll be your wife."

Fang Sheng just realized that he was on a pirate ship, and blushes suddenly rose to his ears.

Hang Si felt particularly warm in her heart just by looking at this scene, and she felt her palms tighten, and she was pulled closer to Lu Nanshen.

Lu Nanshen leaned forward, put his thin lips close to her ear, and asked with a low smile, "Would you like to be my wife?"

Hang Si's heart almost jumped out of his throat, his whole body instantly felt hot, and he cleared his throat, "Not good."

"It has to be good even if it's not good." Lu Nanshen held her hand, calm and composed.

Hang Si raised his eyes to look at him, his profile bathed in the dim light, the lines from his brow bone to his nose bridge to his thin lips were sharp and distant, but the smile in his eyes added a gentleness of elegance that made people feel itchy.

Chen Yezhou walked ahead without even looking back, saying, "You guys are almost there."
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The group of five people was a relatively large target, but fortunately they were covered by the cover of night and heavy snow.

As expected, Old Wu chose an open space.

It is more like a concave valley, with higher altitudes around it.

Lu Nanshen and his companions heard the sound of drums when they got closer, and followed the sound all the way to the site of the annual festival. A bonfire more than two people high rose in the open space, wrapped in a faint pine resin. The sound of the annual festival drums was deep and long, and every time it was struck, the sound seemed to reach the heavens.

There is also the sound of horns.

It is also different from the common horn. It sounds like wood but not wood, like metal but not metal. The sound is as deep and long as the sacrificial drum of the year.

Aunt Tian sat on a dead tree nearby, sitting crookedly, using one hand to support herself from falling down. She was already weak, and this trip into the mountains had really consumed too much energy for her. Coupled with the snow, Aunt Tian's face turned frighteningly pale.

The five men including Hang Si chose a high place to hide. It would be a lie to say that it wasn't creepy when the sound of drums and horns echoed faintly through the night sky.

The tribe leader put on a sacrificial robe and set up an altar next to the bonfire. On both sides of the altar were thick bamboo poles, on which were hung incomprehensible runes, like wind horse flags, rustling violently in the wind and snow.

In the middle of the table was a goat's head, a black goat's head, with dried blood on the neck. On the goat's head was a pattern similar to auspicious patterns, different from the hanging runes.

The patriarch stood beside the altar, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Wu Lao is the most important person in Tianwen. He is seen wearing a crown with a bronze mirror on it that can reflect the firelight. There is a tassel in front of the crown. The sacrificial robe is very large, made of dark coarse cloth, with a round collar and wide sleeves. The shoulders are inlaid with objects similar to various colorful shells, and there are bronze mirrors on the front and back of the chest. There are golden ribbons hanging from the shoulders, and there are old embroidery pieces on the waist, and copper bells are sewn.

He held a long metal instrument in his hand and danced with his face up to the sky in front of the bonfire. The firelight shone on the bronze mirror on his body, and the dazzling light enveloped his whole body. This scene looked like a celestial being. He spoke with confidence, as if he was talking and singing, and his steps were very brisk and methodical. The bronze bell on his waist jingled with his dancing steps.

The snow fell heavily.

The depression in the valley has a good terrain, blocking the strong night wind, so the snow is not so erratic when it enters the valley.

Hang Si had been to some places before and had seen some customs, but this was the first time she had faced a sacrifice scene like this. She leaned close to Lu Nanshen and whispered, "Don't worry about whether it's a lie or not, Wu Lao's outfit gives off enough aura."

Lu Nanshen narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the witch who was dancing wildly in the valley, and the stern-faced clan leader, and said softly, "Perhaps they really believe it, and don't seem to be fooling around."

This was beyond their previous judgment, especially Lu Nanshen.

Although Lu Nanshen respected these traditional customs, he did not believe in the so-called annual sacrifice of Meitang Village because of the murderer, especially the Tianwen segment which went into the mountains. Whether it was the witch elder or the clan leader, it was very likely that they were using the banner of Tianwen to achieve their unspeakable secrets.

Unexpectedly, Wu Lao really offered sacrifices to heaven and earth.

People of faith can see it.

Nian Baixiao rubbed his hands and said, "I don't know how long this event will last."

There was no wind in the valley, but they were high up, and the wind and snow felt like knives on their faces.

Fang Sheng lowered his voice and said, "I'm wondering where the murderer is and what his purpose is now?" He then asked Chen Yezhou, "Officer Chen, your men are most likely not able to get in."

Nine times out of ten, it's conservative.

If you haven't shown up yet, that means you can't get in.

Chen Yezhou pursed his lips and said, "Now that we have come to this, we have to deal with it as it happens."

Faced with the murderer's cautious moves, this is all they can do.