quadruple sleep

Chapter 374 Bleeding Goat Head
No matter it was the witch elder or the clan leader, they were really performing a sacrificial ceremony to communicate with heaven and earth seriously, and they did not fool around just because they were in the deep mountains to avoid the public eye.

The ceremony was not short, with the witch and the clan leader each performing their own duties. The witch seemed to be the one communicating with heaven and earth, while the clan leader stood in front of the altar and performed a whole set of kowtow movements, which was smooth and flowing, and it was obvious that this was the annual regulation.

It is unknown what these two are talking about.

The surrounding magnetic field is weird, so it is impossible to hear clearly. Moreover, even if you can hear it clearly, you won’t understand it. This kind of sacrificial activity usually has a unique way of expression.

When the sound of drums turned into a faint one, the head of the black goat used for sacrifice was hung high above the bonfire. Nian Baixiao was puzzled, "Are they going to... roast the goat's head?"

The posture is quite similar.

But others thought that this was the most important question. Only if it went smoothly would this year's annual sacrifice be considered a success. They couldn't just roast a sheep's head and eat it.

Fang Sheng said in a low voice, "Look quickly."

Several people looked over.

The black goat head was hung above the bonfire, but instead of being burned, liquid was flowing from its eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

The copper bell on Wu Lao's waist still rang, and when he saw the changes in the sheep's head, the dancing steps seemed to become more cheerful.

The patriarch's reaction seemed quite excited. He immediately knelt beside the campfire with the brass vessel in his hand and held it high.

The vessel is shaped like a gui, but is not small.

Soon Lu Nanshen and his group knew the purpose of the brass gui. The clan leader was catching the liquid flowing from the goat's head, and when the liquid was illuminated by the firelight, the people in high positions also saw it clearly.

is blood.

Hang Si subconsciously turned his head and asked Lu Nanshen, "Can you see clearly? What's flowing from the goat's head is blood."

She knew that Lu Nanshen had poor eyesight. Before coming to Meitang Village, most of his judgments came from hearing, so it was not important to him whether he wore glasses or not.

But this place affected his hearing and the sky was so dark, so Hang Si was kind enough to give him some popular information.

Thanks to Hang Si, even if Lu Nanshen wore glasses, it was still difficult for him to see clearly at this distance. He nodded slightly, and at the same time doubted, "Although it looks like a newly slaughtered sheep's head, it's strange that so much blood can flow."

Even if you can't see clearly that it's blood, you can still see the speed at which the liquid is flowing.

Just like an aorta was cut, blood gushed out in streams, all of which was steadily caught by the brass tripod.

The drummers and trumpet players also stopped playing and shouted: "Thank God for your protection!" Then they all knelt beside the campfire and bowed to the night sky.

The originally listless Aunt Tian seemed to be injected with energy and knelt on the ground like the others, but she was shaking violently and crying loudly.

I can't describe how deafening these sounds mixed together are, but this scene, coupled with their prayers, makes people feel cold.

The drumbeats and horn calls continued, and Wu Lao's dancing steps did not stop.

Aunt Tian remained kneeling on the ground, crying loudly.

I wouldn't say that this crying sounded heartbreaking, it was the kind of crying with a singing tone and the person was mumbling something.

Nian Baixiao was confused and whispered, "Is she crying or singing? Crying and singing?"

He had never seen anyone cry like that.

Some of the people of the same age around me couldn't answer this question. They couldn't tell for a moment whether Aunt Tian was really crying or it was just one of the questions asked by Heaven.

But Chen Yezhou is not unfamiliar with this kind of crying and singing. He said that he had heard people crying like this in the cases he had handled before. Generally speaking, they were older people or people in closed environments. In fact, there was no special meaning, it was just an expression of strong emotions.

After hearing these words, everyone suddenly realized.

Everyone's focus is still on the bleeding goat's head, which is obviously not in line with the logic of reality.

Hang Si said firmly, "Someone must have done something wrong. Although I respect customs, I don't believe it's a manifestation of the gods."

Chen Yezhou couldn't explain this matter, as he had never seen such a situation in his career.

Lu Nanshen's thoughts were very clear. "This kind of heaven-sacrificing and praying for blessings, after all, is to use the unknown to meet the psychological needs of the audience, so some means must have been used. And this secret is probably only known by Wu Lao, otherwise how could it be passed down from generation to generation. But no matter what, where the goat head blood comes from is not our focus, the purpose of this blood is the key."

Others agree.

Nearly ten minutes later, the sacrifice in the valley was still going on, but the sounds of drums and horns were mixed together, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

The structure of the valley determines the conditions for sound diffusion.

They were very worried. What if this continued and caused an avalanche?
"Look at the goat's head!" Nian Baixiao exclaimed.

The blood from the goat's head had drained away.

The flames of the campfire jumped up, and the entire goat's head was wrapped in fire and soon burned to ashes.

The so-called complete destruction means that it was truly burned to ashes.

It took less than two minutes.

Everyone was shocked again.

It's the size of a goat's head. The skin and flesh are easy to burn, but the bones are difficult to burn. Even if it can be burned, it will not happen in an instant. It will take at least some time.

But the goat heads in front of him were burnt to ashes.

All the gray matter fell down into the brass tureen.

At this moment, Lu Nanshen and the others finally understood why they chose the valley when they came to Beifeng. There was no wind in the valley, making it convenient for the ashes to fall.

They had a hunch that the Tianwen ceremony should be over.

Sure enough, they gradually put out the bonfire, the clan leader carefully put away the brass gui, and Aunt Tian, ​​who had been kneeling on the ground, also stood up. Although she looked weaker, a closer look at her expression showed expectation.

Several people found a convenient hiding place.

In less than 20 minutes, Wu Lao and his group left the valley. The group was divided into two groups. One group was responsible for the drums and music. They went down the mountain first and took away the sacrificial items. The other group was Wu Lao, the clan leader and Auntie Tian.

There were only three of them.

The brass bowl that the patriarch had used to collect the goat's head blood had been carried away by the people who had come down the mountain. There was an extra bag on his body, and the blood had been divided into different packages.

It is currently unknown what the blood is used for, but Lu Nanshen and his team believe that the mystery should be solved tonight.

As expected, the three did not go down the mountain, but continued to move forward along the mountain path, taking one step deep and one step shallow.

Lu Nanshen and his group followed quietly.

We walked all the way into the mountains, and it took about half an hour.

Although the old witch and the clan leader looked old, they were quite agile. However, due to Aunt Tian's health condition, they walked frequently.

It also made it easier for Lu Nanshen and others to track them.

But the old witch was very alert and looked around every few steps. On a snowy day, the silver-white ground could easily expose their whereabouts. Fortunately, the forest was dense, which made it convenient for them to hide, so they could follow smoothly.

Until, several people followed to a cave.