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Chapter 28 The Oldest Culture in the East
Chapter 28: The oldest culture in the East
Looking at the weird altar that is gradually taking shape in front of me, no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Whether it is the twisted silk and satin, the color of the composition, or the layout of the entire altar, it is different from the scene you imagined.

When the sky turned completely dark, the four rows of candles placed around the altar were lit one after another. The weak firelight gathered together and could barely illuminate the entire altar.

Following Zhao Qi's instructions, the fox came to the center of the altar, knelt down and sat down.

Due to the dim light of the fire, people who don't know why can barely see a figure kneeling in the center of the altar, but they can't see its real face clearly.

Seeing this strange scene, Cai An and others felt chills running down their backs.

Under Zhao Qi's arrangement, the whole atmosphere gradually became bizarre.

On the other hand, the theater troupe has also completed all preparations.

Behind the temporary translucent curtain, the faint light can illuminate figures one after another.

Lake and others stood on the side of the stage, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

With the end of the moon, the temperature in the woods dropped a lot, except for the faint firelight on the stage, the surrounding area was swallowed up by darkness.

All the dressed-up old people have already taken their places, just waiting for the arrival of midnight.

"clang!"

Along with the sound of the big gong, it penetrated half of the forest, startling countless birds in the forest.

Behind all the translucent curtains, those motionless figures finally showed obvious changes.

An old man came out first, wearing strange clothes sewn from a mixture of green cloth, floral cloth, red cloth and other colored cloths.

This robe has large sleeves, and even many parts are drooping on the ground.

There was a token pinned to the old man's waist, on which was engraved the words Taishang Laojun urgently as a law.

This token has always been believed to be able to alarm the gods in the Nuo altar and kill ghosts and plague gods.

The so-called ghost will be beaten with a token for disobedience, so the token also shows that the identity of the old man at this moment is the master of the Nuo altar.

Accompanied by the drum beats of the dark side, the old man twisted his weird dance steps step by step, holding a horsewhip made of bamboo roots and a wooden stick with a special shape in his raised hands.

The riding whip held in the left hand is made of 36 bamboo roots, and the ends of the bamboo roots are tied with red and white cloth strips.

The old man quickly inserted the riding whip into his neck, and the strange tone in his mouth, accompanied by the inexplicable wind, resounded through the entire mountain forest.

"The queen mother carries bamboo, and bamboo shoots grow on Kunlun Mountain. The skin is green and the bamboo is green, and the nine palaces and eight trigrams are in the center.

Li Shan Balang rode by, cut one and dragged it out of the forest.The bamboo root is used to make a whip, and the bamboo head is used to make hexagrams.

Bamboo branches are used to sweep the Nuo hall, and bamboo bodies are used to tie the Nuo altar..."

This weird sound came from the old man's throat like the sound of rotten wooden boards being squeezed.The joints seem to be mobilized by invisible ropes, dancing like a puppet.

Cai An and the others couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

The old man gradually walked into the firelight. Only then did everyone see clearly the mask on the old man's face.

This mask seems to be the image of a ghost king, with wide-open eyes and a dozen or so fangs exposed on the wide open mouth.

The shape of this mask is even more terrifying in such a gloomy environment.

Cai An and others subconsciously took a few steps back, not daring to make a sound.

During this process, the old man kept waving the wooden stick in his hand, which is also called the patriarch stick.

The French skirt he wore was embroidered with images of ferocious monsters, which looked mysterious and majestic.

When the old man came to the open space directly in front of the altar with weird steps, Zhao Qi also slowly lit three sticks of incense and inserted them into the incense burner.

A paper bag next to it contains incense, paper, candles and other negative money, which are used to worship gods and ancestors to send ghosts and gods.

Gradually, more and more old people gathered towards the altar master from different directions. Everyone's movements were distorted and weird, and there were even many movements that made people feel that this was not something that a human body could do. of.

Some of these old men wore black long-sleeved coats, with sleeves that stretched one meter behind their backs.

Some are wearing robes of various colors mixed together, whether it is the movements of the hands or the steps of the feet, compared with others, they are more open and closed.

Whether it's a gong player or a drum player, everyone has a different singing style.

Some tones are melodious and melodious, while others are dull and heavy, full of momentum.

The old man with a pair of hammers, while taking sixteen steps on the Tiangang, chanted a special tone intermittently.

"This hammer is not an extraordinary hammer, the Taishang Laojun gave me the recruiting and leading hammer.

One dozen heaven and earth fall, two dozen suns and moons grow, three hits the Temple of Yama..."

In these lyrics, there is often no rhythm that modern people pursue. Instead, they just express the core idea in the most down-to-earth way.

After seeing the old man with a pair of hammers come out, Zhao Qi also seemed to have received some kind of signal, and immediately picked up the writing brush on the table, and dipped it in the black dog's blood in the bowl.

Then in the strange firelight, Zhao Qi came to the fox demon kneeling in the center of the stage.

The crooning voice was covered by those weird singing voices.

Witchcraft is mysterious because people know so little about it.

The reason why Nuo opera is weird is the same reason.

"call……"

An old man wearing a red mask of the Ghost King picked up a torch and blew it hard, and flames shot up into the sky.

Another old man stepped on the steel knife with his bare feet, as if he couldn't feel anything, he was still changing his strange steps.

Both the music and their movements were getting faster and faster, as if they were about to reach a certain peak in the entire ceremony.

"Boom-boom-boom!"

The rapid drum beat caused everyone present to breathe faster.

Those strange movements began to become dizzying, and in the firelight, these people were a little hard to distinguish reality from reality.

"clang!"

With the sound of crisp gongs and drums, in an instant, the originally hurried music stopped abruptly, and everyone's movements also came to a halt.

In this dense forest, it seems that time has been frozen.

But within a few seconds, the last curtain fell, and then a slim figure in red clothes appeared in front of everyone.

It can be seen from the figure that this is the girl who has been covering her face. Her steps are enchanting, and she has an indescribable sense of charm.

But what really chilled everyone was that the girl was wearing a red dress covered with a white faceless mask!

(End of this chapter)