What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 221 Follow-up 4. Bloodline Code Article 22

This day is the 10th day after New Year's Day, the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month.

At night, Xia Yuan fell into a drowsy sleep and was beaten up by Ying Sitong.

"Xia Yuan Xia Yuan."

"Why?" Xia Yuan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

It's not good to marry a blood clan daughter-in-law, the work and rest time is not uniform.

Blood clan spirit must die at night.

Only in extremely rare days, the blood race will be sleepy all day long.

"My back is so sore, please press it for me." Ying Sitong scratched for a long time without scratching, "It's right here in the vest."

After she finished speaking, she was ready to get down.

"Okay."

Xia Yuan didn't move his eyes, turned over and grabbed her with his hands.

After a while, a crisp [啪] sounded in the darkness.

Xia Yuan's hands were swollen from the beating, and he sat up suddenly.

I saw Ying Sitong lying on the bed, looking at him with outrageous anger.

"Is that the back?"

"I'm really sleepy..." Xia Yuan said uncomfortably, "The front and back feel the same, how do I know?"

"It means that you are not paying attention! It means that you are not skilled enough!"

……

Early the next morning, Ying Sitong dragged Xia Yuan up from the bed.

When I opened the curtains, there was not even a shadow of the sun outside.

"What are you doing?" Xia Yuan was in a bad mood, but he didn't dare to make the blood clan angry.

Take a look at the time:
3 points in the early hours.

Mom!
It must be revenge!

definitely is!

Xia Yuan sighed helplessly.

When I turned around, I posted a circle of friends on my mobile phone.

[Have you ever seen Yunze City at 3 o'clock in the morning? 】

Attached is a picture of the dark city, the lights in the distance are dim, and it looks like it just fell into the night.

A bunch of people below praised him.

Duan Qian: Hahaha, I said in Los Angeles that it is still sunny here, why not go out and exercise?

Beibi: Then you are not confinement, otherwise you will know what is the imperial capital at 1 o'clock, the imperial capital at 3 o'clock and the imperial capital at 5 o'clock

Huang Bo: As expected of a time management teacher, you are so hardworking and excellent
Suqin: play less multiplayer sports
……

I'm afraid this isn't a bunch of fake friends?

Xia Yuan sneered twice, you replied so quickly, you still have the nerve to criticize me.

After posting to Moments, he fell asleep.

The vampire slapped him on the back dissatisfied.

"What's the matter, grandma?"

"Today is Blood Race Day, which is a tradition of our blood race. As my only blood race partner, you have to fulfill your obligations."

"What?" Xia Yuan thought he heard it wrong, "What festival are you talking about?"

"Blood Festival."

Ying Sitong stood in front of the bed with her hands on her hips and told him solemnly.

"I really believed in your evil."

Xia Yuan was so shocked that he quickly flipped through the lunar calendar and the 24 solar terms.

"Today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. Even the Laba Festival is still many days away. Did you tell me about the festival?"

Xia Yuan went on Baidu again.

"Blood Festival, there is no such festival at all."

"You are not a blood race, how could you know our festival?" Ying Sitong stared at him, "The blood race festival is written in Article 22 of the blood race rules."

"what?!"

Xia Yuan opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

Bloodline rules still care about this?
Just when Jiang Xiaoling got up to go to the bathroom, Xia Yuan dragged her over.

"what?!"

Jiang Xiaoling frowns, very angry.

"At 3 o'clock in the morning, do you want people to sleep?!"

"Sister, your kidneys are bad, aren't you?"

Xia Yuan complained, and then asked her seriously, "Tell me, what holiday is today?"

Jiang Xiaoling opened his sleepy eyes, scratched his stomach and tilted his head thinking, "Today? The 28th of the twelfth lunar month. Even the Laba Festival is still many days away. What kind of festival can it be?"

Ying Sitong quickly coughed twice and reminded, "Have you forgotten? Today is the blood festival of our blood clan, and it is to commemorate the ancestors of the blood clan."

Jiang Xiaoling nodded quickly, "Yes, the young lady said that today is the Blood Festival, so it is the Blood Festival."

She said yes?
Can you take a stand?

I don't know why, but Xia Yuan has a feeling of being cheated.

"Okay, you say yes."

Xia Yuan thought it was unlucky, who made the blood clan angry last night?
Bloodline Festival requires a lot of preparations.

"First of all, we have to prepare things for the ancestors of the blood race." Ying Sitong said solemnly, "I will give you a list later, and you can go to the street to buy it when the time comes."

Xia Yuan nodded, the general festival is to worship ancestors.

"Then what kind of money paper should we buy?" He turned around and asked Ying Sitong.

The beautiful young woman of the blood race fell into deep thought and did not speak.

Xia Yuan: "Tiandi Bank?"

Small eyes shook his head.

Xia Yuan: "Mingtong Bank?"

Small eyes shook his head.

"Could it be China Merchants Bank?"

Burning real money is a bit scary.

"With such a noble status as our blood clan, we are still beating ordinary people down here. How could we be short of money?" Ying Sitong was very dissatisfied, "You can buy a baby chicken and come back, remember to live."

"what?"

"It's a little cock."

"Oh."

Before going out, he saw the blood race licking his lips.

……

Three people had a whole chicken dinner at noon.

Let the blood out and freeze it first, and use it at night.

There is also a live chicken left for the evening.

Before dinner at night, Ying Sitong prepared the candle brazier and three small bowls.

In front of the altar, there was also a small knife.

Xia Yuan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, Ying Sitong put chicken blood into two of the small bowls, and the last bowl was reserved for Xia Yuan.

"Blood festival requires human blood sacrifice."

"Is this too much?" Xia Yuan frowned, "How can there be such a wicked way, it feels like we are doing some black magic."

"Blood Clan Festival, Article 22 of the Blood Clan Code." Ying Sitong emphasized once with a blank face.

When Xia Yuan looked at Jiang Xiaoling for help, Jiang Xiaoling nodded indifferently.

"Yes, today is the Blood Festival, the young lady is right."

I really believe you ghost oh.

Xia Yuan frowned, and cut open the palm of his hand with a knife.

Forget it, let's take it as compensation for Ying Sitong, the blood race is too scary, say that she is good at everything, but don't get the pros and cons reversed.

Neither does a tablet.

Having done this, the two knelt before the candle.

"Ancestors and ancestors, Sitong and her husband Xia Yuan bow down to you."

Ying Sitong pulled Xia Yuan in a dignified way and smacked his head on the ground three times.

It's really loud.

When I knocked down, I thought it was an earthquake, and the ceiling was covered with dust.

"May I make a wish?"

Ying Sitong laughed.

"Is this also a wish?"

Xia Yuan didn't understand either, but followed Ying Sitong's example and closed his eyes and clasped his hands together to make a wish.

When he opened his eyes, he found that the beautiful young woman of the blood race had made three bowls of tomato juice.

"Is this also part of the Blood Festival?"

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiaoling with a trust level of 0.

Jiang Xiaoling remained expressionless, "Whatever the young lady says is what she wants."

……

Xia Yuan felt sorry for his blood.

I feel that the loss of Bloodline Festival is a bit big.

Fortunately, his recovery ability was good, and the wound was almost completely healed by around 10 pm.

Ying Sitong said, "Blood Family Festival, you need to watch horror movies with the blood family members."

"Isn't this a bit too much?" Xia Yuan was furious, and threw the gauze wrapped around his hand to the ground, "Don't you say that in the bloodline code written 1800 years ago, it predicted that there will be movies in the future, Will there be a horror movie?!"

This is clearly nonsense!
Ying Sitong was extremely calm, just sat on the bed and patted the edge of the bed.

"Blood Festival requires blood couples to kiss each other and ride a roller coaster."

Xia Yuan glanced at it, a little cautiously.

"Well...don't come here."

"Then are you coming or not?"

"Come on, won't I lose money if I don't come?"

……

Today, Xia Yuan's defeat.

……

Addendum, Code of Bloodlines 22:

Festival of Bloodlines:

Hitomi Hitomi.

Choose the day you love as Bloodline Day.

Do what you love this day.

The rules follow from you.

If you love what you love, it is Blood Family Day.

translation:

Choose a day you like as Bloodline Day
do what you love to do this day

You set the rules.

As long as you are happy, then this day is Bloodline Day.

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