Rebirth of the silly girl Chengfei

Chapter 133

This sentence was vaguely heard by Xiao Sesu, who didn't feel at ease, and just wanted to comfort Zhao Fangyan casually.

But Zhao Fangyan lowered his head and was looking at the wine bottles he had arranged, when he suddenly bowed to Yu Qingyun and hurried to meet the priests.

Xiao Sesu rushed to nothing, laughed, greeted Yu Qingyun, and went back to Yu Wangyan's side.

Mao Shizheng.

The royal relatives, civil and military officials have all arrived.

The black, red, blue and purple brocade robes and the gorgeous auspicious clothes of the wives are spread out under the altar. The embroidered cranes, running bulls, egrets, fighting fish, etc. on the clothes dazzle people's eyes.

Xiao Sesu and Yu Wangyan, together with Emperor Tianying and the princes, were in the front row. Looking up, they could see under the blue sky. It fluctuates regularly as they move.

As Fengchang, one of the Nine Ministers, announced that the auspicious time had come, Emperor Tianying ordered the sacrificial ceremony to begin, the musicians were in place, Zanli and the baptist were in place, and Zanyin took the chief priest, assistant priest and other officials in place.

"You Si Jin Gu, please act!" Zan Li took a step forward, the female voice was clear and bright, "Welcome God!"

Yuezheng raised the conductor's extravagant flag, and the musicians played a tune to welcome the gods. The clear voice of praise also echoed on the altar, and was reflected round after round by the square palace walls.

"bow!"

Zanyin, the officiant, the deacon, and the officials all bowed together.

"bye!"

"prosper!"

"Goodbye!"

"prosper!"

"Goodbye!"

"prosper!"

The breeze blows, and the wide sleeves flutter.

From a bleak angle, he happened to see Zhao Fangyan closest to her.

Zhao Fangyan's demeanor is very pious, and he is very skilled in the process.The priests stood upright, made their first offerings, went to the baptist, completed the procedures of washing wine bottles, cleaning hands, etc., and walked neatly and solemnly, one by one came to the god's throne and knelt down.

The musicians changed the music to play according to the rehearsal.

Praise and singing: "Read Zhu!"

After reading Zhu Guan, he began to read Zhu Wen, and read aloud: "Dayao Kingdom 340 two years, aged in Yisi—"

Everything came so suddenly, before Zhu Guan could finish reading the first sentence, there was a roar in the distance.

The sound shook the ground under their feet, and it was as thick as thunder, which shocked everyone, and instinctively looked into the distance.

In the northern sky, a flash of silver lightning flashed across, followed by heavy thunder.

a bolt from the blue?

Even Xiao Sesu and Yu Wangyan were stunned for a moment.

Everyone couldn't help shouting, just now there was thunder in broad daylight, and the lightning bolt was seen by everyone.

How can such a thing happen?

There was another thunderclap, and the earth trembled. Many wives were already pale and wanted to run away in fright.The younger Di Ji in the front row even cried out. Yu Po was dressed in a fine attire and stood at the front.

This sacrifice was for the peace between Dayao and the Northern Wei Dynasty, and also to pray for her and her pro-Northern Wei Dynasty.

At this moment, the sky is changing, and there is another bolt from the blue, this, this...

Read Zhuguan was already stunned, Zhu Wen was trembling in his hand.

Zhao Fangyan urged in a low voice: "Read on, this sacrifice must be completed."

"Yes..." Reader Zhu Guan quickly squeezed Zhu Wen again, and continued: "Dayao Kingdom 340 two years old, at the age of—"

A flash of lightning struck quickly.

Almost no one was able to react. They only felt a silver snake passing by in front of them, and then they heard Zhu Guan's voice stop abruptly, and the whole person maintained his posture for a moment before falling down.

dead!
Du Zhuguan was killed by a bolt of lightning!

Everyone saw it with their own eyes, and their hearts trembled in shock.

Du Zhuguan, who was still talking just now, was struck to death by lightning on a sunny day!

Zhu Wen fell from Zhu Guan's hand and fell to the ground, her body fell beside the priest.

The officiant, who was over fifty years old, stared wide-eyed. On the other side, Zhao Fangyan gritted his teeth, quickly picked up Zhu Wen and unfolded it. Controlling his trembling hands and voice, he read aloud for her: "Dayao Kingdom 340 In the second year, the year is Jisi, and the time is Maoshi on the day of Gengwu month and Guiyou day..."

Snapped.

lightning.

I saw a silver light flashing above the altar, hitting Zanyin right on the right.

Zan Yin fell down and hit his head on Zhao Fangyan's skirt.

And Zhao Fangyan was still reading Zhu Wen aloud, but the trembling in her voice revealed that she was trying her best to fight against fear.

"Miss Zhao!" Xiao Sesu couldn't help grabbing her cuffs.

There was still thunder in the distance, she steadied herself in Yu Wangyan's arms, only to see one after another silver lights appearing on the altar for no reason, falling towards the altar with a piercing sound.

A clerk fell.

Another lord.

And then the musicians behind her.

They were struck dead by lightning without even screaming. The copper basins and musical instruments in their hands were scattered all over the ground, and the sound of hitting the ground made everything more chaotic and frightening.

"Help, help!"

Some young priests couldn't hold on any longer and tried to escape tremblingly, but lightning bolts fell around them, frightening them to the ground.

"Stand still!" the priest shouted suddenly.

After Zhao Fangyan finished reading the Zhu Wen, he also saluted the retreating priest: "Xiao Yin, come back! There is no priest who quit during the sacrificial ceremony!"

"Sister Fangyan..." Zan Li met Zhao Fangyan's eyes, which were already filled with a layer of water, but because of this, they appeared even more stubborn.

Zan Li took a deep breath, finally stood still, and continued: "Bye!"

The officiant, Zhao Fangyan and the dedicating officials bowed down.

The lightning had no eyes, it struck all around them.

"prosper!"

They didn't dare to see who fell down again, their bodies were all shaking, but they continued the sacrifice.

"Your Majesty!" Under the altar, Xiao Ke and others shouted repeatedly.

Emperor Tianying's forehead was twitching faintly.Human life is at stake, he should stop this sacrifice, but since the founding of Dayao for more than 300 years, generations of emperors have attached great importance to sacrifice, if they stop in the middle of the sacrifice, it will be disrespectful to the ancestors, and it will lose the country Book.

"Your Majesty, please save Zhiyan!" Empress Zhao knelt down on the ground, and the gorgeous red embroidered gold silk phoenix horse face skirt spread out a circle like blood on the ground.

Yu Qingyun also knelt down and said: "Father, all the priests are young masters and ladies of civil and military officials, and their lives are important."

"Your Majesty, save them!" The parents of the priests, including Prime Minister Zhao Zuo and his wife, all those who were qualified to stand here and watch the ceremony also knelt down at this moment.

The distant thunder sounded again.

On the trembling ground, Xiao Sesu was supported by Yu Wangyan, and looked worriedly at the people who fell on the altar one after another.

The eight masters are all dead.

The copper basin they were carrying rolled over the altar, the water in the basin was scattered, and the basin rolled down the altar, hitting the bleak not far away.

Another priest fell down, and his body was stacked with that of a musician. The musician's harp was still standing, and the phoenix head of the harp was scorched by lightning.

Fear caused the melody of the music to become chaotic, and even Lezheng, who was waving the flag, lost the rhythm. He could only see his colleagues being struck to death by lightning one by one.

What exactly is going on!

Xiao Sesu grabbed Yu Wangyan's hand.

"Such an incredible thing... Uncle Huang! Please save them!"

"Uncle Emperor, nephew, please suspend the sacrifice!" Yu Wangyan's face was cold and his tone was firm.

On the altar, the last baptist also fell.

The voice of praise has been filled with cries: "Official salute!"

Of the eight sub-officials, only four remained.They came forward one by one, offering incense three times and offering wine three times.One person was unfortunately struck by lightning while offering incense and died in front of the memorial tablet.The other pushes his body away and repeats.

If one dies, one will be crowned.

The officiant and Zhao Fangyan watched helplessly as only one of the four remained, and the corpse was lying next to them, while they were still standing there, suppressing their fear.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

Around Emperor Tianying, many people knelt down and begged sadly.

However, many people shouted: "The important affairs of the country are in the army and the sacrifices! Giving up halfway is blaspheming the ancestors and ancestors of the Yu family! No matter how serious the death or injury is, the sacrifice must be completed, so that the spirits of the ancestors and ancestors in the sky can see us. Your determination, protect me Dayao!"

"Hee hee, determination, blessing..." In the chaotic voice, someone seemed to be sneering.

This laughter was not far away from Xiao Sesu, coming from behind her, it hit her ears like ice.

She turned her head suddenly, her gaze passed through the shadows, and fixed on Princess Xunyang.

Even if she was smiling, she was the only one wearing that spotless white soft silk skirt, and the snow-white epiphyllum on the hairpin, like those lives on the altar that would wither at any time.

Princess Xunyang is not a kind person.

Cruel, sinister and vicious.

This was Guo Jiayi's warning, and it was floating in Xiao Sesu's mind at the moment, making her limbs feel cold from the cold.

Perhaps it was this unimaginable lightning that agitated Xiao Sesu's mind. At this moment, she felt that she saw something terrible in Princess Xunyang's sneer.She suddenly thought, could it be that Princess Xunyang is a demon who used her ability to summon wind and rain to punish the gods, killing all the priests and making Dayao so unbearable for the first time?
"Thurse." Yu Wangyan hugged her tightly, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, and don't go to the altar again."

"But, forget the words, I..." Xiao Sesu hesitated, wondering if he should directly tell Princess Xunyang's weird reaction.

On the altar, praises were wailing and singing: "Drink the blessing and receive the blessing!"

The last priest was struck by lightning, and he fell down with his eyes open just like every priest before him.

Among the corpses, the chief priest and Zhao Fangyan walked past, and knelt down again facing the memorial tablet.

"bye!"

Two people worship.

"prosper!"

The two stood up and knelt down.

Surrounded by lightning, I don't know how close it struck, and even sent a smell of burning corpses.

"Goodbye!"

They bow down again.

"prosper!"

But this time, only Zhao Fangyan stood up.

At the moment when the priest bowed down, he was struck by lightning and still kept the posture of bowing down.His sleeves and half of his white hair were lifted by the wind, flying in front of Zhao Fangyan's eyes.His vision was gradually clouded by tears, blurring with the surrounding scenery.

"Master..." Zhao Fangyan seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart cracking.

All dead.

But in the blink of an eye, these people who get along day and night are all sacrificed.

Even the master, the master who taught her and encouraged her to take this path, the master she respects and loves the most...

Just like that, it all ceased to exist!

"Sister Fangyan, sister Fangyan..." Zan Li cried, collapsed on the ground, and said hoarsely: "Sister Fangyan, run away! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

"Xiao Yin!" Zhao Fangyan yelled mournfully, and said earnestly, "Shout flattened!"

"Pingshen... Pingshen..." Zan Li seemed to be repeating the word mechanically, her eyes began to cloud, and her psychological endurance had reached its limit.

"Pingshen!!" She yelled frantically at this moment, and her voice became hoarse at the end.

"Hahaha, Lightning! Dead! All dead! Flat body, flat body!" Zan Li laughed wildly, his eyes were red, he crawled across the altar with teeth and claws, and suddenly rolled down the altar, holding a guard in his arms big laugh.

The compliments are insane.

She was freaked out.

She danced and jumped towards Yu Qingyun who was closest to her.

His Highness the Fifth Highness hurriedly grabbed her with several officials, and on the altar, Zhao Fangyan stood up, swallowing all the tears back to his stomach, looking at the memorial tablet, his eyes burst out with the light of death.

"Send God!"

She sang what should have been sung by the hymn.

"bow!"

"bye!"

She knelt down, and when her knees touched the cold stone bricks, she knew that her legs were so soft.

"prosper!"

She will not run away, even if she is the only one left now, she still has to complete this sacrifice.

"Goodbye!"

This is the hope of each of them, she cannot live up to their efforts, they cannot die in vain!

"Resurrection!"

It's almost over, just a little bit!
"Be flat!"

After she sang these two words, her limp legs forced her to stand up.

Lightning flashes and thunders, hair dances around the face, and the red piping on the black curvy robe is turned up, like manjusawa in the dark night, blooming dazzlingly, heralding the coming of death.

Zhao Fangyan mustered his last strength and shouted to everyone: "The gift is over!"

At the same time, a bolt of lightning struck her.

(End of this chapter)