King of Assassins Chapter 679: Block
Bai Cang River, Biyue Bay.
The reason why it is called Biyuewan is because the Baicang River is turning a big bend, and the river water hits a piece of fertile land at the turn.
This piece of land looks like a crescent moon. It was originally covered with green wormwood, and it looks green from a distance. This is called Biyuewan.
As more and more silt hits, the Biyue Bay is getting bigger and bigger. The land here is fertile and attracts a large number of people.
In less than two hundred years, more than 100,000 people have gathered in Biyuewan to form Biyue Township.
This is a very elegant name, but it is actually a farmer who cultivates food.
However, living by the Baicang River must enshrine the King of Golden Scales.
Each year on March 3, the birthday of the Golden Rin King, five pairs of virgins are also presented.
At the beginning, the farmers of Biyuewan were not willing. It was flooded that year, and not only did the crops fail to harvest, but hundreds of people were drowned. Because of the lack of food harvest, more than 1,000 people starved to death that year.
After this lesson, the peasants in Biyuewan have also learned to be smart. They worshipped on time on the 15th day of every month, and prepared five pairs of boys and girls early on their birthdays.
Not only Biyuewan, but the large rural market towns on both sides of the Baicang River must offer sacrifices to King Jinlin.
There are witches in every rural market town, who can communicate with the King of the Golden Scales and convey his will.
This kind of witch has a very high status among the people, and no one dares to provoke it.
King Jinlin has a huge influence on both sides of the Baicang River, and this influence even far exceeds that of the government.
No one here dares to speak ill of King Golden Scale, and no one dares to disobey his orders.
For hundreds of years, it has become a tradition to worship the King of Golden Scales. On the third day of the third lunar month, a lively sacrificial ceremony is even held.
Beating gongs and drums, looking for troupes to perform, and people setting up stalls to sell various small items, snacks, etc., it is a bit more lively than the Chinese New Year.
As for the sacrifice of ten virgins, no one cared except their families.
On the third day of March this year, Biyuewan also held the birthday celebration of the King of Golden Scales as in previous years.
A large shed was built near the riverside, and in the shed was the statue of the King of the Golden Scales.
The frame of the statue is made of bamboo and covered with colored paper and gold foil, which looks golden and majestic.
There is a long wooden offering table in front of the statue. Because it has been used for many years, the offerings are all black marks burned by incense ashes and charcoal fire.
The pottery incense burner is cluttered with all kinds of incense sticks, and there are also offerings such as pig's head, cow's head, sheep's head, various cakes and preserves.
Tens of thousands of people knelt in front of the statue, kowtowing and chanting prayers under the command of the witch.
It is impossible for so many people to be neat, and the scene looks messy, that is, a small group of people in front can barely keep up with the witch's command.
On the confession side, ten boys and girls were placed in closed bamboo cages.
These children are only five or six years old, and most of them are not very sensible. It's just that there are so many people in front of them, beating gongs and drums into a mess again. Are there any familiar relatives beside them, all of them are frightened and pale, and many children are crying.
Apart from the silent tears of the children and relatives hiding aside, at this time, no one cared about the lives of a few children.
"Complete the ceremony."
The witch shrieked and howled, and the squires in front also stood up, and a group of people showed a relaxed look on their faces.
Kneeling and kowtowing and reciting prayers, everyone did not dare to be too slack, and they all tried to be as serious as possible. For the pampered squire old man, he knelt down under the sun for a long time, sweating all over his body.
The people behind also stood up, and a group of people looked at the front. Although most people can also see the statue, the rest can only see the back of other people's heads.
The witch in five-color clothes is very excited, and this day of the year is when she is most exposed.
Everyone is to kneel at her feet and listen to her commands. There was a smug smile on her skinny, dry face, and the old eyes that were almost covered by the drooping eyelids shone brightly.
The witch pretended to chant a lot of incantations that no one could understand, but she actually made it up herself.
Only if the King of Golden Scales is particularly dissatisfied or particularly satisfied, will he take the initiative to contact her. There is no way for a witch to contact the King of Golden Scales. However, that didn't stop her from being pretentious.
Several squires are not stupid, and they all saw that the witch was pretending to be a ghost. The problem is that this old woman can really contact the King of Golden Scales, and she is free to pretend.
The witch danced around in front of the incense table for a while, satisfying her strong desire to express herself.
She looked up at the sun in the sky, it was close to noon, and then she gave the order: "The time has come to offer sacrifices to the King of Golden Scales."
A few strong men came over next to them, carrying offerings such as pig heads and cattle heads and poured them into the river.
Following, the strong men came to a few boys and girls. They grabbed the bamboo cage and prepared to throw it into the river. When the people in the audience saw this scene, they exclaimed.
In fact, they can see this scene every year. This call is not so much shock as it is excitement.
In their simple idea, sacrificing a few children in exchange for a year of good weather is a good deal.
So, most people regard this as a good thing, a lively and interesting thing.
Just when the big men were about to throw the child, a clear light fell from the sky, and Gao Xuan came out of the clear light.
He said to several big men: "Stop."
Several big men glanced at Gao Xuan with a bit of awe in their eyes. Falling from the sky, is it a fairy?
Mainly, Gao Xuan is handsome and unassuming, with an unparalleled bearing. The dark yellow fine linen robe is elegant, no matter how you look at it, it has the demeanor of a celestial being.
The witch was also startled, and out of nowhere appeared a nosy guy. It looks bad again.
The witch dared to ask: "Who are you?"
"Wuyuan Kingdom Celestial Master Gao Xuan." Gao Xuan's voice was low and clear, but it spread all over the place.
Thousands of thousands of people in the scene roared into chaos, but they all heard Gao Xuan's words clearly.
Everyone was still discussing Gao Xuan's identity, but no one said a word at this time.
Although these people are low-level farmers, illiterate and illiterate, they do not lack the wisdom of survival. Just looking at Gao Xuan's hand, he knew that the other party was powerful, how could they dare to be presumptuous.
As for what the Celestial Master does, they don't actually understand.
Thousands of people didn't speak, and the scene fell silent. The gongs and drums beside him did not dare to move.
Witches don't actually know what a celestial master does. However, the birthday celebration of the King of the Golden Scales cannot be spoiled.
She said with a displeased face: "No matter who you are, you can't destroy the celebration. This is related to the life and death of more than 100,000 people in our Biyuewan Bay."
She also said to the many squires in front of her: "You are still watching, hurry up and speak. The King of Golden Scales is angry, and we all have to die."
Many squires always face embarrassment. There may be a few of these people who can read and read and have some knowledge. At least know what the Master does.
It's just that I can't stop at this time.
A group of people winked at each other. Cai Changshui, the leader, had to stand up. He was the head of the Cai family and the boss of the Biyuewan squire.
Because the Cai family has the largest number of people, there are more than 10,000 people. The most powerful. So he was the boss of the country squire.
Cai Changshui bowed deeply to Gao Xuan: "Tianshi, celebration is our tradition. Please leave it alone."
Someone took the lead, and others hurriedly joined in, "Yeah, Master Tianshi, we can't do anything either."
"It's all for the people of Biyuewan..."
"We can't live without this."
Everyone you say one sentence to me, the more you speak, the louder you are, the more imposing you are.
Gao Xuan wanted to sigh, when sacrifices became a tradition, everything became a matter of course.
He pointed to the crying boys and girls in the bamboo cage: "Exchange these children's lives for your safety?"
Cai Changshui was a little embarrassed, although he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. But being pointed out by the Celestial Master was still a little embarrassing after all.
He thought about it and explained: "Tianshi, we are also helpless."
Gao Xuan asked: "I'm helpless, why don't your children come up with sacrifices?"
Cai Changshui's face suddenly turned ugly. He almost scolded him, but he still suppressed his anger and said, "Which child is sacrificed is decided by lottery. There is no favoritism."
Gao Xuan sneered, this kind of trick is to deceive the ignorant villagers. Also, there is no need to argue about it.
He said: "Regardless of your traditions, from today onwards, you can no longer worship the King of the Golden Scales in any way."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone's face changed greatly. Cai Changshui knelt down first, he wanted to cry but couldn't cry for a while, so he could only howl: "Tianshi, absolutely, absolutely..."
Seeing this, everyone knelt down and surrounded Gao Xuan, crying and screaming together.
The witch even pointed at Gao Xuan and shouted: "Dare to be the enemy of King Golden Scale, your time of death is coming..."
The witch said something cruel, she didn't have the courage to fight with Gao Xuan. She turned her eyes to see the following group of people coming up with ideas.
She shouted loudly: "This person wants to stop us from offering sacrifices to King Golden Scales, big guy, hurry up..."
This sentence is amazing, and the common people and villagers can't hear it. The celebration they had worked so hard to hold, someone dared to stop them.
Provoked the King of Golden Scales, how can they live.
The witch stirred everyone up with a single word~IndoMTL.com~ A group of people rushed towards Gao Xuan noisily. The scene seemed out of control.
"Determine."
Gao Xuan spit out a magic spell, and everyone was frozen in place.
Tens of thousands of people became frozen statues, and many people lost their balance and collapsed on the spot.
With so many people present, only the witch was not immobilized.
The witch stared dumbly at the tens of thousands of people who were frozen. She was horrified. What kind of magic is this?
Just when the witch didn't know what to do, another rainbow light fell from the sky, and an old Taoist wearing a black and white Taoist robe appeared out of thin air. This old way is the national teacher Tao Jun.
Tao Jun saluted Gao Xuanji: "Tianshi, why are you doing this?"
Gao Xuan said indifferently: "Since I am a Celestial Master, it is my responsibility to slay demons and eliminate demons."
Tao Jun smiled bitterly: "King Jinlin was born in the North Sea Dragon Palace, so he can't be provoked..."