1251: C1251 Step over my dead body

C1251 Step over my dead body

It was the first time that the Condor had seen something like the Cremation. Now that the villagers of Death Village were gathered together, and even had such a posture, it was obvious that they were going to roast Ye Qian and the Condor.

Looking at the Cremation rack, the heart of the Condor trembled uncontrollably. At the moment, his mind was not thinking about the surrounding wild boar, but the wild boar that Ye Qian roasted last night.

He chanted in silence, and at the moment, the Condor was thinking: Wild boar, wild boar, looks like you have to return the favor no matter what, yesterday I roasted you happily, but now, it is time for these villagers to roast me. Sigh, this world is unpredictable, this world is unpredictable!

It was obvious that the Condor did not take the Cremation in front of him seriously at the moment. Otherwise, he would not be laughing at himself without restraint.

"Tie those two to the Cremation rack!"

Zhang Laixi bellowed once again.

The villagers of Death Village immediately swarmed over, and quickly tied Ye Qian and Condor to the Cremation rack.

At that moment, the Condor looked at Ye Qian with a stupefied expression, and said: "Marshal Ye, are we still not going to make a move? If we don't do anything, we'll become roasted suckling pigs tonight! "

Ye Qian, on the other hand, giggled, and spoke in complete disregard of Yun Che's words, "It's fine, it's fine, you can rest easy. With me here, nothing unexpected will happen." Pausing for a second, Ye Qian smiled with curiosity: "This is the first time I've seen such a sacrificial activity, let's look again, look again!"

With regards to Ye Qian's statement, the Condor was speechless for a while. One must know that they were already in a life and death situation, and the Condor did not expect that Ye Qian would still be in the mood to joke around.

Just as Ye Qian and the Condor were whispering to each other, Zhang Laixi's face turned dark, he looked up at the dark night sky, at the full moon that hung in the sky, and went silent for a long time.

After a long while, Zhang Laixi took out a yellow paper money like letter out from his body. Ye Qian could clearly see that on the yellow paper, there was an article written with cinnabar pen.

After the contact was made, Zhang Laixi cleared his throat and started to read, "Reporting to the heavens and earth, my Death Village has been in the history of the world for seven hundred years.

Zhang Laixi had a clear response to this report.

Ye Qian could not help but chuckle at the side. This order should be a prayer book praying that the weather was calm and smooth. However, the prayer book was written in an abnormally childish manner, making people unable to restrain their laughter.

Zhang Laixi recited the prayer book with only a few hundred words.

When Zhang Laixi finished reading this prayer book, all the villagers prostrated themselves onto the ground in a pious manner.

Zhang Laixi also kneeled on the ground. With both hands holding the prayer book, he berated: "Bow, bow again, bow three times …"

As Zhang Laixi's voice rang out, hundreds of good men from the village knelt down to pray.

After the ceremony, someone had already respectfully brought the burning copper basin in front of Zhang Laixi. Looking at the fiery red copper basin, Zhang Laixi did not hesitate at all and threw the prayer documents into the copper basin.

Looking at the raging flames in the copper basin, the entire Death Village boiled once again. Everyone shouted out loudly, and the voice resounded through the sky.

On the other side, the Condor was staring at the Death Village with its mouth agape: "This, this is it, this is too hasty!"

"Don't make a sound, keep watching!" Ye Qian laughed.

After waves of cheers and shouts, Zhang Laixi stood in front of the crowd and waved his hand: "Quiet, quiet!"

In an instant, the entire manor plaza became quiet once more.

At the same time, Zhang Laixi's face started to turn helpless, his voice started to become choked with emotions: "Come, bring your offerings!"

With a sacrifice, Zhang Laixi's eyes started to moisten. That painful expression instantly infected the entire Death Village. Everyone looked at Zhang Laixi, some of them even started to cry.

Ye Qian and the Condor did not know what had happened, but why was it so good?

It was at this time that two young and strong villagers started to step forward. In front of them, a red figure illuminated the entire Death Village.

Looking at the girl who was called a sacrifice, the Condor was stunned. After a while, it asked: "It's her?"

This girl, who had an exceptional appearance, was seen by the Condor once, in Zhang Laixi's woodshed. At this moment, the girl's appearance was no different from that of the afternoon. The beautiful crabapple blossoms on her forehead seemed exceptionally dazzling under the flames.2

The girl swept a glance at the villagers below and then took the initiative to stand on top of the Cremation. At this moment, the girl did not seem to struggle much, nor did she feel too sad.

"Ke Xin?"

Looking at the red-clothed female going onto the Cremation's rack, Ye Qian's eyes suddenly shone with anger. It was as if they wanted to burn Zhang Laixi and the bunch of Death Village villagers to ashes.

At this moment, Zhang Laixi did not dare to turn his head. He was afraid that if he did, his pitiful daughter would be unable to resist and stop the most important sacrificial ceremony in the entire village.

His fingers trembling slightly, Zhang Laixi slowly raised his hand. Then, choked with emotions, he cried out: "Light the fire, burn these two foreigners and their offerings!"

Unfortunately, Zhang Laixi's order was rather slow to be carried out by all the villagers of Death Village. Everyone looked at each other, none of them willing to do such a thing.

At this moment, a heart-wrenching cry rang out from below the stage.

"Don't, don't burn my big sister, don't …"

As he spoke, a little boy rushed out of the crowd with all his might.

"Dog, dog, don't go over there! You can't go over there!"

"Don't burn my sister! I don't want my sister to die!"

"Light the fire!" Zhang Laixi's order sounded out once again.

The audience below the stage was in a complete mess. The little boy's wailing voice slowly reached the ears of Ye Qian and the Condor, causing them to be infuriated.

Ye Qian's fingers had already started to make cracking sounds.

However, just as Ye Qian was about to make his move, a person suddenly rushed out from behind the Cremation rack. This person was bare-chested and held a sharp sickle in his hands, and upon coming up, he kicked over and knocked over two young villagers who were standing on the stage with his feet. Then, that person waved his sickle and rushed towards the girl on the stage: "Er Ni’er, Er Ni’er!"

Zhang Laixi also did not expect something like this to happen, and hurriedly turned his head to berate: "Zhang Quandan, what are you doing? Are you crazy? How dare you disrupt the sacrificial ceremony? "

The youth called Zhang Quandan held the sickle horizontally in his hand and sneered: "Yes, I am crazy, but I am not crazy enough to the point where I want to burn my own daughter to death. Zhang Laixi, let me tell you, with me here today, none of you should even think of touching a single hair on Er Ni’er's head.

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