Comeback of the Abandoned Wife

Wu Ruo, who carried the past in his back, was particularly guilty, thinking that he was really crazy just now, so he thought about using his fingers to poke his face, and did n’t know if he was angry.

He waited for a half-pillar incense, and didn't wait until Hei Xieyu scolded him, secretly relieved, in fact, he was very curious why He Xieyue had fake skin on his face, because he was afraid the enemy would recognize him, I'm afraid that someone will find out his true identity, or because he looks so good, and doesn't like others to stare at him to bring fake leather, there may be other reasons.

Wu Ruo went to sleep before thinking.

As soon as it was early in the morning, Hei Xieyu opened his eyes on time and rose lightly to get dressed.

In the dream, Wu Ruo vaguely felt that the people around him got up, and asked vaguely, "What time is it?"

"Awkward." Hei Xie answered as she dressed.

Wu Ruo paused for a while. After leaving, he got up and asked the corpse to come in and wait for him to wash and change clothes. Then, he went to the front yard hall and asked him to have breakfast.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a Numu wearing a witch-specific gorgeous costume sitting at the dinner table. The clothes had a variety of patterns. He wore a large silver crown with animal pictures on his head, and his neck and wrists were hung. Wearing an exquisite large silver collar and a large silver bracelet, light makeup was painted on her face, and she looked like she was about to attend the grand ceremony.

"Master, what are you going to dress up for?"

Numu laughed: "The day after tomorrow will be the Winter Festival. According to the customs of our witch family, I will also sacrifice like you. In order not to mix with the sacrifice of your Gaoling city, I will complete the sacrifice two days in advance."

Wu Ruo asked, "Where are you going to worship?"

"I have set up an altar in the courtyard before. You can watch my sacrifice later. It is not too early now. Hexin, bring my breakfast cooked this morning."

Numu commanded Heshen.

Heixin left the hall with a strange look. Soon, he came in with the corpse carrying the food container, and then took out the breakfast from the food container and put it on the table.

Wu Ruo looked at all kinds of worms and widened his eyes, "Is this breakfast?"

Hei Xieyu watched the bug's feet twitching in the dish, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Numu explained, "We Witches eat this during the winter festival."

Wu Ruo: "..."

Can he not eat?

Numu seemed to hear his voice and said, "Xiao Ruo, you have bugs in your body, so you should not eat this."

Wu Ruo gloated and laughed: "Is it? It's a pity, shame, you have to eat more for me."

"..." Hei Xuyi didn't see where he felt sorry.

"I see that these bugs are very supplementary. You are too thin. Your waistline is not half that of my waistline and should be supplemented more." Wu Ruo took the spoon and sipped a spoonful of fried The grasshopper was put into the bowl of Hei Xieyu: "Eat slowly, you can use it as a night food if you can't finish it."

Hei Xin silently glanced at Wu Ruo's waistline, and secretly said that if the master's waistline was half your size, it would be better to be thinner.

Hei Xieyu: "..."

Numu nodded: "Don't look at these dishes being difficult to import. In fact, they taste good. Hey kid, you taste it, and you are satisfied with the taste."

Hei Xieyu looked at the moving insects, no matter how good they tasted, but did not stutter, but was looked at by two pairs of anticipating eyes, but it was not good to refute their good intentions, and frowned, "Let's eat after the sacrifice."

Wu Ruopo smiled, picked up the buns sent to the mouth.

Numu also knows that ordinary people can't stand these bug dishes at all, so there is no barely black shame, and after breakfast, he takes his people to the sacrifice.

Ten Nu Wu men dressed similarly to Numu, after Numu ignited the torches around the altar, patted the drums around her waist, while dancing prayers in the snow around the altar, the bells on her body followed They danced, making a clear and pleasant 'bell bell' sound.

Numu stood on the altar and read the congratulations in the language of the Wu tribe with the rhythm of drums, as the ancient gods manifested their spirits, and the scene was very solemn.

Hei Xuan and Wu Ruo stood at the entrance of the hall to watch.

Wu Ruo whispered, "When our Wu family sacrifices, there are obvious spirits of God, and we don't know what the Witch sacrifices will be."

In the last life, although he knew that Numu was a Wu people, he had never seen Numu sacrifices.

Hei Xunyu glanced around: "There will be bugs."

"Ah?" Wu Ruo shuddered, and then saw all kinds of bugs pouring out from all directions, crawling towards the altar, and seeing that his scalp was numb, otherwise his body was too big and too heavy to jump, I really want to crawl on others, avoiding the bugs crawling under my feet.

Outside Heifu, many people screamed, and everyone suddenly felt so scared when they saw so many bugs.

Soon, the Wu family who maintained the security of Gaoling City came to ask about the situation. They learned that someone was sacrificing and saw that Numu had put all the insects in the city into the big pot they brought without interrupting Numu.

The people of Wujia warned before leaving: "The day after tomorrow, our Wujia will also worship, do n’t make any troubles like today."

Wu Ruowen said that he could not help recalling the situation of the Wu family sacrifices of the last life, his eyes moved slightly, and Tara pulled the sleeves of the black shawl and said, "The Wu family will worship at Xiangbo Temple the day after tomorrow. Let ’s go and see how ? "

Hei Xuan looked at the distance and turned to look at Wu Ruo.

Wu Ruo anxiously said, "What on earth?"

The black letter behind coughed gently, reminding kindly: "Madam, Xiangbo Temple is on the highest mountain on the outskirts of Gaoling City."

In truth, Yi Ruo's physical condition could not climb at all. Even if someone carried him, it would be difficult to go up the mountain in this heavy snow.

Wu Ruo naturally understood the meaning of Heisin's words, but he couldn't do it.

He was tangled inside, and said cheekily to Hei Xuyi: "Hei Xuyi, you are so powerful, there must be a way to get me up, right?"

Seeing Wu Ruo so trusting their master, Hei Xin smiled slightly and stopped talking.

Hei Xuyi heard his wife praise him, even if it didn't work: "I'll arrange it."

Wu Ruo smiled happily, turning her eyes to Numu, but she no longer looked at the sacrifice.

He felt that it was really bad for him to rely on the black shamans all the time. He was most afraid that one day the black shamans would treat him like Ruan Ye, and he would restore his spiritual power quickly. Only in this way can he protect himself.

After the Numu sacrifice was finished, they took the bugs they had caught and used them to make pupa.

On the day of the winter festival, before the day was bright, Wu Ruo was dug up from the warm quilt by black shackles, like a bun, and was wrapped in layers of robes on his body, and then put on The thick cloak went to the hall for breakfast, and then followed Hei Xieyu to go out of the city in a carriage.

The carriage left Wuli of Gaolingcheng and stopped suddenly.

Wu Ruo frowned. "Why did you stop?"

Hei Xuan looked at him lazily.

Suddenly, Wu Ruo felt that the carriage was going up, and then the carriage ran again, faster than before, but he didn't hear the sound of the hoof.

Soon, Heigan sitting outside said, "Master, here it is."

Wu Ruo was surprised: "Here? Where is it? At the foot of Xiangbo Temple?"

Hei Gan opened the curtain directly.

Wu Ruo came out of the carriage and saw three large characters on the door of Xiangbo Temple, indicating that he had come to Xiangbo Temple.

He asked curiously, "How did we get up?"

Heigan did not answer him.

Wu Ruo guessed that the ghosts around Hei Xuanyu carried them up the mountain.

The welcome monk at Xiangbo Temple came over: "Welcome the donor to Xiangbo Temple."

Wu Ruo asked, "Is the Wu family here?"

The welcoming monk replied: "The donors of the Wu family have walked halfway up the mountain, and probably need two pillars to reach the top of the mountain."

Wu Ruo was a little bit cold by the cold wind, pulled his robe and said, "Let's go around by ourselves."

"Okay." After the welcome monk left, the people who came to the mountain to see the sacrifice of the Wu family came to the mountain one after another. The Kuanda Temple soon became crowded with people. one day.

The people first put incense in the temple, and then waited outside for the Wu family.

Before long, Wu Bufang led the sons and daughters of Wu family to Xiangbo Temple, and everyone cheered and greeted.

When Wu Ruoqing saw them, he walked over with black shame: "Dad, mother, elder brother, Xiaoxi."

Wu Qianqing asked differently: "Xiao Ruo, why are you and Xun?"

"Xi Yan brought him here without seeing the Wujia sacrifice."

Ushi curiously said, "Second Brother, how did you get up?"

After she arrived, she felt exhausted, and her second brother couldn't climb to the top of the mountain with strength.

Wu Ruo smiled mysteriously: "I will not tell you."

"Second Brother is really bad."

Wu Qianqing glanced at the Wu family walking away, and whispered, "Xiao Ruo, have you found the person who practiced the magic weapon?"

Wu Ruo looked at her eyes and nodded, "I found it."

"Then when are you going to start crafting?"

Wu Ruo narrowed his eyes, "need to wait."

He can't use the materials yet.

"Well, you have something in mind, I'll just ask it later."

Wu Qianqing took the ebony into the temple and stood in line as before.

Wu Ruo was regarded as a married person, and it didn't matter whether he participated or not.

Wujia sacrifice is not like Numu witches need to dance in prayer, but the process is very long.

As a patriarch, Ub Fang first paid homage to the gods in the temple, and stood on the altar to read the long sacrifice. Then he took the children and grandchildren to worship the four deities, and then prayed for blessing.

During this period, everyone could not speak out, including the onlookers, so the atmosphere was very serious and solemn.

Finally, Ubud needs to ask the gods to ask the gods if the situation will be peaceful next year.

This is an important link. Everyone is holding their breath. Ordinary people can't feel the existence of the gods. Even the Ubud who invited the gods can only feel the presence of the gods.

Ub Fang asked God with a respectful look, inserted three incense sticks into the oven, and looked at the three-pillar incense still burning, his serious face finally revealed a smile.

Suddenly, with a pop, all three incense sticks were cut off.

Everyone's face changed greatly.