Chapter 126: A Good Show Sees Demons The
Sunshine Boy glanced at the mother's destiny and light chain high in the sky, and after carefully deducing it, left the destiny mansion.
Sunshine Boy spent two more lives to make two wooden boy substitutes.
One is placed on the person, and the other is given to the reader.
There are only six baits left.
Sunshine Boy wanted to stay at the mourning platform, regained his magic power, took out the armored paper man he had made before, and wrote two words on the armor.
Then, he used the incomplete "life-splitting technique" to refine the iron armor into a life-splitting substitute.
Then, use the blood, hair and a piece of fingernail of the lucky person to make a drop of "life-connecting liquid" and drop it into a spiritual talisman.
After preparing everything, Sunshine Boy left the east courtyard with his listeners and foodies. He looked up and saw that only eight white lanterns on the white building were on.
At the entrance of Wu Niangniang's hall downstairs, a long incense table was spread out.
On top of the incense table, five gold-rimmed tablets with red letters on a black background stand high, a full three feet high.
On them are respectively written the Queen who prays for birth, the Queen who delivers babies, the Queen who ensures life, the Queen who celebrates birthdays and the Queen who lives forever.
In front of the five tablets, there are five incense burners filled with incense. The incense curls up and fills the sky with fragrance.
Between the tablet and the incense burner, five huge blue and white porcelain discs are placed.
The four large round plates at the back contained pig heads, whole chickens, sheep heads and cow heads respectively, while the middle and front plates were empty.
The sunny boy looked at the empty plate in the middle, and his heart trembled for no reason.
The sunshine boy looked at the pig's head plate. The mole in the corner of his eye looked familiar.
The mugwort on the plate is still there.
The sunshine boy stepped forward and took away the wormwood.
The sunshine boy looked out the door. Today, the main sacrifice was to honor the birthday queen. It was in full swing outside, and the Fifth Goddess Festival also entered its climax.
The other five night guards stood under the bloody lantern at the door, looking in.
The sunshine boy looked at the seven people, his eyes sparkling, and he said slowly: "Tomorrow is the last day, and it is also the most critical day. Everyone, be prepared." Everyone nodded lightly
.
The sunshine boy was about to say goodbye when he walked over to Grandma Xiang and Wang Laoshi.
"Tonight is a grand festival to celebrate the birthday of the Queen, and at the end there is a dance show in the village. After watching it, you can go back to your house and sleep." Wang said honestly.
"You can't talk until the dance scene is over." Xiang Mammy smiled and waved, and the girl in a hundred-year-old robe brought eight chairs.
Seven were placed outside the door, and one was placed behind Sunshine Boy.
Everyone looked at each other and sat down with their mouths tightly closed.
Aunt Xiang picked up the sunshine boy and put him on the chair.
The sunshine boy used his magic power to seal his mouth, sat on the chair, and looked forward.
Behind the gate of Wuniangniang Temple, Wang Laoshi and Aunt Xiang, dressed in colorful robes, stood on either side of the sunny boy.
On the gate, four blood-red lanterns hung high, the flames beeping and dripping with blood-colored liquid.
Outside the threshold, seven chairs were lined up, and seven night guards sat on them, looking at the bonfire in front of them.
To the east of the bonfire, a stage was set up.
Under the stage, the villagers were sitting around laughing, and the children were running around.
In the middle of winter... clang clang clang clang...
the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and some villagers dressed in simple clothes walked to the stage and started dancing.
Some were bending down to hoe the ground, some were doing laundry, some were weaving, some were playing, some were killing pigs and cutting meat, and some were collecting herbs...
One person, who didn't know where, sang and said in a dramatic voice: "The sky is clear." Looking at the fields, listening to insect songs in the warm wind, the little life in Fangyuan Village is prosperous and prosperous. Old Mrs. Liu's daughter gave birth to a fat boy, Old Man Wang's warehouse was full of fish and shrimps, and Butcher Zhang finally plucked all the pig hairs... ..."
The audience roared with laughter.
The children giggled along with the adults.
The village actors on the stage performed various skillful movements. Everyone seemed to be living their own lives, with smiles on their faces.
After a while, there was chaos on the stage. Some people were quarreling, some were rolling together, some were at a loss, and some were playing around. The people in the audience laughed even more happily.
The night guards watched the village actors above perform hard, listened to the villagers below the stage talking and laughing, and slowly relaxed.
The daily life in the village is slowly shown on the stage.
Farming, weaving, building houses, planting trees...
quarreling, dividing families, fighting for fields...
Finally, they returned to their normal lives, gathering together to chat, eat, and talk about family affairs.
At the most heartwarming moment, lightning and thunder suddenly came from behind the stage.
The actors on the stage looked frightened and hid in various places.
The villagers in the audience stared at the stage with wide eyes.
"Monsters appeared in the sky and the earth, and the white river became turbid. From then on, the small village suffered a lot. Old Mrs. Liu's fat boy was snatched away by demons when he was only three months old. Old man Wang even encountered strange things and was infected by fish and shrimps. Got tuberculosis. That butcher Zhang was infected by pig plague..."
The audience was silent.
On the stage, all the village actors were stooped and dejected.
The hoeing was slow, the weaving was weak, and the play was spinning in circles. Everyone coughed heavily from time to time, holding their chests and wailing. Only one person whispered that it was no big deal... Suddenly, a thunder sounded
.
A humanoid demon with a white high-pointed conical hat on his head and a holy white robe all over his body came from the west side of the stage. This demon had a white hat on his head and a white cloth on his face, only revealing two green eyes.
The villagers trembled when they saw the demon with the pointed hat.
The pig-butcher dropped his knife, collapsed on the ground, and crawled forward on all fours.
The pointed-hatted demon stepped forward, raised the pig-killing limbs high and fell heavily, tilted his head, and closed his eyes.
The pointed-hatted demon stretched out his hand, as if reaching into the belly of the slaughtered pig, grabbed a piece of cloth, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.
The village actors looked frightened and slowly moved away.
The demon with the pointed hat walked over and one villager after another fell to the ground.
Finally, the pointed hat demon walked up to a pregnant woman wearing a phoenix crown and a bright red dress. He reached into the dress with his right hand and grabbed it. He grabbed a stuffed doll of a girl in red with two braids and walked away.
The scene was quiet, and the night guards suddenly discovered that every villager was crying.
Tears as red as blood.
Mr. Wang was crying, Aunt Xiang was crying, and even the children who couldn't understand the play and were still jumping around and playing were also crying.
Suddenly, five people walked onto the stage holding five tablets with no words on them. Several people wearing hundreds of robes followed them, whining and screaming, and their bodies jumped around, as if they were casting a spell.
Slowly, the people on the ground stood up, shedding tears of blood and smiling.
The wordless tablet left across the stage, and the villagers did the same thing as before.
Farming, weaving, building houses... quarreling, competing for land... eating, chatting... The
pregnant woman, who looked like a bride in a phoenix crown and garland, was sitting in the corner, holding a buckwheat skin pillow and shaking it gently.
Black hair hangs down, covering her face.
La la la la...
The drizzle falls and wets the village.
In the rain, the dance show came to an end, the actors stepped off the stage, and the villagers left.
"Everyone, please go back."
Wang Laoshi smiled at Grandma Xiang.
Everyone looked over, their hearts trembling slightly.
Bloody tears slowly flowed from their eyes, and disappeared when they reached their chins.
The other seven people returned to the public house, and the sunshine boy was carried back to the dark room in the west courtyard by Aunt Xiang.
(End of chapter)