Chapter 48: miracle

　　 Then came the tribute. There were three kinds of tribute: some ears of rice similar to rice, some unknown wild fruits the size of a fist, and the last tribute, but it was a piece of leather sewn by the best craftsman woman in the village.
　　 "Little master, is it really good to use these worthless things as tribute?"
　　 is Zhang Dasheng standing on the edge of the memorial square, looking at this simple tribute, and said with a tangled expression.
　　 "Uncle Zhang, you won't remember your previous set, what is going on the sword, what is going on in the sea of ​​fire, what is it?
Have you ever seen a who likes to kill and die, and those who like those are demons. In front of the gods who don’t like to kill and die, there are knives, fires, and a bunch of livestock. Are you sure you are here? Sacrifice to the gods instead of stimulating them.
　　 It's like when you are eating, a person and fart in front of you, even if you don't kill him, I'm afraid you will pull him out and beat him up! "
　　 Wang Musheng curled his lips and said disdainfully.
　　 "No! But the clan elder said, we are to show our bravery in front of the gods, and offer our best food to the gods."
　　 Zhang Dasheng said uncertainly.
"Is it the only way to show bravery? To show bravery is to hurt yourself? The most delicious food is offered to the gods. People will lack our food, and you are sure that the things we make are good for the gods. eat."
　　 Wang Musheng deliberately showed a kind of expression, looking at the idiot, said.
　　 "Uh, then we will give gods these worthless things."
"These are not worthless things. These are the gains of our hard work. We must know that what we are worshiping now is the of harvest who is in charge of work and harvest. Of course, we must use our hard work to sacrifice to the of harvest. Look at our hard work, understand?"
　　 "Then, when we go to worship the gods, we have to do what we like and use what they like to worship them."
　　 Zhang Dasheng said suddenly.
"Yes, remember that there is no shortage of gods. What people need is our attitude towards them, and we need to do it personally, rather than inaction. When time is back, we must shout a few gods for blessing and offer something inexplicable. Sacrifice will do.
　　 If that's all right, Dao Master and I will use to slay demons everywhere. We have already enjoyed the blessings at home, and everything will be delivered directly by the gods. "
　　 "Haha..."
　　 Hearing what Wang Musheng said, he smiled a little embarrassedly, because he thought of the current situation in Kushui Village, isn't it like Wang Musheng said?
"So in the future, whenever you encounter people and ask you to pay homage to them in a way that hurts yourself or harms others, these guys must not be merciless. They are definitely the incarnation of demons, or the running dogs of demons. Follow these guys, sooner or later. I don’t even have any scum left behind."
　　 Wang Musheng pretended to say with a gloomy expression.
　　 "Gudong, the old man..."
"Don't worry! He's okay. I guess he was just deceived by the lackeys of the demons. You must remember this. I only told you when I looked at you, and I didn't bother to talk about others. You see that your Kushui Village has become the way it is now, isn't it because these guys hurt it?
　　 deliberately distorted the name of the gods, misinterpreted the doctrines, and changed the tribute of the sacrifice at will. This is what we have today. "
　　 Wang Musheng said this for your good expression with a look on my face.
　　 "Well, thanks for the little master's warning, I took it down, and I will see those guys later, I will definitely make them look good."
　　 Zhang Dasheng said gratefully.
　　 "Okay, don't talk about it, it's you guys, please go there?"
　　 After offering the offerings, the next item is sacrificial rites. Among the original sacrificial offerings, here are some Taoist priests and monks chanting scriptures there, or some priests dancing the great gods there.
　　 But here it was Wang Musheng who changed it into a short dance. Faced with the doubts of the old Taoist priests and the clan elders, Wang Musheng's answer was respectively.
　　 "Don't you think this will be very lively?"
　　 These are the original words of Wang Musheng's answer to the old Taoist priest.
　　 and the answer to the clan elder is.
　　 "We are here to show the God of Harvest, our passion for life, enthusiasm for work, and reverence for the God of Harvest, as well as our longing and praying for a better life in the future."
　　 Above the people who participated, according to the clan elder's words, just choose some strong young men. As for women, in his mouth, they are all dirty and cannot appear at the ceremony.
　　 How can this work? What a group of big lords were there to see, so Wang Musheng immediately rejected the clan elder's proposal, and the reason was quite strong.
　　 "There are only men and no women. How can the tribe multiply. There is no limit to the number of people participating in the sacrifice. The more the better, but the male to female ratio must be equal to half."
　　 Then this new sacrifice was decided in this way.
　　 "Sc!"
"Bangbang~EbookFREE.me~ Looking at the dancing men and women not far away, listening to the slightly rough music in the ears, this is comparable to their previous, bloody, serious sacrifice Much lively.
　　 The only pity is that these soundtracks are not exclusive instruments. Because of the limited conditions, they can only be used to score wood and stone. However, they are not as pleasing to the ear.
　　 is not better than the original ecology, but it also has a special flavor.
　　 Except for some specific steps that Wang Musheng looked too to use at all, or had to be eliminated, Wang Musheng made some changes, but Wang Musheng didn't change many other things.
　　 Therefore, the tedious process of this sacrifice did not decrease much. After some tossing, the sacrifice finally ended in the afternoon.
　　 Then it was customary, a big dinner, although the food was not very good, but it was better for everyone to eat together and be full.
　　 Waiting until all this is over, it is already dark. Because of the toss of a day, the villagers of Kushui Village slept very early tonight.
　　 But just after everyone fell asleep, Long Zhange, the old Taoist priest, and the mastiff have just begun their work today.
　　 In a memorial ceremony, I want to change the name of the gods and establish new beliefs. This is simply dreaming.
　　If you want to make everything a foregone conclusion, then you must convince everyone that they are right. That's how things are. But to do this, you still need a little bit of east wind, such as miracles.
　　 "The mastiff has already started, and now we are up to you."
　　The old Taoist priest took the sound transmission talisman that flew in from the crack of the door and said with a smile.