Chapter 1121: Mountain festival dance

The time for offering sacrifices was the next day.
The avatar clearly heard the noisy sounds of the village, among them, the sound of the collision of armor and the movement of horses stamping their feet were very clear.
In addition, the clone also heard the quarrel between Guwata and Acha. The content is not clear, but the clone guess should be related to himself. After all, that Ah Cha is a very kind girl, and it is not impossible to be dissatisfied after knowing her father's decision.
Although there is some feeling of the Virgin, the clone can at least be sure, that girl is really pure and kind, not deliberately tricking.
To some extent, Guwata's behavior is correct and reasonable. Changing to another person to replace the position of the clone will not change the slightest.
After all, the current clone is a vegetative person with mobility and consciousness. It is already very good if people are willing to use medicine to help with treatment. As a substitute for human sacrifice, as long as a normal person can do this multiple-choice question. Kindness also has a bottom line. Although a little dark. However, human kindness is more often just a sympathy born without violating one's own interests. That's why those Virgins who don't have a bottom line to exert kindness are disgusting.
Soon, he heard the sound of the door closing and locking. There is also the sound of wooden doors being knocked. Faintly, the avatar "sees" the top position of the head, a vague human figure knocking on the door.
After a while, the door of his room was opened.
The voices of several people came over.
"That's him. I picked it up in the mountains last week."
"Ha, it turns out that you still have a living dead hidden. It's no wonder that Lord Mountain God will ask you to make sacrifices in the family. Lucky, the sacrifices are the most relaxed of all sacrifices. This is not your family. Come on. , Helper, stand out."
"Wait, he is badly injured and can't leave these medicinal soups."
"Tsk, this is troublesome. I'm sorry, brother, if your barrel is left after the sacrifice, I will bring it back for you. Come, carry it out."
The clone feels a little bit to laugh. There is no doubt that the person who communicated with Guwata should be the one sent by the bandit on the mountain this time. After all, that voice is strange. It is not difficult to draw this conclusion from their exchanges.
At least, it now appears. The relationship between these so-called bandits and the villagers is very good. Feel free to make some small jokes.
The clone did not hear fear or dissatisfaction from Guwata's tone. It is basically certain that these are common things.
The clone can only "see" the surrounding situation vaguely now. Now he was carried out of the room by four tall people.
It is said that it is tall and big, and it is made with barrels as a reference.
He is now lying halfway in the bucket, the height of which is roughly one meter two. For those strong guys, the barrel is just to the waist. Basically all employees are above two meters.
All the way to the special car smoothly. It seems to be a cabin built according to a specific structure. In the huge space, a clone was placed. And next door to him, the almost large space was filled with three cows. It should be the hapless guy.
I have nothing to do, and the noisy sounds around me seem to be the best practice environment. Compared with distinguishing distant sounds in a quiet environment, training to distinguish various sounds in this noisy environment can more effectively improve your perception.
Gradually, sounds like crowing and dog barking disappeared from the clone's ears. The sound of communication between people is transmitted to the ears of the clone.
Excluding the exchange of sacrifices among the villagers, the rest is basically about the sacrifice.
The person who led the team to Guwata's house was also there. It seems to be the person in charge of collecting sacrifices this time.
"Are the offerings ready?"
"There are two more, come right away."
"Hurry up, and it will be time soon. The mountain festival dance can't be delayed."
Hearing the word Mountain Festival Step Dance, the clone seemed to tremble slightly in its soul. The consciousness of the whole person became a little fuzzy. But it only lasted for a short period of time before I became sober.
That feeling was very strange. He knew that no matter what his current state was, it was all related to this mountain festival.
Perhaps, the next thing can make him understand why he became like this.
Soon, the final sacrifices were also available.
The headed person sighed slightly. Then he said loudly: "Everyone is ready. Remember, you can't go wrong with one step. You can't miss one step. Eighteen thousand six hundred and forty-two steps, remember, eighteen thousand. Six hundred and forty-two steps."
The scene became messy. But the riots ended soon.
"Soul~ rise~"
A dry prolonged tone sounded, and then, with a silver bell, the team began to move. The melodious singing sounded in an unfamiliar language.
But even if you don’t understand the language, you can hear the things described in the clear singing.
That is the story of a pair of lovers. From the perspective of a girl, it tells about their encounter, acquaintance, acquaintance, love, and final separation.
The unwilling girl came to the mountain and sacrificed everything she had just to find the young man she was waiting for again.
The sound of the instrument sounded at the right time, and the team began to move slowly. The girl's singing also became low. Tells a story that has happened.
As the singing continued, the clone suddenly found that he could "see" something.
The completely overflowing soul power made him a breakthrough. He now has the ability to perceive the initial stage of the soul.
You can already "see" the blur within 30 meters.
His location is on the periphery of the convoy, and the actions of the bandits following can be clearly seen.
They are slowly advancing one by one with music and singing. Although it is just a simple action. But every time you act, you can accumulate a certain amount of magic.
The free magic power was gathered, and then slowly gathered in their team. This is a magic circle.
With the help of this magic circle, they gathered the free magic power into the convoy where these sacrifices were located. To form something special.
Within the scope of his vision, everyone's movements are consistent. It's like rehearsing countless times. The distance of each step, the amplitude of each arm lift, are exactly the same.
Before adding, what the leader said.
Eighteen thousand six hundred forty-two steps. Mobile magic circles that are so rigorous to this degree are only a few even in Esopama.
Don't forget, this team is just one of the teams. The size of 118 people is no small. Who knows how long such a team will be.
Moreover, he still hasn't understood the true effect of this magic circle.