Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 753 This Blood Doesn't Go Bad
There was a monk sitting on both sides of the table.
One by one holding the Buddha prayer beads and chanting the scriptures with eyes closed.
The atmosphere around is more solemn and sacred.
Shang Liang Yue heard the sound of chanting sutras of Buddhist mantras, and suddenly thought of something.
Whether he was time-traveling or wearing a soul, an unreasonable existence like himself should not be able to endure these holy spells.
However, when he heard these holy spells, he felt nothing strange.
Not only was there nothing strange, but he felt extremely calm after listening to these holy spells.
It seems very stable.
As Shang Liang Yue sank into these holy spells, the hands on her waist stiffened.
Especially the knuckles that held her waist.
Inside the cage, Bai Bai did not move anymore, but crouched down inside, very quiet.
However, it still pays attention to the jar.
Especially cold.
There was silence around.
Standing on the stage, Gao Guang looked at the dense crowd below, and said with a solemn expression, "Today is the Dongzhi Festival, I once again pray to the gods, pray to heaven, and pray to the gods to bless my empire, and bless me in Minzhou!"
Gao Guang's voice was calm and strong.
Those words fell into the ears of the people clearly.
People folded their hands one by one, and looked into Gao Guang's eyes solemnly.
It seems that Gao Guang is their savior.
Gao Guang turned around.
Jiu Shan presented the incense, lit it on the candle, and handed it to Gao Guang.
Gao Guang picked up the incense, turned to face the table, raised his hand, and said loudly. "Your Majesty, Gao Guang, I hereby respectfully ask for heaven, and pray that the emperor's heart bless my empire and Minzhou in the future!"
Saying, bending.
Ordinary people follow him.
Every attitude is very respectful and godly.
They have faith in their hearts.
Shang Liang Yue followed those people and bowed.
He did not believe in ghosts and gods, but in such an atmosphere, he was willing to follow the crowd.
Sometimes it is a good thing to have faith.
Gao Guang bowed three times in a row, ninety degrees each, which showed his demeanor.
When Gao Guang put the incense into the incense, the people also stood up straight.
Look Shaoqing.
Jiu Shan brought wine.
Gao Guang picked up the wine and bowed again to the table.
The same goes for people.
This time it was still three bows, and each bow was still ninety degrees.
After three bends, Gao Guang poured wine into the glass in front of him.
Jiu Shan took the empty wine glass.
Gao Guang turned around, faced into the distance, and bowed.
People also turned around, faced into the distance, and bowed.
With almost every bow of Gao Guang, commoners followed.
Very loyal.
After worshiping outside, Gao Guang entered the gate of Donglai Temple.
Jiu Shan and the guards behind followed.
Shang Liang Yue was unaware of the steps of this sacrificial ceremony, although she watched it on television, it was just a picture and she did not take a close look.
In every dynasty it is different.
The same goes for the Dong Qing Continent.
But now, seeing this, Shang Liang Yue probably knew the steps.
The first is to ask God, the second is to worship God, and the third is to thank God.
The first step, asking God is over, and the next step is to worship God.
Now Gao Guang went inside to worship God.
That is, the real sacrifice.
The moment Gao Guang entered, the holy mantra chanted by the monk inside grew louder.
The sound of a wooden fish.
People watch and listen, but they don't speak.
Gao Guang came to the table and clenched his hands together. "I am Gao Guang, Shaoqing from the Taichang Temple of Linguo Empire. I was sent by the emperor to Minzhou this September to deal with the plague.
"Resistance continues in Minzhou to this day, disease outbreaks are rampant, and all manner of evil continues to hurt the people of my empire. Gao Guang pleaded with the heavens, and the gods will bless me in Minzhou, for the coming year to be peaceful and prosperous."
After speaking, he closed his eyes and bowed.
So are his people.
But this time, following Gao Guang's bow, a skinny old monk came out with a jade bowl.
The jade bowl was extremely clear, and vaguely one could see what was inside.
The blood!
Red blood!
As the bowl of blood came out, Shang Liang Yue smelled a sweet fishy smell.
Very strong fishy sweet taste.
Shang Liang Yue narrowed his eyes.
He was far from the blood bowl, so logically, he could not smell it.
Even if you smell it, the smell of his blood must be very faint.
Butno.
He smelled blood as soon as it was removed.
And this taste of blood is very strong.
It's like a very thick, thick and greasy chicken soup.
Such a smell, unless the blood of the whole person was flowing there, was completely abnormal.
Shang Liang Yue's eyes were cold.
He saw the skinny old monk standing in front of Gao Guang holding a jade bowl, then stuffing his hand into the jade bowl, and when he took it out again, his hand was already covered in bright red blood.
Seeing this, Shang Liang Yue probably knew what the old monk was going to do.
Sure enough, the old monk raised his bloody finger and flicked it at Gao Guang.
Soon blood splashed onto Gao Guang.
Gao Guang clenched his hands together, closed his eyes and did not speak.
He stood there, sincerely accepting the blood that fell on himself.
It looks like he's undergoing baptism.
The surrounding area was extremely quiet, everyone saw this scene, and there was nothing strange on their faces.
Obviously, this is a necessary step.
Shang Liang Yue frowned.
This blood is not right, but there is no way to stop it now.
Thinking of this, Shang Liang Yue looked at Di Yu.
He had no idea what the prince planned for today.
The prince did not say anything, and Shang Liang Yue did not ask.
He trusts.
But now, he was a little worried.
However, when Shang Liang Yue saw, there was nothing strange on Di Yu's face, and the forward-looking eyes were calm and unshakable for thousands of years.
Seeing this, Shang Liang Yue felt relieved.
With the prince here, what was he worried about?
Shang Liang Yue smiled and looked forward.
And when Shang Liang Yue looked forward, Di Yu turned to look at him.
Plain eyebrows, clear eyes, how to look good.
The old monk took blood bullets and hit Gao Guang's face, body, back, and hands.
You could say Gao Guang's body was immediately filled with that fishy and sweet taste.
Shang Liang Yue kissed him, and a grin flashed across his eyes.
This abnormal blood must have been done by the Nanjians.
And this old monk from Nanjia?
Shang Liang Yue looked at the old monk.
The old monk had a glistening head, wore a robe that was clearly different from the monks on both sides, and his face was filled with a look across the world.
At first glance, it was the host in the temple.
But …
Shang Liang Yue looked at the old monk's face, too white, too old, even his eyebrows were also white.
Moreover, especially skinny, skinny and skinny.
It looked like a dead man was about to enter the coffin.
There's something wrong with this old monk.
Many of the bowl of blood fell on Gao Guang, and then the old monk put his blood on the table, clenched his hands together, and recited "Amitabha".
Gao Guang bowed to the old monk.
The old monk took out three sticks of incense, lit it on a candle on the table, and handed it to Gao Guang.
Gao Guang picked it up, and bowed to the table as if he was outside.
So are his people.
Shang Liang Yue followed.
Right now, there were many people hiding in the darkness, and Shang Liang Yue had already sensed it.
Therefore, they cannot behave abnormally.
They should be like ordinary people.
Immediately, Gao Guang stuffed the incense into the ashes of the incense.
The old monk bowed and said ...