Chapter 1380

At this time, behind them, a sound of footsteps came from the side. They turned their heads and saw that Ye Feng was surprised.

Ye Feng came out of the compartment with a gold and jade Python belt and walked out slowly. He was dressed in a gorgeous suit, just like a tailor-made one. Originally, people thought Hai Ling's Phoenix crown was extremely beautiful, but standing with Ye Feng was like a little servant girl beside your son.

Although they wear matching wedding clothes, their images are quite different.

Hai Lei looks at it again and again, but he is a little ashamed. He is not as good as Ye Feng. He didn't expect that just lifting his hair would make such a big change.

"All right!" Ye Feng impatiently pulled his sleeve said.

This dress is so gorgeous that even the ordinary cuffs and gold ribbons are mandarin duck sleeves.

Mandarin duck sleeves are the highest level of Suzhou embroidery. They are two different paintings made of the same piece of gold thread and two sides of a piece of brocade. They are really exquisite. Ye Feng only saw them on Lin Yun's dress.

I can't imagine where the clothes come from. It doesn't look like something that can be seen on this island with closed traffic and few people.

"All right!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the clan elder nodded respectfully, and then looked at Hai Lei next to him. At this time, the man didn't seem to have recovered. He was still staring at Ye Feng.

The clan elder couldn't help but push him and looked at his son with fierce eyes.

"Oh After being pushed by the clan leader, Hai Lei regained his mind and nodded to him. Then he cleared his throat and called to the foot of the mountain: "open Sacrifice to Gift...! "

These three words are like echoes. There are shrill voices in every corner. Chaozhou people spread these three words.

Soon the whole island could hear the word "open sacrifice" coming from the horizon.

After thinking about the sound, countless ready Kongming lanterns are slowly released under the whole island. Thousands of Kongming lanterns fly to the distant horizon, just like a galaxy of stars.

Then, the noise came from the foot of the mountain. Campfires were lit everywhere at the foot of the mountain. The crowd sang and laughed around the campfires. Countless children held various kinds of food and barbecued in each campfire.

"The people offering sacrifices to the goddess temple in the sedan chair...!"

Just when Ye Feng wants to ask, the gate of the temple in front of him is slowly pushed open by the family leader. Hailing takes the initiative to grasp Ye Feng's hand, smiles at him, and slowly walks to the house in front of him.

At this time, looking at the sea spirit, Ye Feng faintly felt that her face was like a ripple of water. Under the ripple, she was the woman in red in the water coffin of the ancient tomb.

"Mr. Ye, you..."

Looking at Ye Feng staring at his face in a daze, Hai Ling takes the initiative to call out, this sound directly wakes Ye Feng up, the color of confusion in his eyes disperses, looking at the people in front of him to restore the appearance of Hai Ling.

See the appearance of Hai Ling, Ye Feng nodded and said: "it's OK, let's go!"

The two met and walked into the temple. The appearance of the temple was no different from that of the temple outside, but there was more red and festive atmosphere. It was not so much a temple as a new house.

In addition to the two people dressed like this, it is more like a couple about to enter the bridal chamber.

Surprised to see a girl, Ye Feng seems to think of something, suddenly alert up, vigilant looking around, hands clenched behind, a pair of ready appearance.

"Mr. Ye Feng, what's the matter with you?" Looking at Ye Feng's appearance, Hai Ling asks in surprise.

"What do they mean by sacrifice?"

Looking at the temple door slowly closed, Ye Feng looked around, a serious look, after all, in his understanding of you, with the sacrifice of these two words together is always nothing good, let alone in such a strange place.

"The meaning of sacrifice in our fishing village is to let the two of us come here to take the place of the unmarried goddess Hanyu and make a pilgrimage as a new couple to show relief for her regret."

"What, that's sacrifice, that's going to shangzhuxiang?"

Hearing the girl's words, Ye Feng scratched her head. It seems to be a big misunderstanding. This sacrifice is different from the one she thought.

"What does Mr. Ye Feng think is the sacrifice?" Hai Ling stares at him and asks.

"Nothing!" Ye Feng shook his head and did not speak.

Although Ye Feng didn't speak, the girl's mind was delicate, and she immediately guessed something. She covered her mouth and said with a smile, "what era is Ye Feng now? In normal society, how can the cruel sacrifice of ancient times happen here? You really think too much!

"You said it was in a normal society!" Ye Feng took a look at her and said, "there are still many abnormal people in the world!"

Looking at Ye Feng seems to be angry, the girl playfully spit out her tongue."Well, stop gossiping. You just asked me how to use Manshu Sahua. How do you know about it?"

"It's very simple!"

The girl nodded, then took Ye Feng to a side hall. After pushing the door open, the furnishings in the side hall were no different from the shabby temple at the foot of the mountain. They were also statues dedicated to the girl in the sedan chair and the Chinese zodiac.

"Manshu Sahua is one of the four smallpox. In Buddhism, it symbolizes purity and is the flower of life and death. In Europe, it symbolizes the growth of this evil under the guillotine. It is said that when the other shore flower is pulled out, it will cause the cry of the dead, and everyone who hears it will die."

Hai Ling said while walking to the next compartment, and then pulled up the curtain on the wall. After the curtain rose, a series of ferocious and terrifying paintings appeared on the wall.

The original red candle fluorescent new house is like a hell in an instant.

The paintings on the wall are very vivid. I don't know it's the master's hand. In the ferocious design, it seems that the roar of people inside can be heard.

"This is the picture of hell?"

Ye Feng looked around in surprise. He saw that the painting on the wall was the 18th floor of hell. The fire and all kinds of cruel instruments of torture made people feel like walking in hell. He even heard the wailing.

"Every time I see these things, I always feel like I'm in hell. It's rare for Mr. Ye Feng to be so calm!"

Looking at Ye Feng in surprise, a pair of disapproval of the appearance, the girl gently covered his mouth and laughed.

"I asked about the usage of Manshu Sahua. What do you mean by this?" Ye Feng turned to look at the girl standing in the corner and asked in surprise.

Hailing didn't speak, but pointed to the wall beside him.

Ye Feng looked up and saw that the wall was the beginning of a picture of hell. It was painted with a sedan chair and a dozen attendants with animal heads. The team went along a river to the entrance of the picture of hell. On the small characters beside it, the words "river of forgetting Sichuan" were written.