Chapter 275

More and more people are pouring out of the city as the time of sacrifice is getting closer.

The appearance and dress of the magicians in different countries are very special. In some countries, their skin is black, similar to a piece of black charcoal. In some countries, their necks are longer than that of ordinary people. In other countries, their nostrils are very big, big enough to fit into a thumb. In addition, there are many monsters walking on the street, and there are also people of the ghost and the demon family flying in the air.

Wu Ruo and his friends are very new to the magicians around them. None of them saw such a person at the same time.

Wu Zhu exclaimed: "it's just a competition of magicians. You can see people from so many countries. It's like walking all over the country."

Wu Qianqing also exclaimed, "yes, it's not bad to come here to have a look, even if it's not a competition."

Black Xuan Yi nodded, "well, it's a rare opportunity."

"Where is the food district?" Eggs are more interested in this.

Wuruo kneaded his little nose funny: "you child."

Black Xuan Yi said: "after going out for ten li, we can go to the place of sacrifice. Then we can go to the tent. On the left side of the sacrifice is the food area, and on the right side is the place of selling goods. After the sacrifice, we can go shopping."

"Go to the food area first," said the egg immediately

"OK." Wu Ruo nodded and agreed. When he got to the place where he sold food, he would buy every kind of food a little faster. Then he went to the place where he sold goods and slowly picked out the things they liked.

After half an hour, they finally came to the place of sacrifice.

At this time, many people have occupied the front of the sacrificial platform, and the people behind can only stand behind to watch. Fortunately, the sacrificial platform is relatively high, and the people standing in the distance can see the people on the platform.

"Tong'er, don't you have the power to see the figures on the stage?" Wu Qianqing asked

They stand some distance from the altar. People without spiritual power can't see the people on the altar at all.

"No way." Guan Tong said with a smile, "you don't have to worry about me. You just come here to have fun. It doesn't matter if you can see the people above."

What else did Wu qianqingyuan want to say, he heard a hoarse voice behind him shouting: "Xiaotong, Xiaoruo."

And when they heard this, they turned their heads, and a woman stood behind them, veiled.

Guan Tong saw the ugly skin falling on the outside of the veil by the light of the fire on his head and said happily: "ghost woman!

Wuruo is curious: "guipo, there are so many people here. How did you find us?"

"Ghost grandma smiled:" before I went to the mission, I once drew the invisible tracer on Xiao Tong

"Is the mission going well? Will you take on the task later? "

"Wait until the end of the competition."

Guan Tong said, "ghost woman, if you are short of money or have any difficulties, please tell us that we can help you. You don't need to take risks to take on tasks."

The ghost woman didn't want to say more about the task. When she answered, she stopped talking.

At this time, the sacrifice began.

A man shaman with colorful cloth strips came to the stage with a staff full of bells. His face was covered with white powder, even his lips and eyebrows were covered with powder. He wore long feathers on his head to make a feather cap, and all his limbs had bell rings. He jumped up on the stage barefooted.

Then, dozens of men and women in the same dress came to the stage with the big flat drum in their hands, beating the big drum and ringing the bell to make a beautiful melody. Shaman said something in his mouth, as if he was chanting a sacrifice.

Most people didn't understand the sacrificial words he read, but they obviously felt that there was a change in their body, light and comfortable, and inexplicably felt that they were in a particularly good mood.

"Look at the sky." Suddenly someone shouted excitedly.

Hearing this, everyone looked up one after another, only to see the white light falling from the sky, falling like snow, first on the ghosts and Demons flying in the air, and other light spots floating on the people standing on the ground.

"It's beautiful." Ushi reached out to catch one of the white spots, but when it fell into her hand, the white spots disappeared.

Looking at the white spots that disappeared on them, Wu Zhu asked curiously, "what is this?"

Guan Tong explained: "it's the white light spot that Shaman condenses the aura in the air and penetrates into the human body, which can increase the aura, but not much. If you don't notice it carefully, you can't feel it at all, so it's just an effect of Shaman praying for blessings."

Egg open mouth to pick up white light, and then, smashed the mouth: "how no taste."

"You really eat everything." Wuruo didn't pat his little butt: "it's not food. What's the taste?"

The egg toots its mouth, and says to the little one in the night spine's bosom, "little can absorb them more and increase your spiritual power."

"Is it good for a small body?" asked Wu Ruo

The egg nodded: "our body is too big. These spiritual powers have no effect on us, but they are very useful for small ones. Maybe we can grow up."

The novel "I also feel the body is very different."

"Really?" Wu Ruo looks at the white light in the sky and is happy and depressed. Most of the white light spots are absorbed by the ghosts and demons in the sky.

Ji Xi hugged him a little: "this seat takes him to the sky to absorb white light."

He flew up to the highest point in the sky with a little receiving white light.

After a cup of tea, the shaman retreated to the stage after reading the sacrifice. Then, a beautiful woman dressed in gorgeous clothes, like a fairy, came down from the air, humming a beautiful tune with spiritual force, and danced with the shaman around her, sometimes twirling like a graceful wicker, sometimes dancing like a colorful butterfly in the air, which made people intoxicated.

"She's such a good dancer." Ushi exclaimed.

Wuruo stares at the female shaman and sees her body's spiritual power swimming through shadow stealing: "I'm more curious about how she flies. Is she a ghost or a demon?"

"They can use the voice to let themselves fly, just like the priests, they can kill people through the voice," Guan explained

Wu Zhu is surprised to see Guan Tong. "Niang, how do you know the shaman master so well?"

Guan Tong said with a smile, "I have practiced in the shamans. I stayed there for about two months before I left. I don't know them very well."

Ruo stared at the woman shaman for a long time.

At the end of the dance, everyone clapped and many people shouted, "look good."

After the white light point disappeared, Jixi flew down to Wuruo with a small hand.

"Small, how do you feel?" asked Wu Ruo

Little smile: "I feel very comfortable."

"Will you grow up?" Wuruo asked carefully

"I don't know"

"it's good to be small." Black Xuan Yi puts Xiaoxiao on his shoulder: "do you want to see the Shaman's parade later?"

"Will their parade increase your psychic power just like before?" Wu asked

"No. Guan Tong answers.

"Then I'll take eggs to buy food. Do you want to come with us or see the goods from other countries?"

"I'll take Xiao Xi to see the goods," said black shading Tang at once

With that, he took Ushi away and disappeared into the crowd in an instant.

Wu Qianqing and Guan Tong also plan to see the goods, and you ye and Wu Ruo choose to buy food for the children.

"And the ghost woman?" Asked Wu.

Since the beginning of the sacrifice, the ghost woman who never made a sound seemed not to hear his question and stared at the sacrificial platform.

Wuruo tried to call her again: "ghost woman?"

Ghost woman still didn't agree.

Wu Ruo followed her eyes to see that the shaman of the sacrificial platform had already stepped down from the platform and stood on the platform half as high as the sacrificial platform. Then, he saw that the former male shaman was talking with a handsome man.

Is the ghost woman looking at the man shaman or the man?

Wu Ruo looks at Hei Xuan Yi and asks in silence, "do you know the man shaman and the man around him?"

Black Xuan Yi shakes her head.

Wuruo asked again, "haven't you met the men shamans?"

Black Xuan Yi shakes her head again.

"Ghost woman?" Guan Tong patted ghost woman's shoulder: "what's the matter with you?"

Ghost woman is like an electric shock. She hurriedly takes back her sight and quickly touches her face. Her eyes are painful.

"Ghost woman?"

The ghost woman slowly returned to her mind and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm ok.

Wuruo frowned: "are you not feeling well? Shall we send someone to take you back to rest? "

"No, I want to hang out here again." Ghost woman and reluctant to look to the altar, saw the man and the shaman together set up a platform, she rushed out in a hurry, but, just ran two steps to stop.

"No, I can't go." She shook her head in terror.

Guan Tong worries and catches up with him: "ghost woman, what's the matter with you?"

Ghost old woman is stupidly looking at Guan Tong, for a long time just returned to God and said: "where are you going now? I'll go with you.

"We young people and children are going to the food area to buy food. My mother and my father are going to the place where they sell goods. Where are you going?" Wu said

"Let me go with Xiao Tong and them."

"Good."

Wuruo and Hei Xuanyi turn around and leave, until they can't see the ghost woman, Wuruo asks Hei Xuanyi, "do you think the man shaman and the man around him will be the city Lord?"

Black Xuan Yi said: "the city Lord is not a shaman, so it is impossible to dress up as a shaman and run to sacrifice. Moreover, the white powder on the face of shaman can tell who he is.

"Yes." Wu Ruo stares at Hei Xuan Yi's face: "if you are standing on the platform in the distance with a face of white powder, I can't recognize that ghost woman is looking at the man beside shaman, but the young man is not the city Lord, or my grandfather?"

Black Xuan Yi hooks her lips: "think of the great spiritual master."

The great spiritual master is more than 400 years old. He is not as young.

Wuruo "..."