Tomorrow is to attend the sacrifice.
Huo Wei dance afraid of insomnia, the next day no spirit.
This evening, set the alarm clock to six in the morning.
She deeply smelled the fragrance from the snuff bottle and lay down on the bed.
In three seconds, she fell asleep.
In the morning, she was woken up by the alarm clock and was full of sleep. She chose a long time ago white dress.
This skirt was bought by her father on her sixteenth birthday.
It's beautiful. The skirt is in the shape of lotus.
She thought her parents were dead and hated white.
She lost the white dress and skirt of her family, but left this skirt.
Because dad bought it for her.
Huo Wei dances, brushes her teeth, washes, and goes to the old house of Huo family.
Far away, she heard the decadent chanting of Buddhism.
Taoists are already doing things.
Huo Weiwu gets out of the car and rushes into the ancestral hall.
When she saw the last row of father's Lingpai, her eyes were red and she could not restrain her excitement. She knelt on the mat and kowtowed.
One, two, three Eighteen.
Tears are flowing.
After her father died, she never kowtowed in front of her father's Lingpai. Even if she came into the ancestral hall, it was a luxury.
So, she wants to knock back what she owes in recent years.
She knew in her heart that this man, although not her own father, gave her everything, let her really feel the great and deep love of her father.
"Dad, Wei dance is back." Huo Wei dance choked.
"Pretend." Huo Chun despised the way.
Hovie heard it, but she ignored it.
She knows. Dad knows what she wants.
The Taoist priest handed Huo Wei three sticks of incense. "First incense, and then follow me. We're going to the place near heaven for a big ceremony."
Huo Wei dance does not understand these rituals, but she has a devout heart, took the incense, inserted in the incense altar.
She banged her head again six times.
The Taoist said something in his mouth, and a man sent out three incense sticks and walked outside.
Huo Wei dance to follow.
The following are Huo Ganglie, Huo Yang, Qin miaoni and Huo Chun.
The Taoist priest went out of the door and cried, "bow down."
Huo Wei dances on her knees and kowtows.
"Is there any mistake? Is kneeling dirty?" Huo Chun complained.
"Don't talk." Qin miaoni stopped.
Huo Chun has a sinister look at Huo Wei dance, and the corner of his mouth rises up.
The Taoist chanted in his mouth.
The little Taoist reminded them, "put the incense in the flower bed."
Huo Wei got up and put the fragrance on the flower bed and watched the smoke rise slowly.
The Taoist got on a van.
The Taoist priest carried the magic tools, paper money and Scriptures into the van.
Howie follows them to the car.
After driving for a few hours, we arrived at the seaside town. After a simple vegetarian meal, we drove to the seaside.
They got on a ready cruise ship.
After a few more hours, the cruise ship arrived at a small island.
The Taoist priest set up a platform and started to do things. After burning paper money, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.
"From now on, we need to keep a vigil until twelve o'clock. Who of you will keep it?" Asked the Taoist.
"I'll keep it." Huo Wei danced.
She knew that no one but her would be sincere.
The little Taoist laid a mat in front of the platform for doing things.
"Facing south, don't leave before 12 a.m., can you do that?" The Taoist asked solemnly.
Huo Wei dance nods, "can do."
Huo Chun's eyes flashed insidious, and Qin miaoni looked at each other, successfully showing a smile.
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