Chapter 1724

He stood in front. He didn't finish it. Naturally, she couldn't come forward, so Duanmu yawang also slowed down a step.

The man on the stage didn't seem to see anything different. As soon as he knelt down, he shouted, "get up, two kneels!"

Everyone got up again, took another step forward and knelt down again.

Because of the first experience, the little white deer kept up with the rhythm although he was a little anxious this time.

Duanmu yawang did it very smoothly.

The next three kneeling, they also successfully completed.

Three kneeling finished, stopped for a little time, the people on the stage did not continue to shout.

Everyone stopped and waited quietly.

So many people didn't make a sound. It was a little strange.

The little white deer was so forgetful that he quietly whispered to Duanmu yawang: "master, is the next nine knocks one step at a time or three steps at a time?"

"Three steps and one knock."

"Oh."

The little white deer nodded heavily.

At this time, the man on the stage said, "next, it's the first kowtow."

As soon as these words fell, the others walked three steps forward and kowtowed to the ground.

The man in front seemed to have a very big step. He got away from him when he knelt.

Now three steps and one tap, and the distance is opened so that one person can stand in front.

The little white deer was small. He was worried that Duanmu yawang's three steps were not wide enough. He deliberately stepped up his steps and nearly fell. When kowtowing down, Duanmu yawang told him, "take it easy for a while and don't fall."

The little white deer was about to cry. She didn't take enough steps. At the moment, the punishment was not enough, and she had bad luck after the festival.

He faintly regretted: "I knew I would have let you in front."

He doesn't want to hurt Duanmu yawang.

Before Duanmu yawang answered, the people on the stage said again, "get up! Two kowtows!"

Everyone took three steps and knocked again.

The little white deer is almost jumping, but it will be farther and farther away from the people in front, and the Duanmu yawang step behind him is not wide enough.

Three steps, one tap, one tap is five bodies to the ground.

The ground was covered with snow.

After the three-step kowtow ceremony, everyone's clothes outside were wet, and Duanmu yawang felt a lot cold.

After the ceremony, the people on the stage went down. At this time, a man with a incense burner in his hand appeared in front of each team, and the man handed a small red sachet to the person in front of the queue.

The man took it and handed over two small white money bags at the same time.

The man who carried the incense burner took it and threw the small purse into the incense burner.

Duanmuya looked in the incense burner and saw a flash of Mars. The person who carried the incense burner took a few steps down to the next person and handed him a small red incense bag.

The man who took the small sachet will also take two small money bags.

Duanmu yawang thought that everyone should take such a step.

However, after a few more people, the man who carried the incense burner suddenly handed one of them a small white purse. The man stretched out his hand to pick it up and shook. He didn't pick it up for a while.

The little white deer also saw it and whispered to Duanmu yawang: "master, why did someone give a red sachet and someone give a white purse?"

"I don't know."

Duanmu Ya looked at her frown and said, "but I feel that the red sachet is more auspicious."

The small white money bag is similar to two of them. If there is no accident, it contains paper money.

That is, ghost money.

How can it be a good thing to give back ghost coins?

The little white deer thought of his performance just now and was nervous: "master, I didn't do well just now. Will I get a small white purse?"

"Don't worry." Duanmu yawang comforted him: "we are not exiles."

"That's right."

The little white deer was so nervous that he was really comforted. He patted his chest and was really relieved.

Duanmu looked a little like laughing.

Although she was talking to the little white deer, she kept an eye on the situation ahead.

The shaking hand was unwilling to take over the white money bag, and the man carrying the incense burner was not in a hurry, so he kept handing it out.

For a moment, the shaking hand finally took the small purse.

Moreover, after he took the small white money bag, he did not pass the two small white money bags to the person carrying the incense burner like others.

The people of the Titian stove didn't ask for anything, so they went on to the next one.

The line is very long. Duanmu yawang feels that there are at least 20 people in front of him.

She stared carefully at the situation ahead and found that only one person in her team got a small white purse.

At this time, the man with the incense burner came to the man in front of the little white deer.

Next is the little white deer.

The little white deer trembled: "finished, master, I'm nervous again."

"You have more courage." Duanmu yawang was not angry. "You call yourself a little master every day. That's the courage?"

The little white deer took a deep breath and tried to stabilize himself.

At this time, the man with the censer came to the little white deer and stretched out his hand. It was a red sachet.

"Hoo!"

Totally unexpected!

The little white deer breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and said thank you. Then he hurriedly took out a small white purse from his arms and handed it to the man who carried the incense burner.

The man carrying the incense burner took the small white money bag, threw it into the incense burner and burned it. He went to Duanmu yawang and stretched out his hand.

A small white purse.

The little white deer was watching all the time. At a glance, he was completely stunned!

Why is he hong'er's sachet and his master's white purse!

Duanmu yawang was calm and had no accident. He stretched out his hand to take the white money bag.

She thought it was done.

However, the man with the incense burner still held out his hand before he left.

Duanmu Ya looks at her frown and doesn't understand.

After a moment, he hesitated and handed out two small white money bags in his arms.

The man with the incense burner took over and went away with the incense burner after burning.

Someone in front of the team has a movement sound. It looks like they can move and talk.

The little white deer Fang ruoxing and ye nongying hurriedly came over. They all paid attention to Duanmu Ya and looked here, "how did you get a white money bag?"

"I don't know."

Duanmu yawang was helpless: "it's estimated that I didn't pay enough attention in the process of worship just now. I was punished."

With tears in his eyes, the little white deer choked in his voice: "I hurt the Lord... Sister."

"What are you thinking?"

Duanmu yawang was very angry. He reached out and rubbed the back of his neck. "Things shouldn't be as serious as we think."

"Yes, although the exile Festival is punishment, it doesn't seem to say how to punish it." night Nong Ying said: "I think yawang's luck has always been very good, and it must have no impact."

"Yes!"

Fang ruoxing nodded heavily, "yawang is a good man and will not be punished."

Duanmu yawang didn't feel much in his heart. Seeing that they were comforting himself, he was still worried, so he changed the topic: "by the way, is it really a sachet in your red sachet?"

Fang ruoxing shook his head: "I don't know. Can you open it?"

"The ceremony is over, it should be OK." night shadow is informal. When he said it, he took out the sachet and opened it.

As soon as it was opened, a smell of sandalwood floated out. It smells good and makes people calm.

Night Nong Ying asked Duanmu yawang, "in other words, is there paper money in your small white purse?"

Duanmu yawang felt that she had taken the small white money bag anyway. Since she had taken it, whether it was good or bad, it was all her stuff. Since she accepted it, it wouldn't hurt to open it and have a look.

So she opened it.

He put his finger in and took out three pieces of paper folded into four corners.

"It should be written inside." night nongying saw the handwriting through the back of the paper, "shouldn't there be any instructions on it?"

Duanmu yawang felt magical and opened one of them.

There is a line on it:

Punishment 2: attend the memorial ceremony.

"This is the second punishment?" night Nong Ying looked at it and looked at Duanmu ya: "three pieces of paper, shouldn't they be three punishments? Open it quickly."

Duanmu yawang opened another one, on which a line of words was also written.

Punishment one, you are a Sanskrit, Sanskrit transcendence.

"What does that mean?"

This Duanmu yawang and night shadow didn't understand for a while.

Fang ruoxing pondered for a moment and put forward his own idea: "should miss Duanmu be like the people on the stage just now, playing Sanskrit on the stage?"