The altar is three meters high. She sits in the middle with the tower God in front of her, but she doesn't have half the righteousness.
"How do I feel Is this man so evil? "
In the chaotic and secluded realm, Ding Temple frowns tightly and looks thoughtfully at Ling Luoyu.
"Why is she related to the tower God?" Ling Luoyu thought of the key point: "isn't this tower God the shrine of your Miao family? This fisherman is sitting up What do you mean? "
At this time, the fisherman's hair spread, a red skirt, but also a wisp of small goatee.
How to look, how strange.
Ding Temple shakes his head: "anyway, I don't like this man. His evil nature is too heavy, and his body is not healthy..."
Ling Luoyu's eyes turned to several people on the edge of the altar:
those people stood side by side, standing in line on one side of the altar.
The first one is an old man with dark blue robes and white hair. His eyes are bright and wanton, but he also has a cunning calculation of Yin Jie.
Beside him, according to age, stood five men.
The youngest one, about the same age as them, is estimated to be about 20 years old.
Different from several other people, the young one, with his eyes turning around and his eyes wandering, seems to be totally dismissive of sacrificing to the tower God.
The man beside him poked at him, and then he took back his eyes. He stood up resentfully and looked at the old fish impatiently.
At this time, the old fish, holding a candle in his hand, was dancing a prayer dance.
No, the old man looks shabby and obscene, but when he dances, he has a certain flexibility.
Ling Luoyu thought of what, aiming at Ding Temple: "have you ever seen this dance?"
"No," said Ding temple with the sound, immediately understood as if to meet her eyes: "Ling girl, what do you mean? Isn't it to ask if I can dance like this
"Almost Because I thought it was a sacrificial dance used by the Miao people. "
“…… What kind of sacrificial dance does our Miao family use? " The temple is silent.
"The tower God belongs to your family. He dances like this Naturally, I will think about it, is it from your family? "
"We Miao only have shrines, no tower gods, and we don't know what this thing is about!" The look of Ding temple is wrong.
It's as if they are Miao people, and they are like the magic sticks of the great God.
Ling Luoyu side eyes: "I ask you, is curious about that fishing woman son is what is going on, how she is like a Bodhisattva, run to such a place to sit down?"
“…… Well, I really don't know, but it's probably one of the whole rituals. It shouldn't have any special significance! "
This kind of thing, that is to watch a lively scene, do you really expect those dances to come down and really produce any effect??
Ling Luoyu's eyes are dark and cool: "maybe, it's not as simple as the ceremony!"
"Not a ceremony, what else can it be?" The temple is unknown, so she looks at the fisherman.
"I don't know. I can't tell. It's just a feeling!"
Ling Luoyu is just an intuition!
It is not just a sense of ceremony to sit in such a place.
But she couldn't say what it meant.
"Maybe I really think too much
Outside, the big jump of the old fish is over.
He went to the altar, inserted the burning incense candle into the incense tripod, and then kowtowed three times.
"Libby!"
The old man who presided over the opening of the mountain had a hoarse voice, and dragged the tail forward to hold the old fish.
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