Chapter 688: Mount Sacrifice Event
“King Yama will increase his troops?”
As soon as Hu Ma heard what the second master said, she knew in her heart that what he said was wrong.
He had just come back from the underworld and knew that there was no King of Hell in the underworld. Moreover, the current underworld was always in a state of expansion because of the break from reincarnation. Even if there really was a King of Yama, he didn't mind that it was overcrowded. Why is there still a shortage of people?
However, even though he was thinking this, he did not interrupt the second master, he just looked curious.
I want to hear what people like Er Ye, who have been born in the village since childhood, think about this black storm disaster.
"Second Master, I have only seen three black storm disasters in my life. It's really scary!"
Speaking of this, the second master also expressed emotion: "Whenever I hear that a black storm is coming, every household will close their doors, burn incense, and kowtow to their ancestors, hoping that the black storm will not come to their village."
"But if we really catch up, we can't escape. We can only bear it hard. Who can survive will all depend on luck!"
"It is said that only families with good fortune and a prosperous population can survive such a black storm disaster, but whether they can survive it depends on the circumstances."
"The best thing is of course that the black storm is coming, but it doesn't hit our village, so we can just listen to the noise. If it hits our village, if we only blow one or two incense sticks, then the people in the village will A person can bear it even if he exerts his strength and is ruthless.”
"The most terrifying thing is the one that swept up half of Laoyin Mountain in one fell swoop, whining and blowing all night long. There was no way to hide."
"Now that I think about it, it must have happened fifteen years ago. The one our village encountered was the most severe. It was like the black wind disaster in half of Laoyin Mountain, and it all came to our village."
"It also seems that once this black storm blows over, it won't leave."
"It kept whining and blowing, and the cattle and sheep outside kept barking. After barking for a while, there was no movement."
"In fact, there is a custom in the village. When encountering a black wind disaster, you can hide if you can, but if the disaster is too big, you can't hide."
"When the young and the strong get together, they beat the drums and the gongs. The old and the young go to the fire pond to burn incense and ask for the blessings of the ancestors. It is said that if there is a big noise, the disaster can be driven away. But that disaster was so severe that I didn't even dare to go out..."
Having said this, he seemed to feel a little regretful: "I was also at the door at that time. I saw Brother Hu Shan, your father, carrying the drum alone and leaving the village. I wanted to follow him to help, but he also He said I couldn't get along and wouldn't let me go.”
"On that night, drums rang outside the village for half the night."
"In the second half of the night, the sound of the drum disappeared and the sound of the wind subsided. We waited until dawn before we dared to take Tang Hui out to look for him. However, we only found the drum outside the village, but not his people."
"At that time, everyone in the village speculated that he had been torn off by something and eaten. Some even speculated...did he run away?"
As he said this, he looked at Hu Ma with a look of sympathy, and sighed: "But after a few years, no one said anything."
"If he really is not dead, how could he not come back to see my mother or his son for more than ten years?"
It was dark and gloomy, ghosts were crying and gods were howling, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the man carrying the drum alone, and the village in despair...
Hu Ma had no feelings at all for her father, whom she had never met or even heard of in her previous life. But now, after listening to the second master's story, she did feel a complicated and heavy feeling in her heart. I didn't know what to say for a moment.
"In the final analysis, it's because the people in our village are not unified and the incense is not prosperous. Otherwise, who is afraid of him?"
As the second master spoke, he was a little dissatisfied and said: "That's why we have to sacrifice to the mountain. After we sacrifice to the mountain, the villagers from all over the country will take care of each other. If something happens, we will work together. Why are we afraid of the black wind disaster?"
"Um?"
Hearing that the second master was so confident, Hu Ma was a little surprised: "Can this be blocked?"
Ever since I learned about the fate of people in the Hu family, starting with Fukuzawa Qian, I have tried to understand it, and found that there are many sayings about fate, fortune, and luck in this sect, and there are even many methods related to it. This is related.
But after all, the solution has always been vague. Even if I heard that it exists, only a very small number of people understand it, and it is difficult for outsiders to know.
Just like this blessing, only those who belong to the bandit sect understand it and cannot touch it.
But why does the second master seem to understand this kind of thing that even people in the door find extremely difficult?
"Of course it can be blocked."
When the second master heard this, he glared and said: "As long as people are united, nothing can be stopped."
"When the black storm came, there was not enough food in the village, and the people's hearts were scattered. Zhou, Cui, Li, and Zhao all looked after their own affairs. When the black storm came, they all hid and begged their ancestors. Who cares about this?"
"But now we have to sacrifice the mountain, just for this reason."
"This time when we offer sacrifices to the mountain, we don't just burn incense. We just make offerings. We have to invite people to come and watch the ceremony."
"It is said that blessing can ward off disasters, so what is this blessing that cannot be seen or touched?"
"It's a happy event!"
"Just look at your face in such a big event. It's easy for the village to hold a memorial ceremony for the mountain. So many people come to support it, and they have a high status. The neighbors look at you and you look respectable. It seems that your family has a good reputation and a good reputation. Even those who are sick or in trouble will avoid you."
"Besides, this kind of thing is not about taking advantage of others. When everyone adds firewood, the flames will be high. When the time comes, we will be in a good mood and be happy. Those who follow us to burn incense and kowtow will also take advantage of the good news. The more people there are, the more festive it will be!" "Don't worry! No matter what kind of disaster it is, it can be prevented.”
'Good guy...'
Hearing this, Hu Ma's eyes were a little opened. It was a problem that no one in this discipline could explain clearly, but what the second master said was simple.
If it were a blessing, wouldn't everyone grab it?
But of course he would not disappoint the second master, so he smiled and said: "What the second master said makes sense."
"Since it is a mountain sacrifice, of course it should be more lively."
"Our tiger has been craving for it for many years. Now that we are successful, we can respect him."
The second master listened with a strange expression and said: "The words are good, but why don't they sound good to you?"
"Master Mountain God, can you arrange it? I'm not afraid of falling into the mountains in the future."
"But you must take this matter seriously."
"Sacrificing a mountain is a big event, and the people who come to support it are also important. You don't need to worry about people from all over the country. Your second master is here to save my face."
"In addition, I said hello to the blood-feeding thing you mentioned before and took the people from their village with me, so now everyone on the left and right gives me face. The scene is indispensable, but those outside It's up to you to be worthy..."
"...Can you invite a few of the capable people under General Guoliang to support the scene?"
"Don't worry, don't worry."
Seeing that the second master still seemed a little unconvinced, Hu Ma smiled and assured: "We brothers, after spending several years outside, we still have a few friends."
After saying this, the matter was settled. The second master was indescribably happy and felt like he was feeling windy when he walked.
That night, they had another meal and drink as usual, which was the custom for the promising ones when they returned to the village.
When setting up the flowing table, Zhou Liang and Zhao Zhu, who had returned to the village for two days and still insisted on showing off in their armor, still had to push Hu Ma to the old patriarch's side. This was the most honorable among the younger generation. seat.
As for the people in the village, although they couldn't say it openly, they also felt strange in their hearts. Why did the man who became a general let a white man sit on him?
Zhou Liang and Zhao Zhu had already told their families several times, so they took this opportunity to say to the people in the village: "We all learned our skills from Brother Mazi, but Brother Mazi wouldn't let us worship him as our master. , he is only a senior brother, our master is still the second master. "
"But even if we are brothers, there are big ones and small ones. If Brother Mazi doesn't sit on it, then we will have to stand and eat."
Zhao Zhu said: "That's right, when the general who protects food comes, he can only sit under Brother Mazi."
After saying this, the second master's face suddenly became inexplicably brighter, and the people in the village suddenly stood in awe.
But I feel in my heart that the children of the Zhao family are still so dumbfounded, just give up their seats. How come even a **** like the general who protects food dares to arrange things behind his back?
Hu Ma was not polite and sat down. People in the village also discovered that not only Hu Ma sat on the top, but Zhou Datong also sat on the top. Li Wazi also had a promising future. Zhou Datong, Zhou Liang and Zhao Zhu were all in trouble. Start calling him brother?
...Looking quite attentive?
And at this banquet, the second master talked about the mountain sacrifice, and everyone in the village was happy.
The next few days will be the Chinese New Year, and now her mother-in-law is no longer in the village. This means little to Hu Ma, and she is just subject to the arrangements of her elders.
In addition to inviting their ancestors home to celebrate the New Year on New Year's Eve, and sending their ancestors back to Tangzi on New Year's Day, the young people in the village no longer bothered to visit relatives. Instead, the old patriarch wrote the poem himself. There are dozens of posts.
As for inviting the prominent people outside, Hu Ma also thought about it, listed a few names, and asked Xiao Hongtang to send the letter.
Xu Wensheng, the general manager of grain and grass under General Baoliang, Mr. Xu, the bald leader of the general, and several other old acquaintances from the Red Lantern Club, as well as Zhou Liang and Zhao Zhu, who have been with General Baoliang for a while. The good brothers and good friends I have made over the past few days...
...It's just to support the scene and make the second master happy. Is that enough?
In Mingzhou, General Baoliang and several veteran generals of the White Armored Army were discussing how to march into the army after the new year, when they heard a candle on the table shaking and a dark wind blowing in.
Xiao Hongtang walked into the big account under the gaze of the fierce warriors in the room, handed the note to Xu Wensheng, and then handed it to Bald Lao Zhang, Madam Cui and others...
"Hey, Brother Huma, please come over and feel happy..."
All of a sudden, everyone in the tent was stunned. General Guoliang was the first to react and shouted: "Who?"
"Brother Huma, why don't you invite me?"
(End of chapter)
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