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Volume 1 Spring Garden Chapter 842 I will definitely pull you down from the altar!

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    June six.  ¡¾.This is a traditional and ancient custom of Miao Xinjiang. It is a grand gathering for Miao Xinjiang people to commemorate their six male and female ancestors.  While remembering, offering sacrifices, and reminiscing, I also hope that I can also have six boys and six girls. The unprecedented scene of tens of thousands of people has given single men and women the freedom to combine with the tacit approval of their parents!  It is also to prepare for the birth of six boys and six girls at the June 6th event next year!  On this day, instead of worshiping and singing ancestors, it is better to pray for blessings and have a blind date!  In other words, it is the real-life version of ¡®If You Are the One¡¯ plus ¡®Let¡¯s go on a date¡¯.  .

    On this day, everyone, whether they are married, single or over 60 years old, will dress up and freshen up!  Have the best mental outlook to welcome the arrival of this day!  The Miao people who are good at singing and dancing often use love songs and campfire dances to find their favorite partners. In other words, people like Xiao Sheng, who is tone-deaf and can raise his voice like a donkey, can only dance like a penguin.  A man, if he does not depend on his family, is destined to be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

    Of course, the biggest attraction and expectation for June 6th this year is that it is held every five years. In fact, it is basically a 'bridal recruitment' held every ten years.  Warriors from each tribe, as long as they meet the age limit, will first participate in the tribe's selection, and finally enter the day of marriage recruitment. The so-called marriage recruitment is actually the transfer of rights.

    There were very few outsiders like Xiao Sheng who entered the finals directly with a wild card in previous selections. Most of them had made outstanding contributions to the changes in Miaojiang itself!  This was the case for Xiao Chengshan back then. Xiao Chengshan, who was regarded as the "Barbarian Duke", still has a prestige in the local area that no one else can look down upon. After all, it was he who changed the overall appearance of Xinmiaojiang!  It is precisely for this reason that Xiao Sheng easily entered today's 'election' directly through the 'parliament'.

    As the saying goes, when in town, do as the Romans do!  Early in the morning, Xiao Sheng freshened up and put on the local waiter sent by Du Juan!  Standing in front of the mirror, Xiao Sheng always felt that he looked good in these clothes, but one thing is certain, handsome people look good in anything they wear!  Of course, before going out, he was the only one who praised it like this.

    The silver necklace hanging on the chest dropped to the chest. It is said that it was made by the local blacksmith himself. Every pattern on it was also hand-carved. The silver was not valuable, but this craftsmanship definitely made Xiao Sheng worship it carefully.  A chest piece, I hold it with my hands even when I go out, for fear of being damaged by my own chest.

    At nearly six o'clock, the most prestigious old man in the clan stood on the top of the mountain singing a unique local tune. It was not as sad as ancestor worship in other places. Their songs were full of nostalgia and mixed with  hope for future life.  Although Xiao Sheng and some young men and women did not understand the language, this did not affect the cleansing of their souls by the whole song.  Sad but not depressing, cheerful but not disrespectful.  This kind of song is much more restrained than "Fa Hai, You Don't Understand My Love"!

    Before Xiao Sheng went out, he could smell the aroma of meat. In the ten large pots standing at the entrance of the village, several portions of cattle and sheep were stewed, fried, and roasted. Some were used to worship ancestors, and some were lunches prepared for the warriors participating in the competition.  After all, the first serious competition for marriage will be held in the afternoon.

    Melting into the "vast sea of ??people" and feeling the local people's heartfelt devotion to their ancestors, Xiao Sheng, who followed Shi Shan and others, put away his previous cynicism, but mixed it with a kind of reverence.  Expression, to face this morning's sacrifice.

    If you want others to respect you, you must first learn to respect others and their beliefs!  You may not believe in it, but you must not disrespect it.  .

    The hodgepodge for breakfast is mainly composed of animal offal and local unique weeds!  The steamed buns are filling, which is much more affordable for Xiao Sheng than those exquisite Jiangnan side dishes!  For a foodie like Xiao Sheng, drinking abalone soup in the morning is not the same as eating this. The way of eating it like eating dates in one go also makes him unable to appreciate the taste.

    At a quarter past eight in the morning, the chiefs of each clan who were standing in front of the altar leaned forward and walked towards the entrance of their village, chanted a series of local dialects, and then, amid the pious responses of the crowd, invited people to come out.  The "Great Witch", who has the most lofty position in the local area, and Mandala, as the "Saint", appeared in everyone's field of vision together with Ah Nai.  .

    Red style, black linen as the main color, dozens of gradient colors on the corners of the clothes, a golden crown, gold jewelry hanging on the chest, and cosmetics that are purely natural from the local area and do not add any preservatives.  'The heavy makeup outlined highlights the coquettishness of the mandala.

    Xiao Sheng couldn't help but stare at him, his lips drooling down, recalling the erotic tryst last night and the voluptuous figure hidden under the robe, Xiao Sheng couldn't help but have a 'morning erection'.

    It was also at this time that Xiao Sheng met the great witches of the other three villages whose abilities were almost the same as Ah Nai's.  What Xiao Sheng never expected was that the great witch of Li Village, who relied on self-refinement as the basis for establishing the village, was actually a woman, and she was only in her early forties. SheXiao Sheng was very surprised by his youth.  Compared with the gray hair and shambling steps of other village witches, her presence makes her stand out from the crowd.

    At the same time as the four great wizards appeared, everyone bowed and saluted. After returning the salute, the great wizards standing in the center of the stage faced the altar, closed their eyes tightly, and opened and closed the corners of their mouths not knowing what they were saying. This should be the most important part of the sacrifice.  Bar.  Seeing everyone's hands clasped together without raising their heads, Xiao Sheng, who was kneeling on the ground and risking his life, thought it was Mandala who proposed to him.

    The tedious but not boring etiquette lasted until past eleven o'clock at noon, until an old woman in her nineties came on stage and sang at the top of her voice the unique Miao ancestor worship songs "Song of the Creation of the World" and "Song of the Creation of the World".  After "Ancestral Migration Song", dances with strong Miao characteristics were performed one after another.

    The local people who sang and danced with "dance" as the mainstay and other local musical instruments as assistance, began to yearn for a better future after paying homage to their ancestors. What's interesting is that after the rigorous and cumbersome sacrificial etiquette, the only thing in the audience was  Mandala sat alone on the bamboo chair that symbolized status.  It is said that this is also the most glorious day since she became a 'saint'. After today and tomorrow she has a 'returning home', although her status is still lofty, in the man's family, it is really like 'Marry a chicken, marry a dog, marry a chicken.  Dog', she has to listen to whatever the man says.

    In the crowd, I found Xiao Sheng in his own ethnic costume. Mandala, who originally had a serious face, almost laughed when he saw Xiao Sheng's provocative eyes and the gesture of licking the corner of his mouth with his tongue, biting the corner of his mouth.  She actually felt like she was being pushed to the altar under the worship of tens of thousands of people.

    "Do ittomorrow night, I will definitely pull you down from the altar." Driven by this intention and desire, Xiao Sheng and the other warriors, who hurriedly prepared a sumptuous dinner, ushered in the first step of recruiting a bride.  .  Go up Knife Mountain.  .

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