After wearing the book, I took the silly white sweet script

There is a saying among the priests that the gods exist above the clouds, and no matter how high the people below build the sacrificial platform, the gods may not be able to see clearly, let alone let the gods hear their prayers.

Therefore, before the actual sacrifice begins, performances are performed to attract the attention of the gods in the sky.

Attract the eyeballs first, and then listen carefully.

The people below were bustling with each other, all looking in one direction at the same time.

After a while, there was a way out, and a dozen girls in plain skirts and holding flower baskets walked up to the sacrificial altar with veils.

The music started and the girls began to dance.

"It's so pretty."

"It's a fairy descending to earth!"

"The gods will definitely be attracted!"

Shu Yao grew up in the palace, and in her opinion, although the dances performed by these girls were not as good as the music and dance in the palace, they were still pleasing to the eye.

But this is not the point. The so-called dance is just a way to relieve boredom and provide time for those who preside over the sacrifice to choose the performers.

There is only one Kongming Lantern, but if everyone wants to go up, there is no room for so many people.

While the girls were dancing, the host quickly scanned the crowd with his eyes.

Soon, his eyes fell on two people who were out of place.

He could tell at a glance that the identities of these two little girls were not simple, they must be the daughters of some powerful family.

If they were allowed to go up, they would pick up the Kongming lanterns and pray to the gods, wouldn't it be more sincere?

Mu Huaijin didn't like the host's gaze wandering over Shu Yao, so she turned her body calmly and covered half of Shu Yao's face with her sleeve.

The host noticed her action, and Xin Dao seemed that the relationship between the two was pretty good, maybe they were sister and sister.

It's just that they don't look alike, one looks petite and pleasant, while the other is elegant and refined.

After the song is over, it is time to announce the final candidate who can play to snatch the Kongming Lantern.

The host originally wanted to choose Shu Yao, but seeing Mu Huaijin protecting her so much, he finally changed to Mu Huaijin.

"Princess, I will be back soon."

Shu Yao nodded.

Kind of looking forward to it.

A total of eight people were selected this time. When the sacrificial ceremony began, there were several jugglers "breathing fire" around the sacrificial altar.

The euphemistic name is that the fire is so bright that the gods can see that someone here is calling them.

The Kongming lantern on the top floor is the closest to the sky, and some people are breathing fire.

As soon as the competition started, the flames surrounded the sacrificial altar uninterruptedly, and the crowd cheered and prayed for a prosperous coming year.

Shu Yao's eyes shone with burning fire. She looked at the eight people climbing up on the sacrificial altar, and Mu Huaijin was far ahead.

"Sister Ah Jin, come on!"

Knowing that Mu Huaijin couldn't hear her, she still called out.

The next second, as if Mu Huaijin really heard it, she turned her head and glanced at Shu Yao.

She smiled slightly, and pointed up with her finger, as if to say: "Princess, just watch, I will pick it up for you right away."

Shu Yao smiled back.

The temperature of the fire seems to be transmitted to the heart, warm, but not hot at all.

At the same time, on the second floor of a restaurant not far from the altar, the person who had been paying attention to the movement suddenly frowned.

The person at the top... is Mu Huaijin, and she wants to pick the Kongming lantern.

The corners of Chen Yuansi's mouth curled up.

The crowd obliterated Shu Yao's figure, but Chen Yuansi's first thought was that Mu Huaijin brought the third princess out.

At this time, Mu Huaijin had already climbed half way up, and the more people there were, the more fragile the sacrificial altar was, and it seemed to be crumbling.

Shu Yao's heart tightened, knowing that Mu Huaijin would definitely not fall from the top, but she couldn't help but panic for a moment.

Chen Yuansi waved his hand and whispered something in the ear of the person who approached.

The guard was ordered to leave, while Chen Yuansi continued to look at the person who kept climbing up, the cup in his hand was tightly squeezed, and a crack appeared on it.

When Mu Huaijin climbed to the top, the sacrificial altar was visibly shaking. Many people took a deep breath, but there were also courageous ones who knew that the sacrificial altar had passed the test. Only eight people could not understand it. collapsed.

Shu Yao kept looking at Mu Huaijin, and even forgot to eat the candied haws in her hand.

The next second, she saw another firework blooming in the sky, reflecting the thick clouds.

Very close to her, as if issued from the side.But tonight's fireworks should have all been set off.

Was it added temporarily?

Just when Shu Yao was puzzled, the crowd suddenly let out an exclamation.

This cry made Shu Yao very uneasy.

She looked at Mu Huaijin suddenly.

The people on the sacrificial altar accidentally sprayed fire on the Kongming lantern.

Paper is flammable, as long as it gets a little spark, it will catch fire.

At this time, Mu Huaijin was almost at the top. Seeing the Kongming lamp lit up, she clung to a log, jumped over and landed directly on the top of the sacrificial altar.

Seeing the water used by the mage to practice, she immediately picked it up and poured it on it, but the Kongming lantern was half burned and could not be used.

Even if it's broken, Mu Huaijin thought to herself, she promised the third princess to give it to her.

Mu Huaijin reached out to take it, a gust of wind passed by, and a hot feeling came from behind her. She turned sideways and looked at the mage with a frown.

Glancing at the Kongming lantern in his hand, he looked down again.

It's too high, and you can't see the bottom at all, but that's okay, that way, that little fool won't worry if he's down there.

Standing in the crowd, Shu Yao could only see the occasional flames above, but it was unclear what the people above were doing.

In the next second, the flames shot up into the sky.

"Look! The mage is starting to practice!"

"Hurry up and pray, let the gods hear our wishes!" People around clasped their hands together and closed their eyes to pray.

The originally noisy God Sacrifice Festival suddenly became quiet, only the flames burning in the air were still making sounds one after another.

Shu Yao became more and more uneasy.

If according to what these people said, the sacrifice has already begun, then Mu Huaijin...why hasn't come down yet...

The host frowned imperceptibly when she saw that she did not bow her head to pray together with the others.

It turned out to be an ignorant person.

Shu Yao looked up at the flames above, her mind was not on praying at all, she just hoped that Mu Huaijin would come down quickly.

The altar was still shaking, which made her even more uneasy.

As if...something was about to happen.

Sure enough, after a large sway, the altar did not go back in the opposite direction, but collapsed straight to one side.

Shu Yao subconsciously shouted: "Sister Ajin!"

Now the people around heard the movement, opened their eyes, and saw the soaring flames burning on the sacrificial altar, falling from a height like a sky fire.

The crowd fled, Shu Yao went against the crowd to find Mu Huaijin, but was bumped and nearly fell to the ground.

The few people who were still climbing fell from the top of the sacrificial altar as the altar collapsed. They smashed into the crowd and broke their arms or legs.

"Sister Ajin...Sister Ajin!"

The voice was drowned in the shouts of the fleeing crowd, and Shu Yao could hardly hear her own call clearly.

She is terrified now.

The sacrificial altar fell to one side, and there was no other trace except fire on it.

Seeing the ashes scattered in the air with the wind, Shu Yao was at a loss for a moment.

In front of my eyes, there is fire, a hot flame, which is constantly burning.

But the person she wanted never appeared.

Impossible, Shu Yao thought.

Sister Ah Jin won't just die like this, she is a general.

It's the general...it's the sister Ajin who said she would always protect her...

A purple lightning flashed in the sky, breaking through the clouds, as if the gods really heard people's prayers and came to save them from the fire and water.

The flames were gradually extinguished, and only the unpleasant smell of burning wafted in the rain.

There is nothing there.

Only blackened wood.

Shu Yao was knocked to the ground, and the candied haws fell to the side, breaking into several pieces, washed by the rain, and lost its original luster.

At that moment, Shu Yao felt that something disappeared in her heart.

The light in the pupils suddenly dimmed... In the remaining days of this world, without her, everything would be dull.

The torrential rain reminded her of the heavy rain that fell on Yushu's funeral eight years ago.

Every drop of rain that hits the ground seems to be beating the heart.

so painful...

Shu Yao stretched out her hand, not knowing what to grab, but what fell into her hand was ruthless and cold raindrops.

...The God Sacrifice Festival is really the most ridiculous thing in the world.

The pungent burnt smell was diluted by the rain, and another smell gradually became stronger.

It seems to have held an umbrella for the sudden rain.

"Princess, go to shelter from the rain."

...Shu Yao was stunned for a second, then raised her head, and saw Mu Huaijin standing in front of her intact, reaching out her hand.

The sky became bright again.

……

——Why is this person so bad?

——She was worried about her all the time just now... Are you okay, didn't you know you would show up earlier?

——It was so dangerous just now, why did you still laugh in front of me and speak to me with such gentle words.

Princess, go to shelter from the rain.

Shu Yao couldn't hold it back, and suddenly felt an unspeakable emotion that was lost and found again.

She was so frightened that she couldn't walk, Mu Huaijin had no choice but to lean over and carry her on her back.

"Princess cries again, the rain really won't stop." Mu Huaijin said in an almost joking tone, and gave her the Kongming Lantern that was half burned by the fire just now and drenched in the rain.

Shu Yao woke up and still couldn't help but want to cry. When she thought that she really thought Mu Huaijin was almost dead just now, she thumped Mu Huaijin's shoulder a few times.

In fact, she was not serious, Mu Huaijin smiled wryly, "When I was young, the princess and I went to the herbal garden of the palace to collect herbs, but we accidentally fell from a tree and hurt my leg."

"At that moment, I wondered, would the princess carry herself on her back?"

Shu Yao's sobbing sound suddenly disappeared.

At that time, she thought about it...but she couldn't remember it.

"But in the next second, I'll know." Mu Huaijin laughed lowly, as if mocking, "The princess looks so soft, how could she be able to move me?"

"So... I can only stay there obediently and wait until the next day to go to the palace again."

Shu Yao buried her head on Mu Huaijin's shoulder.

"I'm sorry..." Shu Yao blushed and murmured.

I didn't choose to carry you at that time, I'm really sorry.

"Fortunately, the princess didn't recite it." Mu Huaijin didn't care about that matter at all, and said with a smile: "I don't like being touched by others. If you really recited it at that time, I might crush you."

Mu Huaijin snickered where Shu Yao couldn't see.

Fortunately, the little fool didn't carry her on his back.

Otherwise, she may hate this person for the rest of her life because she hates touching.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow night at nine o'clock~