Chapter 881 Great Qin’s first sacrificial dance! The king of Qin sent Qin Chang'an Jun Cheng Jiao to tell the earth dragon clearly!
September 6, the fifteenth year of the Qin Dynasty.
End of Pingdan (5:00)
Nearly 300,000 victims took the Zhengxian altar as the center and eight Shinto lines as the grid, forming square formations according to men, women, old and young. .
Every victim has his hands hanging down, his head slightly lowered, solemn and solemn, and his eyes full of fanaticism.
Nearly 300,000 victims stood quietly under the night without stars or fire, like the ghosts of the dead soldiers hiding under the underworld!
It was not until the first ray of morning sun shone on the altar that the victims finally raised their heads, and then all looked to the west.
“Dang~~~”
The chimes in the rescue camp were rung, making melodious music.
“Woo~~~”
When the sound of the chimes was about to dissipate, ten virgins blew their horns.
“Boom!!!”
When the sound of the horn became increasingly desolate, sixty-six shamans stood around the eleven spiritual drums and chopped down the drumsticks together!
The gate of the camp suddenly opened, and sixty-six flat cars rushed out of the camp gate first, then lined up in two lines along both sides of the main road and drove to the altar while playing Chinese chapters.
Following the musicians, Fengchang's guards poured out of the camp gate and lined up on both sides of the Shinto to protect them.
"Dang~~~"
The chimes sounded again, and the jade chariot (lù) carried by five horses slowly drove out of the camp gate carrying Ying Zheng.
On the left side of the jade carriage, a flat carriage also drawn by five horses carried Ying Chengyu and went out simultaneously with Ying Zheng.
The soldiers of the Chang'an Junfu carried twenty Chang'an red flags used in disaster relief on their shoulders, formed a Daqin official formation, and followed behind Ying Chengyu to protect him.
Further to the rear, the ministers of the Qin Dynasty each rode on chariots and horses, accompanied by regular officials carrying sheep and grain, and came to the scene.
When the twenty red flags were fluttering in the wind, the victims could no longer hold back. They raised their hands in the direction of the red flag and shouted: "Greetings to Lord Chang'an!"
Fortunately, Zheng Miao and other grassroots officials were also mixed in the crowd. In the middle, they shouted at the top of their lungs: "Meet the King!"
When their shouts spread to the distance, the invisible victims lined up at other shrines also hurriedly handed over their hands, even though they didn't know what happened. Shouted: "Greetings to Lord Chang'an! Greetings to the king!"
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth turned up slightly, and he said a little funny: "The voice of the people cheering for the king's brother is more sincere than the voice of cheering for the brother!"
Ying Chengyu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Are you envious?"
"Later, Big Brother will announce another tax reduction order. The people's cheers for Big Brother will definitely be more sincere than the cheers for Brother!"
Ying Zheng smiled and said nothing.
Would anyone be envious?
I am just happy that although Wang Di cannot learn how to govern the people, he has mastered the method of governing the people that belongs to Wang Di alone.
In this way, I will feel more at ease!
Upon seeing this, Ying Chengyu stopped saying anything. He tried his best to make his posture more upright, imitating the appearance of the statue in his memory, and cast loving eyes on the victims along the way.
Ride all the way to the outside of the square, Ying Chengyu slowly stepped off the flat car, and Ying Zheng also slowly stepped off the jade chariot. The two brothers stepped onto the Shinto side by side, and climbed to the altar along the Shinto. .
Standing on the highest point of the altar, stepping on the copper plate engraved with images of the gods under the Earth Dragon, majestic mountains, cordyceps, birds and beasts, Ying Chengyu slowly turned around and spoke in a deep voice: "Play music to invite the gods! ”
The chastity rings the bell.
Every six wizards stand around a six-sided spiritual drum and wave the drumsticks together.
Under the vigorous performance of the six wizards, the spirit drum not only made a deafening roar, but also transmitted most of the vibrations to the ground due to its special structure, causing the earth to tremble slightly, and even raised the sound of the spirit drum that had been sprinkled on it early. Floating soil nearby.
There are sixty-six such spiritual drums!
Looking down from the angle under the altar, you can see the dust jumping and flying to the rhythm of the wizards' drumming, as if the earth has joined in the celebration.
Ying Chengqiao shouted loudly again: "Use dogs to control Gu!"
Eighty large black dogs specially bred for sacrifice were carried outside the square and arranged in various rows. square.
Dazai's subordinate covered the dog's mouth with one hand, and with the other hand, he lightly slashed the black dog's throat with a dagger.
“Woof woof woof!!!”
Severe pain hit, the black dog wailed miserably and struggled hard, but the experienced Dazai subordinates had already controlled the black dog extremely firmly , and also used the strength of the black dog's struggle to spray the black dog's blood more evenly.
Half a quarter of an hour later, everyone participating in the sacrifice breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the black dog blood had completely surrounded the outside of the square.
Because in their opinion, these black dog blood will be able to block all evil ghosts and lewd monsters for this sacrifice!
Ying Cheng's dragon shouted loudly again: "Sacrifice, dance and entertain the gods!"
Sixteen people with a height of more than seven feet four inches (1.7 meters) walked out of the pavilions, platforms and pavilions above the altar, with skin as smooth as gelatin. A young and beautiful witch with bright eyes, white teeth, beautiful appearance.
The smooth, delicate, white and slender feet are not wearing shoes so that the copper plate can be placed in the west. With his long sleeves fluttering, he dances along the lines on the copper plate to the sound of music like a light and cheerful elf. His posture is enchanting and dignified, sacred and unrestrained, full of contrasting temptations!
But Ying Zheng didn't even give the witches any of his peripheral vision, he just looked at Ying Chengyu with a smile.
Ying Chengyu's face turned slightly dark, but he still stepped forward.
The music played by the musicians gradually became different, the rhythm became more and more distinct, and Ying Chengyu also added a dubbing for himself in his mind: [Group 1, stretching! 】
【Get ready! 】
【Start! 】
Ying Chengyu was screaming like a wild groundhog in his heart, but his solemn face was already looking to the left, and at the same time he stretched out his left hand to the left.
After two beats, Ying Chengyu took back his left hand, turned his head to the right with a solemn expression, and at the same time raised his right hand straight to the right.
Then Ying Chengwen's feet were shoulder-width apart, his hands were raised high, and then he touched the back of his head.
Ying Chengqian put aside all distracting thoughts, cherished an unprecedented sense of faith and mission, restrained the shame that was about to overflow, and continued to perform the actions deep in his memory.
Ying Le: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
Da Qin Minister: o(Д)っ!
All victims: Huh? ? ?
Sacrifice is a very common activity in the Qin Dynasty. Not only the imperial court will organize sacrifices, but also local government offices will organize sacrifices. Therefore, all Qin people regardless of their status have seen sacrifices and dances.
But no one in the Qin Dynasty has ever seen such a sacrificial dance!
Not only was it very different from all the ritual dances they had seen before, it even had no sense of beauty at all, as if they were just moving their arms and legs!
“This, this, this, is this really a dance to worship the gods? Why do you feel that this is not a dance at all!”
One of the courtiers murmured the thoughts of many people, but he soon received angry looks from others.
"Are you a master of ghosts and gods or is Lord Chang'an a master of ghosts and gods? Are you a great witch or Lord Chang'an is a great witch? Lord Chang'an is a man who knows ghosts and gods and understands the heaven and earth. No matter how incredible the actions of Lord Chang'an in serving gods are, they are correct. "Yes! If you can't understand, then it's hard to understand!"
"Although Lord Chang'an is not a strong general, he has fought many times to kill enemies. It shows that Lord Chang'an is very skilled in martial arts. How can it be possible that Lord Chang'an is not good at dancing?" Dancing the sword to entertain the gods, since Chang'an Jun chose this dance, it means that this is the dance that Earth Dragon likes!"
"In the past, sacrificial dances seemed gorgeous, but they could not win the blessings of the gods. What's the use? The reason why we feel so absurd when we watch Chang'an Jun's dance is because we have never seen a real great shaman sacrifice!"
Although Chang'an Jun's sacrificial dance looks like It's not like a sacrificial dance, and it doesn't meet any of the standards of a sacrificial dance.
However, this is the sacrificial dance performed by Lord Changan himself!
How can there be anything wrong with the ritual dance performed by a great witch like Chang'an Jun himself?
The reason why it is completely different from all the previous sacrificial dances must be because all the previous sacrificial dances of witches were performed wrong! No wonder Lord Chang'an can become a great witch rarely seen throughout the ages!
Li Shu, a famous minister, suppressed his strange thoughts and looked up at the dancing Ying Chengyu with reverence.
Pedestrians, merchants, and candidates from other countries were eager to take out pens and paper on the spot and carefully draw every move of Ying Chengyu, so that the wizards in their home countries could also draw them exactly as they were. Dance this dance to entertain the gods of heaven and earth!
[Section 6, body rotation exercise! 】
His heart was beating secretly, Ying Chengyu was still observing the progress of the witches' dance with his eyes, and at the same time he shouted solemnly: "Sacrifice!"
One hundred adult fat pigs The pigs, three hundred two-year-old rams, and six hundred strong sacrificial dogs were tied tightly with tortoise shells and thrown onto the copper plate.
Thousands of Dazai subordinates held short and narrow hand knives in both hands and walked towards the animals step by step with solemn and gorgeous dance steps. While dancing, the hand knives had cut all the major arteries in the necks of the Qianlao sacrifices.
Accompanied by the scream of sacrifice, blood gushes out like a fountain, but it happens to become the backdrop for the dance of thousands of Dazai's subordinates!
The hot blood flowed in all directions along the lines on the copper plate. The witches followed the direction of the blood flow and continued their light and cheerful dance. A pair of delicate and cute little feet were covered with blood, which added a bit more to them. Monster and mystery.
[Section 12, three sports! 】
Following the three rounds of shooting formations in the army and dancing his body, Ying Chengyu once again shouted in a deep voice: "Place rice as a sacrifice!"
Ying Le personally led Tai Le and Tai Le. Zhu, Dazai and other Fengchang assistant officials held the seven tripods and six guis carrying grains, salt and various vegetables in their hands, stepped onto the altar step by step with exactly the same steps, and carefully placed the seven tripods and six guis on the edge of the copper plate.
[Section 18, beheading campaign! 】
[One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four...]
With the beat in his heart, Ying Chengyu finally finished the last broadcast dance... the sacrificial dance.
The permanent officials have also completed most of the sacrificial process.
The toes hidden in the boots were clasping the ground crazily, but Ying Chengyu's face was still full of solemnity and piety.
Putting his sleeves together, Ying Chengxuan bowed his hands and shouted loudly: "The King of Qin sent Qin Chang'an Jun's son Chengxuan to tell Dilong clearly."
"Emperor Qinhe, blessed with abundant soil from Heaven, has blessed us with great achievements. He has taken care of things on behalf of Heaven, nurtured Qianli, and repaired the history of Yilun. No one dares to forget about the wells and ropes." Ming Shen Tao, representing the principles of heaven, benefiting the people, benevolent Zhou Haiyu, divine merits, and respected by all people."
"Now I sincerely offer sacrifices to you. I hope you will work with Qin to care for the people and live up to the emperor's kindness. Trust of the Earth!”
“Come to Xin Laige (the ghosts and gods come to accept the sacrifice)”
Ying Chengyu led the sixteen witches backwards out of the copper plate area, and then waved his sleeves. A deep voice ordered:
"Shang Xiang!"
(End of this chapter)