Chapter 1527 The Call of Ancient Times
Tong Aijia hugged the elder master's thigh and cried for a long time.
Until, the senior master wiped the tears and snot from his thigh in disgust.
Gently gave Tong Aijia a headache.
Suddenly he went back and disappeared.
Tong Aijia didn't understand at first, why did the elder master leave on his own initiative?
Was it really because he was crying and looking at Mi Tai?
No, what's the reason?
Taiqinggou at midnight, the sky full of stars, deathly silence.
A rhythmic crunching sound came from a distance.
In this silent environment, it is as obvious as firecrackers.
It echoed on the ice surface of Taiqing Valley, which was strange and inexplicable.
Crunch, crunch.
In the end, all the sounds follow a specific rhythm and are uniform.
Tong Aijia listened for a while, why did it feel like the sound of stepping on snow?
Looking towards Taiqinggou Village, it was pitch black.
The sound of stepping on the snow came from that direction.
Who is coming?
Wild cats and dogs?
Directly used the Eye of the Bird God in the Wilderness.
The disguise of darkness was suddenly stripped away, and Tong Aijia was shocked.
The villagers of Taiqinggou, regardless of age or sex,
Standing in line, walking from the village.
One after another, no rush, no crowding, and orderly.
No one spoke, and we moved forward in silence.
Without any lighting, I looked like moving ants in the dark.
Tong Aijia has seen the world, but she was also shocked by the scene in front of her.
What kind of trouble is this?
Collective sleepwalking?
I have been guarding Taiqinggou for so many years and have never seen anything like this.
Finally, under the gaze of Tong Aijia, the crowd arrived at the lakeside of Taiqinggou.
Everyone turned a blind eye to Tong Aijia and gently walked around him.
Follow the path along the lakeside of Taiqinggou and continue moving forward.
Tong Aijia stood in the crowd, very abrupt.
Like a big stone in the river, it automatically separates the flow of people.
Why?
They can see themselves, but they don't pay attention to themselves?
Playing a flash mob in the middle of the night?
Or possessed?
Collective possession and lost souls?
I just wanted to invite the Nine-Refined Fire Dragon God to help the villagers break through the obstacles.
Unexpectedly, when I saw the villagers' faces, their eyes were bright and clear, and they didn't look confused at all.
And dress appropriately, not just in pajamas.
This is even stranger.
If someone cast a curse or fell under some illusion, shouldn't he be in a daze?
Why are they all so sane and normal.
Follow the sound of stepping on the snow and look at your feet.
The dull crunching sound turned out to be the sound made by the villagers' bare feet.
Yes, more than a hundred villagers, all barefoot, showing those nine fingers.
Wow, it’s over 20 degrees below zero. Aren’t your bare feet cold?
If you step on the snow, won't you get frostbite?
In reality, those pairs of bare feet are very light and not afraid of the cold.
According to a specific rhythm, it looks like some kind of dance steps.
Every two steps, use your left foot with the missing toe to step hard on the ground.
Then, a special rhythm of beating the time came out.
Crunch, crunch.
When this voice appeared around Tong Aiguo, surrounding him.
An inexplicable pressure made Tong Aijia feel breathless.
Especially after being ignored by so many people.
It is easy to have the illusion that you are an outlier, as if you are an outcast from a certain group.
That feeling of being isolated is desolate.
Tong Aijia also wanted to join the team at this time, not wanting to be isolated or so miserable.
I really want to take off my cotton shoes, tear off my cotton socks, and go barefoot.
Walk around Taiqing Valley with these villagers and crunch.
Suddenly, a white flame flashed across his forehead, which brought Tong Aijia back to her senses and her brain became clear.
Looking again, the crowd had moved away from Tong Ai's house and dispersed around the huge Taiqing ditch.
The distance between the villagers continues to widen. At first, they were following each other. Later, although they maintained their formation, the distance continued to widen.
One meter, three meters, five meters, ten meters
Finally, after going around in a circle, every ten or twenty meters there was a villager.
More than a hundred people surrounded the entire Taiqing Valley.
Although the formation was set, the pace never stopped.
All the villagers in Taiqinggou have nine-fingered feet.
According to that specific rhythm, we circled Taiqinggou and kept moving forward.
Tong Aijia no longer looks at Taiqing Valley, because it is not comprehensive enough.
At this time, I stood on the ice of Taiqing Valley and slowly walked to the center.
Silently observing the villagers around him, he felt very nervous.
It's definitely not as simple as going around the lake.
That vigorous stomping of the feet was definitely not due to athlete's foot.
Tong Aijia knows that there will definitely be a sequel, there will definitely be a sequel.
Finally, surrounded by villagers, the sound of footsteps produced a strange phenomenon.
At first, a faint green light appeared at the feet of the villagers.
Slowly, the green light became brighter and brighter.
Finally, the green light from all the villagers gathered into a green halo.
The moment it formed a circle of light, it shot towards the sky.
All the villagers raised their hands and looked to the sky.
Silent yet full of begging, as if summoning something.
When Tong Aijia saw this, her body trembled slightly.
He was certain that it was a summons.
Yes, it is a calling. It is a primitive and distant calling.
A call that spans time, space, and rules.
Nine fingers, around the lake, calling.
Oh my god, has it already started?
Is it going to start so soon?
Standing in the middle of this ancient summoning ceremony, as a spectator witnessing this ceremony for the first time in thousands of years.
Tong Aijia was so excited that she wanted to shout a few times.
However, he didn't dare. He was afraid of interrupting the rhythm of the villagers and affecting the emission of green light.
The villagers turned nine times, and nine green halos shot out.
Just like when they came, they walked back to the village in silence.
Silence returned to Taiqinggou, the sky was still the sky, and the stars were still the stars.
What's more, the green halo that had been emitted was missing.
It was as if nothing happened, only Tong Aijia was left in a daze on the ice.
At the same time, there are clear footprints on the lakeside.
"Brother, what are they summoning?"
Tong Aiguo also kept watching. He didn't dare to ask his elder brother until it was over.
"Ancestors."
This answer is so general.
There are many ancestors in this world.
Tong Aiguo felt that his elder brother must be very confused and would not give him such an unspecific answer. It was not a test.
"Which ancestor?"
"I don't know."
Tong Aiguo's greatest advantage is that he has no persistence in asking for answers.
"Then why summon the ancestors?"
"Because there is a catastrophe in the world, we need our ancestors to come back and protect us."
catastrophe?
The end of the world?
Isn’t that what is going to happen eventually, that is bound to happen?
Tong Aiguo suddenly thought of another thing.
"That's not right.
If it is related to sending signals to the human world in groups.
So why these villagers?
Why were there no signs before? ”
This time Tong Aijia did not hesitate and expressed his judgment directly.
"I think their toes must be related.
The conditions did not match before, but Cai Gen created the conditions.
Hey, it looks like it was planned. It's hard to say it's a coincidence. ”
(End of chapter)