The bamboo windows are open and ventilated on all sides. Barre is standing high on a colorful tiger-skin chair, looking at himself and seeing the actions of the people outside the building.

He likes this condescending taste.

Barre glanced at the head of Zhiyou. The 99-year-old Wu Ji sat nervously at the edge of the banquet, wearing a thorn crown on his head, a beast's teeth on his neck, and a traditional black-edged and red-bottomed sacrificial robe with birds and fish-shaped ancient characters. It was probably a long time since I wrinkled the robe, and it emitted a dusty and decay smell.

This old guy is really annoying! Barre knocked on the handrail in annoyance, turned his head and laughed, and the dense wrinkles on his face squeezed tighter.

Barre suddenly frowned: "Ge, that guy came here to cause trouble again?" From a distance, he heard Zhi Shou really talk loudly.

"It must be that I heard that Master Wuwu is setting up a bar." Zhiyu looked at Barre's expression and hesitated, "Shouzhen is not young anymore. Should he know these strange things that happened in the village recently?"

Barre raised his eyebrows: "What do he know? How can he do it?" He leaned forward and stared at Zhiyou with a slight look. "It's enough to offer him delicious food and drink. Where can you be content! Right, Lord Wu Ji?"

Zhiyou's mouth twitched slightly and lowered his eyes. In recent years, Barre has been weakening the role of witch sacrifices. Even the routine sacrifices to heaven every spring have been cancelled.

Balang stepped up the bamboo ladder, passed by Zhiyou, and attached himself to Bare's ear and whispered a few words.

Zhiyu silently tightened his robe, and a gloom flashed in his eyes. Zhino was not stupid, so why did he pick up a white-eyed wolf?

"It's amazing! I didn't expect that the New Year banquet at the Dajin Palace would be held for ten days and ten nights, and thousands of people would ring bells and music together. If I had the chance, I must have fun! By the way, I also heard from the peddler that the clouds produced in Dachu were light and soft and would shine at night. Isn't it true?" Zhi Shouzhen and Wang Ziqiao came in side by side, still yelling and talking.

"The Yunbo shines because it is mixed with spider silk from the luminous spider..." Wang Ziqiao explained that Zhi Shouzhen had already left him, snatched the table, grabbed the red oil pork elbow from the plate, chewed it, and said vaguely: "Uncle Lei, you are really not interested. After getting so many wines and dishes, you don't call me, you are a waste of money and outsiders."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Barre scolded Zhi Shouzhen a few words, walked down from the tiger-skin chair, picked up the bamboo tube on the wine table, and respected Prince Qiao first.

The mat has been arranged long ago. The wine is homemade rice wine, milky white and slightly turbid, and it is filled with green bamboo tubes. The dishes are mainly meat: bamboo chicken with bamboo shoots, spicy fried deer legs, steamed leopard feces, and bear's paws stewed in onions... A fang pig was hung on the central hanging stove, and the skin was roasted golden, with oil dripping, emitting a strong aroma.

"I am the witch of Zhiyou of my clan. I will have a cup of Mr. Zhiyou." Zhiyou stood up straight and raised the bamboo tube to greet Prince Qiao. "I felt cold yesterday and felt uncomfortable, so I couldn't go to greet him. I hope Mr. will forgive me."

Zhi Shouzhen threw away the pig's elbow, licked the sauce on his fingers, and said casually: "Uncle is sick? This is amazing. You are a witch priest, you are the best at treating diseases and taking medicine. It is rare to make you feel a little cold? Yesterday afternoon, I saw Widow Wang sneak out of your room. Tsk tsk, don't say, Widow Wang's small waist is twisting well. 'Wife's weak willow, swaying in a swaying posture.' Wang Ziqiao, what do you say over there?"

When Zhi You's old face twitched, Barre felt quite uncomfortable. He and Zhi You fought for power in the eyes of outsiders, and they were always not good-looking. "Immortal Banban is a turtle son!" Both of them cursed in their hearts.

"You are polite to Wu Ji." Prince Qiao raised his glass to greet him. His wide sleeves covered the bamboo tube. The jade ring on his index finger quickly dipped into the rice wine. The ring was green and clear, and did not change color. He drank slowly, turned the empty bamboo tube and signaled to everyone.

"Sir, heroic!" Barre laughed, and Zhi You smiled with kind eyes. Zhi Shouzhen thought to himself, "The wind moves and dances on his palms, and the brilliance is shocked by the autumn waves and flows in the water." He slid his palms and savored it, and was happy.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, everyone talked about it. Zhi Shou was really unable to drink, and his blushed on his cheeks, and his clear eyes became a little dazed.

Prince Qiao's heart moved, put down the bamboo chopsticks, and smiled and said, "How can you not be accompanied by such a beautiful banquet?"

Barre was stunned and then said, "Balang, ask a few women to come up and serve the sir."

"No need to be so troublesome." Prince Qiao Guangxi shook his sleeves, dropped a few pieces of talisman paper, and asked for another scissor, and cut the talisman paper into a woman's appearance. "Go!" He blew gently at the paper cut, and the thin paper quickly expanded, turning into four beauties with red lips and white teeth, and vivid colors. He smiled and shook his sleeves, circling around everyone, singing and dancing.

"A mere trick is to help the wine rise." Wang Ziqiao raised the wine and poured it into the spotlight and secretly observed everyone.

Barre opened his mouth wide and screamed, but his body sat firmly like a mountain. Balang held the hilt of the knife in his hand and stood behind him, like a vigilant wolf dog. Zhiyou smiled all over his face, his eyes wandered. Zhishou was in full swing. He opened the bamboo tubes and hit the tubes with chopsticks. The rice wine swayed frequently, making a rhythm of "dingdong".

They don’t look like a light that is easy to save money. Prince Qiao’s eyes turned and he smiled and hugged a beauty: “I heard the poem by the young clan leader last night, and I feel a lot of emotion. Life is short, so it’s better to have fun in time. Come on, everyone, beauties are by your side, don’t let down the beautiful spring scenery.”

The women were joking and laughing, and they all threw themselves into the arms of Barre and the other two. Balang made a mistake and was about to stop him. Barre waved his hand, picked up the woman, squeezed his towering breasts hard, and said strangely: "It's true!"

"Master Jiwu is also a romantic figure!" Wang Ziqiao clapped the table and said with a smile. As long as the woman with Fuhua touches the skin, he will feel aroused. Barre's essence and blood are strong and the turbid air is released outward. This is the path of pure martial arts, and there will be no falsehood.

Another talisman man stuck to Zhiyou. The old witch Ji's qi and blood were weak, and the turbid air in the meridians was pitifully small. It must have practiced body refining techniques, but it was far less than Bare. Huh? Prince Qiao's heart was shocked. There was an inexplicable breath hidden deep in Zhiyou's internal organs, which quietly wandered around, circulating the heart veins, emitting strange vitality.

This breath... Prince Qiao's eyes were on Zhi You. Could it be Zhu You forbidden spell?

"Beauty, come and have a drink!" Zhi Shuzhen stood up on his own initiative, shaking the bamboo tube, and facing the talisman. The two sides were about to touch each other, "Puff" Zhi Shuzhen shook his hand, and the bamboo tube tilted, and the rice wine immediately spilled out, splashing the talisman.

The beauty's limbs were stiff, like a deflated ball, slowly shrinking and turning into a piece of paper cut.

"Beauty? Where is the beauty? Prince Qiao, what's going on?" Zhi Shouzhen held half a tube of wine, looked around with a confused look.

Prince Qiao looked at him calmly, and suddenly smiled: "It's a paper man, so I'm soaked in water, where can I use it again?" He shook his sleeves, and the other three beauties also fell into paper.

"After drinking enough, the happiness is coming. The young clan leader, Wu Wu and Wu Ji, let's talk about the serious business. The nobles invited me to come far away with great gifts. What is the matter?" asked Prince Qiao.

"Serious business? What kind of business, I'm not interested." Zhi Shou sat down reluctantly, burped, and just kept his head to eat and drink.

Barre and Zhiyou looked at each other, and Barre lowered the wine barrel: "Zhiyou, the first thing you encountered is what you know best. Tell me the sir."

"That was a year ago." Zhi You pondered for a moment and said slowly: "On the night of the first day of October, Uncle Zhi Bao in the village died. Uncle Bao was over 170 years old, and death was considered a death to death. It was not surprising. According to the rules of the clan, the dead were to be cremated. But when everyone piled up firewood, Uncle Bao's body disappeared and could not be found anywhere."

"There is such a thing, why don't I know?" Zhi Shouzhen raised her head in a daze.

Ba Lang snorted: "You were drunk and slept like a dead pig. What else can you know?"

"This has never happened in the clan. I feel a little uneasy, but I think, maybe it was a melon girl who deliberately played tricks on people." Zhi You stopped and continued, "In the middle of the night, lightning and thunder broke out, and it started to rain heavily. I was awakened by the thunder. Suddenly, suddenly--"

He widened his eyes and said with a turbid voice: "I actually saw Uncle Bao! His face was against the bamboo window and stared at me."

Zhiyou slowly turned his head and looked out the window, as if his face was still looking at him. Everyone was silent, Barret's face was calm, his fists creaked.

Zhi You calmed down and then said, "I screamed in shock, 'Uncle Bao! Is it you?' He nodded to me and didn't say anything. I quickly got out of bed. I just took the medicine powder to exorcise evil, but Uncle Bao disappeared. I chased me out and saw two rows of footprints that were crooked on the mud. It was Uncle Bao's, who was tall and his feet were much larger than others. While I asked someone to help, I followed the footprints and chased to the altar on the top of the slope. I saw Uncle Bao spread his limbs and lay on the altar without moving."

A trace of fear flashed in Zhiyou's eyes: "The altar is full of blood, it is Uncle Bao's own blood! His body is shrunk, and all the blood is dried up!"

A gust of autumn wind whimpered through the bamboo window, bringing a burst of chill, and Zhi Shouzhen shivered: "It's a corpse!"

"If it were a corpse, how could it be bleeding?" Zhi You shook his head, "Since then, strange things happened in the village. At the end of the year, the pigs in Ba Meizi's house died overnight, their flesh was as dry as paper, but there was not even a drop of blood in the pigpen. This year, a group of tribesmen went out to hunt, and there was no news. Later, they accidentally dug their heads in the field. In August, a tribe member was mysteriously drowned in a cesspool, and maggots kept crawling out of his nostrils..."

He spoke very slowly, his voice was dry and hoarse, and his spine was sensational.

"Last month, something strange happened to me." Balang looked at Bare, who nodded. Balang suddenly pulled off his short jacket, revealing his furry chest.

The dense bright red blood veins were distributed on the chest and trembled slightly, forming a strange human head pattern. The human head had an old face, a strange smile on its face, and long eyebrows were drooping to the corner of its mouth.

"This is Uncle Bao's face!" Ba Lang said sternly, "If I squeeze out the blood bubbles, they will grow. If they squeeze, they will grow again! Wu Ji has also seen it. He has used all medicines, but he just doesn't care!"

"If you get caught in an evil, you must be getting caught in an evil!" Zhi Shouzhen was panicked and knocked over the desk. "Pu!" A tube of unopened rice wine fell down, the bamboo plug slid out, and the wine was gushing out.
Chapter completed!