Chapter 366 Sacrifice Ceremony

Time passed quickly as Zhang Qiling became increasingly entangled.

When the time for the sacrificial ceremony arrived, they had already rehearsed privately several times the sacrificial dance choreographed by Zhang Hailou, revised by Zhang Haixia, and finalized by Zhang Qiling.

The sacrificial ceremony is divided into two parts. The first half has a more solemn atmosphere and is also the part with the strongest sense of ceremony.

It lasts from four to eleven in the morning, and the clan leader mainly wears a bronze mask and a black cloak, pretending to be a god. He then says a blessing to the spirits, pays respect to heaven and earth, and comforts the ancestors. Then he performs a sacrificial dance with the clan leader's personal guards, and everyone prays silently.

The second half is more relaxed, usually from three to six o'clock. Except for the indispensable process of a clan leader naming the family's newborn and personally writing it into the family tree, other processes can be modified and arranged at will by the clan leader in office.

Zhang Qiling doesn't like to deal with those meaningless things, and the result of letting him arrange it casually is that the final other processes will become a family seminar.

The process officially started at four o'clock, and the Zhang family got up at two or three o'clock to start making the final arrangements.

Actions like sacrificial ceremonies are not only attended by the family members themselves, but also by representatives from outside the clan, including Hei Xia Zi, Jie Yu Chen and others.

Fatty Wang, relying on his good relationship with Zhang Qihen and the others, also came to join in the fun, but Wuxie did not come.

In fact, Wuxie also wanted to come, but this matter was accidentally discovered by his second uncle, and Wu Erbai directly detained him with a dark face.

After all, why would you, an outsider, interfere in the family's ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven?

He felt that although the Wu family was not as good as the Zhang family, it was still a well-known and prestigious family in the society of ordinary people. The Zhang family did not send out invitations to the public for the grand ceremony. This news was told to him by Wuxie. So what they meant was that anyone who participated would be tacitly considered a member of the Zhang family.

Wu Erbai would never let Wuxie go.

Wuxie actually doesn't care much about family sovereignty. Now it's the era of socialism, and the concept of the global village has come out. Apart from those old-fashioned people, who among the young people of the new era still talks about family?

Moreover, the people of the Zhang family are powerful and good at making money. They have relationships with Zhang Qiling and others. Wuxie doesn't think that they will be interested in the Wu family's small profits. It is clearly the Wu family that is taking advantage.

But Wu Erbai and other second-generation people are all arrogant. If Wuxie, the designated heir of the third generation of the Wu family, dares to say that he wants to join the Zhang family, Wu Erbai will drag him to the ancestral hall and break his legs!

Xie Yuchen told this as a joke to others, and Hei Xiazi and Wang Pangzi burst into laughter after hearing it.

When the sacrifice actually began, the hundreds of people present instantly fell silent.

Zhang Qiling was wearing a black suit in ancient style, with a black fur cloak on the outside. The black gold ancient sword hanging on his waist was faintly visible, and the scabbard of the black gold ancient sword was also made a new one.

He wore a bronze Qilin mask with its eyes exposed, long red and black tassels hanging from his ears, and pendants made of blue-green glass beads and feathers. A string of bronze bells was tied around each wrist.

His set is full of valuable items, but the only downside is that it is pieced together from various sources.

Only the black tights and scabbard were newly made by the tribesmen. The material for the clothes was easy to find. The scabbard was made of thousand-year-old peach wood and python skin. The python skin was quite fresh, and they later sent people to the Snake Swamp Ghost Town to slaughter it.

The black cloak is one of the necessary equipment for the clan leader's sacrifice. Zhang Moyu originally wanted to use the one sealed in his own living coffin tomb, but that cloak had been stored for a long time and was already a little damaged.

The item on Zhang Qiling's body was a treasure that Hei Xiazi had dug out from his most precious treasure house.

The bronze masks and pendants were all dug out from the family tomb that Zhang Moyu found, and they underwent some repairs after being brought out.

Zhang Qiling entered the venue with two teams of people, and they were surrounded by people. Fatty Wang stretched his neck to look at them, and couldn't help but exclaimed, then he felt that the atmosphere around him suddenly changed, and he had a vague feeling of being targeted.

Xie Yuchen, who was standing next to him, noticed that the people of the "Rui" generation of the Zhang family in the opposite formation were looking at him in unison, and hurriedly and covertly pulled Fatty Wang's clothes.

Fatty Wang also realized that it was inappropriate for him to speak in such a solemn and serious occasion, so he quickly closed his mouth tightly.

He glanced to the other side inadvertently, and then he saw that the black bear, who used to be the most lively and active, restless and unruly, now had a solemn expression and a calm temperament all over his body.

Fatty Wang's eyes widened slightly. He didn't expect that Hei Xia Zi would have such a serious day. He felt that he had never seen such a thing in his life.

Zhang Qiling stood on the altar, looked at the people standing in an orderly manner around him, and looked up at his clansmen. He had never felt so warm in his heart before.

These are all his lovely family members!

The sacrificial prayers were written and memorized in advance. After Zhang Qiling finished memorizing them, he offered a glass of wine to heaven and earth, a glass of wine to ancestors, and a glass of wine to family. Then it was time for the popular sacrificial dance.

There were six big drums around the altar. Zhang Moyu and Zhang Molan, along with four clansmen of the "Sheng" generation, beat the drums with resounding and powerful sounds.

Zhang Qiling, who was surrounded by a group of personal guards in the center of the altar, quietly raised his hand to adjust his bronze mask, and was glad in his heart that he could still wear a mask to cover himself, unlike the personal guards around him who had to face their clansmen and it was very embarrassing to dance in public.

Everyone on the altar had different moods. It turns out that if something doesn't seem awkward to you, it's others who are embarrassed.

For example, the embarrassed people, such as the thin-skinned Zhang Haixia and Zhang Haishe, had their skin visibly redder. Although their movements in the sacrificial dance were very powerful, their eyes were wandering and they never met anyone else's gaze.

Some people who were not embarrassed at all, such as Zhang Hailou, not only did he not feel embarrassed, but he was also very excited about this highly anticipated performance.

If he didn't need to look solemn, the corners of his mouth would have curled up. When he turned around and waved his sleeves to face the crowd, he also threw a wink to Hei Xia Zi, who was playing well.

The serious expression on Hei Xia Zi's face almost broke.

He had participated in large-scale sacrificial activities when he was a child, so he adapted well to this kind of atmosphere. Originally, he wanted to cooperate well in this sacrificial ceremony and try to leave a good impression on other members of the Zhang family so that he could use them to build relationships and make money in the future. However, after being treated like this by Zhang Hailou, his expression almost broke down.