The sacrificial activities in the temple have begun.
Xie Wan followed the other dancers and danced into the temple.
The priests and the nobles who were invited to watch the ceremony soon discovered that today's dance was more passionate than in previous years.
There was no way, except for the lead dancer who was a professional ritual dancer from the Butuo Dance Club, all the other dancers were members of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
As gangsters, these people are good at fighting and killing. As for dancing, they only trained for one day yesterday and their performance was so-so.
In order to avoid being exposed, Xie Wan discussed with the lead dancer who was held hostage by them and made some modifications to the dance moves. After entering the hall, they took a wild route.
Several priests frowned, feeling uncomfortable.
But those nobles watched with great interest.
They have long been tired of watching the eerie and slow sacrificial dance every year.
This one is good today!
Some people couldn't help but tap their toes to follow the beat.
The chief priest was an old man. He nodded slightly and explained to the people around him: "Today's sacrificial dance has restored the original style of ancient times. It's very good."
It turns out that this kind of Shinto sacrificial dance was originally passed down from Shamanism in our Northeast.
During the sacrifice, the dancers need to dance under the altar like the shamans.
Xie Wan and others were indeed performing a "shaman act".
They were jumping and circling around the center of the venue. As Xie Wan was jumping and circling, he saw the golden cage on the altar.
"Xiaozhi, Duanduan..."
When Xie Wan saw the nest of mice in her house, she almost cried.
Then she saw Yanhong standing in the crowd.
"You are all alive, great!"
Unfortunately, Xie Wan couldn't shout out at this time, nor could he rush up to recognize his own mice and chickens.
Xiaozhi's family and Yanhong did not recognize Xie Wan at this time.
There was no way. The powder on Xie Wan's face was too thick. Even if Qin Muye or Xie Dahong were in front of her, they might not be able to recognize her.
Xie Wan came with the Yamaguchi-gumi to cause trouble, not to die. She clearly felt that the priests standing in front of her and the old man who was respected as the Lord God seemed to have internal skills.
It seems that among the thirteen sects of Shintoism, not only the Jiujiu sect practices internal skills.
If these people all knew ninjutsu, they would be difficult to deal with.
What's more, there are plainclothes special police inside and outside the temple to maintain order.
Xie Wan is waiting for the opportunity.
As she danced, she observed the priests performing the sacrificial ritual.
She didn't dare let Concubine Xi out to find Yanhong, for fear that it might be accidentally stepped on to death.
Every time Xie Wan danced over to Yanhong, he would wink at her.
Yanhong and Susu were so focused on how to create chaos and take the opportunity to rescue Xiaozhi that they didn't notice Xie Wan.
After finally sweeping her red eyes over Xie Wanshi, she muttered in disdain, "So ugly!"
Afraid of having a nightmare at night, Yanhong quickly turned her face away.
Xie Wan was so angry, but unfortunately the clogs on her feet were gone, otherwise she would have wanted to kick her hen with the clogs to wake her up.
There was no other choice, Xie Wan could only throw the fan in his hand out, hitting Yanhong.
At this time, the audience noticed that Xie Wan's fan had slipped out of his hand and exclaimed.
Xie Wan smiled pretending to be apologetic and began the performance without props.
Yanhong was hit by a flying fan and finally turned her attention to Xie Wan.
"Not only is it ugly, but it also dances in a messy way."
Yanhong commented mercilessly.
Su Su laid her front paws on the edge of Yan Hong's chest pocket, poked her head out, stretched her neck and said, "Please squeeze in a little, let me see how ugly you are."
At this glance, Su Su finally recognized Xie Wan: "Empress Dowager?"
Yanhong's whole body trembled, and her hunched back straightened instantly. She almost ran out to grab Xie Wan to recognize him.
Fortunately, she received Xie Wan's calming gaze.
During the intermission, Yanhong slipped into the dancers' rest area at the edge of the temple.
"Queen Mother, Xiaozhi's family..."
Xie Wan interrupted Yanhong and said, "I have seen Xiaozhi and the others.
Can you walk freely in this temple?"
Yanhong nodded, "You can go to most places, but not the priest's residence."
"Take me out of the temple and tell me we know each other. I need to pee urgently, so take me to the toilet."
Yanhong spoke to the guarding believers and special police, and Xie Wan followed her out of the hall.
On the way, Su Su quickly exchanged information with Xie Wan.
"Let's go plant the bomb!"
Under Yanhong's guidance, Xie Wan quickly walked around the temple and placed four time bombs in inconspicuous places.
"You actually want to summon the souls of those fourteen Class A war criminals to be reborn?"
Xie Wan thought of the report he had read in his previous life. The Japanese refused to repent, and later this shrine really enshrined 14 Class A war criminals from the War of Aggression against China, including Hideki Tojo and Kenji Doihara.
Even their emperor and prime minister have come here to pay homage many times.
“Humph, I let you worship me, and you still dream of inheriting the legacy of these sinful war criminals?
This time, I will blow up your shrine as well, and wipe out all of you who are spreading militaristic ideas in the name of religion!
Yanhong, when you see me shooting, you must first grab the cage containing Xiaozhi and the others, and quickly reunite with me. Your undercover mission in Japan will end today."
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