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The year of Wuyin in the lunar calendar (1998) --
Guihai month (October), --
Guiyou day (the fourth day of the month), -
The hour of Chou (1-3 AM).
late at night,--
boom!!!
Boom boom boom---
As the war drums sounded, the Drum Festival, a festival celebrated only once every thirteen years by the Miao people of Guizhou, began.
start!!!
Throughout the Miao region, as the main war drum of Jiuyou Ancient Village was struck by the quasi-Miao King and the Holy Maiden, all 108 war drums of the Miao people responded in various places.
"It's time for the Drum Festival!"
"The Drum Festival, held once every thirteen years!"
All the seedlings, regardless of age, cheered and shouted.
The sound of horns, accompanied by the drumbeats, reverberated throughout the Miao and Guizhou regions, creating a sensation akin to a landslide or earthquake.
Whoosh whoosh! !
Fireworks soared into the sky, exploding continuously in the night sky surrounding Jiuyou Ancient Village.
The night was illuminated!
The scale and grandeur of this event far surpassed that of the Drumming Festival three years ago.
More than 100,000 core Miao people participated, and countless Miao people cheered in the ancient village.
The sound of firecrackers continued incessantly.
Miao people make their own firecrackers, with plenty of gunpowder; the explosive sensation...
The quasi-Miao King Mu Achen, the Holy Maiden Tang Amo, and the Miao Phoenix Nan Ayun personally led the core Miao people of each branch into the ancient village's Lusheng field, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.
In the very center of the Lusheng field, a huge bonfire stands.
The first fire needs to be lit by the three of them: the future Miao King, the Holy Maiden, and the Miao Phoenix.
Afterwards, the chief leaders of each branch and the oldest witch led the elite Miao men and women of their respective branches into the arena.
At this moment, those non-Miao people on the high ground of the ancient village could clearly see the inspiring scenes unfolding before their eyes.
Because in the Lusheng (a traditional Miao musical performance) field with tens of thousands of people, the different branches of the Miao people remained perfectly orderly; they entered according to their respective branches.
And after the Miao people entered the arena with Miao dance, the entire Lusheng arena gradually formed a vortex shape.
At the center of the vortex, --
The three leaders were the Miao King, the Holy Maiden, and the Miao Phoenix, while three elderly men in distinctive Miao attire held Miao staffs and stood around the campfire with a dozen or so of the oldest Gu witches.
Nine elders guarded the prospective Miao king.
The eight jackals occupy the core position of the Lusheng field.
Meanwhile, the mysterious commanders and deputy commanders of the Miao army all made their appearance.
Hundreds of high-quality speakers are installed inside and outside the ancient village.
This time, the guides were village elders from Miao territory, but the overall person in charge was Lu Rui's team, which Achen found in Shanghai.
As for the five oldest Miao people in their nineties, they were invited to the front of the Miao ancestral hall.
Tonight's grand event, --
There was video recording on the ground and helicopters in the air; the scene was enormous.
In the ancient village, the higher-ranking terraced houses were all allocated to prominent figures from the business district.
Among them are prominent figures from Mochen Capital, Tianmu Fund, Tangtang Capital, and Youli Capital.
But the best spot was for Elder Jing and his entourage, along with the provincial secretary and his group.
The night in Jiuyou Ancient Village is the brightest tonight.
All the murmurs and discussions were swallowed up by the sounds of bugles and war drums.
Even the shouts of tens of thousands of non-Miao people were drowned out by the Lusheng music.
At the Lusheng performance, Miao people from various branches all had Lusheng in their hands.
They wore black ribbons around their necks, and the tops of the lusheng (a type of reed pipe instrument) they were playing were tied with red ribbons.
Even though it was late at night, the light from the fireworks illuminated the entire venue in a red glow.
It was at this moment that the non-Miao people realized that the Miao people's sacrificial ceremony had already begun.
"Everyone, does anyone know why the Miao people hold their sacrificial rites in the middle of the night?"
"Does anyone know? Please explain!"
These business tycoons are all asking the question, but unfortunately, nobody knows the answer.
At Mochen Capital, Han Feng craned his neck to look around, "Where's that guy, Niu Kongkong? He seems to know a lot. We should invite him to come over here."
"President Su, President Su Qian, --"
Zhuo Nan saw the executives of Tangtang Capital lined up below, and he shouted, "Do you know why the Drum Festival, which Mu Wang and his Miao people celebrate only once every thirteen years, is held at night?"
"have no idea!"
To the untrained eye, the spectacle is simply breathtaking and exhilarating.
But the experts see the details.
A prominent figure in his fifties in the business district stared in disbelief at the scene below.
Just then, Niu Kongkong arrived and said, "Come, come, let me give you all a brief introduction."
"Oh, Mr. Niu, you've finally arrived! Come, come, over here, over here."
When Han Feng saw Niu Kongkong, it was like seeing a ray of light; he quickly gave up his seat.
But Niu Kongkong ignored him completely, after all, he had been fooled by this bastard yesterday.
However, when faced with the polite inquiries from these business elites, Niu Kongkong shared what he knew.
"The Drum Festival in Miao territory is the most important of all festivals. Just think about it, it only comes once every thirteen years. Try celebrating the New Year in thirteen years with us Han people and see how important it is!"
"Sir, why did you choose to do it late at night?" someone asked.
Niu Kongkong said, "Because the Miao people use the Miao calendar. Don't ask me what the Miao calendar is, look it up yourself."
Damn! That's like saying nothing at all.
Someone cursed under their breath.
Niu Kongkong continued, "Just now, when the three highest-ranking figures, the Quasi-Miao King, the Holy Maiden, and the Miao Phoenix, struck the drum, it was exactly 1 a.m., which is the hour of Chou.
"The three leaders, the Pre-Miao King, the Holy Maiden, and the Miao Phoenix, led the entire Miao people to awaken the ancestral spirit, just as they are doing now, by using solemn drumbeats to do so."
"This ceremony is very grand!"
"Look, the Miao King is leading the Lusheng team of tens of thousands of Miao people to change their formation."
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