Chapter 1733: No, the person on the stage is not Yi Mo
Shi Liu didn't understand why her young lady did this, but she still obediently put on the bell and started to dance the rain-praying dance.
"Ding-ling... Ding-ling-ling..."
The crisp sound of bells rang out along with Shi Liu's dance steps, and Tang Bao smiled with her eyes curved.
The next day, after Tang Bao had breakfast, she went to Yi Mo's yard.
Yi Mo had a gloomy face, and his eyes flashed with malice and resentment.
Today is such an important day, but she can't go. It's all this damn girl's fault!
If it weren't for this damn girl protecting those damn bald wolves, how could I have ended up in this situation?
Tang Bao ignored Yi Mo's ugly expression and said with emotion, "Speaking of which, Miss Yi Mo's foot injury was really timely. Otherwise, if Miss Yi Mo presided over the rain-praying ceremony, I'm afraid it wouldn't have rained at all. After all, when Miss Yi Mo was performing the rain-praying dance, the bells never rang."
Yi Mo: “…”
His expression changed as Tang Bao directly poked him in the vital point.
She wanted to say she could surely pray for rain, but—
She had performed the rain dance so many times, but the bells on her body had never rung once.
Yi Mo suddenly felt strangely that what Tang Bao said actually made some sense.
Tang Bao glanced at Yi Mo, and an expression of seeking justice appeared on her little face.
"In front of everyone, if Miss Yimo can't pray for rain and the bells on her body don't ring, I'm afraid her position as the high priest's successor will be lost." Tang Bao continued, "Because Miss Yimo injured her foot and was in a bad mood, I didn't bother with her before. Now, let me be clear, Miss Yimo, you can avoid embarrassment on stage today, all thanks to my big wolf."
Tang Bao paused here, looked at Yi Mo's expression that seemed to be about to vomit blood, and continued: "My big wolf is psychic. It must have seen some cause and effect a long time ago and deliberately helped Miss Yi Mo. Miss Yi Mo, you must not repay kindness with enmity and bully my big wolf in the future."
"Su Tang! Shut up!" Yi Mo resisted the urge to vomit blood and screamed, "I will never let that damn beast go!"
I will never let you go!
Yi Mo didn't say this in the end.
After all, she was still counting on Tang Bao to treat her injuries.
Tang Bao gave Yi Mo an "ungrateful" look.
Yi Mo: “…”
What's that look in your eyes?
Tang Bao successfully provoked Yi Mo's anger, annoyed Yi Mo, and left in a good mood.
However, when I left, I had an extra bag in my hand.
Xiacheng was built on the mountain, and the rain-praying ceremony was held halfway up the mountain.
On the high altar, there is a bronze statue of a flying dragon.
There are four large bronze tripods on the four corners of east, west, south and north.
The open space below the altar was already crowded with people who came to watch the rain-praying ceremony.
As distinguished guests of the Priest's Mansion, Tang Bao and Xuanyuan Jin were arranged to sit in the front row.
However, there was only Zhao Wu by the two of them, and Shi Liu was not there.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
As the drums sound, the rain-praying ceremony is about to begin.
Taylor looked down the mountain anxiously.
It’s almost this time, why hasn’t my brother come yet?
"Lord Taylor, why hasn't Miss Yi Mo arrived yet?" A burly man in rich attire said pointedly, "Today's rain-praying ceremony is of great importance. Could it be that Miss Yi Mo is worried that she won't receive the gods' approval, so she's afraid to come?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, Tang Bao immediately pricked up her gossipy ears.
Here it comes...
She knew that there must be voices in Xiacheng opposing Taylor and Yimo.
Taylor was so angry that his nose almost became crooked after hearing what the man said.
In the entire Xiacheng, who doesn’t know what happened yesterday?
Jing Man did this on purpose!
Humph! When Mo'er inherits the position of priest, she will definitely make this Jing Man look bad!
"Mo'er is injured and can't come. Otherwise, we would definitely pray to God for rain today!" Taylor said angrily.
Jing Man has a certain amount of power in southern Xinjiang, and Taylor does not dare to completely break off relations with Jing Man now.
"The high priest is here..."
Someone in the crowd whispered excitedly.
People turned around and looked, only to see the high priest, wearing a silver robe with wide sleeves and a silver mask on his face, slowly walking up the steps.
The whole person is as ethereal as a fairy, exuding an otherworldly aura.
Taylor's face lit up with joy, but then he thought of something and his expression became a little dull.
"Meet the High Priest!"
The people knelt down in a hurry.
Tang Bao once again felt the high priest's noble status in southern Xinjiang.
The high priest walked to the front of the altar and raised his hand slightly.
"Everyone, get up."
The people who were kneeling on the ground stood up one after another.
"High Priest, your clothes..." Taylor walked up to the high priest and whispered anxiously.
This is clearly not an outfit for praying for rain.
The high priest glanced at Taylor and said indifferently, "Let's begin."
Taylor: “…”
Even though he was confused, he still had to bow and say, "Yes, High Priest."
Taylor finished, turned around, and announced loudly.
"The rain-praying ceremony begins!"
As soon as Taylor finished speaking, the drummer standing on the side of the altar immediately began to beat the drums desperately.
The dense drumbeats seemed to strike at people's hearts. The common people who had just stood up knelt down in the direction of the bronze statue.
Each of them had a pious look on their face, praying in their hearts that their gods would send down rain to alleviate the drought.
Taylor knelt as well.
Everyone was waiting for the high priest to come on stage and pray for rain, but the high priest just stood there without moving.
At this time, a tall girl with a silver scarf covering her face walked towards the altar step by step along the white marble steps on the side of the altar.
The girl wore an exquisite silver crown on her head, a gorgeous black dress embroidered with a pattern of five poisonous creatures in silver thread, and a string of silver bells on her wrists and ankles.
"It's Miss Yimo!"
"Why is Miss Yi Mo here?"
"Isn't Miss Yi Mo injured?"
"Didn't they say the high priest prayed for rain himself?"
“…”
The people kneeling on the ground couldn't help but talk when they saw the girl walking up to the altar.
Taylor was also stunned.
Is Moer’s foot injury healed?
No! This isn't Mo'er!
Taylor's heart skipped a beat and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Who is this?
Taylor was about to stand up and ask, when Jing Man beside him said with a grim expression, "Lord Taylor is keeping it a secret. It seems that Miss Yi Mo's injury has healed."
After saying that, he glanced at Taylor and said, "I just wonder if Miss Yi Mo can get the approval of the gods and send down the rain of blessings?"
Jing Man's tone was full of doubt and unwillingness.
His son died at the hands of Yi Mo!
He only hated that he couldn't find conclusive evidence and couldn't avenge his son!
Taylor heard what Jing Man said, and the words on the tip of his tongue suddenly stopped, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Now, everyone treated this woman as their own daughter. If this person could pray for rain, then it would be their daughter's prayer. If not...
Humph! Impersonating my daughter and disrupting the rain-praying ceremony is a capital crime!
When Taylor thought about this, he felt relieved!
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