The fire grew stronger and stronger, and the rain became weaker and weaker.
The crowd sang the words to pray to God over and over again.
Amid bursts of singing, eight other corpses were also thrown into the fire.
The fire was crackling, and the cook stood beside it, her brows immediately furrowed.
"Something's wrong!" Liu Ruxiang shouted, holding the dagger in her hand, she rushed to the pile of burning corpses and struggled to open up each corpse.
"Did you just see that there were children and babies next to the female body in the coffin?"
When Master asked, everyone started to reminisce, but they couldn't remember that there was a child.
Liu Ruxiang frowned slightly, sighed, and stopped what she was doing.
"An old man in your village said before that when the wild persimmon pond was being dug decades ago, a man went crazy and claimed that he was a woman and wanted to get married. In the end, he gave birth to a child. Do you remember?"
"The man was beaten to death later, and there was really a baby in his belly. Can you remember?"
"The baby is the one in the coffin. I just looked at it and I can see many stretch marks on the belly of the female corpse. But somehow, the belly has shriveled up. In this case, where did the child go?"
Liu Ruxiang's words were so frightening when I thought about them carefully that they made me break into cold sweat on my back.
The villagers looked at each other.
It burned until the fire stopped and the rain of blood in the sky disappeared.
The cook took an iron rod and pulled it into the fire. All she could see at the bottom was a pile of broken bones that had not been burned clean. Some were smaller, but it was not clear who belonged to them.
Liu Ruxiang cleared her throat, turned around and said to everyone: "The dirty things in the wild persimmon pond are probably almost extinguished. Everyone should not go home for the time being. Follow me across the fire pond to burn away the bad luck and yin energy on your body." Drop it."
Jumping into the fire pond is actually jumping into the sea of fire. It is very common in all parts of Lingnan. It is usually done during festivals or funerals. Moreover, the master with strong magic power is not afraid of flames and can stand calmly in the sea of fire, dance and walk. (It’s true, but please don’t imitate it)
Liu Ruxiang was naturally not weak. She used an iron rod to open up the fire next to it, put on a sheepskin drum, and when the open fire became smaller, she took off her shoes, stepped on the ground with her white and tender feet, and then said Singing Master's scriptures and beating the drum, he rushed into the red-hot charcoal.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the surrounding villagers were amazed.
Liu Ruxiang stayed in the middle of the fire pit for about two minutes. When she came out again, her master's robe was already a little burnt. But those feet were still extremely white and tender, without any burn scars.
The cook took off his mask, raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The fire burned in her beautiful eyes, and there was a soft light on her face, which was very beautiful.
Liu Ruxiang brought a basin of water and sprinkled it while walking around the fire pond. The fire suddenly reduced a lot, the open flame had completely disappeared, and the charcoal was no longer so red.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. Later, we will all sing the words to pray for the gods and walk through the fire pit one by one. Just walk over and watch yourself. The young and strong will come first, and the elderly and children will be behind. If you can't, just look for People rushed over with their backs on their backs.”
I struck the gong in my hand, and the villagers followed the rhythm. They no longer needed me to say the words, but could sing the words to the gods themselves.
"The cigarette smokes toward the upper realm, the north, south, east and west come to their senses, Taishang Laojun is the leader of the meeting, and the Patriarch of Sanyuan comes to the altar..."
The sound of scriptures resounded throughout the world. Under Liu Ruxiang’s command, I was the first to stand up.
This stinky bitch is really annoying. I am also her disciple after all. Why did she put me first? What a great last one!
Looking at the red-hot charcoal, my scalp almost went numb. How can feet made of meat withstand such high temperatures?
I looked at Liu Ruxiang pitifully: "Master, can you wear shoes here?"
Liu Ruxiang looked at me with contempt: "If you want to embarrass me, just say so directly. If you don't want to go into the sea of fire, just go climb the Mountain of Swords. That's fine."
I looked back at the erected wooden pole. The big blade inserted in it was shining with cold light. I didn't dare to touch that thing at all.
Fortunately, Liu Ruxiang immediately brought a basin of water and asked me to moisten my feet. After they were wet, I stood by the fire bravely.
I thought back to what the cook looked like just now. In the future, I will also inherit Master Liu’s unique skills. If I can’t break through this sea of fire, how can I convince others in the future?
I took a deep breath, gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, stepped forward and rushed over.
There was hot charcoal under my feet, and the hot temperature passed through the cuticle and into the seams of my bones. It was so hot that I could no longer stand. Then I quickly lifted myself up, spread my legs and rushed towards the other side.
One step, two steps, three steps... It took me seven steps before my feet stepped on normal ground.
I opened my eyes, gasped, and turned to look behind me. All the villagers were looking at me.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead due to nervousness, smiled calmly, and shouted loudly: "Come here, everyone, it's not hot."
Seeing that my young apprentice had also gone through the sea of fire, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old came out. Like me, he first stepped on the water basin for a while, then ran in towards the end of the fire pit, took long strides, rushed forward, and reached my side in two or three seconds.
We are all young and energetic at this age. When we saw someone of the same age rushing over without any harm, the other young people would certainly not be scared. Soon, people in their teens and twenties were all coming to my side, and the others also gave up their worries. Worries soon came over.
Even the elderly and children with limited mobility were carried and rushed by young people.
There are even some pushy people who have walked back and forth into the sea of fire several times.
If you observe carefully, you can find that the energy and energy of these people have improved a lot, and even the sleepiness and fatigue at midnight are gone.
Such people have strong energy and blood, and are afraid of dirty things. This is probably the secret of this kind of magic.
The charcoal fire slowly extinguished, and amidst the voices of the villagers chanting prayers to the gods, the white color of fish belly gradually appeared on the horizon.
This thrilling night, full of terror and hope, destined to be unforgettable for everyone, is finally over.
After so long of tossing, sleepiness has returned to everyone's mind.
Under Liu Ruxiang's inspection, people dispersed safely, returned to their homes, and fell asleep.
Liu Ruxiang was still a little worried, so she called two men to dig a big hole and bury the remaining ashes in it. Then she felt relieved and went back to the car to sleep and rest.
I also followed Uncle Mo and went back to his house to sleep.
Including us master and apprentice, the whole village slept until noon.
