When arbor and ink lotus walked to the deck, they saw a large crowd of people standing on the deck.

Maiyan is standing in front of him, overlooking the Bank of the river.

"As long as the ship stops at the ten mile wharf, it needs to meet two tall people." Maiyan said to the people, "the front is the Bank of the Duchun river. People in Chuncheng should be carrying out a large-scale sacrificial activity. There are quite a lot of people. If you can't get off the ship, don't get off the ship. "

"I can't help but want to go to see the fun. Don't go too far after getting off the boat," said the young master. We'll leave in an hour or so after we've picked up the people. Don't leave yourself behind then! "

Finish saying, still find small facial paralysis in the crowd specially, the line of sight went round on her face.

Therefore, several priests, including some students of the Royal College, who were close to Miyan's son, all looked down at him.

There was no expression on his face, but his heart was full of galloping: what's the situation? Isn't this son Yan's eyes bad, and then his eyes specially sweep over to look at Lord Qiao? It seems that our adult is doing things everywhere!

My Lord is very good at talking!

Liang Qingqing and others couldn't help chuckling, "since we're going to stay for an hour, it's quite lively ahead. Qiao Qiao, shall we get off the boat and go for a walk?"

Qiao Qiao's eyes are wide, he looks at the West and the East. He coughs a little and says, "since you want to get off the boat so much, I'll accompany you around."

People can't help but smoke the corners of their mouths and say how reluctant you are. In fact, they are very happy!

Large scale sacrifice activities in spring city are in full swing.

Many young men and women gathered around the Bank of the river with offerings on their heads, boisterous and noisy.

An old man in blue robe, who was in charge of sacrifice, held a long staff and mumbled a long string in his mouth. Then he cried aloud, "the sacrifice ceremony begins."

"Woo, woo." Heavy drum music played, accompanied by two rows of shirtless strong man "roar" call, very rhythmic sounded.

Arbor and his party boarded the Bank of the river, but they didn't squeeze in front of the crowd, so they walked along the small stall along the river.

Qi Xuanxuan couldn't help whispering, "are they doing spring festival sacrifice?"

Small facial paralysis naturally won't care about their sacrifice.

Everyone is in a good mood today. They want to buy some delicious and funny things.

Especially in Chuncheng, Qi Xuanxuan tasted the local sauce ribs, which was very good, so she bought a lot of them at one go and gave them to the people.

As they were strolling, they became more and more anxious to hear the drum music of the sacrifice.

All of a sudden, he was interrupted by a tearing cry.

They all turn their eyes to the source of the sound.

I saw a group of strong men with their arms exposed, carrying a plate of offerings to go forward.

Although the crowd is crowded, it still keeps order. When the strong men walk by, all of them are close to each other, leaving a middle road that can accommodate two people in parallel.

At this time, Qi Xuanxuan and other people saw that on the sacrificial plate, like running water, there were three animals and five grains, all kinds of rare fruits.

The cry came from the crowd. An old woman hobbled along with the sacrificial procession, reaching for the sacrificial plate several times and three times.

It's a pity that she is so small that she can't reach the big tray held on her head by the men.