Eating big melon is so refreshing

Next, the village chief read out the sacrificial text. The content of the text was one-fourth longer than in previous years. It roughly meant that this year the weather was good, the crops in the fields were abundant, and the lives of future generations would be good, all thanks to the blessings of the ancestors.

Then the key point is that Xiao Chun'er was granted the title of Lord of Changning Township, which is an honor that the Zhao family has never had in hundreds of years. Hundreds of words are omitted here. Finally, it is hoped that the ancestors will bless them and that more and more of their descendants will be successful.

Under the guidance of the village chief, Xiao Chunya kowtowed to her ancestors, knelt down, bowed again, and burned incense. She felt a little dizzy after all the processes.

Then a group of people knelt down and worshipped with the village chief, and burned incense. Their ceremony was obviously much simpler.

The village chief acted as the master of ceremonies. When he shouted slogans and asked people to kneel in the ancestral hall, a group of women outside also knelt at the same time, which was equivalent to participating in the ancestor worship activity at the same time.

After the sacrificial ceremony, the offerings were distributed. Every family received a share, and those who had made merits would get an extra share, such as the village chief's family and Zhao Bei's family.

There is another important thing today, which is to cross out Zhao Dalang's name from the family tree, and also cross out Zhao Erniu's name. From today on, they are no longer members of the Zhao family!

Zhao Sanniu's name was moved to Zhao Wulang's, and from then on he was Zhao Wulang's son and had nothing to do with Zhao Dalang.

Every household knew what happened on the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month. They all despised Zhao Dalang for abandoning his own son Sanniu, and felt that the punishment of kicking Zhao Dalang out of the tribe was justified.

Zhao Yang felt a little sad. Her eldest son, whom she had always doted on, was so disappointing. This time he had really gone too far, so she did not say a word to plead for Zhao Dalang.

Zhao Bei told her that if they didn't kick their eldest son out of the tribe, they would not only lose their four sons and grandsons, but would also have difficulty gaining a foothold in the village.

Zhao Dalang stood behind a big tree with a lonely and dazed look on his face, staring blankly at the ancestral hall in the distance. At this moment, he truly realized that he had been driven out of his home and abandoned by his family. He couldn't help but ask himself: Why did I end up like this?

Once upon a time, he was the pride of his parents and his brothers treated him with respect. According to common sense, 70% of the family property should belong to him. However, when did all this begin to change?

"You useless coward!" Wang's eyes widened with anger and she spat fiercely, staring at the man in front of her with disdain. She never expected that Zhao Dalang would be kicked out of the family tree. This was simply a huge joke.

Zhao Dalang was like a sculpture, with no expression on his face, but his eyes seemed to be filled with ice that had not melted for thousands of years, revealing endless indifference and alienation. If it weren't for this ignorant woman who brought him years of shame (wearing a green hat) and made him the talk and laughing stock of the whole village, perhaps he would never change, and would still be a good son in the eyes of his parents and a respected elder brother in the eyes of his brothers.

"Zhao Dalang, you are a coward, you are a man without balls!" Wang Shi didn't know what stimulated her and she screamed like crazy. The next second, blood spurted out of her mouth. She fell down with a distorted and hideous face, staring with her eyes wide open, and died with her eyes open!

A thin man in a black cloak appeared in front of Zhao Dalang. His dry hands were wrapped around a silver snake that was spitting out long letters. His voice was hoarse and strange. "Zhao Dalang, do you want to change your unfair fate?"

Zhao Dalang's face was as pale as paper, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He felt that the man in front of him exuded a creepy aura, which made him feel unprecedented fear and danger.

He tried to move his feet to escape from this terrible place, but his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground and were completely out of control; he wanted to shout for help, but his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand and he could not make a sound no matter what.

What made Zhao Dalang even more terrified was that several people passed by him but ignored him, as if they could not see him at all. They neither noticed Wang's body lying on the ground nor noticed the existence of this strange man in front of them!

"Zhao Dalang, kill Zhao Chunya!" The strange man gave Zhao Dalang an order, "If you fail the mission, you will be punished, just like that woman."

Zhao Dalang left mechanically. He already had resentment towards Xiao Chunya, so it was easy for him to be brainwashed. He had a poisoned dagger in his hand. If the dagger pierced the skin, it would fester and the person would not survive for more than an hour.

The mysterious man in the black cloak let out a creepy laugh, but in the next moment, a sharp sword energy suddenly attacked and pierced through his chest. Not only that, but even the silver-shining poisonous snake wrapped around his hand was forcibly split into two pieces!

When the man in the black cloak fell heavily to the ground, his already weird face was still wearing a weird smile. A shocking bloody hole had been pierced through his chest, and blood was constantly pouring out, staining the surrounding ground red. Even at the last moment of his life, he still seemed to be unable to believe that he would die in this way.

"Ghosts and demons!" Xiao Qiulin appeared at the scene at some point, his voice full of disdain and contempt, "A fellow like you dares to claim that you are the number one expert in Xiling Country? It's really ridiculous!"

the other side

Zhao Dalang was like a walking corpse, taking stiff and mechanical steps, with a creepy zombie-like expression on his face. His appearance immediately attracted the attention and vigilance of the people around him.

"He looks so weird."

"He looks like a puppet."

The villagers were whispering to each other and subconsciously kept their distance from Zhao Dalang, as if something was going to happen.

Just as Zhao Dalang took out the dagger and rushed towards Xiao Chunya, an agile figure flashed by quickly. Zhao Dong made a move like lightning and accurately snatched the dagger. He slapped Zhao Dalang without hesitation and shouted angrily: "Are you possessed? Wake up quickly!"

Zhao Dalang was dizzy from the sudden blow, but soon he regained his dazed look. However, at this moment, a feeling of fear surged in his heart, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.

Just when Zhao Dalang was about to say something, a burst of hurried footsteps came, followed by a man shouting: "Chief, it's bad! Yang Juan and Wang were assassinated!"

This news was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone. For a moment, the scene fell into chaos and panic.