At the head was a man with a huge crown of feathers on his head, a white robe, jewels around his neck, and a golden scepter.
He sat majestically on a huge and incomparably finely crafted chair, under which were attached four long wooden poles painted with red and white patterns, carried by eight men, and the stars held the moon in a majestic manner.
I'm afraid this is equivalent to the emperor's chase, this spectrum is big enough, and the king of Shu has a fight.
Pakar walked at the front of the procession, showed the way for the people, and pointed at me from afar, saying, "Great priest, that is, the god who came out of the well, for the place where we have been offering sacrifices is not right, and the well hidden on the top of the mountain is the holy well."
Pakar spoke vigorously, but I saw that the priest's face was no longer black.
This Pakar really doesn't have any heart, straight, he doesn't want to think about which place is designated as a holy well, it is not a matter of the priest's words, in the end, he is deceiving everyone, fooling the people.
When he said that the place where the sacrifice was offered was wrong, did he not question the authority of the priests?
I never believed that priests could collude with the heavens, and I always thought that they were no different from the gods, but they relied on some small skills to deceive the people, or take the opportunity to collect money, or seek power, in short, they relied on deception to eat.
I saw that the priest's posture did not seem to have come to meet me, but that he had come to meet me.
Looks like I'm going to have to pay attention to it.
As I thought about it, I was put down from the position that was sitting ten paces away in front of me.
The priest had a gloomy face, slammed his scepter to the ground, and asked sharply, "Where did you come from, how dare you come here to pretend to be the rain god?"
Pakal on the side was anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly explained: "You are mistaken, he is not a monster, he is the god of rain, and he is the god of rain that we have to sacrifice and serve every year."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was pushed to the ground by several samurai beside him with leopard heads, leopard skins, and spears, unable to move.
My brows furrowed, and I said in a majestic tone: "The bold god came to you, just to see if you are really as pious as you showed during the sacrifice, but I didn't expect the deity to arrive, and you don't recognize it with your naked eyes, and you still say such disobedient words, so you just wait for the disaster to come."
The priest took the scepter and pointed it at me, shouting, "He is a demon, don't listen to his nonsense, go and take him down for me" The dozen or so people next to me were stunned by the situation in front of them, although they didn't see me climb up from the well, but they also witnessed me jumping directly from a tree more than ten feet high, so in their hearts they believed that I was the god of rain.
And now, the priest who had been obedient to them said that I was a demon, and for a moment they did not know who to believe, and stood beside me without moving.
But the spear-wielding warriors were absolutely obedient to the priests, and when they saw that they did not move, they pounced on me directly.
I frowned, and with a wave of my robe, I threw them out, and fell to the ground so hard that my spears were thrown out of my hands.
The priest was taken aback, and there was a palpable look of horror on his face.
"Let Pakar go," I raised my voice, exclaiming.
The two men who pressed him trembled with fright and hurriedly let go.
I wanted to let the priest go, but I didn't expect him to shake his sleeves and send a hidden weapon, I used the sleeve of my robe to meet a roll, and took the hidden weapon, which caused a burst of exclamation.
I took the hidden weapon in my hand and looked at it, and it turned out to be a curved palm-sized scimitar.
This thing is not a mundane thing at first glance, its blade is made of obsidian, the blade is thin and transparent, extremely sharp, and flashes with a mysterious black light; The handle is made of animal bones, and the hollow is inlaid with red, blue, and green gemstones, which is exquisite and luxurious.
This knife can't be a ritual weapon for his sacrifice, it's pretty good.
Supposedly, I shouldn't have accepted other people's guys for dinner, but since everyone has sent them to the door, I won't be embarrassed to accept them if I don't leave more than I can give face.
Thinking of this, I snorted and teased, "This knife is good, I'll take it."
I didn't do it all because I liked it, but because I wanted to give him a step.
If the priest is an acquaintance, he will accept it when he sees it, and don't do anything crooked for the sake of his own face, and I can let him go; If you don't know each other, then don't blame me for being rude.
Everyone in front of them looked dumbfounded, and the priest's facial expression was even more complicated, twisted into a ball, and his eyes revealed undisguised horror and horror.
People are self-aware, and this priest may have been in a high position for a long time, holding the power of life and death of many people, and he was suddenly slapped in the face, so he couldn't hang up, and he didn't know how to go down the steps, he didn't know how to advance or retreat, thinking that he could take me down if there were many people, so he shrank his back on the chair and pointed at me and shouted: "He is the devil, I, as the son of the sun, order you to go up together, take him down for me" I really don't know what to do.
I didn't feel angry, and subconsciously stretched out my palm and pointed to the back, and the "Great Child of the Sun" was sucked vigorously from my seat and grabbed by my side.
Everyone, including the priest himself, didn't see clearly, let alone understand what was going on, and it was already the current situation.
When the people saw that the priest was in my hands, the exclamation was deafening, and they fell to their knees.
Suddenly, a commotion rushed to my nostrils, and when I looked down, it turned out that the priest was incontinent, and the yellow urine was dripping to the ground.
I put him down, threw him on the ground, and shouted, "Are you guilty?"
This time the priest was much wiser, but he was shaking like chaff and could not speak.
I faced everyone and said aloud: "The priest is the spokesman of God, but this person has violated the contract with God, acted arbitrarily, and poisoned living beings, I came today to give him a chance to change, but he did not cherish it, so I decided to cancel his spokesman qualification."
The priest suddenly didn't know where he got the strength, hugged my thigh, and begged: "Great, great rain god Chuk, you can't, you can't do this to me, you must know that every year I give you a wife, give you jewelry, I am loyal, heaven and earth can be learned."
I frowned, what kind of wife to marry Thinking that I was moved, the priest pointed to the crowd and added, "If you don't believe me, ask them."
My gaze swept over the faces of the people, and no one dared to answer, and when I met Pakar's gaze, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Great rain god Chuk, he is right, before, the priest said that the holy well behind the temple of the sun is where you live, and said that you like women, so every year you dress up a young girl as a bride and send her to the well, and she also marries a lot of jewelry." t1706231537: