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Chapter 352: Voodoo Festival


Two days later, Port-au-Prince, Haiti.The long-lost festival has brought some joy to this poor country.Although, to outsiders, Voodoo is an evil faith, and their festivals are equally frightening.However, for the Haitian people.Voodoo is the only consolation they can have in a poor and backward life, and it is only on Voodoo Day that the Haitian people forget their daily suffering and devote themselves wholeheartedly to the belief in the god Loa, dancing and celebrating the festival to please the gods.On the streets, tens of thousands of voodoo followers gather to convey the joy of Voodoo in a parade.At the front of the procession, several naked Voodoo priests beat leather drums and performed eerie dances.Behind them was a group of Voodoo believers with white paint on their faces, carrying freshly slaughtered dead pigs as a sacrifice to the god Loa.On both sides of the street, watching the procession passing, some local Haitian residents knelt on the ground, kowtowed and prayed from time to time, muttering and rubbing their hands together, praying for the blessing of the god of Loa.In addition, there are many street vendors gathered around the streets.Hanging wooden planks around their necks, a variety of cheap snacks and drinks are placed, shouting at the marching faithful.Voodoo is not only a religious ritual for believers, but also a business opportunity for many Haitians.“…… I was at the front of the parade. ”Walk through the dense crowd to a stall on the side of the street, pick up a mango and gesture to the vendor.Amanda reported her current location to the others through the radio headset.At this time, Amanda has changed a lot from when she first came to Haiti a few days ago.The entire face is obscured by a veil, revealing only a pair of eyes on the outside.In a predominantly black country like Haiti, the faces of the BSI group are too eye-catching, and they have felt strange stares from their surroundings more than once during the past few days of operation.Especially on a grand festival like Voodoo Day, several Caucasian and yellow people appeared in it, which simply told the surrounding believers that everyone was different.Therefore, in order to hide people's eyes, everyone on this trip to BSI has made disguises.Although the headscarf on his face is still conspicuous, it at least looks much more 'normal' than the original appearance of showing his face.Many people tend to just leave the headscarf on her face for a moment, and then quickly remove it.No longer looking at them all the time, as it used to be."

I've been following the crowd behind the march, and the whole procession has been longer than I expected, and I can see people joining the procession one after another."

Following the procession in front, Agent Phil turned his head to look at the fanatical Haitians behind him, and reported into the headphones."

I'm currently near the Presidential Palace, and I've gathered around a lot of people to attend the festival, and it's said that this time Voodoo Day, the new president will also join."

Frowning, sweeping through the crowd around him, Agent Zhou glanced at the small white house of the Haitian presidential palace, which was somewhat similar to the White House in Washington."

According to the procession of Voodoo in the past, the last place where people gather is the cathedral."

Angela silently glanced around the church, dancing around the huge bonfire, voodoo rituals in her mouth, and whispered."

In front of the church, the faithful will be baptized with a flame to wash away their sins and bring good luck and health to the future."

Although, in Angela's opinion, if this so-called baptism really works, then these people who participated in the march would not still be living in poverty.However, thinking about what might happen next, she couldn't help but clench her fists."

So, this is the prophesied final place?"

Standing around the church, Spike glanced up at the majestic building, a look of solemnity in his eyes.From the eyes of the psychic master, I saw more unusual places.The entire Voodoo church looked a little more dangerous than it had looked two days ago, and Spike vaguely seemed to hear a terrible scream."

That's right."

On the sidelines, I heard Spike's words.The soothsayer nodded palely, and in the bulging bag on his back, the [Voodoo Doll] crawled down his clothes into his arms, stretched out the arm formed by the wool and gently touched Joey's chin, as if trying to comfort him in this way."

Is there really no way?"

Retracting his gaze from the church, Spike turned to look at Joey, the soothsayer, and suddenly asked without a word."

This 'future' is destined to happen, and we can only watch it happen."

Shaking his head, the soothsayer also gave a somewhat strange answer.Hearing his reply, Spike reached out and touched the ring on his finger and sighed."

It's a desperate 'future.'"

Here, Spike and Joey are talking inexplicable words."

The president is out."

On the other side, in front of the presidential palace.Agent Zhou looked at the troops who suddenly came out of the Little White House and the president who came out in the car, and couldn't help but report into the headphones.With the advent of the Haitian president, the whole Voodoo festival seems to have reached some kind of small climax.From the procession, more and more believers came out and danced around the crowd.At the front of the procession, the priests, who had been beating drums, stopped their movements, and they turned to bow down to the dead pigs that the believers were carrying.“…… Daddy Legba, the guide who inhabits the crossroads, please guide us and open the door to life and death for us......

Voodoo Queen, you will re-...... the "Sacrifice while kneeling down and prostrating the sacrifice while chanting a spell in your mouth, as everyone watches."

And with the actions of these voodoo sacrifices, the eyes of the dead pig carried on the shoulders of the believers suddenly began to explode blood.Hiding in the crowd, looking at the dead pig with bloody eyes, Amanda's eyes flickered slightly.The dead pig's eyes suddenly bleed, and such a scene was extremely terrifying.However, instead of a frightened expression, the Haitian people around them who saw this scene became more fanatical, constantly kowtowing their heads and reciting the local language that people could not understand.There was a huge religious fanaticism that filled the procession.In the midst of it, Amanda feels like a small boat, ready to be swallowed up by the frenzy at any moment.