Comeback of the Abandoned Wife

The sacrifice time is getting closer and closer, and more and more people are rushing out of the city.

The appearances and dresses of sorcerers in various countries are very specific. Some countries have dark skin, which is similar to a piece of black charcoal. In some countries, the neck of the sorcerer is longer than that of ordinary people, and the nostrils of magic coins in other countries are particularly large. It's big enough to put a thumb in it. Apart from that, there are many monsters walking on the street, and there are ghosts and demons flying in the air.

Wu Ruo they are very new to the surrounding magicians. Among them, none of them saw people from such a country at the same time.

Wuzhu marveled: "Just one sorcerer test, you can see people from so many countries, as if you have traveled to all countries."

Wu Qianqing also sighed, "Yeah, even if it's not for the test, it's good to come here to see."

Hei Xunyu nodded: "Well, chance is very rare."

"Where is the food court?" Dandan is more interested in this.

Wu Ruo squeezed his little nose funnyly: "You child."

Hei Xieyu said, "After walking out of Shili, I went to the sacrifice place and walked forward to the place where the tent will be located. On the left side of the sacrifice is the food area and the right side is where the goods are sold in various countries. After the sacrifice, we can Go shopping. "

Eggs immediately said: "Go to the food area first."

"Okay." Wu Ruo nodded in agreement. When they reached the place where they sold food, they only needed to buy a little bit of food. The speed would be faster. Then they went to the place where the goods were sold to pick their favorite things slowly.

After almost half an hour, Hei Xieyu finally came to the place of sacrifice.

At this time, many people have occupied the forefront of the sacrifice stage, and the people behind can only stand behind to watch. Fortunately, the sacrifice stage is relatively high, and people standing in the distance can see the people on the stage.

Wu Qianqing asked with concern: "Tonger, do you have no spiritual power to see the figures on the stage clearly?"

They were standing a little far from the altar, and people without spiritual power could not see the people on the platform at all.

"No," Guan Tong said with a smile. "You don't have to worry about me. You just come here for fun. It doesn't matter if you can see the people above."

Wu Qianqing originally wanted to say anything, so he heard a husky voice shouting behind him: "Xiao Tong, Xiao Ruo."

Wu Ruo heard them and turned their heads, a woman with a veil standing behind them.

Guan Tong saw the ugly skin falling out of the veil by the light of his head and rejoiced, "Ghost!

Wu Ruo was curious: "Ghost, so many people here, how did you find us?"

The ghost woman smiled slightly: "Before I went to the mission, I drew an invisible tracer on Xiao Tong."

"Are the missions smooth? Will you take on missions in the future?"

"Wait for the task after the wizard has finished."

Guan Tong said, "Ghost, if you are short of money or have any difficulties, tell us that we can help you. You don't have to take risks to take on the task."

The ghost woman is unwilling to say more about taking on the task, so she will stop talking when the answer is good.

At this time, the sacrifice began.

A male shaman with colorful cloth on his body walked to the stage with a wand full of bells. His face was covered with white powder, and even the lips and eyebrows were covered with powder. Long feathers made feather hats, with bell rings on all four limbs, and jumped barefoot on the platform.

Immediately after, dozens of men and women of the same dress walked to the stage with big flat drums, tapping on the big drums and ringing bells to weave into a beautiful song. The shaman said something in his mouth, and seemed to read the ritual.

Most of the people at the scene did not understand the sacrifice he said, but everyone clearly felt that the body had changed, light and comfortable, and he felt inexplicably in a good mood.

"Look at the sky," someone cried suddenly.

Everyone heard the words, raised their heads one by one, and saw the white light drop from the sky. Snow fell like the following, first falling on the ghosts and demons flying in the air, and other light spots floating on the people standing on the ground.

"Really beautiful." Uhi reached out to catch one of the white spots, but after falling in her hands, the white spots disappeared without a trace.

Wuzhu looked at the white dots disappearing on them, and asked, "What is this?"

Guan Tong explained: "It is the white light spots that the shaman condenses the aura in the air into the human body, which can increase the spiritual power, but not many. If you don't notice it carefully, you will not feel it at all, so An effect of shaman's blessing. "

Everyone opened his mouth to pick up the white light dots, and then smashed his mouth: "Why is there no taste."

"You really eat everything." Wu Ruo patted his little **** with anger, "This is not food. What can it taste?"

He murmured a small mouth, and said to the little in the arms of the nightthorn, "Little can absorb them more and increase your spiritual power."

Wu Ruo asked "Is it good to have a small body?"

Everyone nodded: "Our bodies are too big. These spiritual forces have no effect on us, but they are very useful for small people. Maybe they can grow."

Small novel "I also feel that my body is very different."

"Really?" Wu Ruo looked at the white light in the sky with joy and depression. Most of the white light spots were absorbed by the ghosts and demons on the sky.

Echidna hugged too small: "This seat took him to the sky to absorb white light."

He flew up to the highest point in the sky and took a little white light.

After the tea, the shaman retired to the stage after reading the sacrifice. Then, a beautiful shaman wearing a gorgeous dress was like a fairy. He used spiritual power to hum a nice tune and flew down from the air. Dancing lightly, sometimes twisting like a wispy wicker, and sometimes dancing in the air like a colorful butterfly, beautiful.

"She dances so beautifully," Uhi admired.

Wu Ruo stared at the female shaman and saw a lot of spiritual power in her body through shadow stealing: "I'm more curious how she flew up. Is she a ghost or demons?"

Guan Tong explained: "They can use sounds to make them fly, just like priests, they can kill people by sound."

Wu Zhu looked at Guan Tong in surprise. "Mother, how do you know the shaman so much?"

Guan Tong laughed: "I used to practice in the Shamans. I stayed there for about two months before I left the Shamans. I don't know them very well."

Wu Ruo stared at the female shaman for a while.

After the dance, everyone applauded fiercely, and many people shouted, "It looks good."

After the white light spots disappeared, the spiny cockroach flew down and handed it to Wu Ruo.

Wu Ruo asked quickly: "Little, how do you feel?"

A little smile broke out, "I feel very comfortable."

Wu Ruo asked carefully, "Will you grow up?"

"do not know"

"Such a little is fine." Hei Xieyu put Xiao Xiao on his shoulder: "Do you want to watch the shaman parade?"

Wu Ruo asked: "Will their parade activities increase everyone's spiritual power as before?"

"No. Guan Tong answered.

"Then I take the eggs to buy food, do you want to come with us or to see the goods of other countries?"

Hei Xietang immediately said: "I took Xiaoxi to see the goods."

After speaking, he pulled Uhi away and disappeared into the crowd in an instant.

Wu Qianqing and Guan Tong also planned to go to see the goods, and Youyu chose to buy food for the children with Wu Ruo.

"Where is the ghost woman?" Wu Ruo asked.

From the beginning of the ritual, the ghost woman who has not spoken seems to have not heard his question, staring blankly at the ritual stage.

Wu Ruo tried to call her again, "Ghost?"

The ghost woman still didn't agree.

Wu Ruo followed her eyes, the shaman of the sacrificial stage had come down from the stage, and stood on the platform that was only half as high as the sacrificial stage. Then he saw that the former male shaman was talking to a handsome man In the words.

Is the ghost looking at the male shaman, or is he looking at that man?

Wu Ruo looked at Hei Xuan, and asked with a mouth-shaped voice, "Do you know the male shaman and the man around him?"

Hei Shao shook his head.

Wu Ruo asked again, "Have you ever touched a male shaman?"

Hei Shao shook his head again.

"Ghost?" Guan Tong patted the ghost's shoulder with concern. "What happened to you?"

The ghost-wife seemed to be electrocuted, hurriedly withdrawing her gaze, and quickly touched her face, showing pain in her eyes.

"Ghost?"

The ghost woman slowly looked back and said dumbly, "I'm fine.

Wu Ruo raised his eyebrows: "Are you unwell? Would you like us to send you back to rest?"

"No, I want to visit here again." The ghost woman reluctantly looked to the altar again, and saw the male shaman and the man off the stage together, she rushed out, but just two steps away Stay on foot.

"No, I can't go." She shook her head in despair.

Guan Tong worried about catching up: "Ghost, what's wrong with you?"

The ghost woman looked at Guan Tong blankly, and then returned to God, saying, "Where are you going now? I will go with you.

Wu Ruodao: "We young people and children are going to the food court to buy food. My mother and my father are going to sell goods. Where are you going?"

"I'll go with them, Xiaotong."

"it is good."

Wu Ruo and Hei Xieyu turned around and left until they couldn't see the ghost women, and Wu Ruo asked Hei Xieyu: "Are you a male shaman and a man around him?"

Hei Xieyu said: "The city owner is not a Shaman, it is impossible to dress up as a shaman and run to the ritual. Moreover, the white powder on Shaman's face, who knows who he is.

"It's also." Wu Ruo stared at Heishuan's face: "If you put on a face and stand on a high platform in the distance, I certainly can't recognize it. So the ghost is looking at the man next to Shaman, but It ’s not like the owner of the city, my grandfather? ”

Hei Xingyu tickled his lips: "Think of the master."

The great spiritual master is more than 400 years old and not yet as young.

Wu Ruo "..."