Chapter 4422 The Shame of the Family

Without a word of communication, they already understood each other.

When everyone was standing, Higurashi glanced at the girls with a stern expression.

"Today is the annual grand ceremony of the high priest. You can stay in the temple and live a free and prosperous life all for this day. That's enough on weekdays. No mistakes are allowed today. Otherwise, you will suffer the consequences Clear. Do you understand everything?"

"Understood."

All the girls responded in unison.

On the way there, Qian'er asked Lianhua in a low voice: "What will happen if something goes wrong during the ceremony?"

"She will be stripped of her status as a maidservant of the gods and driven home."

"That's it?"

"Isn't this enough?" Lianhua looked ahead. Seeing that Higurashi hadn't noticed, she lowered her voice and said, "Let me tell you, being chosen to be a maidservant to the gods is also an honor for the family. If you are not old enough, If you are kicked back, you will be regarded as a shame by your family, and your fiancé's family will be the same."

Qian'er shook her head secretly.

The people of the Wu tribe are so obsessed with believing in a so-called god that they have never seen before and is only an illusory thing in legends.

Lianhua added: "Fortunately, neither of us are serious servants of the gods, so it won't be a big deal if we don't leave in the afternoon. Sister, don't worry."

Qian'er is not worried about herself, but she is a little worried that Lianhua will be implicated.

So, she planned to go on her own.

When we arrived at the sacrificial venue, everything went according to plan.

The high priest appeared solemnly wearing a long robe and holding a staff.

Although I didn't take the training seriously, I could get by just by following the other maidservants and gesticulating. ,

When the high priest came, he glanced at the group of girls in white dresses.

All the women were dressed exactly the same, and their faces were covered. With the high priest's old eyesight, it was difficult to tell who was who.

But for some reason, Qian'er just felt that when the high priest looked at her, he seemed to stay for a moment longer.

Qian'er calmly walked at the back of the girls.

They spent the whole morning in constant worship and various rituals.

The full sun is empty.

Even though it was a crisp autumn day, being exposed to the sun all morning was enough.

Qian'er twisted her fingers in her heart and stayed up until noon, when the ceremony was suspended.

In the front, Higurashi led the girls away from the sacrificial venue. The door at the back immediately opened, and thousands of Uzbek people rushed in, trying to occupy the most powerful position closest to the gods.

It is said that during the annual high priest ceremony, the gods will lead the generals on the altar. The further forward, the closer they are to the gods.

If the Uzbek people have any wishes, they put them forward at this time. The closer they are, the gods can hear them and help them realize them.

The scene of more than a thousand people pouring in was comparable to a gold rush.

Qian'er looked back, feeling very happy.

The messier the better.

She could leave while there was chaos.

During rest time, they cannot eat anything even if they are hungry.

Qian'er and Lianhua had a steamed bun with a big goose egg on the bottom, but they didn't think anything of it.

The other maidservants who served the gods were probably used to it, and they all sat quietly. Some looked out at the tribesmen who were rushing in to worship, while others leaned together in twos and threes and whispered.

After Higurashi gave them a few words, they went to the high priest.

It's now.

Lianhua winked fiercely at Qian'er, but Qian'er's attention was on Zhaohui.

Sure enough, Zhaohui got up immediately, frowned, and said to the girl beside her: "Ahua, I suddenly have a stomachache."