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Back home, already in the afternoon. After the net hand is closed, Liang Feng offers off the hunting and replaced the mysterious end. This is a dress that will wear when the princes are sacrificed, and the metaphthalmic ribs are very elegant. Wearing a mysterious end, wearing a commission, he took Liang Rong to the house temple.

The Han Dynasty was prevailed in the grave, and it was equipped with extravagance. Therefore, the Jin Dynasty banned the construction of a temple, only the princes of Canola Temple. Liang family is a pavilion, naturally there is also a temple, you can give "less prison", that is, the sheep, pigs sacrificed the ancestors. The animals have long prepared, along with the wilders from the grains and field huntings, together with the altar.

Although the people are thin, the ceremonies of the sacrifices can not be less, according to the rules, the ancestors and mountains, after the five days, the day has been in the last link of the Last Safarity.

Wearing the neighborhood of the servants, Liang Feng came to the garden. At this moment, you look down on the floor, a high platform, which is standing. Tall the body, wearing a bear skin, Xuan Yi Zhu Ying, with a murderer, golden gun, one hand holding a spear, and the other hand holds a strong shield, it is like a ghost of the world.

This is the main sacrifice of Fang Xiang, for the big ceremony. Next to him, it is a child of the 12-head comb, is a scorpion, all kinds of red saponis, holding drums, playing twelve beasts. There are twelve servants from the periphery, the horses, the fire, and reluctant.

The people in the encyclopedia, Liang Fengxin stepped on the floor. Standing in front of the wooden railings, he highly said: "The Bai is old, driven by the community!"

The voice is just falling, the dull drums, the number sounds, and the square high-high raises the spear and shields in the hands, it seems to be dancing, and it seems to be fighting with unknown ghosts. His action, loudly, drink: "Hey! Hey!"

This is scared of the evil spirits. Dance is ancient, and it is simple, but in the rustic, it has revealed a sinister. Only because of the line, it is not those gods that jump the gods. This ceremony is designed to drive remove the disaster. All people involved, they are worried, and firmly believe and pay attention to their responsibilities. Such an emotion is in one place, which naturally can give birth to the heart.

The drums and the sound are getting loud and almost deafening, with this voice, all the thresholds are open. Liangfu, Tianzhuang, Farmers, and even far away, the door is open. After walked around the yard, the square danced to the distance, they had to walk along the road, pass through each household, took away the corpse and relieved the cold. Those farmers have not allowed to stand, like to meet the true gods, respectful.

This is not easy. However, holding a heavy spear, a big shield, and his party did not stay in a step. The sky has dull, the twelve fires have been in the knight in the door of the door, they took the fire, and they did not hesitate to say horses. Just put the fire into the distant river, all the efforts will be taken away by the river.

The fire sparkles and turns disappeared. The shocking drums stopped, but the cheers came faint, getting bigger and bigger, it seems that the entire field is singing in Qi. In this era, there is no firecracker, and there is no fixed Spring Festival ceremony, but this big is more festive than any ceremony.

Listening to the joy of the ear of the ear, Liang Peng Long called out: "Find a banquet."

After the big feast is a big feast, every household must have a rich and delicious, full of food. It may not be quiz in us, but it is very rare in the state of the disaster, but it is very rare. However, Liangfu has up and down, each household has two pounds of horse meat, and there is a wild in the army. There is less grains in the warehouse. There is bacon in your hands, and there is a Lord who is willing to remove the disaster. Is there anything possible?

In the Zhenghua, it also prepares the hot meal. Because I have to eat the wild taste of the new hunt, Liang Feng has already told the kitchen and got a few small copper elbows. The kettle is filled with charcoal fire, and the kettle is placed in the pheasant, the fungus, the fungus, and the high soup, then marinate the deer with ginger, rice wine, cut into thin slices, and the rare bean sprouts in winter, the vegetables, radish put together , The end of the dish of the coated garlic is positive in front of the disc.

Tired a day, Liang Rong sat next to the case, curiously looked at the raw meat, the soup in the pot, asked: "Afather, is this going to eat deer?"

Raw meat is , has been in ancient times. The so-called "food is not tired, it is not tired", those practices that cut the meat into thin films can be called.

Liang Feng smiled: "Winter is not raw, as long as these pieces, vegetables, vegetables, placed in the soup, can be cooked in the moment. So hot, the most appropriate."

I have never seen such a way of eating, Liang Rongdon is coming, but the Affilia does not start the chopsticks, he can't start, just like the soup in the pot. After a moment, I only listened to the footsteps outside the house. He looked up, seeing the goblin of the hetero.

Why is he coming? Liang Rong did not consciously frowned, and two adults did not pay attention to him.

Yealing in the house, leaning over the ritual: "The main public, the fire has pushed into the river."

Liang Feng's first: "Today, the ceremony, hard you."

Today, playing in the stage today is the game. Holding a heavy spear and shield, but also don't stop dancing, calling, and walking in the middle of the government, this activity can imagine, let alone, there is more hunting back to a leopard.

"Pray for the main public, there is nothing to suffer." The sweat on the head is not faded, but the eyes are firmly staring on the people in front of the people. The solemn-ended end has already replaced, and Liang Feng has resumed the soul dress in the past. However, whether there is a hunting or dress, or in front of you, there is no damage to the pair of faces. The main public belt him hunting, lives him dance, is there anything more serious than this?

I have been used to playing this look, Liang Feng smiled: "Sit down with us to dinner."

"Thanks to the Lord!" The game is immediately got up, and after sitting on the side of the case. This is the family feast after the big, the main public invites him to go, isn't it because he is a family?

Liang Rong couldn't help but have grown eyes, Afdues made this Capricorn? Why don't this guy don't go to the army, don't you come to participate in him and the Father's home banquet? However, how do you say anything in your heart, a good tutor also makes the little guy have no way, but only caught the clothes.

Liang Feng did not forget Liang Rong, and the rain road served by the servo: "Don't let Rong Er yourself to meat, help him get into the bowl. Garlic oil is also small, ."

He told this, he turned his head to the game: "You have a meat, boiling in the kettle, the meat is white can be used. If you think it is not hot, you can add some garlic oil yourself."

Both sides have met it, and Liang Feng will raise the chopsticks and put the sloga meat to the high soup. The meat is rolled up, and the meat is mixed, gently put it in the garlic dish, put it in the mouth. This is the most fatty piece of the deer, infiltrating ginger rice, smashing, the entrance is ionized, only the rich incense.

In the winter, it is this to eat hot pot. Satisfied, Liang Feng looked up, and then found a big little staring at him, not laughing: "The style is somewhat novel, but the taste is very good. Some use it."

Looking at Liangfeng's rubbing lip lips, Ying Yan did not consciously swallow the saliva, only feel that the feelings of hungry in the abdomen fire. No longer hesitated, he clips a big meat. Liang Rong looked at the eyes of the eyes, and the low descent, and started to eat the meat of the rain. Chewing two, I feel sweet than all the meat eating in the day, not coming to the father.

A father is really understanding! He also put a few small bird eggs here, must be prepared for him. If you don't have this guild.

Also happy, the little guys have a complex food to eat the dishes.



Sima Hao stepped into the inner temple, and he worked nothing on his body, but a mysterious jewery. Although Luoyang is surrounded, it is still a month, but the bay is still missing. On the contrary, there are His Majesty, how much can also beat the people in the city.

I won't win a game, and there was also an attacked Changan. Or the ancestral magazine is clever, the thorns, Liu Shencai, and faithful to the country, as long as the river king's heart is afraid, recall Zhang Fang, this kind of battle will win.

I think of my heterogeneous brothers, Sima Hao couldn't help but hit the fist. Since the killing of Qi Wang, Sima Ying is getting more arrogant, in the city of the city, the political government is still not enough, but also wants to kill the Queen's father and Huangfu, and even don't ask the river Wang sent people to hurry. In this way, what is the difference between Zhao Wang, Qi Wang, etc.

The court has been truky the soldiers, and the wolf is four, the people are not talking. If the court is able to pay attention to the power, the hundred officials are at home, and naturally can save this shake the world. However, the prior to dispatching Wang Di, still failed to say motivation. Ning Ken's flesh is disabled, Ning Kenwei is forced to court, and he is not willing to give up his rights. If you let him enter Luoyang, can you still be safe? Can the court still stable?

No matter what, he must also hold Luoyang!

Although the heart is full of worry, Sima Hao is still as always, sitting before the case. On the case of the case, the net is the chapter of the Chartered. He has ordered several times, and the palace woman used his hand to the merits. Also let the men over the age of thirteen have allocated the boy, slave, and let the king public open. Such a variety of measures have to be worn, willing to die. The military is available, Luoyang will not be broken by the enemy, as long as she keeps the same day ...

A mess of messy footsteps suddenly came, and the hall of the hall was blocked, and a blush of the blood called: "Lord! Effus ..."

Have not finished, a long gun is from the harace. The soldier Zhang Zhang has a mouth, the blood is built from the mouth, slowly falls on the ground. The temple is completely pushed away, crossing the body of the person, a few of the armor, the temple of the handful knife, rushed in.

"Dado! Now that Luoyang doesn't rush to the people, rice grain is all broken, all from the chaos. Please ask the Dado to follow the next, please open the city, stop the soldiers!"

Sima Hao's eyes are angry, looking at these familiar faces: "Who let you come ?!"

"Nature is a hundred officials in the city!" One of the neutralizes will be tender, "Dadojun is only responsible for the war, regardless of the human life, is it hoped?"

"Ha ha ha ..." Sima Hao laughed, "If it is the king of Chengdu to Luoyang, can Baifu to leave a life? Do you forget Zhao Wanglun, Qi Wang ?! Winning these people The laughter is full of resentment, full is not sweet, let people hear the cold straight. Those temples do not dare to hesitate, one, hold the Sima Hao: "Most of the supervisor, you, you, as long as you Sin of sin, he will definitely spare you ... "

Rao? Of course, the Majesty will spare him, but the Mashan, who is lost, will send him? Will people who will start behind the Temple, will it be rare? Big rivers, why do you want to destroy these rape? He has worked for a long time, but it is folded behind the small man in his hands. It is not sweet!

On the head, the end of the head rolled into the ground, and the dirty clothes were contaminated with blood, but the people in the temple, there was no one.

At night, Sima Hao was imprisoned in Jin Yucheng, which was held in the cold palace that had passed countless Sima.

The author has something to say: It must be said that in Sima's idiots, Sima Hao is really a very good.

"Jin Shu" has a comment: "Changsha material is absolutely, faithful, voted to shoot the door, falling to the sound of the police; Yichang Wei, the wind of the martyrs. Although the Nine number of Nine, The three feelings do not live. Strocerate the festival, the end is considerable. "