In Anqiu City, the Zhu family was running around anxiously.

Five thousand troops of the bald shaman wolf suddenly came to the city. They were caught off guard and almost let them rush into the city.

Fortunately, the third uncle of the Zhu family ordered the city gate to be locked in time. He held the white jade flute, the Zhu family's magic weapon, and sacrificed his essence and blood. He released magical sound waves and sat at the top of the city to fight against the bald witch wolf.

He is the only amazing warrior in the Zhu family. Equipped with a magic weapon, he is enough to fight against the bald-haired witch wolf.

There are also several elders of the Zhu family who are top experts. They carry a large number of talismans to eliminate the evil spirits of the enemy and fight to the death on the city wall.

"How did you come to Anqiu?"

"Has there been a change in Gaomi?"

Zhu Xiazhi looked anxious and immediately sent out scouts from the east side to Gaomi to call for rescue.

However, before they had gone a mile, a monk appeared, with a face like a crown of jade, sitting cross-legged on a huge futon, wielding three swords at the same time, and said calmly: "Go back, tell the Zhu family, and surrender immediately."

When the scout saw the monks blocking his way, he quickly fled back to the city to report the news.

When Zhu Xiazhi heard this, his pupils were shocked: "Is there still an evil cultivator in the Tufa clan?"

"Unlike the evil cultivator, he didn't hurt me. He seems to be a righteous cultivator." The scout said.

"Why do orthodox monks help Bald Hair?" Zhu Xiazhi said angrily.

The eldest son Zhu Boliang said solemnly: "The Seven Friends of Lushan have publicly declared that Tufa has a destiny. This person must be a monk from the Lushan lineage."

"No wonder they arrived here silently and unexpectedly... What should we do now?" Zhu Xiazhi was extremely worried.

Zhu Boliang said: "The enemy took a detour and made a surprise attack. Gaomi will definitely not know about it. If we can't get the news out, we will be isolated and helpless..."

"There are monks in the enemy, so Anqiu may not be able to defend..."

Zhu Xiazhi murmured: "Although monk Na Lushan helps baldness, he may not take action directly."

"Uncle San is still fighting fiercely on top of the city. Let's take a look at the situation first."

Seeing that his father still wanted to defend his position, Zhu Boliang said anxiously: "I wonder, father, do you want to serve the country or the family?"

"..." Zhu Xiazhi rubbed the jade pendant around his waist vigorously and looked at the prefect's seal again.

In a daze, he hesitated, and the phrase "A gentleman is like bamboo, he would rather break than bend" echoed in his mind.

At first, he wanted to move south, but the Zhu family had no foundation in the south, and the first-class aristocratic family and top nobles left first, leaving behind a large amount of land and industry, which was basically given to them for free.

Many second- and third-rate wealthy families stayed to share the fortune, and the Zhu family also took a large share of the pie, and then they stopped leaving.

Later, when the situation in Qingzhou deteriorated, the family monk called back Master Shiliu. After Master Shiliu was gone, he wanted to move south again.

However, a young man appeared, rode through the camp, burned all their baggage carriages, and captured his daughter.

After that, the situation on the Gaomi frontline improved, and my daughter replied to the letter, saying that she was working in Gaomi. Not long ago, there was news that the Tufa clan would be destroyed, and she asked him not to worry.

In this way, Zhu Xiazhi gave up the idea of ​​moving south. He never thought that an enemy would suddenly attack today.

Anqiu is surrounded and helpless, should we still defend it?

"Father! Please make a decision early!" Zhu Boliang said urgently.

"What do you think?" Zhu Xiazhi frowned.

Zhu Boliang said bitterly: "Father, you are the head of the family. Whether it is fighting or surrendering, the children will obey your orders."

"If there is a war, and the family still has a magical weapon, we should immediately ask for divine power to help Third Uncle defeat the enemy."

"If we surrender, we should act immediately, bear the thorns to plead guilty, and open the city to surrender, so as not to hurt the bald witch wolf and anger the other party."

"Anyway, fathers need to make up their minds as soon as possible! Don't hesitate!"

Zhu Xiazhi was still hesitating. He wanted to surrender, but when the time came, he could not make up his mind.

However, after listening to his son's words, he thought for a while and said: "Although the family has the tools to communicate with the gods, it does not have the gift of communicating with the gods. The God Rigel has too high a divinity to be considered worthy of ordinary worship."

The ancestor of the Zhu family once followed Anpinghou, one of the twenty-eight generals of Yuntai, in the southern and northern wars. Later, Anpinghou made him a god and made him a star in the sky. He was none other than the god Rigel.

Afterwards, the Zhu family received many benefits and had a magic weapon to communicate with the gods.

However, Erbasu is a god with a noble personality, and is an existence on the same level as the gods. If the Zhu family does not have a touching ceremony to meet him, it is impossible to invite the gods to take action.

"Father, do you know that gods are getting married?" Zhu Boliang said suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhu Xiazhi was excited and sat upright.

Yes, there is also this trick.

Ordinary offerings to gods are frowned upon, but getting married is another matter.

In the past, villages that were hit by disasters often wanted to pray to the gods for help, but could not come up with decent sacrifices. At this time, there was an option. In most cases, they were all-purpose sacrifices, and that was men and women with boyish bodies.

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Of course, it also depends on the specific requirements of the gods. If some gods don't want it or don't like it, then the sacrifice will be in vain.

Many people have offered sacrifices to no effect, but some have been effective, because most people rely on magic...

However, the Zhu family has a tool to communicate with the gods and can ask the gods in detail about their requests.

"Hurry and prepare! Open the altar and offer sacrifices to marry the gods." Zhu Xiazhi directly handed over the task to his son.

Zhu Boliang pursed his lips and whispered: "Father, has he decided to... fight?"

"Well...you need to channel the spirit first." Zhu Xiazhi was noncommittal.

He wanted to take one step at a time, but Zhu Boliang had no choice but to take action immediately.

The confession was quickly made, all three animals were prepared, a jade carving was placed on a high place, and everyone bowed and kowtowed.

Under the curling green smoke, Zhu Boliang soon fell into a trance, as if he had arrived in an ethereal place.

There was nothing there, only a magnificent white light, and a tall figure standing there, looming, and as powerful as a mountain.

Among the stars above its head, the Rigel star appears. In the center of the star star, three extremely bright stars shine side by side like pearls. They are Rigel, Rigel, and Rigel.

Of course, Zhu Boliang knew that this was not the real deity, but just an incarnation of him who listened to the appeals of the world.

This incarnation is equivalent to a spiritual magic weapon that can handle communication with countless people at the same time. It is also called the spiritual dharma body.

After Zhu Boliang communicated with him for a while, he withdrew from the sleep-like scene.

"What's going on? Are the gods willing to get married?" Zhu Xiazhi asked quickly.

Zhu Boliang shook his head, which made Zhu Xiazhi sigh.

The gods that the Zhu family knows are too noble, which is not a good thing. Our status is too low, so it would be easier to get acquainted with gods of middle and lower status.

But then Zhu Boliang said: "The god does not want to fight against the destiny, but for the sake of my ancestors of the Zhu family, he is willing to take my noble daughter of the Zhu family as a concubine, and then sends an oracle to keep my Zhu family safe."

"This..." Zhu Xia was shocked.

He has only one daughter, and she is also the only noble daughter of the clan who has not left the imperial court.

Do you want to marry a god as a concubine? Zhu Xiazhi hesitated for a moment. Marrying a god means that he will never see his daughter again. At most, she will entrust her to him in dreams in the future.

However, he immediately felt relieved. His daughter would eventually get married. In these troubled times, he had never thought about which family to marry his daughter to, just because he was weighing things.

From the perspective of family interests, marrying Miaohan to the gods seems to be an excellent choice. From now on, the Zhu family will be the in-laws of the gods, and they will definitely be safe in troubled times.

"However, Miao Han is far away in Gaomi. We couldn't get the news to Gaomi, so we asked God for help. How can we marry a girl?" Zhu Xiazhi frowned.

Zhu Boliang said: "This is not a problem. My parents ordered the matchmaker to make a marriage contract with the gods first, so there is no need for her to be present."

"If the marriage contract is certain, the oracle will come to the bald wizard wolf and tell him to retreat. Even if he has destiny, he would not dare not betray the god's face."

After Zhu Xiazhi heard this, he nodded repeatedly: "Then we will do this and make an agreement quickly to let the barbarians retreat."

Having made up his mind, the Zhu family quickly got busy.

Lanterns and colorful decorations were put on, and the shrine was built high, turning the entire Zhu Mansion into a festive place covered with red silk.

Zhu Xiazhi and the eldest lady sat in the high hall, facing the jade sculpture of the god and bowing several times.

Not to mention that Miaohan was not needed for this matter, and even Yueqin was not involved.

According to etiquette, Miaohan had only one 'mother', who was Zhu Xiazhi's wife. As for Yueqin, she was just a concubine. Even if Miaohan was her biological child, she could only be called 'aunt'.

Of course, because Zhu Xiazhi loves the musical instrument deeply, Miaohan can address his biological mother without following the etiquette in informal situations as long as he is not in front of the eldest lady.

Nowadays, marriage between gods is the most solemn occasion, and everything follows etiquette.

Zhu Xiazhi and his wife made a marriage contract with the gods according to the orders of their parents.

Gods marry, and heaven acts as matchmaker!

In an instant, auspicious clouds gathered in Zhu Mansion, and joy reverberated endlessly.

The third uncle of the Zhu family, who was fighting the bald witch wolf on the front line, was covered in blood. When he heard the sound of joy coming from behind him, he couldn't help but be shocked.

There was a bloody battle at the top of the city, with corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowing like rivers... It can be said that it was completely devastated.

Suddenly hearing such a sound, the third uncle of the Zhu family could not tell whether it was joy or sorrow.

Looking back, Zhu Mansion in the distance was all red, as if a big happy event was being held!

"Ah?" The third uncle of the Zhu family was confused.
To be continued...