Power of Money
Chapter 1277

Wei Song was directly stunned.

F*ck you!

As Wei Feng's younger brother, his family was also important in Wei City. When he was born, he had a golden spoon in his mouth and was worshipped by countless people. What he had been exposed to was the traditional etiquette...

"When have I ever been scolded like this?"

"And he scolded her so harshly."

Now Wei Song felt like his heart was blocked by a stone.

He wanted to swear back the words that he had tried his best to say.

"You, you get out of here! Get out..."

"F**k you." Jason said faintly.

"How dare you!"

"What the f*ck are you talking about!"

Pu!

A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of Wei Song's mouth.

He pointed at Jason. His face was purple and blue, and his eyes were wide open. His body was crumbling, and he was about to fall to the ground.

"Are you still trying to blackmail me?"

Jason frowned and said, "You've seen so much.

I didn't even touch you. Don't cling to me."

"Young master!"

At this time, a group of people ran over and held Wei Song's body.

"You, you just wait and see. I'll make your life a living hell!"

Wei Song took his last breath and threatened Jason, and then he was taken away by someone.

"Don't look at me like that. I didn't do anything. You can testify for me." Jason waved his hand and looked innocent.

He followed Wei Zipei to Wei Xiaohan's seat.

Their position was close to the stage, but compared with Wei Song's group, there was still a long way to go.

The two just sat down and didn't have time to speak.

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Loud drumbeats filled the air!

At the same time, firecrackers were fired.

Under everyone's gazes, dozens of hundred year old men raised their heads high and widened their strides. They walked to the high platform in the middle of the plaza and sat on the plush chair one by one. These elders' auras were steady and steady like mountains. Not a single one of them revealed their age. Instead, they were all full of life and blood, the older the stronger!

This was the largest batch of elders who were still alive in the Wei family.

He had once been in charge of the Wei clan and Wei City. He had children everywhere, including Wei Xiaohan's grandfather and the forefather of the Wei clan.

The one sitting in the middle was the current Master of the Wei Family, who was also Wei Zipei's grandfather. He looked to be 100 years old, but his eyes were clear and he looked mighty and dignified! The drumbeats and firecrackers stopped at the same time.

On the vast old square of the Taixing Mountain, there was a solemn atmosphere.

"The elders of the Heavenly Guards are still young. Every year, there are more sacrifices than in previous years. The descendants are extraordinary, and the younger generations are the most outstanding among the people."

The Wei family head stood up, his eyes blazing like torches as he swept his gaze across the square with a hint of satisfaction.

His voice was not very loud, but everyone in the ancient square could hear him clearly. Jason suspected that this square should have been designed with some ancient echoes. He had seen similar news before, and today, he came to the scene in person. He had to admit that his ancestor was smart and skillful.

"Very well," he said. "I thought our clan wouldn't be involved in this ceremony. Now that Zi Pei is here, it's hard to say what will happen."

Wei Xiaohan was very excited at this time. He saw Wei Zipei and Jason appear at the same time, and her daughter's complexion was even better than before she fell ill, which proved that Jason had cured her daughter's illness. Once her daughter recovered, she would definitely change the current situation and gain new hopes for their family!

Wei Zipei didn't sit with her sister. She just sat next to Jason, looking at the center of the square with her eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

However, Wei Ziqian's gaze continued to sweep across the two of them. He did not speak and his expression was also very calm.

At this time, the head of the Wei family spoke again.

"Although the clan meeting this year is the same as it has been a thousand years ago, and the days don't change at all, everyone knows that some minor incidents have happened, which leads to the beginning of the Ancestor Worship Ceremony today. Fortunately, the matter has been settled. Now, it's time to begin!"

In the family head's announcement, a group of people wearing traditional Chinese clothing, but with ghost masks in the valley, accompanied by strange music played, jumped from a corner of the valley.

They came to the center of the square and set up a bonfire. After the bonfire was lit, they began to dance around the fire in the most primitive way. They threw all the paper men, which represented ominous things, into the fire. The fire was getting stronger and stronger.

"This is the Wu-repelling Ceremony. At the end of the new spring every year, the clansmen will pray that Wei City will be safe and sound in the coming year and that there will be a good year for us to drive away the plague and bad luck." Wei Zipei explained.

Jason nodded. The outside world had long forbidden cannons from being set off, and even fireworks could not be set off. The New Year was very boring. In fact, he felt that such a ceremony that represented a beautiful meaning and symbol should be passed down. There were gods in the world. Some things should be trusted, but not without it.

In the strong flames, a figure dressed like Shaman Warlock appeared. She pressed the drum in her hand and sang around the fire. Her unfamiliar words were uttered by her. Everyone was focused and looked solemn, which was no less than burning incense and worshiping Buddha in the temple.

"This is the most famous wizard in our clan. She is proficient in divination and medicine. She is also the saintess of our Wei Clan. She picked one out of thirty years. She is forbidden to get married, not allowed to contact any men, and concentrated on cultivation. After she is successful, her status can almost be equal to the head of the family." Wei Zipei sighed with emotion.

Jason nodded and said, "It's miserable."

Wei Zipei stared at him in astonishment. "Don't talk nonsense. It is the honor of every single member of the clan to become a Grand Warlock. Many families have been training them since they were young. They don't allow her to interact with men, because their goal is to be chosen by the current Grand Warlock. Once they are chosen, this will be a great honor to their entire family."

"Who do you choose?" Jason asked curiously.

Wei Zipei moved her lips, but she didn't say anything.

The Wu-reining Ceremony was over. There was still a flame burning on the bonfire.

The old men were still sitting motionless on the high platform, as if they were waiting for the next ceremony.

"It's supposed to be the appearance of the Blessed Ancestor girl...." Wei Zipei said softly.

Jason's brows furrowed, and his eyes quickly swept over the whole venue.

However, after waiting for a while, Wei Xiaohan said: "The young lady couldn't come out. I heard that a few days ago, due to the dew on her body, her body suddenly broke and she almost died. The clan could only replace the young lady and re-cleansed her body, thus delaying these three days..."

"Where is he?" Jason asked in a low voice.

"He's been sent out of the city," Wei Xiaohan said.

"Get out of the city?"

Jason frowned and said, "When?"

"What happened this morning? Do you know that person?"

Wei Xiaohan was stunned when he said that. He turned his head and said, "That girl can't be your friend, can she?"

At this moment, the music on the scene rang again, but this time it was no longer noisy and solemn as before. With the melodious sound of the flute, a young girl wearing a black Han-style dress and a black overcoat on her head walked from the corner of the square to the center of the square...