Hunter’s Face Fruit

Chapter 207: The generous Lu Xiaoou

Light and darkness are both opposites and interdependent, just as there must be shadows when there is light, and there must be darkness when there is light.

Of course, it also depends on how you look at it. People say, "God gave me a pair of black eyes, but I use them to look for light." It should be human habit to favor light.

When the sun climbs up from the horizon, when it casts its first rays to the world, it marks the coming of a new day.

With a bit of white and golden light, it reveals its true colors little by little, driving away the continent ruled by darkness.

When the first beam of light came out, Lu Xiaoou opened his eyes with his eyes closed all the time, and the moment was just right.

The flowers and fruits picked at this time are the best.

"Xiaoou, are you going to start?" As soon as Lu Xiaoou opened his eyes, Kurapika felt it. His nerves were always tense, and he was afraid that something so important would go wrong.

"Yes, but at this time, we need to prepare other things, bring dewy flowers and fruits, let's go together." Lu Xiaoou knew that Kurapika had not fallen asleep, but even he did not sleep at this time , not to mention Kurapika.

I just hope that by resolving the matter here earlier, he can clear up his worries and cheer up a bit.

"Okay." Kurapika nodded, and led Lu Xiaoou back up the mountain.

That's the place where the Luta tribe in the cave used to pick sacrificial supplies, but they don't know what's going on now.

The biggest feature of the mountain road should be its nine bends and eighteen bends. It is just a back mountain. It looks very close, but in fact it takes a lot of effort to actually get there.

"It's good to pick the ones that are usually used for sacrifices, remember?" Lu Xiaoou said.

Kurapika pursed his lips, nodded while looking at the familiar scenery in front of him, and vaguely remembered the busy scene when he came here before.

My little self and younger sister did not help the adults, but kept making troubles, but no one blamed them. Everyone smiled and looked at the children who were making trouble, while busy with the things in hand, relaxed and at ease .

There is no sorrow, no pain, and no hatred. Everyone lives and thrives here. They believe in the **** Abra and the red eye. They never think that such a beautiful thing will eventually lead to disaster.

yes disaster.

Beauty is sin.

Kurapika seemed to have returned to that day again. When he returned to the tribe, what greeted him was not booing, singing and laughing, but messy corpses, blood splattered everywhere, and the empty eye sockets of the tribe.

He didn't know how he got through those few days, as if he had gone through countless reincarnations, only hatred was the motivation to live.

The frail young man has grown up to the point where he can do what he can for his clansmen. Perhaps this is also a good development.

"We've got to start, otherwise there won't be enough time." Lu Xiaoou tried his best to interrupt Kurapika's meditation in a brisk tone, hoping that the heavy sadness surrounding him would dissipate little by little.

"Understood." Hearing Lu Xiaoou's relaxed voice, Kurapika smiled subconsciously.

After waking up, I found that I was in a daze in front of a blue vine flower that bloomed just right. The trumpet-shaped blue flower carried the breath of the morning, and a few drops of dew rolled on the petals, exuding vitality, making the People feel open when they see it.

Looking at Lu Xiaoou who was picking flowers, plants and wild fruits on the other side, Kurapika felt that his mood improved for no reason, and he decided to pick some vines to join in.

The sun comes out little by little, exuding love for the world, and I want everyone to feel its enthusiasm.

The ancestral hall that was newly decorated by Kurapika and Lu Xiaoou revealed its true appearance in the morning light. The pointed dome, the rejuvenated totem, and the white and holy walls are all as familiar as yesterday.

"Okay, let's arrange everything, it should be about the same time." Lu Xiaoou looked at the rising angle of the sun, and felt that it was almost as far as he needed, so he started to make preparations.

"Okay, I see." Kurapika is now doing what Lu Xiaoou says.

He moved out a long table from the ancestral hall, arranged the angle according to Lu Xiaoou's request, and then began to select the best-looking ones from the freshly picked flowers and wild fruits and put them on the table.

Kurapika was busy here, and Lu Xiaoou was not idle either. He directly took out all the precious ingredients he picked in the Doha forest and arranged them according to certain rules.

'The nether flower, the green yellow vine, the mandarin duck flower... the emerald and the jade lotus' all the rare and precious ingredients were placed in specific positions one by one by Lu Xiaoou. This time it was not one or two undead. , can not tolerate the slightest sloppy.

"call"

After putting dozens of rare ingredients in place, Lu Xiaoou breathed a sigh of relief, after all, this matter cannot be lost.

"Kurapika, go and get three bowls of clean water from the bowl used by the tribe before." Lu Xiaoou thought for a while, and felt that there was one last thing he hadn't done.

Kurapika didn't ask why, and went directly to the houses that were still in good condition, found a few good bowls, and brought them over according to Lu Xiaoou's instructions~lightnovelpub.net~Everything is ready, now Only then did the sunlight slowly shine a beam of light onto the long table, reflecting the dazzling array of things on it.

At this time, the light of the moon, which cannot be seen at all during the day, also shines on it. As the **** in charge of the sun and the moon, Abra, is considered complete at this time, the moment closest to him.

This time should be the time when the energy of heaven and earth is closest to Abra. At this time, praying with abilities should have the highest success rate. This is what Lu Xiaoou did well before.

"The time has come, let's start." Lu Xiaoou said.

"The sun in the sky, the green trees on the ground, our bodies were born on the earth..." Lu Xiaoou put his hands together and began to say the prayer.

And Kurapika also read out the words of each prayer immediately after Lu Xiaoou's movements.

"Our souls come from heaven

The sun and the moon shine on our limbs

Greenery nourishes our body

Give this body to the wind that blows across the earth

Thank God for the miracle and the land of the Kuruta tribe

May our hearts be always in good health

I want to be able to share the joy with all my fellow man

wish to share their sorrow

Please always praise the Kuruta people

Let's prove it with red eyes"

Lu Xiaoou and Kurapika read a sentence of prayers. The ancestral hall, which was still blowing a little bit of mountain wind, was calm now, and everything seemed to be quiet.

The situation at this time is not like a sunny morning, but more like a quiet and peaceful midnight, where everything seems to be in harmony.