Following those people back to the shed seventeen times, those people still didn't say a word. Duanmu Yawang still remembered the position of the person who was talking to her, and walked over.

The man raised his eyes and glanced at her, before waiting for her to speak, he asked, "How do you feel?"

How does it feel?

Duanmu Yawang didn't react, she couldn't see the face, she suddenly became a little uncertain about the result of the punishment, and asked anxiously: "Excuse me, is my punishment completed?"

The man's tone changed a little, as if he was a little surprised, "You didn't answer me, and you asked me first?"

Uh!

Duanmu Yawang didn't know the identity of this person, but also understood the magic of this person. He didn't dare to offend, so he said in a hurry, "Don't dare, I don't know what it feels like you are referring to?"

"I don't know what it feels like when I ask, then I don't feel it?"

"what?"

Duanmu Yawang was a little confused.

"Fine." The man stopped asking Duanmu Yawang what he wanted, waved his hand and asked her: "Have you been in contact with Sanskrit before?"

"No."

Duanmu Yawang shook his head, "My first Sanskrit tone today."

"Oh?" The man asked again: "Are you sensitive to music over there?"

"Not really." Duanmu Yawang didn't know how to explain this. He hesitated and said seriously: "Actually, I just have a better memory. Sometimes I can't help but listen to strange things again and again."

Moreover, the Sanskrit sounds of their worship ceremonies are very special.

The man stared at her for a few seconds, then did not speak any more, and reached out and poured a glass of water to drink.

Duanmu Yawang was a little anxious, so did the punishment pass or fail?

The man drank a glass of washing water, did not ask her any other questions, just said: "Give me the little white purse that you gave it to you."

"OK."

All she had left was the small purse that had been punished after the worship ceremony had ended, and she took it out.

The man reached out and took it, folded the white paper that Duanmu Yawang had given him before, put it back in the small purse, put it in the small incense burner next to it, and burned it.

Duanmu Yawang watched his movements, his eyes lit up, "Sir, what do you mean, did I pass the punishment?"

"Um."

The man faintly responded and handed her a small sachet again.

However, this time, the small sachet is not red, but golden.

The other people in this shed all returned to their seats and sat down. The pilgrimage ceremony was over, but they didn't seem to have the intention to leave. When they saw the golden purse, they all made small movements.

It seems to be some accident.

But still no one dared to talk nonsense.

Seeing that Duanmu Yawang didn't stretch out his hand, the man asked, "Why don't you hold it?"

Duanmu Yawang was anxious: "Why is it not red?"

"Do you want red ones more?"

"No, thank you sir." Duanmu Yawang shook her hand and hurriedly took over the golden sachet. A refreshing and calming fragrance penetrated the tip of her nose like this, and all her anxiety disappeared.

"Um."

The man nodded faintly, reached out his hand and poured another glass of water, and handed it to her: "Drink a glass."

The worship ceremony is over, do you want to drink?

Duan Mu Yawang had doubts in her heart, but still stretched out her hand, took the cup, and drank a cup of washing water. After all, this water is good water, and it will not hurt if you drink it.

"This small purse, it's best to carry it with you, don't leave." The man suddenly said.

His tone was very serious, Duan Muya responded, "Okay."

"Yeah." The man waved his hand. "Now that it's done, let's go."

"OK."

Duanmu Yawang held the small golden purse in her hand and bowed to the man, "Thank you, Mr., for taking care of it."

The man drank his own water without answering her again.

Duanmu Yawang nodded at the others, and then walked out.

I was a little surprised when I went out, because the snow outside seemed to be smaller, there was no fog, and the whole world was much clearer.

She felt a lot easier.

"Little sound."

Yin Huiyin called Yin Huiyin through her heart voice, and it took a long time for Yin Huiyin to come out from the depths of the source of Linghu. Seeing her with a relaxed look, she smiled: "Is the punishment passed?"

Duanmu Yawang naturally did not dare to laugh, but still nodded triumphantly, "That is, how can I be so smart?"

Yin Huiyin thought it was funny, and didn't say anything about it, but just asked: "Then you are going to the next ceremony, right?"

"Um."

As he walked, Duanmu Yawang recalled the map and instructions he had read before: "The next one is the Sanskrit incense burning ceremony, which is about 400 meters away from the worship ceremony."

"Don't the Sanskrit and Sanskrit sounds mean the same thing?" Yin Huiyin was a little confused, "Isn't there also Sanskrit sounds in the pilgrimage ceremony? The ceremony seems to be repeated?"

"The meaning is actually the same." Hearing what he said, Duanmu Yawang was also a little confused for a while.

After a few moments, she reacted, and said with no good air: "Our pilgrimage ceremony is just pilgrimage, it has nothing to do with the Sanskrit, I was punished by the Sanskrit."

"Yeah."

Yin Huiyin patted his skull, "Look, I'm confused."

Duanmu Yawang sighed and said as he walked quickly: "I don't know how they are for nothing."

"Don't worry." Yin Huiyin comforted her, "There is Miss Ye by the side. Miss Ye is also very clever and clever, and she will definitely be able to take good care of him and Miss Fang."

"Um."

Duanmuya responded and continued to walk quickly, wanting to enter the next ceremony as soon as possible to catch up with Ye Nongying and them.

At this time, there were a lot less people walking with her on the road, but there were more people walking backwards than when she came, and everyone was in a hurry.

It should be someone who returned after participating in the ceremony.

When Duanmu Yawang was thinking about it, he also noticed the white signs on both sides of the road, and then he was taken aback, "These signs are missing a lot."

Before, Zhaoyin flags were densely inserted, and there was one at a distance of three or four meters. Now, there is only one at a distance of at least 20 meters.

So, she came out just now and almost didn't notice the sign of Zhao Yin!

Could it be that they were removed bit by bit?

Thinking about this, she glanced at the ground, but did not find any traces of the flag poles being removed from the ground.

Yin Huiyin was very puzzled, "Zhao Yin Qi, what Zhao Yin Qi?"

"Did you not hear what we said when we went out?"

"I was cultivating at that time, I didn't pay attention to it."

Duanmu Yawang rolled her eyes and pointed to the side, "I didn't pay attention to it, but I should have noticed these flags too?"

Yin Huiyin didn't follow her fingertips, stared at the front, and asked, "Xiao Yawang, look, there are three people in front of them, and a child, do they look like them in vain?"

Duanmu Yawang was about to say that Xiao Bailu and the others must have already participated in the second ceremony. They couldn't be still walking on the road, but Yu Guang also caught a glimpse of the three figures Yin Huiyin said.

She blinked.

The three people in front walked as if wandering in place. Although the clothes were the same, she was familiar with the combination of the three.

"It's not like, it's them!"

When Duanmu Yawang said, he ran in that direction quickly.

They were only ten meters away from her, and she ran over at once, slapped Ye Nongying's shoulder with a slap.

Ye Nongying was taken aback, she looked back and met with a pair of black eyes!

She was suddenly excited, "Are you following?"

Fang Ruoxing and Xiao Bailu also turned back quickly, Duan Muya took a look, and immediately warned: "Excitement is fine, but don't laugh! Don't laugh!"

The three of them really wanted to laugh, and quickly covered their mouths.

Duanmu Yawang looked at them and raised her eyebrows: "Why do you walk like snails?"

"I'm not waiting for you yet."

After the smile passed, Ye Nong Ying put her hand down from her mouth, and said with no good air: "I can't leave you alone."

"You still have a bit of loyalty."

Ye Nongying felt that her tone was very relaxed, "Looking at how you look, have you been punished?"

"Of course." Duanmu Yawang patted her chest, her tone full of pride, "How dare I do something that is not sure?" Well, in fact, she was a little nervous before knowing the result.

"It's fine after that."

Fang Ruoxing patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked curiously, "Miss Duanmu, what's the process like?"