America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 92 The Ku Klux Klan's Mysterious Ceremony
"Hey, are you also from a nearby village?"

"Well, did you come here because someone told you to shoot?"

"By the way, why does your dress look better than mine?"

……

Along the way, the man followed behind Chen Jianqiu, babbling on and on, asking this and that.

Chen Jianqiu didn't answer at all, and his pace didn't slow down. While walking, he collected information from the man's words

Seeing that Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, that person also felt bored, and started talking to himself instead. The two of them walked together, which made him suddenly feel bolder.

"Hey, we're almost there." The man suddenly pointed ahead.

Chen Jianqiu looked in the direction the man was pointing at. At the end of the path, there were faint lights, like countless fireflies, dotted in the dark night.

When they got closer, Chen Jianqiu could see clearly that those lights were torches.Under the light of the torches, at the end of the path stood a wooden cross.

The two walked out of the path, and in front of them was a large open space in the forest. There were many people in white robes like them, scattered in small groups in the open space. Some of them were holding torches, while others were chatting. .

It seemed that even though they were wearing white hoods, some of them knew each other.

Chen Jianqiu also found that there was a group of people surrounding the venue, patrolling back and forth. Although their attire was almost the same as that of the people in the venue, it was obvious that these people were very particular about their positions.

It is possible that these people are the real backbone of the Ku Klux Klan.

"Hey, what are you looking at! Let's go in quickly, it seems that the ceremony is about to begin." The person walking with him patted Chen Jianqiu on the shoulder.

Just as Chen Jianqiu was about to walk into the open space, a person who looked like a discipline maintenance officer stopped him, followed by two people holding torches in their hands.

"Please turn in your weapons. After the ceremony is over, we will distribute the weapons uniformly." It was still the same husky voice, coming from under the white cloth.

Chen Jianqiu took out the revolver from his waist and handed it to the man.

He'd thought at least a body search or something, but the disciplinary officer stepped aside to signal that they could go in.

Because, the legendary ceremony is about to begin.

No imaginary stand, no flags or anything.

Everyone spontaneously formed a circle, and there was a pile of firewood in the middle of the circle, and the few people in the front threw their torches into the pile of firewood.

The pile of firewood burned quickly and turned into a large bonfire, the flames soared into the sky, and Chen Jianqiu could feel the heat from the inner circle across a layer.

What is this for?Have a bonfire?A group of people in white robes sang and danced. The scene was so weird. Today is not Halloween.

Suddenly, a trumpet sounded from behind Chen Jianqiu, followed by the rapid drumbeat of the snare drum, and the flute sounded together with the drumbeat.

Then, the sound of the guitar also came over, a male voice began to lead the singing, followed by several uneven voices one after another:
"The Northern Army's footsteps are like thunder, and the Northern Army's flag is flying south. Take up arms, take up arms, and defend Dixie."

"Stop Yankee with your tenacious fight, give Yankee the deepest curse! Take up arms, take up arms! Defend Dixie!"

……

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became Dixie.

Now, it's been almost 20 years, and these people are not summoning souls to the South again, and this is not Virginia. "

The crowd behind them parted, and a man in a white robe came in surrounded by a group of people, but his robe was a different style from the others, with a few stars embroidered on the corners of his robe.

The band and singers followed behind him, and the group walked with solemn steps. If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't find the coffin, Chen Jianqiu would have thought that this group of people was going to a funeral.

The leader walked to the middle of the circle, he raised his hand, and the band behind stopped.

He began to speak:
"My dear friends, brothers and sisters! We are here today because our souls are the same color."

His voice is a bit old, but very thick.

"Twenty years ago, my comrades and I fought for freedom, but failed. Those Yankee guys claimed to 'liberate' those niggers. Now it seems, how hypocritical they are!"

The man in white robe was pacing back and forth by the bonfire, the flames were so high that Chen Jianqiu was a little worried whether his robe would be set on fire.

"Open your eyes and see what our country has become! Black people are actually walking on the same road as us? The shops of Jews and Chinese have opened to the most conspicuous streets... These alien races have invaded our land, Looted our wealth! But our government sits idly by and gives them the same rights as us!"

The man in white robe put his hands in front of him, and gestured to "play the accordion".

He spoke impassionedly, if it wasn't for the white hood, you should be able to see the scene of his saliva flying all over the place.

"We should take up the gun and take back the wealth that belongs to us, and all of this should start tonight."

The person behind him handed over a rifle, and the white-robed man raised the rifle high and fired a shot into the air.

The people around also waved their arms, shouting excitedly.

Chen Jianqiu guessed that behind these masks, in addition to the young people he saw yesterday, there should be some farmers from nearby villages, such as the few who came to fight with them in the tavern last time.

This posture is going to make trouble for the GM, it's really lively.

But with just a few crooked melons and cracked dates, this town can barely be taken, and it's hard to say whether it can be pushed another ten kilometers north.

If he hadn't killed the State Mounted Police, it is estimated that Fultz would have pulled them to the Colorado River to fill the hole the next day after receiving the news.

It is estimated that there is a high probability that it will be "purchased with zero yuan" in name.

The white-robed man waved his hands back, and a group of people pushed the cross at the door over. Only then did Chen Jianqiu realize that the cross was covered with straw.

The man in white robe pointed his gun at the sky:
"Let the flames purify this polluted country!"

"Burn! Burn!" the surrounding Ku Klux Klansmen chanted.

The man in white robe took the torch from the person behind and lit the cross.

The cross was blazing, and the atmosphere at the scene became more "enthusiastic". Many people in the front row had sweat stains on their white hoods.

"Wait a while, I will send you weapons, and each of you can join us and fight for yourself."

The words of the man in white ignited the emotions of the surrounding people again, and cheers erupted from the crowd, as if they had seen the money in the box in the Jewish home.

But the voice of the white-robed man suddenly stopped, he raised his hand and pressed down, motioning for everyone to be quiet.

After the scene calmed down, the white robe said again:

"But before I go, I have to deal with one thing."

He looked around at the crowd, and his voice was a bit harsh:

"According to my information, there is a traitor among us!"

(End of this chapter)