Chapter 293: A sense of ritual
is responsible for building roads, and there is a lot of profit in it, of course Gu Mu understands this.
If there is no profit, or the profit is very small, no one will come to me so diligently.
However, it is impossible for him to build the road by himself anyway, and even if he finds a construction team to repair it by himself, he must obtain the consent of the village, otherwise he will not be qualified to build the road.
Since the village chief took the initiative to find it, it would be even better.
In principle, Gu Mu agreed to let the village be responsible for repairing this road, and the village chief would be in charge.
However, he has one condition, he will arrange for someone to supervise the progress of the construction here, and transfer the money in batches.
He didn't want to give the money to the village chief and then build a road like tofu dregs.
Although the village chief was not very happy about this, he accepted it.
No one likes to have an extra ancestor on their head, and they have to be supervised by others when they spend money, but if they don't accept it, they won't have this money, so they can only accept it.
Who will oversee this is also a question.
It is definitely not appropriate to let Fu Lan supervise it, because her Yuanling Palace is in this place, and she will have to live in this place in the future, and she can't afford to offend the local snake here.
After thinking about it for a while, Gu Mu called Ruan Xiaowen and asked her to come here to supervise the construction of this road.
Because Ruan Xiaowen has been here before, and she is also one of his bedside people, it is more suitable for her to come over.
When Ruan Xiaowen received this call in Pengcheng, she couldn't believe her ears, and there was a kind of excitement that finally came out.
She is no longer a novice in the workplace, and she knows how to get benefits in engineering.
Gu Mu was going to take three million out of that road, and among the three million, as the person in charge of this money, he could get hundreds of thousands.
When she arrived, Fu Lan was already setting up her altar.
The altar was arranged in the courtyard behind the main hall, with peach wood as a pillar, divided into eight corners, strung with ropes, and draped down one by one, with runes written by Fu Lan himself.
At the interval of the cloth flags, there are strings of copper bells, and the copper bells are also engraved with runes, but they are not the masterpieces of Fulan, but the things inherited from the Yuanling Palace, and I don't know how long it has a history.
When he saw those copper bells, Gu Mu couldn't help but have an urge to keep them for himself.
It may have a history of thousands of years, and if you sell it outside, you don't know how much money it can sell.
It is also unknown to the outside world that there is such a place with such a long heritage as Yuanling Palace, and if it does, many things may have to be nationalized and protected as national treasures.
Or, be known by those powerful thieves and steal them all.
Those things are in the eyes of Fu Lan, that is, the magic weapons handed down by the ancestors and masters of the past generations, and they have nothing to do with money, only with inheritance.
After those copper bells were hung up, the wind blew, the cloth flags swayed, and the copper bells rang one after another, which was very imposing.
In the middle of the courtyard, there is a platform stacked with bluestone slabs, and there is an incense case on the platform, burning long incense.
There is a portrait carved from mulberry wood behind the incense case, which is engraved with Gu Mu's name and birthday, and the word "Gu Mu" still pricked Gu Mu's fingers out of blood and was written in his blood.
The sense of ritual of feudal superstition is very heavy.
It was precisely because of such a heavy sense of ritual that it took such a big cost to get the altar out of Gu Mu that Gu Mu had a lot of confidence.
Like the kind of random drawing of a talisman and then burning it to ashes for people to drink, or touching the head, even if it is consecrated, it seems too perfunctory, and people wonder if it can be effective.
The truth that you get what you pay for, Gu Mu still understands.
Only with big input can there be big output.
The amount of money invested in this ceremony is not less than 100,000 yuan, which is not something that ordinary people can believe.
This altar was set up for a few days, during which everyone was vegetarian and could not get any meat at all.
Such a strict request also makes everyone think that there is really such a thing.
Of course Wang Yongyuan knew about it, he didn't believe in this kind of thing, but he didn't object to such a thing.
Now it seems that Gu Mu was frightened by that assassination, he lost confidence in life, and his physical exercise stopped, which was not a good thing.
Regardless of whether this time works or not, it will be worth it if he can regain his confidence in life and get a psychological comfort.
Don't say that he will take millions to build a road, even if he takes tens of millions of dollars, he is willing.
As a loving father, Gu Mu's physical condition, he is very concerned, even more than his own body.
On the last day, the official ceremony takes place.
When this ritual was done, there were already many people who came to watch.
Because the Yuanling Palace has procured so many things and laid out such a big battle, it has already been spread out from the mouths of pilgrims.
People from several nearby villages knew that Yuanling Palace was going to do a great ritual event, and after inquiring about the exact date, many people who had time came over to see the excitement.
If there are too many people, it will inevitably affect the battle style, so Fu Lan asked Wang Qiang and Qu Yong to maintain order at the scene, and not let those people enter the vicinity of the altar.
You can visit the courtyard, but you can't get close to the place where the flags are hung, and there's a cordon where no one can enter.
On this day, both the Aries and the Bull were killed.
The ancient Chinese witchcraft tradition is bloody, and even kills people as sacrifices, not to mention this kind of sacrifice with animals.
The head of the ox and the head of the sheep are placed behind the incense table, giving people a feeling of fear.
Dressed in a shrine maiden costume that has been handed down, Fu Lan holds a copper bell in one hand and a scroll of cloth painted with runes and words in the other, and his mouth emits a burst of strangely pronounced chanting.
Gu Mu, the client, sat cross-legged in front of the mulberry wooden puppet, listening to the wind shaking the copper bell and singing, but the only thing that could be understood was the word "Gu Mu" that occasionally appeared in it.
The position of the fluttering is very erratic, the front is in front and the back, the witch's costume is in her smart position, the skirt flutters, the ribbon is flying, I have seen too much, there is a feeling of flying fairy.
In a trance, Gu Mu had an illusion - this was the goddess who descended from the nine heavens and came to solve the suffering of the world.
I don't know how long it took, Fu Lan suddenly moved the piece of cloth in his right hand to the incense candle and lit it, took the lit cloth down the altar, lit the hanging cloth flags in turn, and finally went up to the high platform, threw up the piece of cloth that was about to burn out in his hand, and burned it in the air.
His right hand slapped on the wooden puppet behind Gu Mu, and shouted: "After that, all kinds of disasters will be borne by Er!"
When all the flags in the field were burned, she let go of her right hand.
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