Chapter 510: The Girl in Front of the Divine Witch Palace
On September 27, three days later, on the first day of October, it is a good day to hold the Great Sacrifice Service.
It is said that in order to confess to the ancestors, the shrine spent a full ten years of worship to show sincerity and helplessness. Even so, the Great Witch Festival still overdrew the power of the gods and witches for this reason, and became seriously ill.
Fortunately, two days ago, the Great Witch Festival had already appeared. Although she looked older, she was in good spirits, and seemed to be a little more vigorous than before.
Speaking of which, the Great Witch of the Great Qin Empire is still the aunt and grandmother of Emperor Qin. Since then, the witches of the Witch Palace are selected from the innocent family, but the three witches and one great witch priest must be the daughters of the royal family. The status of the Divine Witch Palace in Great Qin is noble and special, although it is not possible to listen to the government and participate in politics, but every witch maiden, even the lowest-ranking little witch maiden, can enjoy exactly the same treatment as the seventh-rank female official of the Qin Palace. And after being selected as a shrine maiden, there can also be a shadow official quota to benefit the family.
With both respectable status and generous treatment, the Witch Palace is a good place for many poor daughters. But the Witch Palace is not something that can be entered if you want to, and not every girl who is chosen as a witch is willing. Because once you are chosen as a shrine maiden, it means that you will dedicate your life to the ancestral god and never be able to marry.
This is true even for the witch festivals and the great witch festivals of the royal family. They were originally golden branches and jade leaves, and they could marry into the family when they became adults. But once he was elected to the Witch Palace, he not only had to stay away from his closest relatives, but also said goodbye forever to the person who appeared in the dream when the girl was pregnant with spring, and then he would be lonely for the rest of his life until he died.
Some women accepted their fate, while others did not. Therefore, there have also been ugly things in the Witch Palace that cannot be announced to everyone. As for the fate of the witches and witches of the Divine Witch Palace, in addition to the emperor's majesty, only the Great Witch Sacrifice can dominate.
Every Great Witch Priest is a martial arts powerhouse, and his cultivation will definitely advance to the innate level. Those who are not highly qualified. I didn't have what it took to get this far. And each of the Great Witch Priests is familiar with some kind of magical ability, which comes from their bloodβand it is entirely fair to say that they are another form of Inhuman.
Since he has sat on the seat of the Great Witch Sacrifice, he will definitely be willing to worry about the thousands of years of Great Qin. This is why, after hearing that the Pudu priest had accepted another female disciple, the current Great Witch Priest quietly crossed the sea to find out.
In the evening, the golden sunset fell in front of the tall palace gate of the Divine Witch Palace. In three days, the Great Sacrifice will be held. The witches in the Witch Palace were all tired and half dead because of this. Finally. I was ready, checked three times, and couldn't find the slightest leak. The shrine maidens couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Although they can't get married, after all, the younger generation of shrine maidens are still full of youthful vitality, and there is still a girlish nature in their hearts that has not been erased by the years and daily prayers.
After reporting to the witch maidens, several little witches who have been in the witch palace for less than a year are invited to the famous Golden Hidden Bridge in the east of the city to see the red fish. There are the most abundant and beautiful red fish. It is said that it was stocked by Prince Yu and was taken care of by a special person. No one is allowed to catch indiscriminately, but it does not prevent people from watching.
At the mention of Prince Yu, the voices of the little witches suddenly became slighter, and a few wisps of sorrow crept up on their pretty faces with a bit of childishness.
He was such a gentle man. When the eye waves fall on the person's body, you can feel the warmth in his eyes. Such a good man, why was he assassinated?!
The little witches sighed and involuntarily made prayer gestures as they spoke. I hope that the ancestral god can bless Prince Yu to recover quickly, so that he can catch up with the big sacrifice on the first day of October. Otherwise. When the Ancestral God found out that he was not present and took his place, he would have rained down on him.
It turned out that Prince Yu was assassinated on his way back from the Great Qi Empire. The Assassin's cultivation was frighteningly high, and even Prince Yu and several Innate Martial Venerables above the Five Realms were still seriously injured.
With worries and blessings for Prince Yu, the little witches slowly turned the corner and walked in the direction of Jinqian Bridge. They are dressed in gray and white shrine maiden robes and wear a cross-beam shrine maiden crown on their heads, so that people can see their identity at a glance. So, even the most prodigal bastards avoided them far away when they came.
When the shadows of the witches disappeared, Zong Zhengke turned out from the corner of the street where they had just passed, and looked at the tall and magnificent building not far away, which looked particularly mysterious and strange.
Prince Yu assassinated? Is this true or false?!
If so, who did it? Is this person aiming at Prince Yu or the little senior brother? If the Assassin was going for the little brother, then how did the Assassin know that the little brother was traveling? How did you know the route of the little senior brother back to Daqin? Who were the Assassins?
However, it will take half a month to postpone the main ceremony, and it is more likely that the assassination will be real. Zong Zhengke frowned slightly, she took one last look at the Witch Palace, and turned around to leave.
Suddenly, a gray figure stood in front of her, and she looked up to see that the other party was an old witch in her fifties. Her heart sank, the other party really had two brushes.
The witch looked at the beautiful girl in front of her, carefully observing the fluctuations of the true qi on the other party's body, and the expression on her face slowly changed from arrogance and indifference to gentleness. No matter where you are, no matter who you are in front of, young and capable, this kind of person can always make people look up to you.
"This girl, the Great Witch Sacrifice is invited." The old witch is a little stiff and authentic.
Zong Zhengke smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know any big witch sacrifices, don't go!" β
Anger flashed in the old witch's eyes, and then she pressed it down again, and said lightly: "The girl was promoted to the throne at a young age, and it is impossible for her to be such an ignorant person. The prestige of my Great Qin Empire's Great Witch Festival, the girl must have heard of it a long time ago. Whether you recognize it or not, since the Great Witch Festival has seen the edict, the girl must go! β
The smile on Zong Zhengke's face disappeared, and he said coldly: "So domineering!" But someone told me that no matter who came to see me in the Witch Palace, they told me not to care. β
"Oh? Is there such a person in the world who does not know the height of the sky? The old witch's slender cheeks stretched longer, and she said unhappily, "I wonder if the girl can tell this witch priest who this person is?" β
"Sue you, what are you going to do?" Zong Zhengke said disdainfully, "Could it be that you still want to kill him?" β
The old witch suddenly pulled the corners of her mouth and laughed: "That's not it, it's just that I will invite this person to come to the Divine Witch Palace and pray for Daqin in front of the ancestral god." As for how long to pray for, it depends on the person's attitude. β
"Okay, then you go and invite him." Zong Zhengke also suddenly turned his anger into joy, and said with a smile, "His name is Ying Fusu!" (To be continued.) )